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A Speeding Ticket Lesson

Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many months. How could a guy get caught so often?
When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.

Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who happened to be a little eager to get home after a long day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow.

Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday, a man he’d never seen in uniform.

“Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this.”

“Hello, Jack.” No smile.

“Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and kids.”

“Yeah, I guess.” Bob seemed uncertain. Good.

“I’ve seen some long days at the office lately. I’m afraid I bent the rules a bit – just this once.”

Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. “Diane said something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. Know what I mean?”

“I know what you mean. I also know that you have a reputation in our precinct.” Ouch. This was not going in the right direction. Time to change tactics.

“What’d you clock me at?”

“Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?”

“Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I saw you. I was barely nudging 65.” The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket.

“Please, Jack, in the car”

Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door. Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He was in no rush to open the window.

The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad.

Why hadn’t he asked for a driver’s license?

Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays before Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the door jerked his head to the left. There was Bob, a folded paper in hand. Jack rolled down the window a mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip.

“Thanks.” Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice.

Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack watched his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the sheet of paper. How much was this one going to cost?

Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke?

Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:

“Dear Jack,

Once upon a time, I had a daughter. She was six when killed by a car. You guessed it – a speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his daughters, all three of them. I had only one, and I’m going to have to wait until Heaven before I can ever hug her again.

A thousand times I’ve tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be careful, Jack, my son is all I have left.

-Bob”

Jack turned around in time to see Bob’s car pull away and head down the road. Jack watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.

~ Author Unknown ~

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My little girl, Chloe, was hospitalized Friday/Sat morning to the hospital.  They have ran all sorts of tests, but aren’t sure what’s going on.  Friday night they did everything from cat scans, brain scans, to a spinal tap and tons of blood work etc… but still can’t pin down the problem.  They’re now treating her heavily with antibiotics and her fever is down, but she’s still a sick little girl.  We would really appreciate any and all prayers.

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Which one will you choose to be in life?

Which one will you choose to be in life?

Grandmother says… Carrots, Eggs, or Coffee; “Which are you?”

A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.

Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?”

“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.

She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it.

After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. “What’s the point,grandmother?”

Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity–boiling water–but each reacted differently.

The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.

“Which are you?” she asked her granddaughter.

“When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”

Think of this: Which am I?

Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?

Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.

When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?

—AUTHOR UNKNOWN —

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I love the LORD because he hears my voice and my prayer for mercy.  Because he bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath!  Psalm 116:1, 2

Such a special word!   So much amazing comfort in 2 small verses.  Does this touch you that way too?

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Below is a post from Facebook by a friend and pastor that I know.  He speaks the truth in such an easy to understand and plain way that I felt the desperate need to share this with all of you too.  

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This is long but the Lord told me to post this today… so I am doing so. This comes after listening to Cornelius Lindsey‘s message again last night and a long night of just hearing God share some things with me. This is for many of you… likely even most who will take the time to read it.

The most heralded message to the Christian believer today is on having faith. Many churches preach it constantly… turn on Christian Television and preacher after preacher is telling you how to increase that faith. There are books we purchase and read… read the Bible a little bit more, listen to some more preaching, give more money, just jump out there and give as they build up your emotions with great sounding words and promises of crazy increases. The music plays a happy song or that Hammond organ plays just the right rift and folks start really feeling it! The problem is… none of that stuff is what grows and truth be told… most of the mess called faith today is rejected by God.

We expend and are taught to expend much of our faith on material things often with the mindset of a child that as parents we scold because everything thing to them is “MINE, MINE, MINE!” Want a new car… have enough faith! That bigger house you dream of… have enough faith! Looking for that perfect man or woman… sow that seed of faith! Your kids and Uncle Bob are on the path to hell… sow that salvation seed into this ministry and God has to honor that seed! So much silliness out there being taught and so many buy into the mess because let’s be honest… it appeals to our greedy little foul hearts. We have made it about gain with studying… gain with giving… gain with about everything else except the gain Scripture speaks of and that is GODLINESS with CONTENTMENT is GREAT GAIN.

Great gain isn’t that fancy car, bigger house, or large holdings in bank accounts. Great gain is being godly with contentment meaning… He is enough and I am content be it with little or be it with much. Anything else (and I am saying this regardless of the fact that many of you follow this mess) is FALSE teaching… heresy.

True faith comes from having an intimate relationship with God. When we look at Scripture and the men like , Abraham, … A man of great faith and great wealth. Then we look at other men of that same great faith like Elijah… yet there is nothing that leads anyone to believe or assume that he had very much at all wealth wise. These were men that Scripture says… “they walked with God.” Always walking with Him… Elijah we know as a man that prayed diligently. Constantly seeing things through truly spiritual eyes. Wealth wasn’t the gauge of their great faith… it was their relationship with God. All those spoke of in Hebrews 11… even those wandering around in caves who were destitute, poor, and without but yet still they refused to forsake their Savior.

Think of the disciples… men who decided that they would follow Jesus. They saw miracle after miracle and yet when the wind blew and the boat started to rock and roll… WAKE UP JESUS they cried! He wakes up and then tells them… your faith is so small. I can hear their minds too… “WHAT! We follow you don’t we? Everywhere You go we’re right there with you!” But then look at what they said when the storm ceases… “what manner of man is this that even the wind and the sea obey Him? They knew Jesus… but they still didn’t KNOW Him. Ministering right along side of Jesus… blind seeing, deaf hearing, lame walking, leprosy disappearing, feeding thousands on very little… and they still didn’t know really who Jesus was. Is it any different with most of us today?

We don’t know Him because we still don’t get what Jesus was telling us in Luke 14. “If you want to be My disciple then you must love Me more than mom, dad, wife, kids, even your own self. Get rid of your possessions (because be real… you possess them because at the end of the day they possess you) and come… follow Me. ”

When you love someone it is almost impossible for someone to drag you away from that someone’s presence. You share everything with them in your life… telling them all about you… your ambitions, dreams, desires. You bend those things, even giving them up just to find a common ground with that person so that your goals and the others goal can work alongside each other so that you can share the rest of your life with this person. The thought of them never being around again causes your brain to malfunction, your stomach is tied in knots and your knees get weak. You give up time with even close friends and family whom you have a love for but not a love like this! You want your friends in your life because you enjoy them and the fun that you have with them… but when it comes to my baby… those guys can’t interfere. Mom… dad… I love you guys but listen! This one is special! He/She is the one!

Let the reality of that set in because in reality… Jesus said, “listen… you have to love me even more than that.”

Who is always on your mind? How often do we go through life without His presence and truth is… we don’t even really miss it that much? Husband… Wife… remember when you first fell in love? Think of all the crazy things you would use as an excuse just to spend another little bit of time with them. Think of when you went to work and pined away much of the day anxiously waiting for work time to be done so you could see that beautiful face again and just be there in his/her presence. Even when away, you spend countless minutes… even hours talking on the phone and you don’t even like talking on the phone that much. You already talked about everything there was to talk about so now… you aren’t talking that much but in a weird way… you are at least electronically together.

Remembering all that… is that how you really are with Jesus?

You want to grow your faith then grow your relationship with Jesus. Prayer, study, worship… all of those are important in this relationship with Him and if you truly desire more of Him then there is no way you will not do those things. But don’t forget that it also includes Him constantly being on your mind… close to your heart… waiting on Him…. longing for just another little bit of private and intimate time alone with Him… even if He’s not talking to you… That presence alone is enough. His desires now trump your desires… You will do anything you can do to please Him no matter the personal cost to you. It is not any longer about seeking more for you… it is about godliness, content with what you have. That is great gain because the gain is that intimate relationship with a Savior who will never leave you nor forsake you.

*Posted on Facebook by Pastor Ken Smith

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Last night I simply could not fall asleep.  You know what I’m talking about, right?  The kind of night where no matter what you do, you just can’t shut the brain off.  Somehow, your very own brain declares a mutiny against you and, in some sort of strange overdrive, begins taking all sorts of inventory of your life – the past, the present, and the ever so elusive future.

My brain seemed determined to torture me with thoughts of all my past failures, shortcomings, faults, and lost dreams.

I finally sailed into the land of “Fed Up” with it all and got out of the bed, hoping to find something to help me fall asleep. I refuse to drink milk- cold, warm, or otherwise- so instead… maybe an old movie, reading a book, playing a Kindle Fire game (Triple Town is a mighty little game that’s sure to drive your family crazy), perhaps boring myself to sleep by checking out Facebook in the middle of the night?

I ended up trying it all, with the exception of an old movie and the yucky milk thing.  (Well, I mean really…. vomiting up disgusting milk is not the way I wanted to end the mental gymnastics meet my mind had in full swing.)

In addition to the bout of insomnia that I was having, I was also enduring some pretty horrific tooth ache pain – which wasn’t helping one tiny bit.

So anyhow, there I was… it’s like after 2 am (Sorry, but I so do not see what Taylor Swift sees in the whole “2 am thing”… Seemed like a pretty miserable time of night to be up to me, at least at this stage of my life and not at all the dramatic and romantic time she sings of so very often – my daughters are fans – of her music – not so much the 2 am itself…) and I’m not only wide awake, but in a whole heaping lot of pain.  I thought for a little while that perhaps I was birthing a baby tooth!  Labor pains in the mouth – oh yeah…. Ouch doesn’t cover it.

The thought of counting sheep crossed my mind and got me to thinking.  Why do people count sheep in order to help lull themselves to sleep in the first place?  Which led me to Wikipedia to find out the answer to that very question – which frankly… wasn’t all that interesting. You can look it up and decide for yourself whether you think it’s an interesting tidbit of knowledge to have.  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Counting_sheep

Right in the middle of all of this – insomnia, pain, sheep and more….  I felt a little tug from my Creator.  In the very center of it all, I realized that I had even more to be thankful for than I did to keep me up at night.  I realized that no matter how much pain I felt because of the tooth, that I am blessed because I was born in a country where dental care is possible.  There are so many that have no choice but to suffer with things as seemingly simple as a toothache.

Counting Blessings GSSimply put, my blessings far outweigh the rest in my life.  Out of that thought came the idea that instead of counting silly sheep to try to lull myself to sleep, that I would count my many blessings from the Lord and let Him rock me to sleep with His never ending, all consuming, amazing, love.

So – Late in the night, when you find you cannot sleep, count your many blessings, instead of silly sheep!

*** You can also write a really dorky short poem too.

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379455_469705126399165_1053964202_nJanuary 1, 2013.  That’s today.  Another year is gone and a new one is here.  I pray it’s a good one.

I noticed a trend on Facebook as we were on the downhill stretch towards the start of this brand new year.  A fairly large number of people were in agreement that 2012 was a bad year for them.  Seriously, it was a decent sized number of folks all extremely glad to see the end of what appeared to be a banner year of bad luck and unhappiness.  It seemed like people were focusing on everything bad that had happened to them over the past twelve months and only a precious few were thankful for the good things the Lord had done for them.

Thinking about this issue while browsing around some of my favorite blogs, I ran across a post with a great idea for keeping track of the blessings God gives us.  (Thank you – utesmile!)   jar Each and every time something good happens to you and your family, write it down on a slip of paper and stick it in a large jar, then at the end of the year go throuigh them all and thank the Lord for all the blessings He’s given you through that year.  I love it!

What a fun way to spend next New Years Eve!  It would be a great habit to start your children doing too.   We need to spend more of our time being thankful to the Lord for all He does for us and much less time concentrating on what we don’t have, didn’t do, or wish was different in our lives.

Ok, I’ve gotta run…. time to go find a large jar in which to cram all the blessing memory notes that I just know God is going to give me and my family this year!

Happy Beginning of 2013!!!

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Please, everyone, pray with me for those who are in the path of Hurricane Sandy!

If you’d like, you can post your prayers in the comment section.

Father,

I come in Jesus’ name and ask that you protect all who are in the path of Hurricane Sandy.  Give comfort to those who are afraid, protection to those without a home to take shelter in, give strength to those who are working to help those in need during this event and give your amazing Peace to all who are in need of it during this time.

In Jesus’ name I pray

Amen

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With this blog I hope to share my faith in Jesus Christ with you.  I plan to share a love for Him who first loved us with the words you’ll read here. I pray that He’ll lead me in everything that I write and that it’ll all be spoken most gently.

This is my first blog and I’m learning as I go, so please bear with me here.  I would be very honored if you, my visitor, would consider “following” my blog and sharing it with your friends and family.  If you are a seasoned, well experienced blogger then please feel free to comment with any hints, tips, suggestions, or even praise!  🙂

I also welcome prayers, always!  And if you have a need for prayer, please visit my prayer wall and post your need there.

May the Lord bless you and yours, forever.

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