I Bowed On My Knees And Cried Holy - Michael English And The Gaither Vocal Band 2008


Sunday, August 30, 2009

For Everything There Is A Season





For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, And a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate,
A time for war, and a time for peace.

--Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8

You Are My Life

I got this video from another blog I follow. It is truly beautiful and I love it yet it makes me somewhat sad to see it. This video shows the true childlike quality and love that Michael Jackson had in his heart and was willing to share it with anyone without expecting anything in return. It also shows the love and utter devotion that he had for his children and his family. Rest In Peace Michael, you will truly be missed forever....




Saturday, August 29, 2009

You'll Never Walk Alone - Jerry Lewis

My absolute favorite song by my hero!!! God bless you Jerry we love you!!!



Jerry Lewis sings “You’ll Never Walk Alone”

Friday, August 21, 2009

The Scars of Life

Some years ago on a hot summer day in South Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.

His father, working in the yard, saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could. Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator.

Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved.

The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, 'But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Dad wouldn't let go..'

You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.

The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God . He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He did not, and will not ever let you go.

Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that you can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in their Life, and what they are going through. Never judge another person's scars, because you don't know how they got them. Also, it is so important that we are not selfish, to receive the blessings of these messages, without forwarding them to someone else.

Right now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them, too, enough to not let them go.

Always Tell Your Family And Friends
How Much You Love Them!!!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

The Pink Dress


The Pink Dress
There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by. She never tried to speak. She never said a word. Many people passed by her, but no one would stop. The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there. Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes. Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl, for as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone. As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress. It was grotesquely shaped. I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to speak to her. Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different. As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare. As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly. She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was okay, I was there to help, to talk. I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, “Hello.” The little girl acted shocked, and stammered “Hi” after a long stare into my eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty. I asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, “Because I'm Different.” I immediately said, “That you are!” and smiled. The little girl acted even sadder and said “I know.” “Little girl,” I said “you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent.” She looked at me and smiled then slowly she got to her feet and said “Really?” “Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all the people walking by.” She nodded her head yes, and smiled. With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings to spread then she said “I am. I'm your guardian angel”, with a twinkle in her eye. I was speechless, sure I was seeing things. She said “For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is done.” I got to my feet and said, “Wait, why did no one stop to help an Angel?” She looked at me, smiled, and said, “You're the only one that could see me,” and then she was gone. And with that, my life was changed dramatically.

So when you think you're all you have remember, your angel is always watching over you.

Share this with everyone that means anything at all to you.
Like the story says, we all need someone....and every one of your friends is an angel in their own way.

The value of a friend is measured in the heart. I hope your Guardian Angel watches over you always.


Sunday, August 16, 2009

Mocha Kiss


On Friday we picked up our new puppy and decided to name him Mocha Kiss. He is a male chihuahua and weighs about 1/2 pound. (A monster huh?) He has such a comical personality and he's so laid back as you can see in this picture. He's already stolen our hearts and taken over our household. Alot of people name their chihuahuas Paco, Taco, Pancho etc. but we wanted to name him something that didn't refer to his breed. His name was Tonka until we had him home for a few days and decided with his chocolate color and the fact that he is a licking machine that Mocha Kiss suited him better don't you think?



This is Mocha after his bath. Poor little thing was freezing and kept trying to drink his bath water. I guess his bath tired him out!


This is Daddy kissing Mocha. Isn't that sweet? I love this picture!

 
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