Essentials For A Christian Life – Chapter Three

CHAPTER THREE

newgrowth_300Spiritual Gifts(A Love Gift From Jesus)

Each believer has been given a spiritual gift from God.  Our gift was received from God.  It was not chosen or earned by us.  It is essential for us to know which gift/gifts has been given to us and how we are to use them effectively within the church.  We find our greatest joy when we operate in the realm of using the gift given to us. Continue reading

I’d Like To Get To Know You

Back in 1968, Spanky and Our Gang sang a Stuart Scharf song called, “I’d Like To Get To Know You”.  Here is the first verse,”Yes, I would like to get to know you, if I could
Like to get to know you, Finally I found, searching all around, Just was not the answer, One I thought was true, Looked a bit like you, Figured I might chance her, Hardly need to say, She went on her way, Said it was all over, Well it’s been some time, And I guess that I’m just meant to be a rover…”  It was a song about uncommitted relationships.  But I thought of the song after Continue reading

Things I Don’t Understand……Women Whispering

Whispering Dog-300Literally, I don’t understand when women start to whisper, because they drop their voices so terribly low, I’m not sure even a dog could hear them without wondering, “What did she say?”

Now I will give you I don’t have the hearing I used to have because of musical choices I made when I was younger.  Jimi Hendrix and Steppenwolf on cranked up Pioneer headphones while I was doing my work, cost me some drop in my old age, but not that much.

If I were to give Continue reading

“83 More Miles With Jesus: The Journey Continues”

Sometimes you think the journey is over, but only to find out the Lord allowed you to have a respite, a time to heal and get stronger.  A time to learn and a time to share.  That’s where I have been for the last six months.  I was in a beautiful oasis.

In July of last year, I wrote 83 More Miles With Jesus. 

 

In that post, I listed many frustrations Continue reading

Following, Not Fighting – round three

boxing-ring-corner_300I finally gave in to do what my doctor wanted me to do, I consented to have a colonoscopy.

He warned that I was long past the recommended age for having a colonoscopy done, which is 50 years old.  I was then 61.  So an appointment was made and I asked my friend to go with me, since Terrie could not leave her 6th grade class that she taught.

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Things I Don’t Understand……Adulting

For the last year or so, I have been hearing younger people speak about not wanting to do “adulting”.  They change the noun “adult” to a verb “adulting” meaning they would prefer playing under a blanket tent or something that relieves them from taking responsibility of adulthood.

I had trouble understanding this concept, that young or middle aged adults didn’t want to be adults, because in  my simple mind, the only other option was to be immature or childish and the way I was raised, Continue reading

The Massage

I have always tried to be aware of my testimony as a Christian and have tried to avoid doing anything that was questionable .  So it was with a heighten degree of caution, when I found myself with a tight lower back pain after over-doing it at the gym, that I pondered the suggestion that I get a massage at a nearby establishment.  I was told it was inexpensive and relaxing and I keep all my clothes on.

There! There was the key to making my decision!!!  I had no desire to place Continue reading

But Lord, What About This Man?

Do you ever look around at others, perceiving them to have it all together, having the perfect faux Facebook family (my ____________________ is the most wonderful/beautiful/talented/smartest/   spiritual _____________________ in the world, y’all!!) and think to yourself, “Lord, How come I can’t have anything close to that?”

Or perhaps it may be when the Lord confronts you with a particular sin and you look around to point to others, who you think may have committed the same sin and say, “Yeah but, what about Johnny?”  Continue reading

The Sound Of A Bridge

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It’s funny the things your brain remembers.

I was remembering when I was a young boy, we lived in Lamont, CA.  Each summer, we would drive back to Lindsay, OK to vacation with my grandfather on his farm.  This would have been in about 1957 or so.

We would leave Friday evening after Dad got off work.  One of the reasons for leaving at that time was our car did not have Continue reading