Done.

Your book needs to be shared.

God’s writing the contents of our lives like books. The author of a book doesn’t write the book to read for Himself as he already knows the story. Books aren’t written to sit on shelves. They are written to be read by others. Every life, and every story, written by Him has value or it wouldn’t be written. All the joy and all of the pain in your life needs to be shared.

Some people out there are probably going through something they feel they can’t make it through. Things that you have survived and defeated in some past chapter in your book. That encouragement that it can be done might just be what someone needs. In fact I am sure it is. I am as sure of that as I am sure that someone else’s book is just what you need.

Shared pain is lessened. Shared joy is magnified. Don’t dismiss your life’s challenges, sufferings, and victories. Your book isn’t finished if you are reading this but the chapters that are there right now are valid in and of themselves!Someone you know needs to hear your story. It just might save their lives.
God bless you!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

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Mark 9:42 A Cold Fury

And whosoever shall offend one of these little ones that believe in me, it is better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he were cast into the sea. Mark 9:42

I just can't get this out of my mind. In light of the decisions to further fund abortion, the sweeping change to the government's position on funding stem cell research, and the moves to take away the rights of medical professionals to stay true to their faith and convictions...this verse takes on new meanings to me. Possibly I am taking this out of context but I don't think so. These precious souls and beings created by God...murdered in the longest continuing assault on God's image...I am sick to death of it. And now we only see this butchery expanding and consuming even more little ones. This genocide that shows no end...

I look at Jeremiah 1:5>>> 5Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations. and I know that God is raging. I look at his love for the kids created and frozen in labs...children dismissed as bio material that our government is going to allow "scientists" to murder.

In the name of cures, conveniences, and improvements to lifestyle this world is sacrificing millions of children to Baal. Cancer, Parkinson's, Altheimers, and more are all tragedies. All most saddening things in this fallen world that I don't make light of even remotely. But how will the benefactors of the new "cures" feel knowing that their missing ailments were swept away in an ocean of the innocent blood of children? If Abel's blood cried out to God what is the sound of millions of babies like to God?

How long will God tolerate this? How long will His cold fury remain distant before it heats white hot and judgement falls?

Golden Road Rez Band

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1El3_kQmeAk&feature=related

They told me about a golden road paved with dreams and fame
I though I'd try to walk it-get down and play the game
The treasures of the world kept comin'...
all my dreams came true
But I didn't realize the price I'd paid for the changes I'd gone through,
Changes I'd gone through

Clinging to the shape of a fantasy,
rolling down the slope of desire
Most of the time spent pulling it out of the fire
I turned away from God and His love,
and I worshipped myself
The idols that I'd built,
all crumbled on my shelf,
They all crumbled on my shelf

But all along I realized
That if I had toIf I had to choose
Between love an' my own sweet lies
Love was bound to lose,
yeah, love was bound to lose

They told me about a broken road
paved with death and shame
I though I'd try to find it...
get away from playing the game
I finally realized the price He paid for changes I've gone
though I finally realized the price He paid for Changes I've gone though
Changes I've gone though

a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people

1 Peter 2:9
But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should show forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light:


See, if you aren't careful you can take verses out of context. Even a word...happens all the time...

The Struggle-Rez Band. Music link at the bottom

The Struggle

Sometimes You scare me by what You cause me to see
And I'm afraid of knowing who I am
Although You've changed me there's still a whole lot of old wineskin
And to open up would destroy the me I'm afraid to show
One part of me doesn't want to grow
But I'm tired of this lingering winter
Tired of ground so hard and cold
Plow Your way through, I'm asking You to, Jesus
Lord, You're my only hope

Without You . . . I can't face myself

My pride wants me to hide inside myself
But I love You an' I don't want our love put on the shelf
I'm tired of fighting to be who I am
Jesus, make me what You want me to be
Because of You I desire reality
A love for You is what I'm dying to receive
Though I hate what I am I understand what You've promised me
You've promised me freedom in the truth
But I can only face myself when I've faced You
An' I'll be ready to face myself when I face You

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Columbus: Spurs good memories from childhood.

Back in the precious time when neighborhood grocery stores were the norm, this was a place that I loved as a kid. I still love grocery stores. Real ones. Not the WalMarts. A real grocery store has a very distinctive scent. Another fond one:

These places routinely made the coolest things in their bakeries. Things like this:

I have a great affection for locally run businesses. Grocery stores, Real barber shops, lumber yards, and hardware stores in particular.

Angel of light...

"there is no God who condones taking the life of an innocent human being,"-Obama 2/5/09

http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/01/23/obama.abortion/. a couple of weeks earlier

Hope or Real Hope? Choose this day whom you will serve...

Israel: The UN punching bag?

Who the hell are we, I should say the UN, to tell Israel that there must be a cease fire? This country has been living 9/11's on a daily baisis for years and yet the UN has the audacity to look down their noses???
http://news.aol.com/article/israel-gaza-conflict/232890
Israelis have been getting shelled for what seems like forever and yet they are the ones getting bashed for protecting their families!

Plug for Atomic Opera

www.atomicopera.com
sample: http://www.atomicopera.com/mp3/gc/Malediction.mp3

Malediction
The judges sat outside the law
And in their pride no evil saw
In setting teeth to Satan's jaw
And feeding him our children.
When viewed in terms of cost and ease
An unborn child is a disease
A holocaust seen fit to please
Our own convience.
A curse A curse the law it cries.
A curse a curse on mankind's pride.
A curse on him who would deny
God's image in mankind.
Torn from out their mother's womb
Denied the sky - denied a tomb
Conceived in lust to their own ruin
A sacrifice to pleasure.
The doctors with their blood red hands
Who love their money more than man,
With greed their god they lay their plans
The butchers of mankind.
A curse a curse the blood cries out
A curse a curse the heavens shout
A curse a curse on he who flouts
God's image in mankind.
O rid us of this evil, Lord
And turn our hearts by cross or sword.
Our nation cannot long afford
To live beneath your judgements.
A curse a curse upon their heads
O save them Lord or slay them dead
And fill our country with your dread
And turn away Your anger.

Insanity is not so bad.

As long as you tether your ankle to reality it's not a bad thing to go a little bonkers every now and then. I thought my son was going to fall of his chair when I took this on my cell phone!

No reason, I just like the sign.

Merry Christmas Rittman Ohio style!!!

No such thing as excess!!! The kids love this and we need some fun this year desperately!!! You have to give these people credit for boldness!!!

Goodwill Rocks!

Where else will a quarter get you something cool like these things?

He sees you when you're sleeping...he's making a list...and he carries an axe!?!?

Some of where it comes from...

An explanation will come soon. I'm tired right now.

This is Stanley Ryan. Sometime around 1910. I wish that I could have met him.

The Gospel of John Chapter 15. Heavy words.

I have heard so much soft doctrine over the years that there have been times I've actually believed it. Lately it has hit me in a very strong way that Jesus is not a genie in a bottle. There are still far too many people selling God in a way that sooths itching ears. I have read/heard this chapter at least ten times in the last month or so. The message here is very clear: Stick close to Jesus and He will stick close to you. Do your own thing and expect Him to be with you and it doesn't look like you are going to make it. It's been hitting me like a hammer.

John 15
1I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.
2Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit.
3Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you.
4Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me.
5I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.
6If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned.
7If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you.
8Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples.
9As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love.
10If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father's commandments, and abide in his love.
11These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.
12This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you.
13Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
14Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.
15Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you.
16Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you.
17These things I command you, that ye love one another.
18If the world hate you, ye know that it hated me before it hated you.
19If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.
20Remember the word that I said unto you, The servant is not greater than his lord. If they have persecuted me, they will also persecute you; if they have kept my saying, they will keep yours also.
21But all these things will they do unto you for my name's sake, because they know not him that sent me.
22If I had not come and spoken unto them, they had not had sin: but now they have no cloak for their sin.
23He that hateth me hateth my Father also.
24If I had not done among them the works which none other man did, they had not had sin: but now have they both seen and hated both me and my Father.
25But this cometh to pass, that the word might be fulfilled that is written in their law, They hated me without a cause.
26But when the Comforter is come, whom I will send unto you from the Father, even the Spirit of truth, which proceedeth from the Father, he shall testify of me:
27And ye also shall bear witness, because ye have been with me from the beginning.

Blessings...

I put this picture up in advance of Thanksgiving day with the full intent of making comment prior to, or on, T-day. I'm not into the traditional "horn of plenty" but for me this is the real horn of plenty: A 50's fridge stuffed with processed food and pop!

Just kidding...It is a reflection of the state our fridge has been in ever since a large struggle began for me and my family. Through it all God has provided! We have not missed a house payment nor have we gone hungry. Truly the Lord is good even though His methods confuse the living crap out of me at times.

Due to the nature of cyberspace I don't feel like spilling this particular set of my guts out. Should you be at a point of confusion and struggle..and you feel like the voice of God is as quiet as a mouse breathing...don't be afraid to post a comment and we'll figure a way for me to contact you and I will try to encourage you with a little more detail. My situation may not line up with yours but a shared burden is indeed much lighter. The way I look at it is there is no point in going through rough times if you can't use that experience to help someone else either avoid it or bear a similar thing.