Saturday, December 4, 2010
'Twas the Night Before CHRISTmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
None of God's creatures were stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In truth, it was Christ's birth that had put them there.
God’s children were nestled all snug in their beds,
Unlike the baby Jesus, with no place to lay His sweet head;
Mother Mary and Joseph, and some shepherds perhaps
Watched over our Savior as He peacefully napped.
When up in the sky there arose such a clatter,
That three wise men grabbed the best gifts they could gather.
Away to the Messiah they flew like a flash,
To see our Redeemer in the flesh at long last.
The star in the sky gave off such a glow
Shining with the luster of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But the stillness of the star showing they must be near.
It's unclear how long they traveled, but it was quite a bit,
Still they knew by the star's pause that this must be it.
Three gifts they brought to little Jesus when they came,
And they rejoiced as the angels had as they praised His name;
"Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace among those whom He favors!
To the top of the mountains!
To the bottom of the sea!
Our Savior is born to save both you and me!"
As God's children sleep, safe in their beds,
Both Father and Son watch over their heads,
Loving them enough to number each countless hair,
We've no way to earn their love, but every way to share.
Giving gifts as the wise men did is a fun tradition,
As long as the point of Christmas never goes missing.
Deck the halls and trim the tree,
Hang the stockings and dance with glee.
Share the joy of CHRISTmas which no wrapped gift could match,
Tell of the Babe wrapped in cloth who brought us freedom at last;
A bundle of joy lying in the manger,
Sent to save us from unspeakable danger.
His life for ours, what an amazing gift!
He was born so that man might no longer perish!
His life was as pure as the day He was born,
As He taught us the greatest lessons we'll learn;
Be devoted to one another in brotherly love,
Don't try to be pleasing to man, but to God above;
Build on the Rock and not the sand,
Keep an open heart and an outstretched hand.
So many people are in need this Christmas,
Let God use you to fulfill their wishes;
Give as you've been given to,
You provide for others and He'll provide for you;
So speak of His Word, and get straight to His work,
Always giving Him the glory since it all came from Him first.
Remember, it's God's children in this world that are the light,
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
Monday, November 15, 2010
Today's the day to announce the four winners of From the Trash Pile to the Treasure Chest: Creating a Godly Legacy by Leah Adams.
So without further ado, the winners are:
Marilyn in Mississippi from Walking in Truth
Tiffany from Tea with Tiffany
Cindy from Consider it All Joy
Congratulations ladies! I will have your books in the mail by Thursday, November 18th. Thank you for entering the drawing.
Monday, October 25, 2010
In honor of my friend Leah I will be giving away four autographed copies of her Bible Study, From the Trash Pile to the Treasure Chest: Creating a Godly Legacy.
This excellent Bible study will help us examine our legacy and guide us in creating a godly legacy that will honor God.
All you have to do to enter for the drawing is to leave a comment. I will choose the winners in a very scientific way; your names will be drawn out of a hat by my sweet hubby on November 15th.
What kind of legacy do you want to leave?
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
My Blackberry was on it's last legs. The screen would freeze, making in difficult to use unless you turned it off and then back on several times a day. I am not technologically savvy at all but I decided to get a new Android phone that is really cool. My niece works for our wireless carrier so when she brought me the new phone, she and her brother gave me a thorough tutorial. Very soon I was familiar enough with the phone to do all sorts of cool things. However, I failed to learn how to retrieve a call! After several missed calls I finally got the hang of answering a call. By now you have probably figured out that I am not always the sharpest crayon in the box.
Today in Bible study during Leah's prayer, one of our ladies' phone rang. She had forgotten to silence it. She managed to silence the call and then another ladies' phone rang. She silenced her call as well and we had a little giggle during our prayer. As Leah was praying, she thanked the Lord that he never silences our calls. I am so thankful for that. He always takes our calls. He never mutes us. He never sends us straight to His voice mail. He never screens our calls even when He sees on His caller ID that it's me. Our calls to Heaven are never dropped and there is always a good connection. He is "on call" 24/7. His network is always available. He can "hear us now". Praise Him with me that He always hears our prayers.
Life is Good,
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Some of you may have watched the television show Hoarders but I had never seen an episode until last week. I was flipping through the channels on Labor Day hoping for a Criminal Minds or NCIS marathon but instead I happened upon Hoarders. And I was mesmerized. And heartbroken for the hoarders.
The A & E channel defines it like this : "Compulsive Hoarding is a mental disorder marked by an obsessive need to acquire and keep things even if the items are worthless, hazardous or unsanitary." Some of the hoarders have had some circumstance in their life that triggered their disorder. I was amazed that some of the homes had gotten to the point that they were uninhabitable. The hoarders are embarrassed and overwhelmed. Most of the houses had gotten so bad that the hoarders had no clue where to start and seemed hopeless. Some of the hoarders did not realize that they had a problem. Families had been torn apart by the hoarding. The only way for a compulsive hoarder to change is through therapy. It was so easy for me to be judgmental and disgusted. But like I said my heart was broken.
The Holy Spirit began to whisper that we as Christians can be hoarders too. What? Did I hear you correctly Lord? While we may not hoard possessions we can sometimes hoard our emotions.
- We hoard forgiveness when we fail to extend it to someone who might have wronged us.
- We hoard mercy when we fail to show compassion to others.
- We hoard patience when we are easily annoyed by others.
- We hoard joy when we let our circumstances dictate how we feel.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
I think it's really neat that we as the body of Christ can choose how we worship and belong to the denomination of our choice. It would be boring if everyone were alike. Some prefer chocolate, some vanilla. And so it is with worship, we have different preferences.
Sunday morning before last I turned on the television to hear a popular Atlanta pastor as usual before leaving for church. I couldn't find him, so I settled for a different channel and different pastor. I never did find our his name because I was listening from another room as I got ready to go to church. But it was a very interesting explanation of denominations.
He surmised that different denominations possibly existed in the Old Testament. I know what you're thinking, probably the same thing I was; huh? After the Egyptian Pharaoh released the Hebrews after 430 years of captivity, God gave Moses the Ten Commandments and other laws. He later gave him detailed instructions on building a sanctuary or Tabernacle for Him so that He could dwell among the people. The Israelites were divided into 12 tribes and each tribe set up camp around the Tabernacle, the position of each tribe's campsite had been determined by instructions from God to Moses.
Each of the twelve tribes had different standards or banners that they flew over their tribe. Even though they were all Jews and they had all been enslaved in Egypt there were differences in each tribe. Every tribe had a set of values; personal values, traditional values and core values. Personal values could be shaped by circumstances in their lives, their jobs, etc. Traditional values were held by each tribe, and came from traditions that had been passed down from the families in the tribe from generation to generation, like what dishes they ate their Passover meal on, whether they watched the Passover football game, etc. (I'm just kidding. But you get the drift.) And core values are the values that they all held as God's chosen people. These core values were absolutely non-negotiable. "You shall have no other gods before me, You shall not make for yourself an idol, You shall not misuse the name of the Lord your God, Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy, Honor your father and your mother, You shall not murder, You shall not commit adultery, You shall not steal, You shall not give false testimony, and You shall not covet".
We who are Believers have our own set of personal and traditional values. Some of us are quiet in our worship, and some of us clap our hands. Some of us like the old hymns and some of us like the new praise songs. We are Baptists, Methodists, Presbyterians, Catholics, and Lutherans to name a few. But our core values are the same. We are followers of Christ. We believe that Jesus died once for all, taking on our sins and on the third day rose from the dead, giving us eternal life and preparing us a place with Him in Heaven.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
I have to be honest with you, while I was going through the flu I began to feel so defeated. I don't think I had ever felt that bad and it got to the point where I wondered if I would ever feel better again. And even though I knew that it wasn't the truth, I even felt like God had forsaken me. Those were lies straight from the enemy himself. When I got sick with pneumonia I briefly entertained those lies again.
Both times when I was sick, I was unable to sit up and just generally felt lousy, not even like reading. So I let my Bible reading and my Bible study lapse. Big mistake. One that I will never make again.
Today in my Bible study on Covenant, I read Ephesians 6. I have read this passage many times, but today God showed me something new. Kay Arthur says: " The word "struggle" in Ephesians 6:12 is the Greek word pale. It is a wrestling term - meaning to throw to the ground and hold there. Could this be why so many who profess Jesus find themselves pinned to the ground by the Enemy?" That is exactly how I felt! I realized that during my illnesses, I had not put on the FULL armor of God. I had select pieces on, but not the full armor. My feelings were due to something that I had not done. God had not forsaken me, I hadn't done my part. Listen to me my sweet sisters, we cannot function at all unless we are FULLY armored! We cannot stand firm against the enemy's schemes without God's complete suit of armor. We cannot resist his lies unless we are fully armored. It is impossible to stand against his evil ways without His complete armor.
Ephesians 6:10-17 (New International Version)
The Armor of God10Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. 12For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
I've been able to read 6 books so far this summer, something I haven't done in a while. I am one of those readers that gets completely and totally lost in my book and can't put it down.
I also began a new Bible study that I am enjoying greatly, From the Trash Pile to the Treasure Chest: Creating a Godly Legacy by my very good friend Leah Adams. Perhaps you've heard of her. Leah is in the process of final edits and it will come out in the fall.
Anyway, I've missed you. So tell me, what has God been up to in your life?
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Caitlin was one of the calmest brides I have ever seen. She woke up that morning beaming, with the biggest smile on her face. We had a couple of minor emergencies; one of the groomsman's tux pants didn't fit and he had to make the two hour drive back to Men's Wearhouse to exchange them. They wouldn't meet him halfway. The zipper on one of the bridesmaid's dress malfunctioned. Through all of this Caitlin was cool as a cucumber. She commented that it didn't really matter what happened because at the end of the day I will be Mrs. Jody Jenkins. I think a nuclear blast could have occurred and it wouldn't have fazed her. Here she is getting ready with her bridesmaids.
The weather was still beautiful when it came time for the ceremony. My heart was so full of emotion. My little girl, now a grown woman beginning a family of her own. Walking down the aisle on the arm of her daddy.
The ceremony was so sweet. They were married by the Youth Minister at our church. He and his wife were such an important part of Caitlin's spiritual life and she couldn't imagine anyone else marrying them. Instead of lighting a unity candle, they chose to enter into a Salt Covenant. It indicates a binding contract, uniting their grains of salt for eternity. Then they took communion as their first act of worship together as a married couple.
One of the most touching things in the ceremony were the unashamed tears of one of Jody's brothers and of Caitlin's brother. I hadn't seen my 19 year old son cry for a very long time. But his tears flowed freely. He said, "I'm just so happy". Here's Jody and his brother Toby.
We are so blessed to have gained another son. He loves my daughter with all of his heart and we love him. We also love his family and had such a good time with them as our families were joined together.
Here are a few photos from the reception:
I didn't have the presence of mind to take any pictures, so thank you to all of you that sent me pictures. And thank you for indulging me and letting me share our special day with you.
Life Is Good,
Friday, May 14, 2010
This is my grandpuppy A.J. Recently I got to puppysit while his mommy and daddy went to their premarital counseling.
He sits at the door eagerly waiting on his people to come back. I try to get him to play and he will for a little while, but he knows that they will return for him and he anxiously waits by the door so he won't miss them.
He made me think about waiting on the Lord. Am I eagerly waiting to hear from Him, eager to see what He has for me each day? Am I watching in hope, knowing that He will hear me?
Life is Good,
Sunday, May 9, 2010
My mother, my daughter and me
And thank you to the loves of my life. Life with you has never been dull, motherhood was a wonderful adventure. You've made life interesting and have kept me on my toes. You are fun and funny and I am blessed to be your mother. I love you both so much.
Life is Good,
Monday, May 3, 2010
Here are some of the points of the day: A Secure Woman is:
- Saved from herself (Insecurity is a twisted from of self-interest)
- Entitled to truth (The more we live withdrawn, the darker our thinking becomes)
- Clothed with intention (We can't be weak willed women)
- Upended by grace (Grace is the only thing that we can give away that we can also keep)
- Rebounded by love (We are loved by God regardless of our pasts)
- Exceptional in life
We traveled to Atlanta the day before the event for some girl time. I hadn't seen Kristen for several months and there was a lot of catching up to do. Kristen had never been to Phipps Plaza and so we decided that it would be a good place to get a bite to eat and do a little shopping.
We then met a group of Siestas at Pappasito's for dinner. I knew a few of these women through their blogs but hadn't met them in person. It was a great time with about 30 ladies. And the Mariachi Band!
Our friend Kristen
Lora and me. I was so excited to meet her. I feel like I have known her forever. I also met Yolanda and Georgia Jan, but failed to get a picture of them. I was so excited it's a wonder I got any pictures at all!
And no Mexican dinner is complete without a Mariachi Band!
Friday, April 16, 2010
Because I felt so bad, and because I was not immersed in the Word I allowed the enemy to just come on in and have a field day in my mind. And doesn't the enemy just love to kick us when we are down? He brought up my past, my fears, my failures and it was a dark and scary place. He wants to keep us in captivity, confined in a small place. But Psalm 18:19 and Psalm 31:8 tells us that God wants us to inhabit a spacious place.
Our Bible study group just completed a study on Ruth; Loss, Love and Legacy by Kelly Minter. As I felt better and was able to finish this wonderful study the following points stood out and I felt that God wanted me to share them with you. When Satan, the accuser tries to condemn you for your past history, remind yourself and the enemy of these points:
- Our history doesn't have to read like prophecy. God can redeem anything from our past. We are redeemed through Christ. Jesus was the ransom used to buy us back from the clutches of sin. He bought back the rights to our past and all its failures. He can turn all our failures into something useful for His Kingdom. With Him there is full redemption (Psalm 130:7). Praise God, our heritage is not a deal breaker for Christ.
- He has summoned us by name (Isaiah 43:1). He knows us in a personal loving way. While others may label, judge or condemn us because of our names or lineage, our names hold no negative associations for Jesus. Kelly Minter says, "Because I know as women we are plagued with insecurities and pasts that haunt us, I can't pass over this striking symbol of what Christ has done for each one of us and how He knows our full names." It doesn't matter what name the world calls us. God has a new name for us! (Rev. 2:17)
- God can use us regardless of our history or our circumstances. Look at Ruth, a Moabitess, a foreigner, who God used in a mighty way. Consider Rahab, a prostitute. She's listed in Hebrews 11 in the roll call of faith. And in Matthew 1 both women are listed in the genealogy of Jesus! Kelly says, "This should give us tremendous hope that God can delight in using us, no matter our culture or histories."
Life is Good,
Saturday, March 20, 2010
- God has to be invited into the marriage in order for it to work.
- Your husband is the head of the family.
- Marriage will be one of the hardest things you will ever do, it takes work.
- You have to love your husband above yourself.
- Never go to bed angry with each other.
- You will have arguments, this is inevitable.
- Be forgiving, don't hang on to little hurts.
- Your husband is only human.
- You must show him respect. It is one of the most important things to a man.
- You have to choose to love him every day, even when he leaves the toilet seat up.
- Marriage is wonderful.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
18 Who is a God like you,
who pardons sin and forgives the transgression
of the remnant of his inheritance?
You do not stay angry forever
but delight to show mercy.
19 You will again have compassion on us;
you will tread our sins underfoot
and hurl all our iniquities into the depths of the sea.
Oh, and by the way, Proverbs 31:15 says: "she provides food for her family". It doesn't say she always cooks for her family. Could she have possibly gotten take-out sometimes like I do? Maybe there is hope for me yet.
Care to share some of your kitchen disasters with me?
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
I will never forget that particular Sunday morning. I was going through the normal Sunday morning routine preparing to go to church to worship my Jesus. It was a pretty ordinary day until I remembered that I had purchased something new called Spanx. Spanx™ are a type of undergarment designed to reshape you.The saleswoman told me that this “foundation garment” would change my life! So I decided that this would be the morning that I would reshape myself and have a life changing experience.
With eager anticipation of a new and svelte me, I carefully pulled the undies out of their package. Out came something so small that it looked like a pair of footless tights that belonged to a toddler. Good grief! How in the world was I supposed to get into these tiny little things? I was not going to let their teeny, tiny size deter me from my goal! So with much determination, I began the life changing process of getting into this fashion miracle.
I put one foot in, then the other. So far, so good. I managed to pull the garment up to my shins and then it quickly became apparent that I was going to have to really work to get them up any further. So I began to hop and pull on the Spanx™ at the same time. It kind of reminded me of the potato sack races we used to do in grade school. Finally, I was getting somewhere. I hopped and pulled, and hopped and pulled, and was making great progress. Just as I had almost achieved the impossible, the unthinkable happened. My feet got tangled up and down I went, sprawled out in the floor, the perfect picture of grace. A quick word of advice: NEVER try new undergarments on Sunday morning without giving them a trial run first!
While I was lying there trying to catch my breath, Robert walked in, looked at me lying in the floor and said, "We are going to be late for church". And then he turned around and went out to the car to wait for me. Ummm, thanks for the concern honey.
By this time, I had worked up quite a sweat with my little hopping and pulling aerobics. I was also having a hard time breathing, due to the constriction of the Spanx™. And then wouldn't you know it, I had to use the restroom. Oh. My. Word. So I began the arduous process of removing the Spanx™. And then it hit me; what in the world would I do if I had to use the restroom during church? What if I couldn't get them off? And seriously, it really was hard to breathe. All these things started rolling around in my mind. I was so focused on my uncomfortable predicament that I totally lost focus on what the day was all about.
And then an amazing thing happened. The Holy Spirit said, "This garment would hinder your worship." Wow. The Sovereign God of the universe used something goofy that I had done to teach me a lesson on worship. I had become so concerned with my uncomfortable garment that it would have been impossible to keep my mind on why I was going to church. My discomfort would have been my primary focus, not Jesus. He reminded me that worship is at the heart of my relationship with Him. It has to do with the condition of my heart. And if my heart is divided and distracted by other things I cannot possibly worship Jesus in the way He desires to be worshiped.
Is there something that is hindering your worship? Ask God to point it out to you. We owe Him nothing less than our undivided hearts.
Life is Good,