Does Jesus really accept us as we are? This thought keeps running through my head. What would Jesus say about this subject. Can we really come to him for salvation or claim salvation if we say well Jesus loves me as I am, even if I am willful, or still doing things that the Bible(God's Word) tells us are wrong. There is a big movement in the "new" form of worship in churches which says come as you are. Yes I think we have to love people even if they are sinners but we cannot let them think they will get to heaven just believing that Jesus loves us as we are. The Bible says, God does not hear the sinners prayer, but we know that does not include the truly penitent heart. We come a sinner to him begging his forgiveness and mercy, and leave a changed person. Can you have light on something at one point in your life and then ten years later say well, I realized that is not necessary in my christian walk. Several years ago I turned my back on God and severed many relationships because I felt everyone would judge me if I didn't follow the "rules". What I didn't realize was that I was losing out on so much. It took much misery to get my attention, even still I thought I could do on my terms. I went to a church where I felt accepted, no condemnation was felt because anything went. They accepted you in your sinful state, you did not have to profess anything to be active in the church. But God in his infinite mercy slowly and gently led me out of there and showed me a more excellent way. He taught me the sound of his voice in some very distinct ways. He is still speaking to me, he is guiding me and I am learning to put my hand in his and just trust him. I hope that you will do that too. He is so wonderful. Do not resist him, or try to reason your way around what he wants of you. I also want to remind you not to look neither to the left nor to the right, do not compare yourself with others to gauge your christian walk, but look to the master. We should only use God's Rule Of Measure, and then can we only be sure of truly following him. Give him your all.

A true story:

This is a story I read in a small publication that my chiropractor keeps in her office, "Voice For Health", by Matthew Hamer, D.C.

It was friday after Thanksgiving and my receptionist told me that one our patients, Kaye, wanted to speak to me on the phone about her sister.

We need to get Brenda in for an adjustment and I wanted to explain what happened to her. We all went to her house for the traditional Thanksgiving dinner yesterday. Brenda was doing a top-notch job at preparing the feast. Knowing how gullible my sister is, my mom decide to play a trick. She told Brenda that she needed something from the store and asked if my sister wouldn't mind going out to get it.

When my sister left the house, my mom took the turkey out of the oven, removed the stuffing, stuffed a Cornish Hen, and inserted it into the turkey. Then my mom restuffed the turkey and put it back into the oven.

When it was time for dinner, Brenda pulled the turkey out of the oven and proceeded to remove the stuffing. When her serving spoon hit something, she reached in and pulled out the little bird.

With a look of total shock on her face, my mom exclaimed, 'Brenda, you've cooked a pregnant bird!'

Horrified, my sister believed my mom and started to cry hysterically. She way over-reacted and carried on so much that she threw her back our and can barely walk. We'll have to help her get in to see you."

"Alright, Kaye", I said, "bring her on in and we'll get her eased up. I guess the funniest pranks can really backfire!"

"We have one other favor to ask of you," added Kaye.

I wondered what was next. "Sure, whatever I can do", I answered.

"Brenda has always valued your advice and opinion..."

"Thank you that means a lot", I said still wondering what was coming.

"While your checking her, could you see if you can convince her that turkeys lay eggs?"

Make Sure You're Out Just Before Safe-Light

Make Sure You're Out Just Before Safe-Light

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oSYhF79XR4

Her lips moved in silent prayer as she went about her day. The forces of darkness were trying to break through the divine barrier. The heavenly host stood on either side making as angelic tunnel for her to work through. Satan's dark forces screamed and yelled in anger, they twisted and turned trying to find a way in. When they got close they would find themselves eliminated with a singel peirce of the sword. They would at times be content to yell at her, trying to play mind games by making her recall a sinful past, or working through others to interrupt the serenity she found in Christ. Satan himself stood before her Saviour grovelling and whining, "please just let me touch her one time, with peircing eyes that seared satan with just a look he replied "NO, she is mine". Sulking, the evil one went to a corner of the room trying to think and devise another plan of attack. The Lord could see she was becoming weary. Her eyes filled with tears, but she kept on praying, finding the strength to go on from the only one who coul give it. He stood by lovingly watching her, His child, he motioned for one of the heavenly beings, who moved to his side carrying a chest made of pure gold and polished to perfection. As she continued to pray the Son of God started placing peices of armor on her, equiping her to fight against Satan and his evil hord. As he came to the last peice, The Helmet of Salvation, the devilish throng tried to throw out hurried taunts, and rushing to break through the angelic gaurd in an attempt to stop the intercession. As the helmet was placed on her head she stood up straighter and her face lit with joy as she noted that Satan's demons were no longer able to break through to her thoughts. she went about the rest of her day in joyous praise and wonder at God's power to defeat the enemy. Praise God!

While I had a few minutes I wanted to write a little more about my trip to Florida to see my mom. We had a wonderful time relaxing and enjoying each others company. I arrived at the Orlando Int'l Airport Friday around 1pm and mom was there to pick up me up. Unfortunately there is not an airport close to her so it is always a drive to get there, it was about 2 hours to this airport. We did have a nice drive to her house catching up on the news(after we found the car in the confusing parking garage LOL). Moms house is so quiet and relaxing, I almost felt guilty for leaving the kids and my hubby, but I made sure I enjoyed every minute. Friday evening we just enjoyed sitting out on her patio, talking and watching for the deer that like to come by and eat the corn mom feeds. They decided not to show up that evening, the mosquitos did though. I went home with several bites too. The next morning, saturday, we ate sausage gravy, scrambled eggs and biscuits, outside on the patio. It was so surene and beautiful. The palmettos and wildflowers and other trees make you think your out in the middle of nowhere. That day we also went to Istakpoga Lake. Wow, it was so picturesque. In the picnic area where we ate our lunch there were Live Oaks with Spanish Moss hanging from them. I could envision a southern plantation right in the middle of it all, and myself sitting on the large front porch having tea and crumpets(whatever those are). It was abolutely beautiful. The lake was also a vision to behold, I have never seen a lake with some much plant life. Next time I want to take a boat ride out onto the lake. We also walked down this one trail that took you breath away. It was a sight to behold with its Live Oaks and green grassy floor. One had to just look in any spot to see God's wonderful handiwork. Its a place where you could just go and meditate and pray in the stillness with beautiful nature sounds all around. Well that evening at mom's house we ate supper, on the patio again and continued outside on the swing and were excited to see the deer had come for an evening snack. They are so graceful, beautiful and ever watchful. Sunday dawned bright and clear and we had wonderful services. I enjoy the church there, the people are so wonderful and always ready to let the spirit move. I already mentioned what we did on Monday in my previous post but I did not mention my mini shopping spree. This time of year is a great time to get some really good deals in Florida at the malls. I bought, at one store, 3 shirts, a jacket and 2 jumpers for the girls, 6 things total, I think it cost me about 29.00 dollars. One of those shirts had a price tag for $50, that was marked down to $3. I went to another store and found 2 more shirts for $10. If I had, had more time there are many other stores with great deals like that, but I am thankful for what I got it is really hard to find nice shirts with 3/4 sleeves. The Lord always supplies my needs. Well I could ramble on some more but I that is all I will right for now. I have some things I should be doing. I had a wonderful time with my mom. I really do appreciate her, my only regret is that I did not learn to fully appreciate her sooner. Thanks for the nice time mom.

My Trip To Florida

Time has come and gone and on October 6th it was a year since my dad died after battling cancer for 7 years. We all miss him but knowing he is in the Heavenly Fathers care makes it much easier. I had not been back to visit my mom in Florida since and so I made the trip, by plane, to spend some time with my mom. While I was there we also went to Dads grave. Walking through a grave yard is a very solemn experience, especially when all the people there except for a few spouses had spent time in active duty protecting our country. While we were there, there was a grave side service going on, it brought back so many memories. After we spent some time there we went over to the hospital and up to the oncology unit where dad spent many hours receiving chemo and many hospital stays. My mom was able to reconnect with the nurses who had provided his care and a few tears were shed amongst us. We also went over the Bay Pines Memorial Park and had a picnic lunch, something mom and dad did often after going to Bay Pines VA Hosp. I miss my dad so much but I would not wish on him going through chemo and the sickness it often brought on. I learned so many lessons from dad and the most important was to put God first no matter what. He was not afraid to stand up for what he believed and did comprise under pressure. He lived what he believed, and as is on his grave stone, "He walked with God".