Just sharing.

Hell


Hell is a lake of fire,
for those who are a liar.
If you live for Jesus,
He will surely never leave us.

The Devil is a evil person,
If you read your Bible and learn some.
For it will tell you about Hell.
The Devil will get you if your Soul is for sell.

Hell is a bottomless pit of heat.
It burns all the way to your feet,
Where your soul will burn forever.
Peace you will never find.

Can you see yourself here?
Always with burning pain and fear.
For this serpent is evil and unleveled,
That's why they call the Devil.

Hell you'll burn in your own pleasure,
In Heaven you will live forever.
I want to live forever don't you?
Please don't become the Devils Fool.

AMEN

Tangled Hair

Beth was sitting at an airport terminal waiting to board a
plane. She was sitting there with several other people whom
she did not know who were also waiting.

As she waited, she pulled out her Bible and started to read.
All of a sudden, she felt as if the people sitting there around
her were looking at her. She looked up but realized that they
were looking just over her head, in the direction right behind
her.

She turned to see what everyone was looking at and when she
did, she saw a flight attendant pushing a wheelchair with the
ugliest old man sitting in it. It was the ugliest man she ever
saw. He had this long white hair that was all tangled and such
a mess. His face was really wrinkled, and he didn't look
friendly at all.

She didn't know why, but she felt drawn to the man and thought
at first that God wanted her to witness to him. In her mind she
said she was thinking, "Oh God, please not now, not here."

No matter what she did, she couldn't get the man off her mind,
and all of a sudden she knew what God wanted her to do. She was
supposed to brush this man's hair.

She went and knelt down in front of the old man and said, "Sir
may I have the honor of brushing your hair for you?" He said
"What?" She thought , "Oh great, he's hard of hearing."

Again, a little louder she said, "Sir, May I have the honor of
brushing your hair for you?" He answered, "If you are going to
talk to me, you are going to have to speak up; I am practically
deaf."

So this time, she was almost yelling, "Sir, May I please have
the honor of brushing your hair for you?" Everyone was watching
to see what his response would be.

The old man just looked at her confused and said, "Well, I
guess if you really want too." She said, "I don't even have a
brush, but I thought I would ask anyway." He said, "Look in the
bag hanging on the back of my chair, there is a brush in there."

So she got the brush out and started brushing his hair.
(She has a little girl with long hair, so she has lots of
practice getting tangles out and knew how to be gentle with
him.) She worked for a long time, until every last tangle was
out.

Just as she was finishing up, she heard the old man crying.
She went and put her hands on his knees, kneeling in front of
him again looking directly into his eyes and said, "Sir, do you
know Jesus?" He answered, "Yes, of course I know Jesus. You
see, my bride told me she couldn't marry me unless I knew Jesus,
so I learned all about Jesus, and asked Him to come into my
heart many years ago, before I married my bride."

He continued, "You know, I am on my way home to go and see my
wife. I have been in the hospital for a long time and had to
have a special surgery in this town far from my home. My wife
couldn't come with me because she is so frail herself.

He said, "I was so worried about how terrible my hair looked,
and I didn't want her to see me looking so awful, but I couldn't
brush my hair all by myself."

Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he thanked Beth for
brushing his hair. He thanked her over and over again. She was
crying, people all around witnessing this were crying, and as
they were all boarding the plane, the flight attendant who was
also crying, stopped her and asked, "Why did you do that?"

And right there was the opportunity, the door that had been
opened to share with someone else the love of God.

"We don't always understand God's ways, but be ready, He may use
us to meet the need of someone else like He met the need of
this old man, and in a moment, also calling out to a lost soul
who needed to know His love."

Unless You Let It In


All the water in the world
However hard it tried,
Could never, never sink a ship
Unless it got inside.

All the evil in the world,
the wickedness and sin,
can never sink your soul's fair craft
unless you let it in.

All the hardships of this world,
Might wear you pretty thin,
But they won't hurt you, one least bit...
Unless you let them in.

Hell Is Real


I went into my classroom
Ready for another year at school.
I didn't want to work,
Just wanted to hang out and be cool.

I had on new clothes,
New sneaks on my feet.
I was there for class on time
Went to the back and took my seat.

Yeah, I'm moving up.
I'm already grown.
Soon I'll be graduating
And out on my own.

I talked to my friends.
We were all having fun.
Said some things I shouldn't have said,
Did stuff I shouldn't have done.

I knew I was diffrent.
I felt God tough my heart.
I knew I should set a standard,
But then I'd be set apart.

Walking to the bus,
I was not looking for strenght.
I heard the car tires screeching,
But now it's too late.

I'm standing in this room
And I see the heavenly gate.
Oh no! I never prayed.
I thought I had time to get it straight.

An angel walked to me.
He had a book in his hand.
I knew it was the Book of Life.
When would this dream end?

I told him my name
And he began to look.
Then he looked at me sadly and said
Your name is not in this book.

Angel, this is a dream.
No, I can't be dead!
He closed the book and turned away.
He whispered - You can not proceed ahead.

No...No, this can't be real.
Angel, you can't turn me away.
Let me talk to God.
Maybe He'll let me stay.

He led me to the gate.
Jesus came to me,
He did not let me in but said,
Beloved what is your need?

Jesus, I cried, please
Don't cast me away from you.
Tears rolled down His face as He said,
You knew what you needed to do.

Lord, please I'm young.
I nevert thought I would die
I thought I'd have plenty of time.
Death caught me by surprise.

Lord, I went to church.
Please Jesus, I believe.
He said you would accept me.
My love you would not receive.

Lord, there were too many hypocrites.
They weren't being true.
He took a step back and asked
What does that have to do with you?

Lord, my family claimed to be saved,
They weren't real. You know.
He said, I died for you.
Now I have to go.

I fell to my knees crying to Him.
Lord, I planned to be real tomorrow.
I couldn't make Him understand.
I had never - felt such sorrow.

Then it hit me hard, I said
Lord, where will I go?
He looked into my eyes and said,
My child you already know.

Please Jesus, I begged
This place is so hot.
It seemed to trouble and grieve Him.
He whispered, DEPART FROM ME I KNOW YOU NOT.

Lord, your suppose to be love.
How can you send me to damnation?
He replied, with your mouth you said you loved me,
But each day you rejected my salvation.

With that in a instant,
Day turned into night.
I never knew such torture could be.
Now too late, I know the Bible is right.


If I can tell you anything,
Hell has no age.
It's a place of torture,
Seperated from God and full of rage.

You know I thought it was funny - a joke,
But this one thing is true.
If you never accept Jesus Christ
HELL IS WAITING FOR YOU!

If you haven't already, please ask Jesus into your heart right now

Help Us God


God you are holy and mighty in all ways
And we are so judgmental of others
Help us God the rest of our days
To follow your commandants and love our brothers

We are supposed to be different Lord
By caring and forgiving one another
Striving to live in one accord
And not fighting among each other

People look at us and decide something's wrong
They can stay as they are it seems
Because to be what we have become Oh God
We are not an influence the right way, we
need to be redeemed

We hurt our brothers and sisters and
We talk about others all the time
We need revival quick in our land
We need to fall on our knees and remind

Remind ourselves of the reasons
We were put on this earth after all
Leading others to Christ in all seasons
And that is the bottom line I recall

So Christians wake up and proclaim
The word of God is true
Each will be judged the same
And held accountable for what they do

Divorce Proof Your Marriage

Remember a long time ago when your marriage seemed ideal and you
and your spouse had no cares whatsoever?

Did something happen to your lovely marriage?

What was it?

It was a communication problem.

WAIT!!!!!! Don't skip out of this issue yet!!!!!!

What happened?

When you had no children and you were both starting out,
nothing got in the way of you and your adorable spouse.
But as time went on and kids came, things changed.

The wife gets to stay home and take care of the kids (hoo-rah!)
while the husband earns the bread. After a long, hard day with
the kids, the wife doesn't want to have ANYTHING to do with ANYBODY.

It's subtle and will take a period of time to come to this, but
it will happen. This is interpreted by the husband as:
1) A lack of interest in sex
2) A lack of interest in you

Then feelings get ruffled easy and the constant flow of
communication slows down.

Bills come in and it becomes a burden to make ends meet.
Then the husband doesn't want to talk either.

Pretty soon neither the wife nor the husband has that intimacy
that comes from the CONVERSATION they used to have. A husband
really does want to talk - perhaps not as much as the wife,
but he still wants to have a woman who will listen to his heart.

When that intimacy at home decreases by the day, the husband
will look for someone who will listen to his heart. If some
woman at the office spends time listening to him, the wife at
home is in danger. One day the husband comes home, declares
that he doesn't love you anymore and is initiating a divorce.
What happened?

The woman at the office captured his heart, and the lonely
husband feels like this woman at work will listen to him. If
the communication problem isn't fixed, the second marriage may
not work out either.

This of course applies to the woman at the office with a
listening man's ear.

It's a divorce that never should have happened!


Okay. What can be done about this 'communication problem?'

One of the answers is this: Frequent breaks from the daily
routine of taking care of the kids. (C'mon, guys! How long
would you last doing her job?)

Take a weekend a month and have an overnight trip somewhere
romantic. Spend some time together undisturbed by the kids.
Relieve your wife of stress with these getaways.

Talk a lot.
Share your heart a lot.
Make it so that there are no secrets between the two of you.
That takes courage and time, but is well worth it.

And on occasion, have a weekend of wild sex with each other.

Put these mini-vacations in your budget. They are *very*
important. Get away together frequently!

A message to the men is appropriate here: Men, when your wife
talks to you, look at her straight in the eye.
Pay attention to her!
You may be able to repeat what she is telling you, but are you
really listening?

Treat your wife like your hunting buddy or other true friend.
Forget about bills, work, projects, the to-do list, updating
your bank account -- until you have had a SATISFYING talk
(in HER opinion) with her.

This is part of real 'communication' with your wife.

Christian families have become materialistic and have become
burdened with debt and plans for getting ahead too fast.

You have heard, "If you want something you've never had, you
have to do something you've never done." Try it just for kicks!

This one "tune-up" won't fix all of your problems, but you will
be amazed how far it goes in helping out.

Paul Harvey, the radio news commentator, found these two items
in common to long-lasting marriages:
1) A sense of humor in both partners, and 2) Faith in God.

Being married and happy takes work and prayer, even for
Christians. Time in conversation with your spouse keeps
communication channels open. Communication itself is a skill
that needs to be developed. Mates must allow all conversation
to be free, even wild or bad ideas must be free to share.

As long as mates are chatting a lot and sharing everything, the
chances of a breakup are slim.

How Much Does Prayer Weigh?


Louise Redden, a poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store. She approached the owner of the store in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her charge a few groceries. She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food.

John Longhouse, the grocer, scoffed at her and requested that she leave His store. Visualizing the family needs, she said: 'Please, sir! I will bring you the money just as soon as I can."

John told her he could not give her credit, as she did not have a charge account at his store.

Standing beside the counter was a customer who overheard the conversation between the two. The customer walked forward and told the grocerman that he would stand good for whatever she needed for her family.

The grocerman said in a very reluctant voice, "Do you have a grocery list?" Louise replied "Yes sir" "O.K." he said, "put your grocery list on the scales and whatever your grocery list weighs, I will give you that amount in groceries."

Louise, hesitated a moment with a bowed head, then she reached into her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully with her head still bowed.

The eyes of the grocerman and the customer showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down. The grocerman staring at the scales, turned slowly to the customer and said begrudgingly, "I can't believe it."

The customer smiled and the grocerman started putting the groceries on the other side of the scales. The scale did not balance so he continued to put more and more groceries on them until the scales would hold no more. The grocerman stood there in utter disgust.

Finally, he grabbed the piece of paper from the scales and looked at it with greater amazement. It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer which said: "Dear Lord, you know my needs and I am leaving this in your hands."

The grocerman gave her the groceries that he had gathered and placed on the scales and stood in stunned silence. Louise thanked him and left the store. The customer handed a fifty-dollar bill to John as he said, "It was worth every penny of it."

It was sometime later that John Longhouse discovered the scales were broken; therefore, only God knows how much a prayer weighs.

Humble Me Lord

Humble me Lord
Towards other people who
Do not know your
Gracious love
Fill my heart with
Favor for those
To carry
Your message of unconditional
Love Humble me Lord
Help me to tell them
that you are there
If they only give You
Their trust Humble me Lord
To see the signs
That Others send to me
Give me the sight
of which battle that needs
to be fought
Humble me Lord!

Grandma?

I hate Mondays. Today was no exception since it was a cloudy
day with rain in the forecast. Mondays are wash days. I enjoy
hanging my linens on the line in the sun. To top it off, I was
beginning to feel the onslaught of an allergy attack, which
would certainly be worsened by the dryer running most of the
morning.

My self-pitying thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the
telephone back in the other side of the house. "Here it is
7:30 a.m. and someone is calling," I said to myself as I tripped
over the dog first and then the cat on my way to answer the phone.

"Hello," I said in a somewhat hoarse but unfriendly voice.

"Grandma?" came the retort.

My heart swelled immediately, and I took in a quick sigh of
relief before I replied. My grandson Noah is in the Marines
and has been stationed in Baghdad but had been given just hours
to pack up and get ready to return to the states. A few hours
later, they cancelled those orders and ordered them back to
Baghdad for an unknown amount of time. My son and his wife
were, as I was, worried about him and anxious to have him home.
With all this running through my head, I finally answered the
voice on the phone with eagerness, "Hey, Sweetheart, where are you?"

"I'm on the way to visit you," came the reply.

"Are you serious?" I asked in disbelief, "Where are you now?"

"I just left Fort Smith and am heading to Fort Sill with one of
my buddies who lives there. We are traveling in his car."

"Fort Smith? Fort Sill?" came my retort. I was confused since
he would have been returning to Camp Pendleton, a Marine base,
not an Army base. I said, "Why would you go there?"

There was a pause on the line and I feared I had lost the
connection but finally there was an unsure, "Is Margaret there?"

"No, there is no Margaret here. Who is Margaret?" I replied as
my heart fell.

"Uh,er...uh, I know you won't believe me but I am in an
automobile traveling to visit my Grandmother and I have her
number on my speed dial. I pushed it and got you. I don't know
how it happened but believe me, I am sorry," the young voice
said at the other end of the line.

"Well, you may not believe me," I replied, "but I have a
grandson who sounds just like you on the phone and always starts
out by saying, Grandma when he calls me. I wanted it to be him
more than you can know.

He has been in Kuwait City then Baghdad and then in Iran waiting
for orders to come home. He got them last week and was ready to
leave and they sent his platoon back to Baghdad. He is a Marine
from Camp Pendleton but lives in Fort Worth," I explained.

"This may be a wrong number," I continued, "but it gives me a
chance to say something to you I would like to say to all
soldiers who have been involved in this war and the frightening
weeks since.

We are all proud of you, one and all, and our hearts have been
praying for you daily and always thinking of your bravery and the
wonderful job you are all doing."

"You may not be my grandson but you are some lucky people's
grandson who probably think the same way I do. I am glad you
called, even if it was a wrong number. I felt closer to my
Noah through hearing your voice," I told him.

"Ma'am," came his reply, "I don't understand some of the things
that happen in this world. I have never gotten a wrong number
on my speed dial before, particularly to another grandmother.

I am more religious since being in Iraq. I have come to know
about faith first hand for the first time in my life. One thing
that has stood out clear among the soldiers I am stationed with
is that it is faith that gets us home. I kinda feel perhaps
there was a reason for this call going to you. It gives me a
chance to tell you a few things.

I was also stationed in Baghdad, also waited for orders to
return home, also was sent back to Baghdad, and now, finally
I am heading home. I am in the Army, however. I am only 20 and
dreamed of being a soldier for a long time. It is different
from how I imagined it, and I have had to grow up a lot.

Perhaps this call came to you as a message from your grandson
saying he will also return home safely in the near future."

"I really believe that," I told him. "I heard his voice in you
and it gave me joy. It will always be a special call to remember."

"By the way," he said, "while we are still connected, let me say
thanks to you and all the other grandparents, parents, siblings,
friends and strangers who sent the many cards, pictures,
supplies and well wishes and prayers to us all. We were working
for one cause, together, no matter what branch of the military.
It was the folks at home who got us through and will get your
grandson through."

"Thank you, for what you have done, for your wonderful attitude
and for your call. It has made me relieved, happy and touched,"
I told him. "Now, call your grandmother and tell her she has a
wonderful grandson."

Again, he said thanks and the call ended.

My morning became special.

I sat in the chair for a while and tears flowed from my eyes and
my heart. Tears of every emotion you can imagine. I first felt
ashamed for being in a bad mood this morning.

Second, I felt as if I had actually heard from my beloved
grandson. I felt an overwhelming pride for those young and not
so young soldiers and the hardships they endure for strangers.
The risks they take in the name of freedom. I cried a few extra
tears for two 20-year-old babies/wise men who, through a wrong
connection on a cell phone blended into one for a few minutes
to give an aging grandmother a light heart and a warm feeling of
being touched by the spirit of all life.

As I found solace in the events of the morning, I realized I
didn't even think of asking for his name. For a second I was
upset by this but then I realized, it was meant to be this way.
Now he will always be a voice saying, "Grandma?" and I will
always be that grandma saying, "Where are you?"

Life is sweeter on Mondays now.

I Cannot Pray



I cannot say OUR if my religion has no room for others and their needs.


I cannot say FATHER if I do not demonstrate this relationship


in my daily life


.


I cannot say WHO ART IN HEAVEN if all my interests and


pursuits are in earthly things.




I cannot say HALLOWED BE THY NAME if I, who am called


by his name am not holy.




I cannot say THY KINGDOM COME if I am unwilling to give up


my own sovereignty and accept the righteous reign of God.


I cannot say THY WILL BE DONE if I am unwilling or resentful


of having it in my life.




I cannot say ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN unless I am truly


ready to give myself to his service here and now.




I cannot say GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY BREAD without expending


honest effort for it or by ignoring the genuine needs of my fellowmen.




I cannot say FORGIVE US OUR TRESPASSES AS WE FORGIVE


THOSE WHO TRESPASS AGAINST US if I continue to


harbor a grudge against anyone.




I cannot say LEAD US NOT INTO TEMPTATION if I deliberately choose to remain in a sitution where I am likely to be tempted.




I cannot say DELIVER US FROM EVIL if I am not prepared to fight


in the spiritual realm with the weapon of prayer.




I cannot say THINE IS THE KINGDOM if I do not give the King the disciplined obedience of a loyal subject.




I cannot say THINE IS THE POWER if I fear what my


neighbors and friends may say or do.




I cannot say THINE IS THE GLORY if I am seeking my own glory first.




I cannot say FOREVER if I am too anxious about each day's affairs.




I cannot say AMEN unless I honestly say, "Cost what it may,


this is my prayer."

If God Should Speak



"Our Father which art in heaven....."
---Yes.

Don't interrupt me. I'm praying.
---But you called me.

Called you? I didn't call you. I'm praying. "Our
Father which art in heaven....."
---There you did it again.

Did What?
---Called me. You said, "Our Father which art in heaven."
Here I am.....What's on your mind?

But I didn't mean anything by it. I was, you know, just
saying my prayers for the day. I always say the Lord's Prayer.
It makes me feel good, kind of like getting a duty done.
---All right. Go on.

"Hallowed be thy name....."
---Hold it. What do you mean by that?

By what?
---By "Hallowed be thy name"?

It means.....it means.....Good grief, I don't know what
it means. How should I know? It's just a part of the prayer. By the
way, what does it mean?
---It means Honored, Holy, Wonderful.

Hey, that makes sense. I never thought about what
"hallowed" meant before. "Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth
as it is in heaven."
---Do you really mean that?

Sure, why not?
---What are you doing about it?

Doing? Nothing, I guess. I just think it would be kind
of neat if you got control of everything down here like you have up there.
---Have I got control of you?

Well, I go to church.
---That isn't what I asked you. What about your bad temper?


You've really got a problem there, you know. And then
there's the way you spend your money
---all on yourself. And what
about the kind of books you read?

Stop picking on me! I'm just as good as some of the
rest of those people at the church.
---Excuse me. I thought you were praying for my will to
be done. It that is to happen, it will have to start with
the ones who are praying for it. Like you, for example.

Oh, all right. I guess I do have some hang-ups. Now
that you mention it, I could probably name some others.
---So could I

I haven't thought about it very much until now, but I
really would like to cut out some of those things. I would like to,
you know, be really free.
---Good. Now we're getting somewhere. We'll work
together, you and I. Some victories can truly be won. I'm proud of you.

Look, Lord, I need to finish up here. This is taking a lot longer
than it usually does. "Give us this day, our daily bread."
---You need to cut out the bread. You're overweight as it is.

Hey, wait a minute! What is this, "Criticize me day"?
Here I was doing my religious duty, and all of a sudden you break
in and remind me of all my hang-ups.
---Praying is a dangerous thing. You could wind up changed,
you know. That's what I'm trying to get across to you.
You called me, and here I am. It's too late to stop now. Keep
praying, I'm interested in the next part of your prayer.....(pause).
Well, go on.

I'm scared to.
---Scared? Of what?

I know what you'll say.
---Try me and see.

"Forgive us our sins, as we forgive those who sin against us."
---What about Ann?

See? I knew it! I knew you would bring her up! Why
Lord, she's told lies about me, spread stories about my family. She
never paid back the debt she owes me. I've sworn to get even with her!
---But your prayer? What about your prayer?

I didn't mean it.
---Well, at least you're honest. But it's not much fun
carrying that load of bitterness around inside, is it?

No. But I'll feel better soon as I get even. Boy, have
I got some plans for that neighbor. She'll wish she had never
moved into this neighborhood.
---You won't feel any better. You'll feel worse.
Revenge isn't sweet. Think of how unhappy you already are. But
I can change all that.

You can? How?
---Forgive Ann. Then I'll forgive you. Then the hate
and sin will be Ann's problem and not yours. You will have
settled your heart.

Oh, you're right. You always are. And more than I want
to revenge Ann, I want to be right with you.....(pause).....(sigh).
All right. All right. I forgive her. Help her to find the right
road in life, Lord. She's bound to be awfully miserable now that I
think about it. Anybody who goes around doing the things she does to
others has to be out of it. Someway, somehow, show her the right way.
---There now! Wonderful! How do you feel?

Hmmmmmm. Well, not bad. Not bad at all. In fact, I
feel pretty great! You know, I don't think I'll have to go to bed
uptight tonight for the first time since I can remember. Maybe I won't
be so tired from now on because I'm not getting enough rest.
---You're not through with your prayer. Go on.

Oh, all right. "And lead us not into temptation, but
deliver us from evil."
---Good! Good! I'll do that. Just don't put yourself
in a place where you can be tempted.

What do you mean by that?
---Don't turn on the TV when you know the laundry needs
to be done and the house needs to be picked up. Also, about
the time you spend coffeeing with your friends, if you can't
influence the conversation to positive things, perhaps you should
re-think the value of those friendships. Another thing, your neighbors and
friends shouldn't be your standard for "keeping up". And please
don't use me for an escape hatch.

I don't understand the last part.
---Sure you do. You've done it a lot of times. You get
caught in a bad situation. You get into trouble and
then you come running to me, "Lord, help me out of this mess, and I
promise you I'll never do it again." You remember some of those bargains
you tried to make with me?

Yes and I'm ashamed, Lord. I really am.
---Which bargain are you remembering?

Well, there was the night that Bill was gone and the
children and I were home alone. The wind was blowing so hard I thought
the roof would go any minute and tornado warnings were out. I
remember praying, "Oh God, if you spare us, I'll never skip my
devotions again."
---I protected you, but you didn't keep your promise, did you?

I'm sorry, Lord, I really am. Up until now I thought
that if I just prayed the Lord's Prayer every day, then I could do what
I liked. I didn't expect anything to happen like it did.
---Go ahead and finish your prayer.

"For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory
forever." Amen
---Do you know what would bring me glory? What would
really make me happy?

No, but I'd like to know. I want now to please you. I
can see what a mess I've made of my life. And I can see how great it
would be to really be one of your followers.
---You just answered the question.

I did?
---Yes. The thing that would bring me glory is to have
people like you truly love me. And I see that happening
between us. Now that some of these old sins are exposed and out of the
way, well, there is no telling what we can do together.

Lord, let's see what we can make of me, O.K.?
---Yes, let's see.

If Jesus Came


Would you have to change your clothes before you let Him in?
Or hide some magazines, and put the Bible where they'd been?
Would you hide your worldly music and put some hymn books out?
Could you let Jesus walk right in, or would you rush about?

And I wonder. If the Savior spent a day or two with you,
Would you go right on doing, the things you always do?
Would you go right on saying, the things you always say?
Would life for you continue as it does from day to day?
Would you take Jesus with you everywhere you go?


Or would you maybe change your plans for just a day or so?
Would you be glad to have Him meet your closest friends?
Or would you hope they stay away until His visit ends?
Would you be glad to have Him stay forever on and on?

Or would you sigh with great relief when He at last was gone?
It might be interesting to know, the things that you would do,
If Jesus came in person, to spend some time with you.

Matthew 5:16 Let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father in heaven.

Prayer - Lord, help me to live the type of life that is pleasing to you and that I am never ashamed to let you see.. Amen

17 Words
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17 words that will never fail you.


They are:

Prepare
Care
Believe
Forgive
Change
Risk
Choose
Relax
Listen
Pray
Persist
Smile
Focus
Act
Trust
Accept
Wait

If you think about it, each word has a lot of meaning for each of
us in our everyday lives.

If Jesus Came To Your House


If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two,
If He came unexpectedly, I wonder what you'd do.
Oh, I know you'd give your nicest room to such an honored Guest.
And all the food you'd serve to Him would be the very best.
And you would keep assuring Him you're glad to have Him there.
That serving Him in your own home is joy beyond compare.

But, when you saw Him coming, would you meet Him at the door?
With arms outstretched in welcome to your heavenly Visitor?
Or would you have to change your clothes before you let Him in?
Or hide some magazines and put the Bible where they'd been?
Would you turn off the radio and hope He hadn't heard?
And wish you hadn't uttered that last, loud, nasty word?

Would you hide your worldly music and put some hymn books out?
Could you let Jesus walk right in, or would you rush about?
And I wonder, if the Savior spent a day or two with you,
Would you go right on doing the things you always do?
Would you go right on saying the things you always say?
Would life for you continue as it does from day to day?

Would your family conversation keep up its usual pace?
And would you find it hard each meal to say a table grace?
Would you sing the songs you always sing, and read the books you read?
And let Him know the things on which your mind and spirit feed?
Would you take Jesus with you everywhere you'd planned to go?
Or would you, maybe, change your plans for just a day or so?

Would you be glad to have Him meet your very closest friends?
Or would you hope they'd stay away until His visit ends?
Would you be glad to have Him stay forever on and on?
Or would you sigh with great relief when He at last was gone?
It might be interesting to know the things that you would do,
If Jesus Christ in person came to spend some time with you.

A Mixed-Up Army

Jake had never seen such a mixed-up army before. They were in the middle of a battle, with bullets flying all around. Yet the soldiers all seemed more concerned with what their fellow soldiers thought of them than they did of the war!

“I pressed my uniform this morning,” one was explaining proudly to his fellow soldier. Blood was gushing from a bullet wound in his leg, but the soldier was wearing a brave face. He didn’t want anyone to know he had gotten hurt. He wanted to look like a good soldier.

Another soldier, obviously a seasoned one, responded by sharing in pride about some of the battles he’d lived through and the things he knew. When another soldier joined them and began sharing proudly too, Jake decided he’d had enough.

“This is ridiculous, you guys!” he exclaimed. “We’re all in a battle, not a competition.” Without another word, he tore off his jacket and began using it to bandage the one soldier’s leg.

The other soldiers hung their head as each remembered they’d nothing really to be proud about. Their commander had led them to victory. He’d given them a position to serve and to fight the good fight. It wasn’t about them at all. There was a battle to be fought, not a competition to be won. They slowly turned, shoulder to shoulder, and reengaged in the battle, encouraging and helping their fellow soldiers.

"Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses." 1 Timothy 6:12

"And he gave some, apostles; and some, prophets; and some, evangelists; and some, pastors and teachers; For the perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ: Till we all come in the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ:

That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive; But speaking the truth in love, may grow up into him in all things, which is the head, even Christ:

From whom the whole body fitly joined together and compacted by that which every joint supplieth, according to the effectual working in the measure of every part, maketh increase of the body unto the edifying of itself in love." Ephesians 4:11-16

I Can't

“God helps those who help themselves”—or so the saying goes. Yet God’s Word tells us God helps the humble (James 4:6), the sick (Mark 2:17), and the meek (Psalm 147:6). God helps those who realize they can’t help themselves.

At the same time, the Bible certainly doesn't tell us to curl up in defeat or do nothing. We're urged to seek the Lord (1 Chronicles 16:11), obey His Word (James 1:25, Hebrews 3:15), and repent and believe the gospel (Mark 1:15). We do need to "help ourselves" in the sense of acknowledging our inability, running to the One who can help us, and obeying what He’s told us to do in His Word, knowing that ultimately, we're helpless without Him.

Do you feel as if you can’t go on? As if your heart is breaking? Are you out of strength? Be honest before God about it—He knows anyway.

And be honest with others too. We all need help fighting this battle called life. It’s warfare, not a competition for the most-put-together-Christian prize. Wars are messy and tough. But our Captain has already won the victory and given us the tools to walk in that victory, such as prayer, praise, and repentance. He is able to do what we are not--don't let anything keep you from running to Him.

"But he giveth more grace. Wherefore he saith, God resisteth the proud, but giveth grace unto the humble." James 4:6

"When Jesus heard it, he saith unto them, They that are whole have no need of the physician, but they that are sick: I came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance." Mark 2:17

"The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground." Psalm 147:6

If You Could See The World Through My Eyes


If you could see the world through my eyes,
You may better understand,
All I want is understanding, could you maybe be my friend,
I know I may look different, see the world in a different view,
If you could walk a mile in my shoes, and see what I've been through,

If you could see the world through my eyes, all the looks and all the stares,
You would wonder why the hostility, you would wonder don't they care,
God gave me a beating heart, like yours it hurts and mends,
I know how to love and show that I care to my family and my friends,

If you could see the world through my eyes, you would know what it means to hurt,
To have people who know you, and others who will treat you like dirt,
All I need is a smile and a moment, a second of your precious time,
To share my accomplishments, or just a voice saying your doing fine,

If you could see the world through my eyes, you would KNOW there is a loving God,
We all do the best that we can in this world, when we die we return to the sod,
Don't you ever feel sorry for me, I just want you to understand,
I know of Gods love through his nail pierced hand,

If you could see the world through my eyes, you would realize God makes no junk,
He has given me great abilities, and my life has never sunk,
When you pass me on the street today, do not stop and stare,
I would love for you to say hello, and show me that you care

Imagine


Close your eyes for a moment and imagine
What that day must have been like for our heavenly father
That Friday many, many years ago
When the precious Lamb of God was slaughtered

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine
What that day must have been like for our heavenly father
Seeing his only begotten son whipped, beaten and mocked
So that you and I, could become sons and daughters

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine
Seeing your child hanging up on a cross
With nails in their hands, their feet and side
So a sinful nation would not be lost

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine
God looking down from above
After giving us the very best he had
After showing us a no greater love

You see there is no greater love than this
Than a man lay his life down for a friend
But we weren't even that, we were enemies of God
We were so full of evil, we were so full of sin

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine
How God feels when he looks down at this nation
A people created in the image of God
Rejecting him and his gift of salvation

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine
If Jesus the Chris had never came
And been a living sacrifice for all to see
Taking to the cross our guilt and shame

Now open your eyes and see
Our heavenly father rejoicing on that day
That Sunday morning many years ago
When Jesus got up from the grave

"Saying oh Grave where is your victory
Oh Death where is your sting
You thought you'd won, but I've got news for you
My father in heaven, it is he who's still King

Now open your eyes and see
Our wonderful savior, for he has risen
Let's say hallelujah and let us all thank God
For the beautiful gift he has given!

That gift is Jesus Christ our Lord
The one who was slain on Calvary
But rose with all power in his hands
And he set all of us captives free!

Any concern too small to be turned into a prayer is too small to be a burden

Cell Phone vs. Bible

I wonder what would happen if we treated our Bible like we treat
our cell phones?


What if we carried it around in our purses or pockets?

What if we turned back to go get it if we forgot it?

What if we flipped through it several times an hour?

What if we used it to receive messages from the text?

What if we treated it like we couldn't live without it?

What if we gave it to kids as gifts?

What if we used it as we traveled?

What if we used it in case of an emergency?

What if we upgraded it to get the latest version?

What if we made sure it was plugged in so we wouldn't run out of
power?