Archive for January, 2007

47,282,923 *Missing*

Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007

Take a look at this link with video clips of unborn babies in the womb. Then deny that they are human.

When does life begin for a baby? Whenever it is most convenient for a woman to say so? How can they even determine that? Life begins at conception and is a miracle none of us will truly understand on this earth.

Looking at the evidence of abortion, before, during and after, we find that everything about it screams out that is is agains God’s will. The pain and the agony of a woman in labor brings forth life but those experienced during an abortion brings forth death.

Who can look at the the precious life that the Holy Spirit has kindled in the womb and say “this is not human”? Unfortunatly, millions can, but they know in their hearts the truth. I pray that they will fall down on their knees and beg forgiveness sinning against God and destroying part of His creation.

Remember, that the value of human life is only found in God’s word. If we don’t measure human lives by that then they are worthless. Please make a stand for what you know is truth today.

In Christ,
Grace

Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you. Jeremiah 1:5

For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.
Psalm 139:14-16

Simple Post

Saturday, January 20th, 2007

What is your favorite dessert?

Mine is ice cream.

No, this isn’t my best effort to post. I should make more of an effort but I’m tired, and that was an excuse.

When I’m more inspired I’ll write about our time in Coloma today, and upcoming is a review of Parnassus on Wheels by Christopher Morley.

May God keep you this next week!

Grace

Water?

Saturday, January 13th, 2007

Where has all the water gone, long time passing?

Where has all the water gone, not so long time ago?

Oh where has all the water gone?

Gone to freeze in all the pipes, every drop!

When will it ever learn, when will it ever learn?

How ironic that on the day a few of us (me not included) are going to Coloma to reenact pioneers, the water chose to froze (freeze). The question is, is it frozen in just a few spots or all the way to the wellhead? Going to the wellhead is a dangerous and tough journey, requiring machetes and keeping a close eye out for mountain lions and pitfalls.

Of course, with Indiana Jones as my dad, I’m sure that he will be able to complete the quest for water with little trouble at all. Though, I’ve heard that the aborigines are going to be stirring quite soon, so I should warn him about that.

Life is so much easier with water. You get to make coffee— cook, wash, clean.

*Sigh*

Oh Well.

Graciebird

EDIT:All better now, after 20 minutes of unfreezing pipes which did NOT require a trip to the well.

All Glorious Within

Tuesday, January 9th, 2007

My heart is overflowing with a good theme;
I recite my composition concerning the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

2 You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.
3 Gird Your sword upon Your thigh, O Mighty One,
With Your glory and Your majesty.
4 And in Your majesty ride prosperously because of truth, humility, and righteousness;
And Your right hand shall teach You awesome things.
5 Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the King’s enemies;
The peoples fall under You.

6 Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of righteousness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
7 You love righteousness and hate wickedness;
Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You
With the oil of gladness more than Your companions.
8 All Your garments are scented with myrrh and aloes and cassia,
Out of the ivory palaces, by which they have made You glad.
9 Kings’ daughters are among Your honorable women;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.

10 Listen, O daughter,
Consider and incline your ear;
Forget your own people also, and your father’s house;
11 So the King will greatly desire your beauty;
Because He is your Lord, worship Him.
12 And the daughter of Tyre will come with a gift;
The rich among the people will seek your favor.

13 The royal daughter is all glorious within the palace;
Her clothing is woven with gold.
14 She shall be brought to the King in robes of many colors;
The virgins, her companions who follow her, shall be brought to You.
15 With gladness and rejoicing they shall be brought;
They shall enter the King’s palace.

16 Instead of Your fathers shall be Your sons,
Whom You shall make princes in all the earth.
17 I will make Your name to be remembered in all generations;
Therefore the people shall praise You forever and ever.

In Christ,
Grace

*Nibble, Nibble* Little Mouse

Monday, January 8th, 2007

I am not a nibbler by nature. Are you? The answer is either yes or no.

Nibblers. They nibble at cookies. They nibble at books. They nibble at different beliefs, professions, styles, friendships, places. It’s enough to drive any sane man crazy!

For heaven’s sake don’t be a nibbler!

Graciebird

Unnamed Poem

Monday, January 8th, 2007
Lord,
I sure am glad that you don’t judge us by what we’ve done,
or take us under wing by what we have to recommend us,
otherwise, I’d be lost.

Lord,
You know all my secrets, I cannot hide them or shun
life, though the shame presses in close to my heart,
covered o’er with frost.

Lord,
I don’t know why watching that wayward horse, tossing and turning,
brings to mind you and me,
do I defy your hand that much?

Lord,
Speak soft in my ear, cause I’m constantly learning,
but if it takes more to make me see,
then through your rod show me your loving touch.

In Christ,
Grace

Righteous Anger

Thursday, January 4th, 2007

There is no one dead, living or future, who hasn’t been or won’t be in their life angry, even Jesus.

Anger is a definite part of life. Walk into any household and I’m sure to find harsh words and strife, for good reasons and bad. Anger is a universal emotion and is recognizable even in a different language; I know when I am being yelled at.

Just because anger is so common, though, doesn’t classify it as bad. A lot of anger is bad and pointless, but that doesn’t make the thing itself evil. Some love can be as detrimental to my health as physically hurting myself. Love itself is not bad, but love that is not in accord with God and His law is. (Read this for a greater expansion on that thought.) What sort of anger is acceptable to display then?

Most anger around our house is pointless. Disgruntlement with a failed task. Hate directed toward a half teasing sibling. Anger with a responsibility that I really didn’t want. Innocent bystanders can see these things in their true light, but if they try to set me aright I’d probably jump on them, too. This sort of anger, though unpleasant, doesn’t usually have a long lasting effect on me, but it would be very easy to slip from there into the kind that does tear families apart and make wounds that last for years. Not to take daily anger lightly, Jesus says in 1 John 3:15, “Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer; and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him.” Dwell on that.

Perhaps, this is why some try to avoid any kind of anger. Maybe, they have a very bad temper and are afraid of opening the flood gates, but some things truly deserve my wrath, i.e., sin. God is angry with the wicked every day, and so must I. This confuses many people who have the idea that God is only love. Or that Jesus, as God of the New Testament, is different than the God of the Old Testament. How is it possible that God can both love and hate? Aren’t those opposites?

When Jesus came to earth as the perfect sacrifice He said that He came to fulfill the law, not do away with it. That fulfillment took place on the cross and now I am able to enter into God’s presence daily, because the blood of Christ covers me. But, if there were no salvation for my soul, then I would be hated by God for my sin and spend eternity in Hell.

The best example of God displaying righteous anger is that of Jesus with the moneychangers. He physically tossed the moneychangers out of the temple and overthrew their tables with a big bang! I’m sure that His disciples wondered what had come over the man, who talked of loving your neighbor and turning the other cheek. He definitely didn’t mean standing idly by when God’s laws are broken and His temple is desecrated.

Checking anger in my life is hard. I would hide myself in shame if someone were to recount to me all the times I behaved abominably around the house for absolutely no reason, (math isn’t a reason), then disciplined a little brother for throwing a fit. That makes me a hypocrite. Double whammy. Being Irish is no excuse, but I sure know that I didn’t have a saint for an ancestor. I don’t have any problem being angry when I hear stories of little girls being shot in school, though. That really deserves my hate. It’s easy to be angry and shocked at such incidents, but if those incidents happen every day in America, I would soon cease to be shocked. Just like it’s not so easy anymore to be shocked at abortion or sodomy. Well, I cannot don black for every baby killed, but I can never stop hating the thing that is consuming millions of little lives. I have to be careful here now, not to measure my sin with sin by saying, “this isn’t so very bad compared to this.” I must always judge all things by God’s law and firstly hate the sin in my own life, no matter how small, before anything else.

In Christ,
Grace

Hope for the New Year

Monday, January 1st, 2007

Am I the only one awake after a night of staying up till the clock struck twelve?
(Cinderella?) Yes I am, but I did not wake up at five this morning, thank you God.

I am, however, a sincere and true morning person, my performance peaks around eleven to twelve. Catch me at 8:30 p.m. and you will have one groggy and useless girl on your hands. The best thing to do with such a floppy character is put her to bed!

The people at the house I went to, though, are tough. Tougher than me. They lasted the whole day through church, AND a play practice, AND the party! If I had done that you would have to throw me in the garbage can, my ticker would have stopped ticking.

I did make it into the new year without falling asleep, I always do! I haven’t been to a more enjoyable new year’s party, (probably, because I’ve never attended one before), and I enjoyed kicking out the old year and beckoning in the new with fellow believers and friends. I think I might be more excited, however, about ending my dishes week and welcoming in one of my fellow sibling’s; I’ve never experienced a dishes week change on new years, either.

What I really enjoyed the most, though, was waking up this morning to enjoy a nice, hot, breakfast with coffee and the streaming sunlight.

So, what is this new year going to bring us? Unfortunately, I’m not a palm reader, so I can’t tell, but I can tell you that GOD is in control of everything. Believe that truth, hard though it is to swallow. He has numbered the hairs on my head, and whether I die or live, am loved or reviled, have blessings abound to me, or curses heaped on my head, if all others fall away, even those who I thought loved Him, I will remember that God has written all in the book of life. He planned it already before the beginning of time, and if I am His child I will stay steadfast in the belief that everything is done for my greater good, even when I don’t see the connection. If the pain of a rejection hurts, then love will be even greater and deeper when it is finally reawakened. And if it never is? Then maybe that person was in the way of my loving God to my fullest extent.

This is hope. It is one of the most wonderful gifts that God gave us. The first is, of course, His Son. We can find nothing else to hold onto on dark nights, in tribulations, during weary days, other than hope in God. He does not dissapoint us.

In Christ and blessings for the new year!

Grace