This Days Thought~

When Jesus cried, "It is finished," He did not take away the conflict, the contest, the fight. No! He took away only your defeat.


This Days Verse~

But they all cried out together, “Away with this man, and release to us Barabbas” – a man who had been thrown into prison for an insurrection started in the city and for murder. Pilate addressed them once more, desiring to release Jesus, but they kept shouting, “Crucify, crucify him!” A third time he said to them, “Why, what evil has he done? I have found in him no guilt deserving death. I will therefore punish and release him.” But they were urgent, demanding with loud cries that he should be crucified. And their voices prevailed. So Pilate decided that their demand should be granted. He released the man who had been thrown into prison for insurrection and murder, for whom they asked, but he delivered Jesus over to their will.
Luke 23:18-25
The English Standard Version

The Godhead Better Understood ~

For the invisible things of Him from the creation of the world
are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made,
even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without
excuse. Romans 1:20

Jesus and His Disciples in the Garden of Gethsemane
.by Claudean Brown on Wednesday, April 20, 2011 at 7:32pm.

And they went to a place called Gethsemane. And he said to his disciples, "Sit here while I pray." And he took with him Peter and James and John, and began to be greatly distressed and troubled. And he said to them, "My soul is very sorrowful, even to death. Remain here and watch." And going a little farther, he fell on the ground and prayed that, if it were possible, the hour might pass from him. And he said, "Abba, Father, all things are possible for you. Remove this cup from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will."

Mark 14:32-36
The English Standard Version



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HERE IS MY MOTTO FOR EATING:

"Practice eating to live – not living to eat"

The Most Important Part of Your Body~

The Most Important Body Part
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My mother used to ask me:
"What is the most important part of the body?"

Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the
correct answer.

When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as
humans, so I said, "My ears, Mommy."
She said, "No Many people are deaf.
But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."

Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my
first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this
time I told her, "Mommy, sight is very important to everybody,
so it must be our eyes. She looked at me and told me, "You are
learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are
many people who are blind."

Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge. Over the
years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer
was, "No, but you are getting smarter every year, my child."

Then last year, my grandpa died.
Everybody was hurt.
Everybody was crying.
Even my father cried.
I remember that especially because it was only the second time I
saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say
our final good-bye to Grandpa.

She asked me,
"Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?"

I was shocked when she asked me this now.
I always thought this was a game between her and me.
She saw the confusion on my face and told me,
"This question is very important.
It shows that you have really lived in your life.

For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you was
wrong and I have given you an example why.
But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson."

She looked down at me as only a mother can.
I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said,

"My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder."

I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"
She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend
or a loved one when they cry.

Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear.
I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will
always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it."

Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a
selfish one. It is sympathetic to the pain of others.

People will forget what you said...
People will forget what you did....
But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.

~Author Unknown~

True or not, the story makes you stop and think.

Be blessed. Be a blessing. Get your shoulder ready....

Here is a picture of my friends and me.

God has promised forgiveness to your repentance, but He has not promised tomorrow to your procrastination.

DRUGGED BY MY PARENTS...PRICELESS!!!!


I received this in an email today. I seldom repost or pass along emails, actually I seldom read most of these types. However this one struck a reality with me. I so despise liberalism and Political Correctness and this explains a lot of the reasons why. I thank God today for the parents who drugged me.



The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question.

"Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?"

I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young:

I was drug to church on Sunday morning.

I was drug to church, weddings and funerals.

I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.

I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.

I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.

I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.

I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.

I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.

Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, or think.

They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.

God bless the parents who drugged us.