Forgiveness and faithfulness are two words that have gotten lost in the world of unfaithful friends and lovers. There are those of us who are willing to give our love and devotion and then find that we have put our trust in the wrong place.

Jeremiah 17:5 This is what the Lord says: “Cursed are those who put their trust in mere humans, who rely on human strength and turn their hearts away from the Lord.

Maybe you don’t trust God because you don’t KNOW that you can lean on the Lord for help, or know that the only way we can truly forgive is to learn from the One Who forgave us!

Un-forgiveness and hatredIMG_0200 in your heart and mind, is like drinking poison and expecting the person you hate to get sick, or die. Chances are they don’t know how you feel, and if they do, they simply do not care! So why burden yourself with hating or not forgiving them, it means they are actually controlling your life!

There is only One who completely, continually, forgives, and that is God Almighty.

My parents were married 70 years and remained sweethearts until the day he went to heaven! In today’s world when a movie star says they have been married 5 years, everyone applauds and cheers for such a long-lived marriage. I have watched more than one star hiding from the paparazzi in their multi-thousand dollar dress at their million-dollar wedding, only to see them getting a divorce a few months (weeks even) later.

It seems like things such as loyalty to vows and people, whether romantic connections or just friends, no longer count. GOD is faithful, you can’t get so old that he is looking for someone YOUNGER to convert, or too ugly or fat or better yet He doesn’t get bored with you! He joined Himself to us.

In the wedding ceremony, the minister says, “What do you give as a token of your love and fidelity”, the normal answer is “A ring”, which symbolizes the never-ending circle of love. God did not just give a ring He gave His only Son, Jesus Christ as the covenant offering, His promise of love and fidelity toward His Bride. I used to say that when you get married you have to “quit dating other people” and looks to me like too many Christians give their heart to the Lord and then flirt with the devil on a daily basis, they put their feet under Satan’s table and dine with him and then expect God to “understand”. We shouldn’t do it in the flesh and we can’t do it in the Spirit.

Lamentations 3:22 God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out, his merciful love couldn’t have dried up. They’re created new every morning. How great your faithfulness! I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over). He’s all I’ve got left.These beautiful words from the Bible remind me of one of my favorite hymns: Great Is Thy Faithfulness Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father; There is no shadow of turning with Thee; Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not; As Thou hast been, Thou forever will be. Great is Thy faithfulness! Great is Thy faithfulness! Morning by morning new mercies I see. All I have needed Thy hand hath provided; great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

We are taking this journey together, so come on and get on board and let’s see where the road takes us as we are blessed! Forgive, and remain faithful to the Lord and to each other because He is faithful to you!

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For Unto Us a Child is Born

John 1:1-6 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it. Before time began God saw me. Jesus, the Word, left His heavenly throne to live and die as a man, to save me. An old song says, “When I fall in love, it will be forever, or I’ll never fall in love”; if I am in love with a man, I don’t need to continue to date a lot of other men just to make sure my feelings about the one are validated! I say it is what it is. I have the faith that was planted in me before time began and has grown with me through my life. I have had an up close and personal relationship with Jesus and I don’t need to experiment, look around, read books or explore any other religion to know that He is the One and only Christ. I love Him. I believe that He was born of the Virgin Mary and the angels announced His birth! Luke 2:10-14 Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.  And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying: “ Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!” I believe that He died on a Cross, was buried and rose again on the third day, was seen my multitudes of people and then went up into the heavens from whence He will return! Acts 1:6-11 So when the apostles were with Jesus, they kept asking him, “Lord, has the time come for you to free Israel and restore our kingdom?” He replied, “The Father alone has the authority to set those dates and times, and they are not for you to know. But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes upon you. And you will be my witnesses, telling people about me everywhere—in Jerusalem, throughout Judea, in Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” After saying this, he was taken up into a cloud while they were watching, and they could no longer see him. As they strained to see him rising into heaven, two white-robed men suddenly stood among them.“ Men of Galilee,” they said, “why are you standing here staring into heaven? Jesus has been taken from you into heaven, but someday he will return from heaven in the same way you saw him go!”  I am afraid that this country is going to be lulled into a feeling that everything will always remain the same, but as prayer was taken out of our schools, we will see our other rights being taken away. How much arsenic would you drink if I said, “Just a little won’t hurt you”? You can drink a little at a time without feeling the effects, but it builds up in your system and you eventually die. Listening to a gospel, which is perverted from the truth a little at the time, you may not notice, but the end is death. Christmas is nineteen days from now, let the peace that passes understanding be with you so you can celebrate the birth of our Savior with joy!


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Sometimes less is more

I know when you were young you heard the stories, from your parents, about how hard life was for them “in the olden days”. My olden days weren’t that far back but I must say with children making lists of electronics and expensive computer games, even tennis shoes, which used to be within a good price range, are like what a month’s rent was in “the olden days”, things are quite a bit different now! When we were young we selected something from the Western Auto or Sears catalog and were very happy with what we got. Christmas has become a day to prove how much we care by the amount of money we spend. I’m not a minimalist in the strict definition of the word, but it’s a pretty close call! Because of lack of funds when I was growing up, I learned that you didn’t have to have a new outfit for every day with shoes to match, and that sharing clothes with your mom wasn’t all that bad. Have you wondered yet why I chose to share this with you? Deuteronomy 29:5-6 I took you through the wilderness for forty years and through all that time the clothes on your backs didn’t wear out, the sandals on your feet didn’t wear out, and you lived well without bread and wine and beer, proving to you that I am in fact GOD, your God. The Israelites were living in Egypt, the land of plenty. They had all the garlic and leeks they needed, meat and plenty of food in general. But, were they happy? No, they were not free they were slaves! How can you be happy when you are a slave? While they had all this bounty, they thought all they wanted was to be able to walk out from under the iron fist of the Pharaoh, it wasn’t until they were out there in the desert, free, and they missed the food they had while under oppression!

What, is happiness? Quoted from Wikipedia, “Happiness is a mental state of well-being characterized by positive emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy. A variety of approaches have striven to define happiness and identify its sources. Philosophers and religious thinkers often define happiness in terms of living a good life, or flourishing, rather than simply as an emotion.” Where in that explanation did you see that happiness was attributed to the amount of toys you had? I have seen God answer prayers for a person by taking them out of a personal bondage of maybe drug addiction, or a bad relationship, and when they walk free they complain about something they left behind! What’s that about?

Do you ever feel like you are in a tunnel that is spinning in a downward motion and you are flailing your arms trying to gain your equilibrium without success? You come to the end of a day and look around only to feel disappointed at what you have done. This is not just a day on the calendar, but also a day in your life that you realize that things are in a mess in your life and you don’t know how to fix them. Maybe you made a huge mistake by deciding that now was the perfect time to change jobs, then find out that the new job is not all it was “cracked up” to be, the new job fails and the old one is no longer possible. Or, you get a divorce or break up with someone, then when your relationship is shredded beyond repair you decide that it was not the right move to make. In trying to make our own happiness we can end up failing! An old song says, “Only Jesus can satisfy your soul”. If it seems to be taking more to make you less happy, give your life “closet” a good cleaning, throw away all the ties to Egypt, be a minimalist and learn to live on the Manna that God supplies. Philippians 4:19 But my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.

Don’t forget that Jesus is the reason for the Season, Merry Christmas!

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Faster than a speeding bullet

2016 is quickly coming to an end, I can identify with Job 7:6 My days come and go swifter than the click of knitting needles, and then the yarn runs out—an unfinished life! When a year comes to its end we look back in retrospect and when someone you know dies, you begin to think about how they spent their life. C.T. Studd penned, “Only one life, ’twill soon be past, only what’s done for Christ will last. And when I am dying, how happy I’ll be, if the lamp of my life has been burned out for Thee.”  We are all born with a clean slate, a life in front of us that has a chance to be something great, to make a difference in the world in which we live. If you did research on all the rich and famous people, you would find that a lot of them had to scratch their way up through a lot of adverse circumstances yet sitting on top of their personal world, we look at them and only see the success they are now. I personally know one person who was raised having to fend for his self and volleyed from one family member to another, never really knowing their parentage, yet today they are the head of a large company, the scars of their childhood hidden beneath all of their accomplishments. There was a day that such infamous people as Hitler, the pilots of the aircraft that slammed into the Twin Towers at the World Trade Center, and other terrible people were tiny babies in a mother’s arms. What happened to twist them into tormentors? Who has the answer to that? You can blame a parent, or lack of one, but after a point, it becomes our personal responsibility to stand up for our own self.

Psalm 139:13-15 Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother’s womb. I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration—what a creation! You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit-by-bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something. Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, the days of my life all prepared before I’d even lived one day. What a beautiful revelation, and declaration, from the Psalmist of how God is and has always been, aware of us.

Things happen to us that we cannot help, it is after we come to a knowledge of what the baggage we are carrying really is, that we can choose to put it down or carry it with us for the rest of our lives and use it as a crutch to live miserably. To continue being bitter is to take great drafts from a mug of poison, because you are thirsty! Who do you harm? It is like sitting in the cell of a dungeon not knowing that the door has been left unlocked, long ago. It’s a compartment of hell we don’t belong in! You have to get up and get OUT of it. On your own it won’t be that easy, but you have a helper, Isaiah 41:10 Don’t panic. I’m with you. There’s no need to fear for I’m your God. I’ll give you strength. I’ll help you. I’ll hold you steady; keep a firm grip on you. If you are looking for someone to give you a helping hand, the person you turn to may be looking for the same thing, take your burdens to the Lord and leave them there!

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Raindrops on Roses, Whiskers on Kittens

After watching the Sound of Music and listening to “Maria” sing a song about her favorite things when things were bad and she needed to make herself feel happy I decided to try it for myself to see if it worked. Here is a part of my list:

My big, fat, white coffee mug that had it’s origin in the Brown Derby, a place my parents took me when I was a little girl in Hollywood, California.

Steaming hot, strong black coffee to fill my big, fat, white mug within five minutes of waking in the morning.

The lightweight fork, not the gold-plated one but the plain, cheap stainless that came with a set of silverware that no longer exists, bought when we moved into this house over thirty-eight years ago. It seems to fit in my hand just right and the tines are sharp enough to pierce that straggling piece of lettuce with a bit of dressing on it at first stab.

My leopard print nightgown, lying down on tightly stretched white sheets with seven pillows, three under my head and two on either side.

Un-fastening my bra and kicking off my shoes the moment I walk in my house and getting into my comfy clothes.

Standing in front of people and feeling the anointing of the Holy Spirit envelope me like I had been shrink-wrapped in Saran Wrap and feeling as if I was having an out-of-the-body experience, watching myself as I spoke or sang, priceless.

The moon in any stage but especially when it is full and faithfully glowing night after night knowing that everyone that has ever been born on the face of the earth has gazed upon this same beautiful orb.

The sun shining on sugar white sand on a hot summer day and not worrying that I will have sun spots or wrinkles, just enjoying the moment with my portable radio listening to the local DJ count down the top 10.

My son and daughter sitting at the table eating and trying to out-do each other with funny stories and imitations of each other.

Taking my grandson to school and saying our morning prayer as we ride down Nickajack Road and then as he gets out of the car leaning back in to say, “I love you Mammy.”

My granddaughter giggling over all the Valentine gifts she received from her boyfriend after fearing she was going to be single for the rest of her life.

The expression on the faces of this same granddaughter and her friends as I told them the “facts of life” from my point of view, and then hearing them re-tell it year after year and knowing it is getting more and more blown out of proportion for the laughs the story gets.

Having the dream where I am visiting with my parents and marveling at how young and strong they are.

Listening to my music.

Listening for the Voice of the Lord to speak to me.

Having a light-bulb moment when a scripture comes alive in a different way after having read it many times before.

Decorating for Christmas, and then watching the blinking lights

These are a few of my favorite things, but there is one more, it is when one of you tells me in person, sends a message to me via text, messenger, or Facebook, that tells me when you heard me teach or when you read my devotion you felt as if it were just the two of us sitting over a cup of coffee, in my big, fat, white, Brown Derby mug filled with steaming hot, strong, black coffee.

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On aging, and liking it!

There is a little food for thought in the musings of someone getting a year older, I thought I would share it with you tonight. You might not think it’s very spiritual but the Apostle Paul does tell us in Philippians chapter 4, “I’ve learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances. I’m just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I’ve found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty. Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am.”

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, and my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I’ve aged, I’ve become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I’ve become my own friend. I don’t chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70’s, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love, I will.  I will walk the beach in a swimsuit that is stretched over an imperfect body despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things. Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a car hits somebody’s beloved pet? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched onto my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don’t question myself anymore. I’ve even earned the right to be wrong. I like being older. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it).

Merry Christmas!

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What is it about a Christmas Tree?

I am watching “The Sound of Music”, a personal tradition with me at Christmas time, and I am feeling a little sentimental. As the beautiful music is playing and my Christmas tree lights are blinking I feel the same emotion I feel as I am watching the tree lighting ceremony from Times Square or I listen to the old Christmas carols such as “Hark the Herald Angels Sing”, “O Come All Ye Faithful”, or “Joy to the world, the Lord has come”. The tears rise up in my chest the way they did tonight as I listened to young, innocent children singing the grand old carols at their Christmas program, loudly proclaiming that we should “Go tell it on the mountain!” I hear people complain that merchants put up the Christmas decorations earlier every year, and to that I say, “So what?” Every day the Christmas tree stands is a day we are proclaiming to the world that we still celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ! OK, I realize that merchants are only trying to get buying gifts early on everyone’s mind so that their merchandise moves out faster, again I say, So what John 12:32 says, “And I, if I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all peoples to Myself.” Jesus was telling them how He would die, lifted up, crucified on a tree, this would draw all men to Him. Granted, it wasn’t a sweeping pine with branches decorated with lights, but a cross, made from the wood of a tree, but that old rugged cross had on it the brightest Light the world would ever see, Jesus Christ! John 8:12 Jesus once again addressed them: “I am the world’s Light. No one who follows me stumbles around in the darkness. I provide plenty of light to live in.”

In this household, several years ago, it had been a year with a lot of trouble surrounding us, which caused us much angst. I needed something to raise my spirits, so when it came time to get our tree I went out and bought a great big 9-foot tall tree and decorated it to the hilt! When the New Year’s Day Rose Parade started, my usual time to think about undressing the tree, I simply could not do it. I decided to leave it up a few extra days. That few extra days turned into the tree still standing there as Valentine’s Day approached, so I decorated it with red hearts and flowers and little pieces of candy. Easter was coming early that year, we decorated it with brightly colored Easter eggs, crosses, symbols of the resurrection, following that it was decorated with spring and summer flowers. The tree stood there in its place until late September. Were we honoring the tree? Did the tree have any special significance? No, to me it stands as a sign that Jesus came into the world and He would bring us joy and peace if we would only allow Him to do so! Luke 2:2-14 Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying: “ Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”

Don’t fret over the commercialization of Christmas, whether the world realizes it or not they are helping us celebrate the Reason for the Season, Jesus Christ! He is the brightest light we will ever know; so I say, “Shine on O Lord, our Lord!” Merry Christmas blessings!

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On painting my Barn

With my birthday coming up this month I got to thinking about doing some work on what I lovingly call “the Barn”, in case you don’t catch it I’m talking about myself! Several years ago I had decided to make a change, right after my birthday so when my children left the house to have dinner with their dad I got out the hair clippers and shaved my head, I put on the sock-hat I had bought specifically for this having planned it ahead of time. The shock on their faces when they came home was too funny and then I had to face everyone else I knew with this bald head and remembered the scripture, 1Corinthians 11:15 But if a woman has long hair, it is a glory to her; for her hair is given to her for a covering. I did wonder if I had made a big mistake, too late then, however it was something I had wanted to do since I was about 10 years old and saw the movie, starring Ingrid Bergman, about the life of Joan of Arc, the French religious icon and war heroine, whose head was shaved. I wanted to be the heroine that “saved the day” but being burned at the stake was definitely not part of the plan! Americans spend over $7 billion a year on beauty products! If I am pointing my finger at you that means I have three pointing back at myself and I am guilty for real. There is $10 billion spent on cosmetic surgery and this fact was dated from when gas was almost $5 a gallon! Why do we feel the need to do this? 2Corinthians 10:12 “But they, measuring themselves by themselves, and comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise.” When I was young people would say they bought a new car or house because they wanted to “keep up with the Joneses”, not a pun on “keeping up with the Kardashians” which are actually relatives of the Mushegans, but it meant everyone wanted to be better than their neighbor, which put social and financial pressure on the average family. I heard a young, attractive lady saying she needed to earn money for a “boob job” because (here she rattled off a list of her friends and acquaintances who had the procedure) she felt it was something everyone did and you had to do it to look good. Where are our priorities? What about worrying about the condition of your “heart”?

God sent the prophet to anoint a new King for Israel, after several handsome young men had been dismissed the prophet wondered why, 1Samuel 16:7 But GOD told Samuel, “Looks aren’t everything. Don’t be impressed with his looks and stature. I’ve already eliminated him. GOD judges persons differently than humans do. Men and women look at the face; GOD looks into the heart.” While my head was shaved I put bleach on it and between that and the hair that was naturally turning, my head was a glorious, shining silver! I’ve had it long, short, colored, uncolored, at times worn too much and other times too little make-up, but when the day is done and I look at myself in the mirror, it’s still just me. I realize that my outside changes with the seasons of my life but the inside is the only thing that matters to God.

Let’s all go to the mirror, look straight into our own eyes and ask this question, “Are you beautiful on the inside?” Zechariah 2:8 “For thus says the LORD of hosts: “He sent Me after glory, to the nations which plunder you; for he who touches you touches the apple of His eye.” We are the apple of His eye? We are special and beautiful to Him and as I see it, who else matters?

Time for me to start over!

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Tacky Sweaters and Christmas (what does this mean?)

What’s with the “tacky sweater” thing? The year I turned fourteen on Christmas my gift was a “bulky knit” red sweater and I thought it was divine. In the eighties the sweaters had giant shoulder pads in them, I was never a fan of those and would take them out, but that made the shoulders droop because of the extra material put in to hold up the shoulder pads. I felt like it made me look like a linesman for the Green Bay Packers, not my favorite look! My son came in tonight and had bought a tacky sweater to wear to a business party, with a dress shirt and a tie! Wow, what has the world of fashion come to? I’m thinking that on the night Jesus was born in Bethlehem the Angels probably didn’t have shoulder pads in their celestial robes in front of their wings, and also pretty certain that they weren’t wearing tacky sweaters.

Luke 2: 8-14 There were sheepherders camping in the neighborhood. They had set night watches over their sheep. Suddenly, God’s angel stood among them and God’s glory blazed around them. They were terrified. The angel said, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here to announce a great and joyful event that is meant for everybody, worldwide: A Savior has just been born in David’s town, a Savior who is Messiah and Master. This is what you’re to look for: a baby wrapped in a blanket and lying in a manger.” At once the angel was joined by a huge angelic choir singing God’s praises: Glory to God in the heavenly heights, Peace to all men and women on earth who please him.

No hidden meaning or wise words here, just wanting to say that while we are having fun and enjoying the Christmas Holidays let us remember that Jesus is the Reason for the Season, and if you need a place and a reason to wear a tacky sweater, come to our Christmas concert on the 17th, I would love to see you there!

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All I want for Christmas is…

The year I lost my two front teeth some of the kids at church laughed and sang the song “All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth”. I don’t remember if I got my wish, pretty sure I didn’t!

The year I turned 10 all I wanted was a “Bride Doll” and a diary that had a lock and a key. I don’t remember what secrets I intended to lock inside that pink “leather” diary, but I was never so proud of anything as I was of those two gifts.

The year I turned 16 all I wanted was a place for our family to live. My family moved to Atlanta along with my mother’s two brothers and their families and we all lived under one roof, twelve of us, in a house with one bathroom! Who cares? We had lots of laughter!

The year I was going to turn 21 my dearest friend and aunt had an automobile collision on the eighteenth of December that was nearly fatal. All I wanted was for her to live and when the doctors said she would never walk again, I wanted her to be able to walk. That is also the year I felt real grown-up love for someone and no matter what or who life brings, it is the love I have never forgotten, and most important, I received the full experience of the Holy Ghost in my life. I got my wish as God healed my Aunt’s legs against all odds with the doctors saying the bones were too crushed and that one leg was measuring more than an inch shorter than the other, she was in a body cast from the waist down. I had one of my dreams and “saw” her up and walking wearing red high-heeled shoes over the casts! I told her about the dream because I knew it meant she would be healed. It wasn’t long before the doctors put “boots” on the feet of her casts and she bravely got up and learned to walk on those casted legs so that she could cook and care for her husband and small son. She was released from the hospital, and by the time my 22nd birthday came she was pregnant with her daughter!

I married one week before my 23rd birthday and from that marriage two most wonderful children were born and now I have two grandchildren.

What do I want for my birthday now? My flesh would ask for a “time machine” to go back and visit some of those “birthdays past”. That won’t happen, but as long as we have the gift of memory, we can visit any time period of our life.

There are times that I would rather forget than remember and if there are things you would rather forget, look to this scripture:  Psalm 103: 12 He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west.

So what do I want for my Christmas/Birthday this year?

I want to experience honest, stomach hurting laughter, feel love that isn’t conditional, and be with people that live their lives with truth. A scripture that sums up how I feel is a description of God’s own emotion: Proverbs 6:16-19 There are six things the Lord hates—no, seven things he detests: haughty eyes, a lying tongue, hands that kill the innocent, a heart that plots evil, feet that race to do wrong, a false witness who pours out lies, a person who sows discord in a family.

Finally, I want to be the best person I can be, so my birthday wish would be: Psalm 139:23-24 Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts: And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

I close by giving you my wish in the words of a song: “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me, let there be peace on earth, the peace that was meant to be, with God as our Father, brothers all are we, let me walk with my brother in perfect harmony.” Merry Christmas!

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