Friday, June 19, 2020
Tuesday, June 16, 2020
Sunday, June 14, 2020
Wednesday, June 10, 2020
Friday, May 1, 2020
Your Voice, His message.
It is always great to see the Christians from around the world that take a peek at each others blogs, pics and videos. It is a great opportunity to be a blessing and to be blessed.
What unity. Be encouraged that you are not alone. God is always with you. He continues to send others into your life. Thank God we can find grace and mercy to help in time of need.
If you haven't posted or commented for awhile, or e mailed , even sent a text, Today is the day. Some one wants/needs to have that communication.
Looking at the audience of this blog it was of course throughout the world. You may know the same with your words. We could never come in contact with as many, in our day to day. He is sending your voice across the street and across the globe.
Keep on talkin' baby!
What unity. Be encouraged that you are not alone. God is always with you. He continues to send others into your life. Thank God we can find grace and mercy to help in time of need.
If you haven't posted or commented for awhile, or e mailed , even sent a text, Today is the day. Some one wants/needs to have that communication.
Looking at the audience of this blog it was of course throughout the world. You may know the same with your words. We could never come in contact with as many, in our day to day. He is sending your voice across the street and across the globe.
Keep on talkin' baby!
Friday, April 24, 2020
Christlike.
“He who says he abides in Him ought himself also to walk as He walked.”- 1John2:6
His life in us working, that our walk (the outward expression of the inner new life) becomes like His. Paul wrote: “I have been crucified with Christ, it is no longer I who lives, but Christ lives in me.”
Quickly you’re Christlike when:
* You abide in Him.
* You serve others
* Deny self
* Are not OF this world.
* You are Fulfilling our mission.
In this hour it should/can’t be business as usual. Not just another phase or fad. But faithful followers and disciples of Christ being Christlike!
His life in us working, that our walk (the outward expression of the inner new life) becomes like His. Paul wrote: “I have been crucified with Christ, it is no longer I who lives, but Christ lives in me.”
Quickly you’re Christlike when:
* You abide in Him.
* You serve others
* Deny self
* Are not OF this world.
* You are Fulfilling our mission.
In this hour it should/can’t be business as usual. Not just another phase or fad. But faithful followers and disciples of Christ being Christlike!
Thursday, April 23, 2020
Quarantined with the Slobz family. (sequel to Christmas with the Slobz family)
(To be read with an English accent)
"I have lost track. How long have we been quarantined together? Asked Antwerp.
"I haven't any idea." Shouted his wife Sally, as she wiped her mouth of the last piece of blueberry pie.
"Two weeks and seventy-three hours." My wife whispered to me in the kitchen.
"What's for lunch?" Ima asked. She was finally growing bored. Her and Ura (her brother) had hid my antique glass chess pieces playing hide and seek, and were unable to find them anymore.
"I'm wondering if this is all a bloody hoax!" coughed Antwerp. "If only Sally hadn't caught it from the pub and brought it here, but our two families wouldn't have had this quality time together."
"What did you say was for lunch?"
"I didn't say sally." My wife looked as if she was about to do something she would regret.
"How about chops and chips." I intervened.
"We had that yesterday." Both kids shouted, sounding like fingernails on a school chalk board.
It sounded as if the entire Manchester football team was quarantined with us. The sound was unbearable. Antwerp was begging the children to let him play the video games (they had brought with them). While Sally continuously bragged about their ability to stack my books from our shelves so neat and so so high.
My wife ran in the living room with a grin. "It's over. A nurse from the hospital just called and the time has expired. Now you all can go back to the place you call home!"
The children began to whimper and cry.
"I have lost track. How long have we been quarantined together? Asked Antwerp.
"I haven't any idea." Shouted his wife Sally, as she wiped her mouth of the last piece of blueberry pie.
"Two weeks and seventy-three hours." My wife whispered to me in the kitchen.
"What's for lunch?" Ima asked. She was finally growing bored. Her and Ura (her brother) had hid my antique glass chess pieces playing hide and seek, and were unable to find them anymore.
"I'm wondering if this is all a bloody hoax!" coughed Antwerp. "If only Sally hadn't caught it from the pub and brought it here, but our two families wouldn't have had this quality time together."
"What did you say was for lunch?"
"I didn't say sally." My wife looked as if she was about to do something she would regret.
"How about chops and chips." I intervened.
"We had that yesterday." Both kids shouted, sounding like fingernails on a school chalk board.
It sounded as if the entire Manchester football team was quarantined with us. The sound was unbearable. Antwerp was begging the children to let him play the video games (they had brought with them). While Sally continuously bragged about their ability to stack my books from our shelves so neat and so so high.
My wife ran in the living room with a grin. "It's over. A nurse from the hospital just called and the time has expired. Now you all can go back to the place you call home!"
The children began to whimper and cry.
"Ima Slobz, pack up your things in your back pack and let's go!"
"I'll help you!" I said jumping into action.
"Bit of tough news" Antwerp came from outside.
"The car won't start and there is petrol all over your lawn. the man from the garage said they were under quarantine as well and it would be a week until they could take a look."
My wife and I went to the back garden and collapsed in the chairs by the water feature.
"I'll help you!" I said jumping into action.
"Bit of tough news" Antwerp came from outside.
"The car won't start and there is petrol all over your lawn. the man from the garage said they were under quarantine as well and it would be a week until they could take a look."
My wife and I went to the back garden and collapsed in the chairs by the water feature.
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