Before healing others, heal yourself

He is Able to Keep. December 4, 2014

I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep what I have committed to Him 2 Timothy 1:12 New King James Version
When we become Christians just as Christ is our King, so too are we servants. As such we make a prayerful commitment to serve where He guides us. Making that commitment we have faith that He will provide the opportunities and tools to complete the task He has assigned for us to do. It need not be a huge commitment to serve as a missionary overseas, it may be a commitment in our communities like volunteering at hospitals or schools or other numerous opportunities.
A commitment to Jehovah is a commitment of service. Joseph- Anthony: Green
Another aspect is the daily commitment to serve in small ways like saying a kind word to a server at a restaurant or giving up your seat to an elderly riser on the bus and multiple other ways throughout the day.
“The stream of spontaneous acts of Godly kindness carries us to the sea of contentment and peace.” Constance Hurst-Howard
The benefit to you of course is the joy it brings to your heart. Of course there are many ingrates out there who will not have the decency to say thank you but keep in mind you are doing it for Christ’s praise, not the praise of others.
Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13New King James Version
Prayer: Please Jehovah Chanan (God is gracious) bless me with opportunities to be as gracious to others today as You have been gracious to me. I humbly request this in the name of my beloved gracious king Jesus Christ. Amen.

May the sunshine of Jesus sweet love bless you today and every day


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Wait For His Timing


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And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light.(source)


The grand instructor, time.


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I heard that God’s name is supposed to be “Yahweh.” Why do people call him “Jehovah” instead? One sect, the Jehovah’s Witnesses, has even used this word in its name.


In Hebrew the name of God is spelled YHWH. Since ancient Hebrew had no written vowels, it is uncertain how the name was pronounced originally, but there are records of the name in Greek, which did have written vowels. These records indicate that in all likelihood the name should be pronounced “Yahweh.”

Shortly before the first century A.D., it became common for Jews to avoid saying the divine name for fear of misusing it and breaking the second commandment (“You shall not take the name of the Lord, your God, in vain,” Dt 5:11). Whenever they read Scripture aloud and encountered the divine name, they substituted another Hebrew word, “Adonai” (which means “Lord” or “my Lord”), in its place.

Eventually Hebrew developed written vowels, which appeared as small marks called vowel points and were placed above and below the consonants of a word. In the sixth or seventh century some Jews began to place the vowel points for “Adonai” over the consonants for “Yahweh” to remind the reader of Scripture to say “Adonai” whenever he read “Yahweh.”

About the 13th century the term “Jehovah” appeared when Christian scholars took the consonants of “Yahweh” and pronounced it with the vowels of “Adonai.” This resulted in the sound “Yahowah,” which has a Latinized spelling of “Jehovah.” The first recorded use of this spelling was made by a Spanish Dominican monk, Raymundus Martini, in 1270.

Interestingly, this fact is admitted in much Jehovah’s Witness literature, such as their Aid to Bible Understanding (p. 885). This is surprising because Jehovah’s Witnesses loathe the Catholic Church and have done everything in their power to strip their church of traces of Catholicism. Despite this, their group’s very name contains a Catholic “invention,” the name “Jehovah.”

Jehovah’s Witnesses blast orthodox Christendom for “hiding the name of God” by replacing “Jehovah” with “the Lord” whenever “Jehovah” appears in Scripture. They charge this is a Jewish “superstition” that dishonors God (which it does not). Yet their own organization has a name that was invented as a result of the same thinking that produced use of “the Lord.”



And he looked up and said, “I see people, but they look like trees, walking. (source)


Ambition destroys its possessor

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It is better to give than to receive


Some people give freely and gain more; others refuse to give and end up with less (source)


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CHRISTMAS IS COMING… November 23, 2014


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select certain cities to be places of refuge. Anyone who unintentionally kills another person may run to them. (source)


May the wind be always at your back


Everything is Possible (Posted by Don Merritt on November 23, 2014)


This one is from July 2, 2014:
 
Mark 9:14-29
Parallel Texts:  Matthew 17:14-20; Luke 9:37-43
When Jesus, Peter, James and John returned to the other disciples after the transfiguration, there was a dispute in progress; the teachers of the Law were arguing with the disciples. The people in the crowd see Jesus and come running to Him. “What are you arguing about” He asks, but before they could answer a man steps up and begs Jesus to help his son who was possessed by an impure spirit. Mark does not record for us what the argument was about.
The man goes into a fair amount of detail regarding his poor son’s plight, and tells Jesus that His disciples on the scene were unable to drive the demon out of the boy, and asks Jesus to do it. Jesus’ answer is puzzling:
“You unbelieving generation,” Jesus replied, “how long shall I stay with you? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy to me.”
Mark 9:19
Mark doesn’t elaborate on what Jesus was referring to here. When the spirit saw Jesus, it went wild within the boy.
Jesus asked the boy’s father, “How long has he been like this?”
“From childhood,” he answered. “It has often thrown him into fire or water to kill him. But if you can do anything, take pity on us and help us.”
“‘If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for one who believes.”
Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!”
Mark 9:21-24
The demon is going crazy in the boy, people are watching, nobody has answered his previous question, and yet Jesus seems as cool as a cucumber. That poor father tells Jesus of the horrors of the boy’s life, can you imagine what that must have been like? Then the man says something perfectly reasonable, but Jesus doesn’t seem to think so. “If you can do something.” Nobody else had been able, but Jesus isn’t just anybody else!
“‘If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for one who believes.” Everything is possible? Really? Do you believe that? Why am I so often told so much about what  can’t be done?
Well the man made a snap decision: He was going to believe; he even realized that he might need help moving forward, but he was going to start believing right then and there.
Jesus drove out the demon right then and there.
As I read this, I see that we have come face-to-face with one of those moments when we need to ask ourselves if we really believe that what we believe is really real.
Well, do we?
The disciples ask Jesus why they had been unable to drive this spirit out of the boy, and Jesus seems to give an almost nonchalant answer: “This kind can come out only by prayer.” I’ve read commentaries in which the author professes to know exactly what Jesus meant by that, but the text does not say. I am amazed by how much some people know sometimes about texts that don’t provide the information.

The LORD is responsible for this, and it is amazing for us to see (source)


A dream is reality which has yet to materialize


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2-1/2 ounces fresh green beans, trimmed
1/4 teaspoon white wine vinegar
1/8 teaspoon sugar
1/2 teaspoon finely minced red onion
1/8 clove garlic, finely minced
1/8 teaspoon Dijon mustard
1/8 teaspoon Spice Islands® Thyme
1/8 teaspoon Spice Islands® Sea Salt
1/8 teaspoon Spice Islands® Fine Grind Black Pepper
2-1/2 teaspoons Mazola® Corn Oil
2 teaspoons toasted sliced almonds
1 teaspoon grated Parmesan cheese


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To blanch beans, fill a large stock pot half-way with water. Leave enough room for the beans. Bring to a boil over high heat; add beans and return to a full boil. Boil beans 5 minutes. Drain beans and immediately place in large bowl filled with ice water. Let sit 3 minutes; drain thoroughly. Pat dry with paper towel. Set aside.
Whisk together vinegar, sugar, onion, garlic, mustard, thyme, salt and pepper in a mixing bowl. Whisk in 4 tablespoons oil slowly; set aside.
Heat 1 tablespoon oil in large nonstick skillet. Add beans and saute 3 three minutes. Add vinaigrette; stir beans to coat and saute an additional 3 minutes or until heated through. Transfer beans to serving platter; top with almonds and Parmesan cheese. Serve immediately.


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A higher purpose Nov15 by Cristian Mihai

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“Make choices that reflect your hopes, not your fears.” – Nelson Mandela

I often tell people that the few months I spent writing and posting my stories on Wattpad were the happiest I have yet to live. I have made the decision to see only the nostalgic beauty of those moments and not the absurd struggle.

Don’t you feel that sometimes we try so hard to turn real life into art? To turn our past into a story that could never be true? A story that is either better or worse than anything “real.”

The truth is that during those months I was barely surviving. I had just enough not to die. I had no friends, no life outside the one I was building with every story I wrote. Art offered me an escape from the cruel reality of being no one in particular. I was still invisible, but I didn’t care.

It didn’t take the pain away, it just made me feel as if some things were more important than pain. Or fear. Or death.

It is said that you don’t know what you really believe in until you’re willing to die for it. I say it’s the other way around. What we love most demands of us that we live, that we try to change the world according to this belief.

There was a time when writing was all I had…

Ever since I was thirteen I believed that I was meant to be a writer, that it was my inexorable destiny to become one. No matter what. Yeah, I gave up countless times, but I never lost hope. Such a powerful drug; hope. I always knew I would return to my stories and characters…

Maybe it’s delusional to think like this; that you have a higher purpose, that you were born in order to accomplish something. But in our darkest moments we tell ourselves that, over and over again, and somehow it makes us feel better. The world can’t stop us.

But then again, how many people choose to embrace an illusion? How many people see the world for what it is? How do you even see the world in an objective manner?

If I could give people something truly meaningful, I’d offer them the ability to pursuit their biggest dream with unflinching determination. I’d give them the heart to follow this dream to the end of the world. No matter what. Because, honestly, there’s no other battle quite like it.

Right now you’re the only ones who can allow me to pursuit my dream, and for this… I can’t even express how grateful I am. And ashamed that this is the situation, ashamed that there’s no one else. My parents haven’t been able to support me for quite some time now.

I gambled everything in order to fulfill my dream of becoming a writer. I’m not really good at anything else. Maybe I’m not even good at this. Who knows?

What I do know is that the campaign is $439 from reaching its goal. Hannah and Brock were our latest contributors.

The offer still stands, if anyone’s interested. Contributors of $25 or more get one blog post re-blogged. On top of any perk they might select from the campaign page. Contributors of any amount get to know how great I think they are. In any case, there are only 34 hours left to make it happen, and you can contribute here.


You increase my greatness, And comfort me on every side.(source)


Greatfully


Butterflies come to pretty flowers