Thursday, May 10, 2007

GodSpeaks

You’ve seen the billboards along the side of the road, heard about them on the news, or perhaps a friend mention them? GodSpeaks is a billboard campaign started several years ago that had messages signed "God." The sayings were short and to the point.


The campaign was run again recently with new sayings, and the billboards can be seen at GodSpeaks. Well worth a visit!

Here are the new ones:

New Campaigns

As my apprentice, you’re never fired.

One nation under me.

All I know. . . is everything.

If you must curse, use your own name!

Need a marriage counselor? I’m available.

Life is Short, Eternity isn’t.

The real Supreme Court meets up here.

Feeling lost? My Book is your map.

And the originals:

Old Campaigns

Let’s meet at My house Sunday, before the game.

C’mon over and bring the kids.

What part of “Thou shalt not. . .” didn’t you understand?

We need to talk.

Keep using my name in vain, I’ll make rush hour longer.

Loved the wedding, invite me to the marriage.

That “Love Thy Neighbor” thing. . . I meant that.

I love you. . . I love you. . . I love you.

Will the road you’re on get you to My place?

Follow me.

Need directions?

You think it’s hot here?

Tell the kids I love them.

Have you read my #1 best seller? (There will be a test.)

Do you have any idea where you’re going?

Big Bang Theory, you’ve got to be kidding.

My way is the highway.

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Mary Listens, Martha Labors

I am a Lay Speaker at our church and last Sunday, I was asked to give the message. This is a modified version of my sermon on Mary and Martha. I know it's long, but I couldn't find a place to cut it down any more without losing the meaning I was trying to present!

Mary Listens, Martha Labors

Luke 10:38-42

[38] As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. [39] She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what he said. [40] But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, "Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!"

[41] "Martha, Martha," the Lord answered, "you are worried and upset about many things, [42] but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."


Every one of gospel writers, under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, had to pick and choose from many incidents and sayings in Jesus' life, and he had to decide just what to include and what not to include. Luke was no exception. So when Luke decided to include six or seven sentences about a couple of sisters named Mary and Martha, we need to ask: Why? What point was Luke trying to pass on to his readers? As I looked at this passage, I couldn’t help but ask myself: What are we supposed to learn from this?

"As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him." (10:38)

Luke doesn't tell us the name of the village, since it isn't important to his point, though from John's Gospel we know it is Bethany, just east of Jerusalem. It was the village where Jesus' friend Lazarus, who is the brother of Mary and Martha, lived, and toward the end of His ministry, Jesus stayed there during the Passover that ended in his crucifixion. Luke simply tells us, "Martha opened her home to him" meaning that she welcomed him, she planned to entertain him as a guest. Jesus' ministry had a person-to-person structure. His pattern was to find a person who would receive him, and then stay with that person while preaching in the village (9:4-5; 10:5-7). If he didn't find a home open to him -- a person hungry enough for spiritual food that he would offer hospitality -- Jesus would go on. He didn't fund a block of hotel rooms for his crusade team in each town on the itinerary. Rather he taught - and waited for an invitation.

Sometimes we get the impression that Mary is the spiritual one, while Martha is not. But Martha's invitation indicates her openness to spiritual things. She, too, longs to be a disciple, and she wants to honor Jesus by inviting him to her home.

"She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what he said."

Now we meet Mary. While Martha is bustling about the house getting ready for dinner, Mary is sitting at Jesus' feet listening. That Jesus would encourage her to listen to him as he taught in the house was, in itself, radical. Women were openly despised by the Judaism of the time. Women were exempt from the study of the Torah. Many rabbis actively discouraged women from learning.

But Jesus encourages Mary to sit and listen. I imagine the scene with Jesus seated in a place of honor, perhaps in the house's courtyard, surrounded by eager listeners -- his disciples, prominent members of the community, probably Lazarus, and Mary. Jesus speaks, he answers questions, he tells parables, and he teaches. All the time Mary sits and takes it all in. She can't imagine anything better than this!

"But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made."

Inside, Martha is fuming. All these guests, a great deal of cooking, setting the low table where her guest will be seated. So much to do! Dinner will be late unless she can get help. But where is her lazy sister Mary? Sitting outside with the men rather than inside doing the work that needs to get done. How irresponsible!

You probably know exactly the kind of resentment Martha is feeling. Her distraction has been going on for some time. You have to wonder if Martha didn’t wish to hear Jesus too but was prevented from doing so by the pressure of providing hospitality.

"She came to him and asked, 'Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!’”

Finally, Martha can stand it no longer. She comes to where Jesus is, and seems to interrupt the conversation he is having. She doesn't rebuke her sister in front of Jesus; she almost seems to be rebuking Jesus himself for not caring, for not having ordered Mary to go and help her sister an hour before. She doesn't ask Mary to help her. She commands Jesus, "Tell her to help me!" Her anger and frustration have taken over. Martha is out of line. She is rude to her honored guest.

" 'Martha, Martha,' the Lord answered, 'you are worried and upset about many things....' "

Immediately, Jesus seems to soothe Martha's anger. The repeated name suggests as much. He also identifies accurately how she is feeling: "worried and upset about many things." Martha is feeling like she has more to do than she can do herself.

"... but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."

What did Jesus mean by "one thing"? Is he referring to the one spiritual goal, or to a single dish rather than multiple dishes that Martha may have been preparing in order to show special honor to her guest? We're not sure.

Personally, I think “the one thing that is needed” was Mary’s choice to listen to the Lord’s teaching. In the final scheme of things, the things Jesus said that day were of much more importance than what He ate. Today, if we are too busy to commune with the Lord; to pray and to study His word; to meditate on life's purpose and to enjoy a peaceful, private time with Him, then there is something horribly wrong with our practice. If our walk of faith consists mainly of going to church and then on with life's busy day then we are not receiving of the goodness that the Lord has planned for us. And if we are so hassled by the routines of daily existence that we find ourselves lashing out at those we love as Martha did on that occasion, then isn't that a good indication that something needs fixed?

Since deciding that this passage was what I would talk about today, I’ve done a lot of thinking about Mary and Martha. I’ve realized that I spend more time with the things of this world than with the treasures that God has placed in the world. (THINGS) The dishes need to be done, the carpet vacuumed, the meals prepared, the windows washed, the rooms tidied up, the floors swept. What is there that does not need to be done? I even make lists of what I still need to do when I know that company is coming. (TREASURES) The most important treasure we have is God's Word. Are we spending enough time in it? Are we filling ourselves up with enough of Christ that we have plenty to give away and share with others? Our God-given treasures need to be cared for too. Children need to be played with and taught, husbands need to be loved by their wives, while many people around us need to be ministered to. If our spirits are running on empty all of the time (from not spending enough time in the Word) - then we will not be able to spend time with and minister to our treasures that God has given us.

"Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."

Even though it cuts across the grain of social expectations, even though it means neglecting her regular duties, Mary has correctly realized that listening to Jesus and learning his ways is more important than anything -- anything else she can choose. And no one can rip this precious spiritual food away from her.

I don't want to be too hard on Martha, Jesus certainly wasn't. But he tried very gently to explain how Mary's choice was better, and that she shouldn't be deprived of it by having to be marched off to the kitchen by her older sister.

What is it that you are trying to offer Jesus? Your talents and abilities? The open doors and opportunities afforded by your position in the community? Faithful service as a Sunday school teacher even though you might prefer to do something else? All these can be good. And I am sure that Jesus wants each of these from you in their own time.

But the one thing that Jesus seeks above all else is time that you spend time listening to him, "sitting at his feet," as it were. That needs to come first, before all these other things. That is where peace is found. That is the only place of spiritual rest.

While reading about Mary and Martha, I long to be like both ladies. Mary sat at the feet of Jesus, and was made full of the things of God. We can’t share God to others if we have no knowledge of him. Mary was indulging her spirit while Martha was busy working and serving. Can you imagine being busy with housework and serving while the God of the universe was sitting in your house, on your couch? If in the same situation as Martha, would we neglect the Lord, to take care of our things? Unfortunately, many of us are guilty of this very thing - I know I am! The God of the universe is still here with us today, and reveals himself to us through His Word. Are we neglecting Him (our Bibles), leaving him alone on the couch, or on a nightstand, or on a bookshelf. Or are we sitting at the feet of our Master? While reading this story - I realized that I am too much like Martha, and not enough like Mary. The Lord wants us to have a balance of these two ladies.

The good news is that Jesus the host grants permission for all distracted, frantic people to sit down and eat their fill of word and promise. When we join them and nourish ourselves at the table, we’ll be ready to put hands and feet, hearts and minds to work.

"Martha, why don't you take off your apron and sit down for a few minutes. Dinner can wait. There's something very dear to my heart that I'd like to share with you -- you personally. Do you have some time right now?"


Tuesday, May 8, 2007

The Princess and the Pea

This devotional is from Keys For Kids. I wanted to share it with you. www.KeysForKids.org

TITLE: The Princess and the Pea

SCRIPTURE: Psalm 32:1-5

THE STORY FOR TODAY:

"Grandma, will you read The Princess and the Pea to me before I go to bed?" begged Alonya when she and her sister were staying over at Grandma's house.

"Oh, you know that story," said her sister, Terre. "The princess couldn't sleep good because there was a pea under her mattress. Even though there were lots of mattresses on her bed, the pea still kept her awake, and she . . ."

"Don't tell it!" protested Alonya. "I want to hear Grandma read it."

"I'll read it," agreed Grandma with a smile. She took the book Alonya handed her and read the story. "Bedtime," she announced when she finished.

While tucking the girls into bed a little later, Grandma began feeling under the mattress. "What are you doing, Grandma?" Alonya asked.

"I'm looking for peas, Princess!" Grandma replied.

Terre giggled. "There aren't any there, Grandma," she said.

"Good," said Grandma. "I hope there aren't any in your lives, either." She smiled at the puzzled expression on the girls' faces. "The pea in the story reminds me of a time when I did something wrong," said Grandma. "I took a dime from my mom's purse. I thought it didn't matter because it was such a little thing. But what does God say about stealing?"

"You shall not steal," quoted Terre.

"That's right," agreed Grandma. "My stealing was like the pea in the story. It was hidden, but it really bothered me. Sometimes I would lie awake at night, tossing and turning, thinking about it."

"Just like in The Princess and the Pea!" Alonya cried. "But you're not a princess, Grandma."

"In a way I am," said Grandma. "Our heavenly Father is the King of kings, and we're His children, so doesn't that make us princesses?"

"Wow! I never thought of that," said Alonya. "What happened to you next?"

"Finally, I couldn't stand trying to hide my sin any longer," said Grandma. "I had to ask Jesus and my mother to forgive me."

"And did you live happily ever after?" Terre asked, grinning.

Grandma smiled. "I must admit I still sin sometimes," she said, "but when I think about what happened so long ago, it's a good reminder to always confess my sin. I don't want any more 'peas under my mattress.'"

MEMORY VERSE:

I will confess my transgressions to the Lord. Psalm 32:5

HOW ABOUT YOU?
Do you have any "peas under your mattress"? Have you done things that you feel guilty about? Does your conscience bother you? If you're a Christian, it's the Holy Spirit who makes you feel guilty when you sin. Confess your sin and get right with God. It's the only way to have peace.

Saturday, May 5, 2007

Jokes for the day...

A young boy had just gotten his driving permit. He asked his father, who was a minister, if they could discuss the use of the car. His father took him to his study and said to him, "I'll make a deal with you. You bring your grades up, study your Bible a little and get your hair cut and we'll talk about it." After about a month the boy came back and again asked his father if they could discuss use of the car. They again went to the father's study where his father said, "Son, I've been real proud of you. You have brought your grades up, you've studied your Bible diligently, but you didn't get your hair cut!"

The young man waited a moment and replied, "You know Dad, I've been thinking about that. You know, Samson had long hair, Moses had long hair, Noah had long hair, and even Jesus had long hair...." To which his father replied, "Yes, and they walked every where they went!"

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One Sunday a pastor told the congregation that the church needed some extra money and asked the people to prayerfully consider giving a little extra in the offering plate. He said that whoever gave the most would be able to pick out three hymns. After the offering plates were passed, the pastor glanced down and noticed that someone had placed a $1,000 bill in the offering. He was so excited that he immediately shared his joy with his congregation and said he'd like to personally thank the person who placed the money in the plate. A very quiet, elderly, saintly lady all the way in the back shyly raised her hand. The pastor asked her to come to the front. Slowly she made her way to the pastor. He told her how wonderful it was that she gave so much and in thanksgiving asked her to pick out three hymns. Her eyes brightened as she looked over the congregation, pointed to the three handsomest men in the building and said, "I'll take him and him and him!"

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Mahatma Gandhi was quite a spiritual person. He walked barefoot everywhere, to the point that his feet became quite thick and hard.

Even when he was not on a hunger strike, he didn't eat much. Over time he became quite thin and frail. Furthermore, due to his diet, he wound up with very bad breath. Therefore he came to be known as a.....

"Super calloused fragile mystic plagued with halitosis."


Thursday, May 3, 2007

I'm a Good Parent. . .

I found two blogs yesterday when I was writing my Blogtipping post that had posts about admitting that they are good parents. I decided that I'd write my own post about being a good parent....

I have very low self-esteem... I always have. I have a hard time accepting praise. Why? I have no idea.

I've been watching my weight and have recently lost 28 pounds and only have about 7 more to go to reach my goal weight. I feel better physically than I have in a very long time. Hubby Frank and I celebrated out 20th wedding anniversary last summer with a trip to Gatlinburg and had a wonderful time. Our girls are a true blessing. They are both very good students, and very good girls. They are friendly to everyone and have lots of good friends. I've got a lot of very good friends too. I'm involved in a lot of the girls' activities at the school and very involved with our church. I work for an extremely understanding boss and love my job. Plus things are going pretty well on my blogs! Sounds pretty close to perfect, doesn't it? So why do I have such a low self-esteem?

One problem is, I can't help but compare myself to others. Even though I'm now in a smaller clothing size, I still picture myself as big. Outside, I manage my marriage, kids, friendship and job, but inside, I'm struggling to handle balancing it all.

Outside, my life probably looks pretty good, but if people really knew. . . my oldest dd Becca has been struggling with some pretty serious health issues. For the past two years, she has a headache on a daily basis. We've had her to every doctor imaginable both here locally and in Pittsburgh and were finally told there is nothing they can do... she just has to learn to deal with it until it someday goes away. Then she was diagnosed with bladder cancer last fall. Talk about your world falling down around you! We got that taken care of only to find she has PCOS (that's a whole other blog! lol!). She started having more health problems two weeks ago and we've been back and forth to Pittsburgh again dealing with them. Jillian, our youngest, has had asthma since she was 18 months old and still has occasional flair ups. Frank travels a lot with his work... sometimes having to be out of town 3-4 days a week. I volunteer for way too many things and end up with a To Do list a mile long! Work gets very, very busy during the spring so I often have to work longer hours, yet I've needed to take a lot of time off because of Becca lately, which hurts the paycheck a lot... I could go on and on, but I won't. I think you get the picture.

So how do I deal with it all? I cry out to God. I do a LOT of praying! Proverbs 3:5 helps me a lot, "Trust in the Lord with ALL your heart. . ." When I start feeling down again, I realize that I have been relying on me, not God. Another verse is Jeremiah 29:13, "You will seek me and find me when you seek me with ALL your heart." Why do I keep forgetting that??? When I remember these truths, these treasures from God's Word, a calmness comes over me that I can't even begin to explain.

When I rely on His strength, and not my own, I feel better about myself, and I can breathe again. I turn my fears about Becca, Jillian, Frank, work, and every day pressures over to the only One who can take care of them.

How does this help me be a good parent? Because I can be there for my girls... really be there. I can give them the support and encouragement they need because of my inner peace. My girls and I have fun when we are together, whether it's a trip to Walmart or to the doctors in Pittsburgh. We all laugh at the dining room table when we eat dinner together. We share stories and laugh. They confide in my about boy troubles and girl friend troubles. I provide a loving home, they have a strong Christian upbringing and they are good kids. Really good kids.

I'm proud of them, and I'm proud of Frank and I as their parents. Yep, I still suffer from low self-esteem, but I work on it constantly! And I am very proud to say, I am a Good Parent.

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

Blottipping!

It’s Blogtipping Day! And it’s also the first anniversary of Blogtipping! The first monthly Blogtipping Day was exactly one year ago today. Time flies when you’re surprising other bloggers with free praise and blogging tips!

I Love Blogtippng SignBlogtipping Definition: Blogtipping is where you publish a blog post in which you link to three unsuspecting blogs and offer three compliments and/or one helpful tip to each blogger. (Or adapt those numbers to your own preferences; the principle of selflessness is what matters most here.) Blogtipping is a refreshing and useful surprise that can start a blogger’s month with a huge smile!

The first calendar day of each month is a new Blogtipping Day. Who will you sneak up behind and tip next time?

I plan to surprise three bloggers on the first calendar day of each month and offer each one three items of praise. The idea behind blogtipping is to give a tip as well, but I’m still very new to blogging myself and will hold off on the tipping and just give praise this month.

Since the purpose of blogtipping is simply to help and encourage other bloggers, please feel free to blogtip whenever, whomever and however you wish.

So, on to my list!

Blogtippee 1: Life in the God Lane: Things on My Mind

1. This is a great blog that has been around for almost two years! She has lots of life story posts that are very well written and thought out. I very much enjoy reading it.

2. A tear came to my eye reading her story about Stinky... we had to give one of our cats away when our oldest daughter was born and I know how hard it was for us....

3. Her post about losing her anxiety over financial problems hit home... we had severe financial problems about 7 years ago... the only thing that helped was prayer. I had such a sense of calm after praying and was able to think things out so much clearer...

Blogtippee 2: Just a girl

1. Lots of great scripture spread out through the blog! I also love the song lyrics. As I read the lyrics to El Shaddai, I was singing along....

2. Cute stories and picture of the kids!

3. The post about her husband and his illness really hit home with me as we struggle with health problems with my daughter. I will be praying for his healing...

Blogtippee 3 - Graced by Christ

1. Love, love, love all the great pictures of the kids!

2. Many great stories about family and friends. Another one that touches the heartstrings about illnesses, this one with kids. Prayers are going out to the whole family!

3. Another blog with scriptures throughout. Very inspirational!


That's it for this month! Check out the links above and pay them a visit! I'm sure you'll be happy you did!

Monday, April 30, 2007

Sunday, April 29, 2007

Noah's Ark


I wanted to share a news article with you about a Working Replica of Noah's Ark that opened in the Netherlands yesterday. Johan Huibers did the work mostly with his own hands, using modern tools and occasional help from his son Roy. Construction began in May 2005.

Reckoning by the old biblical measurements, Johan's fully functional ark is 150 cubits long, 30 cubits high and 20 cubits wide. That's two-thirds the length of a football field and as high as a three-story house. Visitors on the first day were stunned.

"It's past comprehension," said Mary Louise Starosciak, who happened to be bicycling by with her husband while on vacation when they saw the ark looming over the local landscape.

"I knew the story of Noah, but I had no idea the boat would have been so big." This replica is five times smaller than the Ark described in the Bible. Can you even imagine how large the real Noah's Ark must have been?

If I were to ever visit the Netherlands, this is one exhibit that I would love to see.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

My Attorney

After living what I felt was a "decent" life, my time on earth came to the end. The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a courthouse. The doors opened and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table.

As I looked around I saw the "prosecutor." He was a villainous looking gent who snarled as he stared at me. He definitely was the most evil person I have ever seen. I sat down and looked to my left and there sat My Attorney, a kind and gentle looking man whose appearance seemed so familiar to me, I felt I knew Him.


The corner door flew open and there appeared the Judge in full flowing robes. He commanded an awesome presence as He moved across the room. I couldn't take my eyes off of Him. As He took His seat behind the bench, He said, "Let us begin."

The prosecutor rose and said, "My name is Satan and I am here to show you why this man belongs in hell." He proceeded to tell of lies I told, things I stole, and in the past when I cheated others. Satan told of other horrible perversions once in my life and the more he spoke, the further down in my seat I sank. I was so embarrassed, I couldn't look at anyone, even my own Attorney, as the Devil told of sins even I completely forgotten about. As upset as I was at Satan for telling all these things about me, I was equally upset at My Attorney who sat there silently not offering any form of defense at all. I know I was guilty of those things, but I did some good in my life - couldn't that at least equal out part of the harm I'd done?


Satan finished with a fury and said, "This man belongs in hell, he is guilty of all I have charged and there is not a person who can prove otherwise."

When it was His turn, My Attorney first asked if He might approach the bench. The Judge allowed this over the strong objection of Satan, and beckoned Him to come forward. As He got up and started walking, I was able to see Him in His full splendor and majesty. I realized why He seemed so familiar; this was Jesus representing me, my Lord and my Savior.

He stopped at the bench and softly said to the Judge, "Hi, Dad," then He turned to address the court. "Satan was correct in saying this man sinned, I won't deny any of these allegations. And, yes, the wage of sin is death, and this man deserves to be punished."

Jesus took a deep breath and turned to His Father with outstretched arms and proclaimed, "However, I died on the cross so this person might have eternal life and he accepted Me as his Savior, so he is Mine."

My Lord continued with, "His name is written in the Book of Life and no one can snatch him from Me. Satan still does not understand yet. This man is not to be given justice, but rather mercy."

As Jesus sat down, He quietly paused, looked at His Father and said,"There is nothing else that needs to be done. I've done it all."


The Judge lifted His mighty hand and slammed the gavel down. The following words bellowed from His lips... "This man is free The penalty for him was already paid in full. Case dismissed"

As my Lord led me away, I could hear Satan ranting and raving, "I won't give up, I will win the next one."

I asked Jesus as He gave me my instructions where to go next, "Have you ever lost a case?" Christ lovingly smiled and said, "Everyone that comes to Me and asked Me to represent them, received the same verdict as you, "PAID IN FULL."

Tuesday, April 24, 2007