To write or not to write...that is the question!

Just want to make sure this thing is working. I've been praying about writing a weekly christian blog but don't want to bore anyone. What do you think? Shall I write or not. I think I know what the Lord has been leading me too.

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The White Cycle

Joy Joy Joy…how can we be joyous when all we’ve seen for the last several weeks is white. With all the colors of the rainbow that he Lord provides for us to see…I think we are stuck in the white cycle. I got to thinking about how many different colors of white there are, so I looked online at Sherwin-Williams and Bengamin Moore. These business specialize in color and boy to they. Sherwin-Williams has 204 and Bengamin Moore has 224 different shades of white. I found it interesting about why they name the colors as they did. Here are some of my thoughts. Sherwin-Williams Extra White – must have a little extra stuff Nice White – could this one be politer then the others Simple White – is it easier on the eyes Smart White – if I ever get to paint an office I’m using this one, it could make me intelligent Dreamy White & Restful White – will I sleep better if I paint the bedroom with these? Benjamin Moore Timid White – this must be shyer then the other whites Seapearl...

Falling Off the Side

Falling Off the Side Many years ago when I was just a new member of the church, one of the wonderful ladies and I were replacing the tablecloth on the communion table after a rehearsal. When she laid it on the table she stepped back looking at the cloth and made a simple comment, “Oops, one of the disciples has fallen off the side!” You see the crocheted cloth that our weekly communion sat upon depicted the Last Supper. When I looked the cloth was longer on one side then the other and one of the twelve was hanging off the longer side. I replied, “Well, that must be Judas.” We just laughed straighten up the cloth and headed home. I think about that conversation often wondering how many times over the years I've “fallen off the side.” I know its many more times then I care to admit. What can I do to change my disobedience? NOTHING, I'm human and I'm a sinner. I AM A SINNER! (Here is where I wish I wou...

Bouncing Baby Joy – Two Perspectives on Innocence and Faith

When you hear the phrase “bouncing baby,” what comes to mind? For many of us, it’s the image of a giggling child joyfully bouncing on the knee of a parent or grandparent. It’s a universal and heartwarming moment—filled with laughter, love, and just enough strain on the legs of the “horsey” to remind them they’re not as young as they used to be. But they don’t mind. They keep bouncing, because the joy on that little face is worth every second. That exchange—tired legs for giggles—becomes a quiet testament to the strength of love. But recently, I was reminded that not all bouncing babies are human. I live in a quiet, wonderful small town in Nebraska. Each day, I have the privilege of taking a 25-minute drive to and from work. That drive winds through the Nebraska countryside, which in springtime transforms into a natural nursery. Bulls, pigs, sheep, and cows dot the fields. And in the midst of it all—new life. Baby animals discovering the world for the very first time. Just la...

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