A friend who is on a rocket ship to the moon, sent me a message and here is a part of it “… I think that's our mission. To give back! That is a big part of my religion! I do enjoy laughing and giving back to the people I really enjoy! I have grown to like that part of me!” Now that is a big “W” folks and this friend is a big “W!”
Do you ever think it’s time to change the scene? MissPerfect who is prime time, says—To change
the scene can mean many things and done many ways. That is for sure. It is as
simple as painting a wall in your house or as big as moving to a different
country. Some folks like a change of the
scene and others don’t; it’s that simple. Some folks change their kitchen every
5 years and others have the same kitchen for 50 years and are very satisfied. Some folks just love Butler County and want
to live there all their life and others can’t wait to leave Butler County (i.e.
just recently I had an acquaintance tell me that when she graduated from hs,
she was out of Butler Co the next day).
But it is for certain that if you don’t ever see a different scene then
you don’t know what you are missing (i.e. but then again maybe that’s not bad). And sometimes we are forced to change the
scene and we really don’t want tooooo.
Sometimes changing the scene is a big “W” and sometimes not soooo much! Saturday question--Soooo what is your record with change?
A friend sent me this as a reminder. It is what Billy Graham
wrote--“A man is saved by trusting in the finished work of Christ on the cross
and not by bodily sensations or religious ecstasy.” I had an old friend that
would tell me that salvation is more than about faith and excitement, it is
knowledge which produces faith and excitement.
He and Billy agree maybe. Maybe excitement
is good, but it doesn’t necessarily produce the big “W.” Again, now maybe for
me to have a big “W” in my life about someone, it’s more than just the good
feeling. Oh, the good feeling is fun and
good, but it maybe doesn’t really produce the big ”W.” It might be a flash in the pan, soooo I might
want to test the situation to see if it is real and not just a sensation. Ah!
Good idea.
I was having breakfast at a table with 5 guys at a men’s
get-to-gather. The breakfast was really
good (i.e. biscuits and gravy, one of my favorites) soooo I was eating like a
pig while listening to the discussion.
They were talking about their lives and different situations. Very interesting. One guy was telling us that he has been
married for 46 years and from day one his wife never had any confidence. A guy asked him how come—it was her
upbringing by her parents who were not good folks; I have been very loving to
her and very supportive to her all these 46 years to help her. Soooo now I did talk—I asked him—Did it help—not
very much, she hasn’t changed hardly at all.
Ouchy ouchy. No big “W” here
folks!
There is a joke about someone asking a local resident from
Butler Co. for directions to another destination. The native looks at him and
says, “You can’t get there from here.” In a very real sense, many changes
reflect that. Maybe we could not have reached a new stage of our life without
first going somewhere else, often to a situation that we would not have
considered which had circumstances that pushed us in that direction. And which
produced a big “W” in our life. Does any of this make any sense to you? I would guess it does!
A pickleball buddy/new friend which I met down here in the
Valley, shared his story of his finding Jesus with me. I asked him if he would
share it with you folks. Here it is in
his words.
My friend, Erv and I, happened to pass each other on the
street one day while out for a walk. Our conversation somehow brought us to me
talking about my current pickleball injuries, and my acceptance of them and my
change in attitude on patience and healing. In my previous life, I would have
been angry and disgusted that I couldn’t manipulate things so that I could get
“back in the game.” However, over the last eight years, my personal viewpoint
has been greatly modified to one of acceptance and gratitude. So what has
changed?
Eight years ago, when I was at what I perceived as my
“personal point of power,” I was brought to my knees by a debilitating mental
health crisis. For the sake of time, I will simply say that it hospitalized me
in St. Mary’s, and after three weeks of treatment, followed by outpatient
therapy, I found new self-care skills and a personal relationship with my
friend Jesus. Now I am not saying that St. Mary’s was giving me spiritual
training, that happened alone in my room when I finally fell to my knees in
despair and sought God’s help. I will say that individuals in the outpatient
therapy did address their personal need for Christ, and one guy mentioned an
app, Jesus Calling, that I have used every day since I found out about it. It
is a long, slow battle, and I fail daily, but with Christ’s help and a personal
commitment to spiritual growth, I am moving forward.
I cannot fix things; I cannot manipulate enough things or
bull my way through life to make it turn out the way I want it. I was raised in
the Lutheran Church and Luther wrote: “I cannot by my own reason or strength…”
Those words didn’t mean a lot to me as a kid, but they mean a lot to me now.
Over the last eight years I have built a regimen of daily spiritual training
through reading the Bible, accumulated a list of verses that give me personal
strength like Philippians 4:6-7, Psalm 118:24, and Matthew 6: 25-34, and each
day I get a little bit better at accepting things the way they are and being
grateful for what I have and not for what I am missing. And isn’t that what
Christmas is all about, being grateful for the greatest gift humans have ever
been given, Jesus, the Savior of the World? MesaMark
Dr.J says--Take the initiative this Christmas season to
reach out to God with thanks and praise for Jesus and to others with the
Christmas message of grace and salvation.
Merry Christmas to all of you folks. I pray for peace and prosperity for you and
your family.
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:
erv
MyFriendJean said—Faith is believing the impossible and
trusting the impossible.
P.S. I was walking and was passing Dick and Jane's place (i.e. they say that's their real names). I read about them in 1st grade at Roseland Elementary. haha They are from Akaska, SD population 42. Jane told me--Our kids and grandkids always ask what I want for Christmas. I tell them I would like them to go to church on Christmas Eve or on Christmas Day and give me a report. They do.
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