Resolutions for the New Year are swirling through my head. For me, it is important to make sure that my resolutions count and will be followed. Don't want to hurriedly make ones that will drop by the wayside in a few weeks. My resolutions need to center on improving my heart to see life as it really should be seen, through God's heart.
Lord, please give Me a Heart to See
▸ a light in the darkness
▸ laughter from deep within an anguished cry
▸ a smile upon a face blanketed by a frown
▸ innocence upon the sheets of evil doing
▸ a twinkle in the eyes of blindness
▸ genuine prayer kneeling before an atheistic altar
▸ truth’s cancellation of deceit’s documents
▸ exquisite packages wrapped in newsprint and tied with string
▸ You Lord, even when my faith wavers and the way is rough
Please Lord, in 2013, give Me a HEART that sees the Desires of Your Heart.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Friday, December 28, 2012
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
To Be Like the Christmas Candle
Monday, December 17, 2012
Dog's Christmas Rules
1. Be especially patient with your humans at this time as they may appear to be more stressed-out than usual.
2. When they come home with large bags of things called gifts, do not assume all the gifts are for you.
3. Be tolerant if your humans put decorations on you as they get pleasure out of seeing how you look with fake antlers.
4.
They may bring a large tree home, set it up, and cover it with lights
and decorations. Bizarre as it may seem, it is an important human
ritual, so you need to know: (a) don't go to bathroom on the tree, (b)
don't drink water in the container holding the tree, (c) control your
tail when near tree, (d) if there are packages under the tree, even ones
that smell interesting or have your name on them, don't rip them open,
and (e) don't chew on the cord running from the hole in the wall to the
tree.
5. Your humans may occasionally
invite strangers to come visit during this season. The parties can be
fun, but call for some discretion by you: (a) not all strangers
appreciate kisses, (b) don't eat off the buffet table, (c) beg subtly
for goodies, (d) be pleasant, even when strangers sit on your sofa, and
(e) don't drink out of glasses left sitting around.
6.
Likewise, your humans may take you visiting. Here your manners will
also be important: (a) observe all the rules in #4 for trees, with #4a
particularly important, (b) respect animals and their territory in the
house you are visiting, (c) tolerate children, and (d) turn on your
charm big time.
7. A chubby man with a
white beard and a very loud laugh may emerge from your fireplace in the
middle of the night, DON'T BITE HIM!!
Friday, December 14, 2012
Proverb of the Bird
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Loving The Word
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
When Alone
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Reindeer Performance
Wishing you PRE-Christmas fun with the
Sounds of Christmas Reindeer choir/orchestra
conducted by Old St. Nick.
Just click on "Sounds of Christmas" above,
and be sure to adjust your volume for listening.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Montgomery Ward Icon
Guess
my mind is running wild this week on things that are a part of
Christmas tradition (in a few days I will focus on the real reason for
the season but still being a child at heart, please allow me the
liberties to rant). I got to thinking of that little deer that heads
Santa's "flying unit". Cute little guy who has never completely grown up
(kinda like me).
I
love Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer. Many people probably aren't aware
that "Rudy" only goes back to the early-to-mid 20th century. His
character began as an attempt to promote a chain of department stores.
In fact, he was born the same year that I was (oh no, just revealed my
age! Come to think of it, he's just a baby, not old at all. lol). His
birth year: 1939.
The
large department store chain, Montgomery Ward, had been giving away
coloring books every Christmas for years, and decided it was time to
produce its promotional give-away inhouse. Robert L. May, who worked at
Ward's as an advertising copywriter, was commissioned to write a story
for young readers - the result: Rudolph. Robert May's character was a
result of his own childhood experiences; the story of a picked-on kid
who made good, prospering as a result of the very attribute the others
made fun of.
Thus Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer became an icon among Christmas traditions. I LOVE RUDOLPH, don't you?
Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
had a very shiny nose
and if you ever saw it
you would even say it glows.
All of the other reindeer
used to laugh and call him names
they never let poor Rudolph
join in any reindeer games.
Then one foggy Christmas eve
Santa came to say:
"Rudolph with your nose so bright
won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"
Then how the reindeer loved him
as they shouted out with glee
"Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
you'll go down in history."
had a very shiny nose
and if you ever saw it
you would even say it glows.
All of the other reindeer
used to laugh and call him names
they never let poor Rudolph
join in any reindeer games.
Then one foggy Christmas eve
Santa came to say:
"Rudolph with your nose so bright
won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"
Then how the reindeer loved him
as they shouted out with glee
"Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
you'll go down in history."
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Christmas Star
Poinsettias
are such beautiful accessories for the holiday season. I always find
myself filling my home with these beauties, which is most appropriate
because poinsettias are called "Christmas Stars" by many.
These flowery shrubs (yes, they were originally known as shrubs) began association with Christmas in 16th century Mexico. Legend tells of a young girl who was too poor to provide a gift for the celebration of Jesus' birthday. An angel came to the child and encouraged her to gather weeds from the roadside, then place them in front of the church altar. Miraculously, crimson "blossoms" sprouted from the weeds, turning into beautiful poinsettias. 17th century Franciscan monks in Mexico started including the plants in their Christmas celebrations. Today, we just can't do without a few "Christmas stars" in our holiday decor. It's called Celebrating Jesus, just as it happened centuries ago.
These flowery shrubs (yes, they were originally known as shrubs) began association with Christmas in 16th century Mexico. Legend tells of a young girl who was too poor to provide a gift for the celebration of Jesus' birthday. An angel came to the child and encouraged her to gather weeds from the roadside, then place them in front of the church altar. Miraculously, crimson "blossoms" sprouted from the weeds, turning into beautiful poinsettias. 17th century Franciscan monks in Mexico started including the plants in their Christmas celebrations. Today, we just can't do without a few "Christmas stars" in our holiday decor. It's called Celebrating Jesus, just as it happened centuries ago.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
A Place to Unwind
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Blow Wind...Upon Us
Monday, November 26, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Thankful
Monday, November 19, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Why Do You Judge Me?
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Not Everything Is As It First Seems
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Sweet 16
Friday, November 9, 2012
The Pot & the Kettle
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Seek His Path
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Friday, November 2, 2012
A Duck Revelation
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Is "Oranger" a Word?
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Acts of Caring..
Monday, October 29, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
The Shepherd & His Sheep
Friday, October 26, 2012
A Tale of the Talebearers
I love fairy tales. Yes, I know they aren't true
but there is something about the stories that make one connect them to
real life. (Probably being an only child prompted my thinking this way).
Well, I got to thinking (again) of what it would be like to read a
modern-day tale, so thought I'd try my hand at writing one. Remember it
won't be magical like the oldies (unfortunately we don't have much
"magic" going on nowadays).
The Five Stepsisters
A Tale of the Talebearers
according to Karen Hopper
Once
upon a time, there were five horribly insensitive stepsisters who
regularly attended a church where the Spirit of God desired to freely
move in the midst of its people. These sisters didn't seem to relish
being in His presence and focused more on their own agenda, being
carried away by jealousy and merciless tale bearing; therefore they
found fault in the people whose only desire was to serve the King as
best they could.
Due to the
idleness of these sisters’ days, and the time spent on the telephone
(yes, in this story there is a phone; remember this is a modern-day
tale), the sisters and their “birds of a feather” friends’ imaginations
would conjure up fabricated stories on the unsuspecting. It is said that
they did it in order to blind themselves of their shortcomings.
Unfortunately, these treacherous ones would visit with one another on a
regular, almost daily, basis – looking to find the slightest thing that
would allow the thought of something bad or unseemly. Even the littlest
thing would turn into a tidbit that would allow them to go about their
tattle-bearing and backbiting ways. In many circles, it was called
gossip.
Fortunately, the Lord’s people were able to distinguish the marks of these tale bearing sisters, and distanced themselves. Just in case you aren't aware: What were the distinctive marks labeling these five?
One sister had Big Eyes, which allowed her to search around looking for possible flaws in others, and then magnify each into a major offense against an unsuspecting soul. (It was usually her flaw but she couldn't see it, and would pass it on hoping that it would be moved from her so not to have to deal with it.)
Another sister was known for her Big Ears - ears to hear vile words that acted as a destroyer of a soul; never considering that what she heard may not be true but relishing it as a truth anyway. (And what if it was truth, should judgment be made by mortals under any circumstances? Isn't there only one designated to judge?)
Sister #3 had a Big Mouth to spread untruths, spewing out hateful words while pretending to be genuinely concerned about someone’s salvation and well being. (Wouldn't you think genuine concern would get Big Mouth on her knees to ask God to help that person who's struggling?)
Then there was Big Feet who always ran around spreading malicious tones as quickly as possible. Time reporting was always of the essence. God forbid that she would allow juicy gossip to get cold (Talebearer's motto: Be the first to report the fragility of another whether it be true or false.)
And never could the four other sisters have survived without their elder sister, Cold Heart. She was the kindred spirit that held them together through it all, and she was the one that they needed most. CH served as their leader well, and a reflection of the condition of her soul and that of her sisters.
Fortunately, the Lord’s people were able to distinguish the marks of these tale bearing sisters, and distanced themselves. Just in case you aren't aware: What were the distinctive marks labeling these five?
One sister had Big Eyes, which allowed her to search around looking for possible flaws in others, and then magnify each into a major offense against an unsuspecting soul. (It was usually her flaw but she couldn't see it, and would pass it on hoping that it would be moved from her so not to have to deal with it.)
Another sister was known for her Big Ears - ears to hear vile words that acted as a destroyer of a soul; never considering that what she heard may not be true but relishing it as a truth anyway. (And what if it was truth, should judgment be made by mortals under any circumstances? Isn't there only one designated to judge?)
Sister #3 had a Big Mouth to spread untruths, spewing out hateful words while pretending to be genuinely concerned about someone’s salvation and well being. (Wouldn't you think genuine concern would get Big Mouth on her knees to ask God to help that person who's struggling?)
Then there was Big Feet who always ran around spreading malicious tones as quickly as possible. Time reporting was always of the essence. God forbid that she would allow juicy gossip to get cold (Talebearer's motto: Be the first to report the fragility of another whether it be true or false.)
And never could the four other sisters have survived without their elder sister, Cold Heart. She was the kindred spirit that held them together through it all, and she was the one that they needed most. CH served as their leader well, and a reflection of the condition of her soul and that of her sisters.
Life
continued on. Each day, the five went about their business, never
desiring anything more than affix themselves on others impurities, or
thought-to-be impurities. Never once did they feel what they were saying
was wrong, always feeling justified in proclaiming the inadequacies in
others. Poor stepsisters! They continued to toil at tattling, tale
bearing, deceiving, backbiting and lying until it was their time to have
presence with the King. Excitedly, they received invitation to go to the Kingdom, where they expected to be rewarded for the labors they had amassed. Why, they had cleaned up
the messes that the pastors hadn't taken care of. My, how could a Man
of God be so blinded not to know the shortcomings of so many, the
sisters thought. It was their duty to take care of the business at hand
and do what they did best. The King would be proud of them, giving them
honor.
The day came when the
sisters entered into the presence of the King - and each was rewarded
according to their deeds - living UNHAPPILY ever after in a place
reserved for their kind.
THE END!
pictures: Disney copyrights
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