Most of us are intrigued when a fellow human comes along and does something no one has ever done before.
Why is that?
The largest painting ever of Jesus’ Resurrection, with artist Ron DiCianni explaining it in breathtaking detail.
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Most of us are intrigued when a fellow human comes along and does something no one has ever done before.
Why is that?
The largest painting ever of Jesus’ Resurrection, with artist Ron DiCianni explaining it in breathtaking detail.
Ever find yourself going through your daily motions and you get a text, email or phone call that stops you in your tracks?
Yesterday was one of those times and I’d like to ask for your help in praying for one couple in particular. They were all set to adopt a newborn child, when “a Father” suddenly appeared where there wasn’t.
This couple has struggled a long time to start a Family, like many couples do – more than most people realize. They had finally reached the end of one journey and were about to begin the next chapter in their lives – as Parents.
God has some other plan, because they are not going to be Parents this time. When will their next time be?
Let’s hope that their pain and grief at the “loss” of their first child will be overcome by an outpouring of God’s Grace, Mercy and Never Ending Love, and all of our kind and generous prayers.
They say that a picture is worth a thousand words. If so, then here’s the photo answer to today’s question:
In the midst of controversy, the seeds of dialogue are sown. There are tough decisions, perhaps life-altering decisions, that need to be made. Even when we choose not to decide, we still have made a choice.
This Alabama Judge leaves no doubt where he stands.
Do you? Will you, some day? Or will we all succumb to fear and doubt?
The following is a poem written by Judge Roy Moore from Alabama. Judge Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the Ten Commandments in his courtroom foyer. He has been stripped of his judgeship and now they are trying to strip his right to practice law in Alabama ! The judge’s poem sums it up quite well.
America the beautiful,
or so you used to be.
Land of the Pilgrims’ pride;
I’m glad they’ll never see.
Babies piled in dumpsters,
Abortion on demand,
Oh, sweet land of liberty;
your house is on the sand.
Our children wander aimlessly
poisoned by cocaine
choosing to indulge their lusts,
when God has said abstain
From sea to shining sea,
our Nation turns away
From the teaching of God’s love
and a need to always pray
We’ve kept God in our temples,
how callous we have grown.
When earth is but His footstool,
and Heaven is His throne.
We’ve voted in a government
that’s rotting at the core,
Appointing Godless Judges
who throw reason out the door,
Too soft to place a killer
in a well deserved tomb,
But brave enough to kill a baby
before he leaves the womb.
You think that God’s not angry,
that our land’s a moral slum ?
How much longer will He wait
before His judgment comes ?
How are we to face our God,
from Whom we cannot hide ?
What then is left for us to do,
but stem this evil tide ?
If we who are His children,
will humbly turn and pray;
Seek His holy face
and mend our evil way:
Then God will hear from Heaven;
and forgive us of our sins,
He’ll heal our sickly land
and those who live within….
But, America the Beautiful,
If you don’t – then you will see,
A sad but Holy God
withdraw His hand from Thee.
~~Judge Roy Moore~~
Ever have those routine moments when life is just kind of cruising along on auto-pilot? It happens most of the time, right? We go to work, come home, eat dinner, etc.
I was in Toronto and North Carolina all week, and extra-anxious to be home. And it was dusk as my son and I were pulling into our neighborhood.
A group of neighbors were gathered halfway down the entrance road. I rolled the window down, “Do you need any help?”. “She fell off the golf cart, we’re okay for now”, my neighbor said. The flashing lights pulling in behind us told me to keep moving.
Then last night, a neighbor says her skull is fractured in a couple places, with bleeding on her brain. She’s 12, I think.
Told you all of that to ask you this: Would you please consider lifting this young girl up in prayer? She and her Family needs the comfort and peace that only comes from a tribe of prayerful people.
PS. It would also help to pray for the boy that was driving the golf cart.