Just Saying

Matthew Henry. I often read his writings when I am preparing for Sunday School.

About Acts 6 He opined this:The preachers were beaten, threatened, and abused, and yet the people received their doctrine, invited, no doubt, thereto by their wonderful patience and cheerfulness under their trials, which convinced men that they were borne up and carried on by a better spirit than their own.

Henry, M. (1994). Matthew Henry’s commentary on the whole 
Bible:Complete and unabridged in one volume (2086). 
Peabody: Hendrickson.

Immediately I was convicted. “Patience and cheerfulness under their trials” convinced others to believe their doctrine.

Patience and cheerfulness under trial. 

Should I, should we, draw from this that our complaining, negative talking, irritated, bellyaching about our trials (or should I say our daily inconveniences in comparison) are leading others to disbelieve our doctrine?   

Perhaps we would better serve our fellow man if we chose to either fully identify with JESUS and give Him praise even in our trials; or tell no one that we are Christians. 

It’s a bonus day! :)

Kathie

Milk Bottles

Two friends would like your prayers: 
Bev (surgery 4.22) 
Melinda (healing from a fall)

Today. 

I walked passed our bed; it was unmade; ah it’s 2:45 just leave it. No, not going to do it; beds sleep better when the wrinkles of the night before have been smoothed away. So I did. img_7042

And now I’m here, telling on myself. :)

I started my day earlier than usual. A good thing. Then I derailed myself. Dreaming. VRBO.com  I started out with a valid purpose looking for away-from-home lodgings and then my looking went AWOL! That’s how the bed was still unmade at 2:45. At first I was discouraged, telling myself look at all that time you wasted dreaming about stuff that’s not gonna happen. Nope! Not going there. Father, You can do anything! And if You will these dreams can be and will be real. And if not, all is still well.

Earlier it was raining. Now the sun is shining. The house is mostly quiet except for the sound of the washer; late but not too late to start a load of towels. 

So what’s all this rambling? 

Start where you are. The milk is spilled. We can’t put it back in the bottle but we can clean it up and pour a new glass whatever time of day it is! 

21 But in my mind I keep returning to something,
something that gives me hope —
22 that the grace of Adonai is not exhausted,
that his compassion has not ended.
23 [On the contrary,] they are new every morning!
How great your faithfulness!
24 Adonai is all I have,” I say;
“therefore I will put my hope in him.  [source Lamentations 3 CJB]

Again I say start where you are.
The milk is spilled.
We can’t put it back in the bottle but we can clean it up and pour a new glass whatever time of day it is! 

. . .  Indeed, the “right time” is now. Today is the day of salvation. [source 2 Corinthians 6:2 NLT]

To paraphrase: right now is the time to save this day!
Fret not about what was but start right now to redeem what is! 

Perhaps I’m not the only one who really likes this! I am helped. I am smiling! Big! :)

You should too. JESUS loves you. And you can start again right now!

Pass the milk, please! :)

Until Next Time ~ ~ ~ Kathie
Your Prayer requests welcomed

Day 113
253 days remaining after today.

Black, White and Red

Tuesday’s post A Little Color amused me as I recently labeled myself a black and white girl. I like black and white! Even though bold sunsets and landscapes bursting bright with color delight my eyes and thrill my soul, still I’m a black and white girl. Shall I explain?

Life is pretty much black and white for me; naturally there are exceptions but over all it’s black and white for me. Not much gray.

In this culture of political correctness and certain demands for tolerance – that gives me a chuckle. Know why? Because the one demanding tolerance is exhibiting no tolerance by the very act of demanding tolerance. I told you. Life is pretty much black and white to me.

There’s right and there’s wrong. There’s sin. There’s righteousness. Take your pick. And I do. I wish I could say I always pick white (Righteousness) but I don’t. Scripture is true.

 “The heart is more deceitful than anything else and mortally sick. Who can fathom it?  Jeremiah 17:9  (CJB) 

In GOD’s economy, a black heart is not what you want. A mortally sick soul that chooses evil over good is deadly. But that’s the black and white of it. We are either in Christ or we are not. (See Romans 8:8-10. Click HERE.) Daily, moment by moment we either choose to sin or not to sin. It’s that black and white. And what’s sin and what’s not sin? Well, that’s black and white for me too. The answers are in the BOOK. It’s all there laid out for us to read, learn and heed.

What can I say this black and white girl is so very grateful for the red, red blood of Jesus. Because of this Living Savior, because of His Spirit within more and more I can choose right over wrong.

Yep this girl likes the starkness of black and white looking through RED because it makes choices a whole lot easier! 

Until Next Time ~ ~ ~ Kathie
Your Prayer requests welcomed

Day 111
255 days remaining after today.