All posts by Kathie Whitestone Thompson

Follower of Yeshua. Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother. Some call me a teacher. Some say I'm a prayer warrior. A few accredit me with some writing skills. Me? I say I'm a work in slow progress, looking for perfection in eternity and until then having all the holy fun I know how.
2024, A Quick Hello, Hebrews

Cycles

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Life is a cycle

We repeat it day after day, each day is closely related, doing the same things. We eat, we sleep, we go to jobs, we do jobs at home, we eat, we sleep, and the cycle repeats. On occasions, vacations come along and our cycle gets a little wall-eyed but it’s still a cycle. More often than not we like our cycles. We want them to go on and on, especially with those we love who cycle with us. Some cycles have more rounds than others and as the cycles increase we wonder how few or more we have remaining. 

It is appointed unto man once to die and then comes the judgment of how we have managed our cycle.

28 So Christ was once offered to bear the sins of many; and unto them that look for him shall he appear the second time without sin unto salvation.

 

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Until next time, holy hugs, Kathie

2024, A Quick Hello, Gospel of Matthew, Pictures

The Gate

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I came across this on Facebook and just have to preserve it here for our edification.
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No complaints here. . .

13 “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14 But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it. Matthew 7

Amazed that The Gate was opened at all to me, 

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Until next time, holy hugs, Kathie 

2024, Gospel of John

Happy Birthday, Momma

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Some believe when you’re dead – you’re dead. Nothing more. We live. We die. That’s it.

My Mother was born 100 years ago today. One hundred years. She has been gone from this mortal life as we know it for 15 years. She didn’t make it here until her 85th birthday anniversary.

And I sit here today especially missing her.

One hundred years. Such a short time for someone as beautiful as her. I can still see her smile. And seeing her smile gives me one too.

So I am not going to remember her with sadness today. Because I and she are two people who believe that when you leave mortal life here you open your eyes somewhere else.
Because we never die IF we have ever LIVED.

And I could end this here but I won’t because someone somewhere just might want to know what she means if we have ever lived we never die.

There is one who can answer that. His NAME is JESUS.

John 11: 25 Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: 
26 And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?

Well, do you?
Mother and I do.
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These are two of my favorite pictures of my Momma. One, so young, so in love with my Daddy; and two, still young even in her mid-seventies, still beautiful, and still smiling. 
And this is me, some weeks ago,  me_n

Until Next time, holy hugs, Kathie