Jeremiah 33>6 " 'Nevertheless, I will bring health and healing to it; I will heal my people and will let them enjoy abundant peace and security. 7
Health~~ A healthy state of well-being free from disease
The general condition of body and mind
Healing~~ The natural process by which the body repairs itself
Tending to cure or restore to health
Heal or recover, Get healthy again, Provide a cure for, make healthy again
Heal~~ Provide a cure for, make healthy again
Peace~~ The state prevailing during the absence of war
The absence of mental stress or anxiety
The general security of public places
ALSO INCLUDES~~~~~~~~~~
Harmony~~ quietness~~ tranquility~~ soundness~~ wholeness
Abundant~~ Present in great quantity, more than enough, overflow.
Security~~ The state of being free from danger or injury
Defense against financial failure; financial independence
Freedom from anxiety or fear
A guarantee that an obligation will be met
Measures taken as a precaution against theft or espionage or sabotage etc.
In that one promise/verse God has provided protection for spirit, soul and body, from sickness, injury, theft, fear, worry, finances, and He has given us the guarantee, the Holy Spirit, who is always with us to lead, guide, and comfort.
So that we may boldly proclaim: the Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not lack any good thing.
Saturday, July 29, 2006
My Uncle Wiley~~~~~~~~~~~~Sheila Faith
My Uncle Wiley, twinkling blue eyes looking out from his wrinkled, unshaven face, his faded red hair mixed liberally with gray, unwashed, and uncombed. His clothes were dirty and in need of repair; but the cane was new.
I had not seen him since the accident; they did not allow small children at the hospital. But I remember the day it happened. It was near our house. A deep snow had fallen the night before and the roads were icy. I had watched from our front porch as much as the cold would allow.
Daddy came rushing into the house calling for blankets, his brother was trapped under a car in Oscar’s hayfield. He had been walking with his friend, Elmer, which was their custom. Elmer, who lived across the street from our house, was blind since childhood, and used a cane. They were walking up the road to my uncle’s house when a car came around the curve too fast and lost control. It struck both men. Elmer was hurt too, but not seriously, because my uncle had tried to push him out of the way.
We were so far out in the country and with the condition of the roads it would take the ambulance a long time to arrive. The temperature was in the teens with a wind-chill at minus zero. Daddy was near panic; it frightened me.
He rushed back to the scene. Several neighbors had gathered, but none had much hope for my uncle’s survival. They were all of the opinion that trying to move the car and drag him out was futile, and the fact that they were all just standing around watching, angered my dad. He ordered them to ‘help me get my brother out of there!’. It may have been the anger mixed with fear in his voice that brought them out, but they worked together and relieved my uncle’s broken body from the weight of the car.
It was sometime later that I heard the sirens, the ambulance and police arrived. I suppose they did some medical treatment at the scene. When Daddy returned to the house, he was sure Wiley wouldn’t make it. He pulled off his coat in order to get dressed to go to the hospital. He removed a 38 special from his pocket.
“It’s Wiley’s” he explained, “I didn’t want the police to find it on him. I think Ock took Elmer’s”
A blind man with a gun, now that’s scary.
Uncle Wiley had many injuries, the worst of which were his leg was crushed. There was nothing else to do, but remove it just above the knee. It was still touch and go for a while, but he did pull through, that Irish stubbornness can be an access.
Several months later he was fitted with a prosthetic leg. He wasn’t able to live alone after his release, so he was taken in by the people who lived in our rent house. I think the daughter had a crush on him, and at one time, I believe, they were engaged.
It didn’t take him long to learn to walk, and he managed the short distance, including the down and up hill that was our driveway. Now, as he walked across the living room and eased himself down onto our couch, I couldn’t help but stare.
“Wanna see it?” His gruff voice reminded me of my manners, and morbid curiosity caused me to nod even as my mind screamed Run!
As he pulled his pant’s leg up, I saw the shinny pinkness of the leg. He pulled it over his knee and explained to me how the new knee worked, and showed me how he could bend it. I sat beside him and examined the workings of the strange contraption.
I asked him if it hurt. He nodded, but grinned, as if say “yeah, maybe a normal man, but I can take it.”
Winter came and went and by the next Summer things were back to normal, more or less. Uncle Wiley could walk well with his new leg and cane, even drunk, we discovered. Elmer had recovered quickly spending less than a week in the hospital. He and Wiley resumed their Friday and Saturday night parties at Elmer’s house. I could hear the music, the loud voices and laughter, and the occasional gun fire through my open bedroom window.
By day I would watch them walk along the road, the cripple and the blind man. The cripple leading the blind man, Elmer steadying Wiley. Both with canes, 38 specials and probably still half lit. It was indeed a sight to see—to see such loyal friends.
I had not seen him since the accident; they did not allow small children at the hospital. But I remember the day it happened. It was near our house. A deep snow had fallen the night before and the roads were icy. I had watched from our front porch as much as the cold would allow.
Daddy came rushing into the house calling for blankets, his brother was trapped under a car in Oscar’s hayfield. He had been walking with his friend, Elmer, which was their custom. Elmer, who lived across the street from our house, was blind since childhood, and used a cane. They were walking up the road to my uncle’s house when a car came around the curve too fast and lost control. It struck both men. Elmer was hurt too, but not seriously, because my uncle had tried to push him out of the way.
We were so far out in the country and with the condition of the roads it would take the ambulance a long time to arrive. The temperature was in the teens with a wind-chill at minus zero. Daddy was near panic; it frightened me.
He rushed back to the scene. Several neighbors had gathered, but none had much hope for my uncle’s survival. They were all of the opinion that trying to move the car and drag him out was futile, and the fact that they were all just standing around watching, angered my dad. He ordered them to ‘help me get my brother out of there!’. It may have been the anger mixed with fear in his voice that brought them out, but they worked together and relieved my uncle’s broken body from the weight of the car.
It was sometime later that I heard the sirens, the ambulance and police arrived. I suppose they did some medical treatment at the scene. When Daddy returned to the house, he was sure Wiley wouldn’t make it. He pulled off his coat in order to get dressed to go to the hospital. He removed a 38 special from his pocket.
“It’s Wiley’s” he explained, “I didn’t want the police to find it on him. I think Ock took Elmer’s”
A blind man with a gun, now that’s scary.
Uncle Wiley had many injuries, the worst of which were his leg was crushed. There was nothing else to do, but remove it just above the knee. It was still touch and go for a while, but he did pull through, that Irish stubbornness can be an access.
Several months later he was fitted with a prosthetic leg. He wasn’t able to live alone after his release, so he was taken in by the people who lived in our rent house. I think the daughter had a crush on him, and at one time, I believe, they were engaged.
It didn’t take him long to learn to walk, and he managed the short distance, including the down and up hill that was our driveway. Now, as he walked across the living room and eased himself down onto our couch, I couldn’t help but stare.
“Wanna see it?” His gruff voice reminded me of my manners, and morbid curiosity caused me to nod even as my mind screamed Run!
As he pulled his pant’s leg up, I saw the shinny pinkness of the leg. He pulled it over his knee and explained to me how the new knee worked, and showed me how he could bend it. I sat beside him and examined the workings of the strange contraption.
I asked him if it hurt. He nodded, but grinned, as if say “yeah, maybe a normal man, but I can take it.”
Winter came and went and by the next Summer things were back to normal, more or less. Uncle Wiley could walk well with his new leg and cane, even drunk, we discovered. Elmer had recovered quickly spending less than a week in the hospital. He and Wiley resumed their Friday and Saturday night parties at Elmer’s house. I could hear the music, the loud voices and laughter, and the occasional gun fire through my open bedroom window.
By day I would watch them walk along the road, the cripple and the blind man. The cripple leading the blind man, Elmer steadying Wiley. Both with canes, 38 specials and probably still half lit. It was indeed a sight to see—to see such loyal friends.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
Friday, July 07, 2006
Do you want to be happy everyday?
A POSITIVE ATTITUDE WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE!
Your attitude is your thought life turned inside out. Thoughts of worry, fear and freting is a way of saying we don't need God, we can fix everything by ourselves. We either think that God isn't interested or is unable, or just too slow, but if we worry enough we will find our own solution.
It's not our circumstances that make us so unhappy, it is our attitude in them. A positive attitude will put you over, and a negative attitude will keep you under. God does not respond to need, worry, or self=pity, He only responds to faith. Faith in God will bring peace in your life, so that even when you are going through difficult situations, you can still enjoy your life and have a good attitude. Putting your trust in God, in His Love for us, will free us from worry and fear.
Perfect Love casts out all fear. God's love for us is perfect, but we must believe in that love, and believe His will for us is only good things. He is our Ever-Present Help in time of trouble, if we beieve that we can have confidence and maintain a good attitude at all times.
Through faith and patience we inherit the promises. Patience is waiting with a confident attitude. Cast not away your confidence, it has great recompense of reward. Other bad attitudes are selfishness, jealousy, unforgiveness, bitterness and dis-content, all these will lead to unhappy lives if we don't recognize them and change them. We chose our attitudes, they are not thrust upon us. We can chose to be miserable, God will honor our decision.
A person with a attitude of dis-content will never be happy. If that person could have everything they asked for instantly, they would still not enjoy what they had because of their attitude. They expect other people, or things to make them happy. Others are not responsible for our happiness, we along determine that by our attitudes. This is the day the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it. We make the decision everyday if we are going to be happy or unhappy. It is a matter of our own free will.
Negative thinking limits God. A bad attitude will cut you off from the help God is so willing to give. It's not that He doesn't want to help you, it's that He can't. He is only moved by faith, He can only work by faith. It's impossible to have faith and a bad attitude at the same time. There are nine fruits of the spirit, love, joy, peace, patience and faith are part of those nine. And like any other fruit they must develope and grow. It takes time, but it's worth the effort. Imagine living every day a quiet, peaceful life patiently enduring whatever is happening around you. It's possible. It's the abundant life Jesus came to give us.
I used to deliberatly pratice patience while atanding in line in stores. I would actually chose the longest line to get into, and I would maintain a good attitude while I waited. I discovered that kindness is a sister to patience,I felt kinder to people while I waited. Also, goodness, and self-control developed in me while I was practicing patience. Now, I am never flustrated in stores, it seems no matter which line I get in, it moves very quickly. I'm not sure if it's just because of my patience attitude or if it actually moves faster. It doesn't matter, because it doesn't bother me to wait in line anymore.
This can be applied to every area, every situation in our lives, the more we practice the easier our lives will become. It's all about attitude. An attitude of trust in God, and waiting patiently for Him to move on our behalf, in our situation. His will for us is only good, and He is interested in every thing that concerns us. So whatever the situation a good attitude will put you over, a bad attitude will keep you in bondage.
Faith with patience! Faith will always bring you out and patience will make the waiting much shorter and more enjoyable.
Your attitude is your thought life turned inside out. Thoughts of worry, fear and freting is a way of saying we don't need God, we can fix everything by ourselves. We either think that God isn't interested or is unable, or just too slow, but if we worry enough we will find our own solution.
It's not our circumstances that make us so unhappy, it is our attitude in them. A positive attitude will put you over, and a negative attitude will keep you under. God does not respond to need, worry, or self=pity, He only responds to faith. Faith in God will bring peace in your life, so that even when you are going through difficult situations, you can still enjoy your life and have a good attitude. Putting your trust in God, in His Love for us, will free us from worry and fear.
Perfect Love casts out all fear. God's love for us is perfect, but we must believe in that love, and believe His will for us is only good things. He is our Ever-Present Help in time of trouble, if we beieve that we can have confidence and maintain a good attitude at all times.
Through faith and patience we inherit the promises. Patience is waiting with a confident attitude. Cast not away your confidence, it has great recompense of reward. Other bad attitudes are selfishness, jealousy, unforgiveness, bitterness and dis-content, all these will lead to unhappy lives if we don't recognize them and change them. We chose our attitudes, they are not thrust upon us. We can chose to be miserable, God will honor our decision.
A person with a attitude of dis-content will never be happy. If that person could have everything they asked for instantly, they would still not enjoy what they had because of their attitude. They expect other people, or things to make them happy. Others are not responsible for our happiness, we along determine that by our attitudes. This is the day the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it. We make the decision everyday if we are going to be happy or unhappy. It is a matter of our own free will.
Negative thinking limits God. A bad attitude will cut you off from the help God is so willing to give. It's not that He doesn't want to help you, it's that He can't. He is only moved by faith, He can only work by faith. It's impossible to have faith and a bad attitude at the same time. There are nine fruits of the spirit, love, joy, peace, patience and faith are part of those nine. And like any other fruit they must develope and grow. It takes time, but it's worth the effort. Imagine living every day a quiet, peaceful life patiently enduring whatever is happening around you. It's possible. It's the abundant life Jesus came to give us.
I used to deliberatly pratice patience while atanding in line in stores. I would actually chose the longest line to get into, and I would maintain a good attitude while I waited. I discovered that kindness is a sister to patience,I felt kinder to people while I waited. Also, goodness, and self-control developed in me while I was practicing patience. Now, I am never flustrated in stores, it seems no matter which line I get in, it moves very quickly. I'm not sure if it's just because of my patience attitude or if it actually moves faster. It doesn't matter, because it doesn't bother me to wait in line anymore.
This can be applied to every area, every situation in our lives, the more we practice the easier our lives will become. It's all about attitude. An attitude of trust in God, and waiting patiently for Him to move on our behalf, in our situation. His will for us is only good, and He is interested in every thing that concerns us. So whatever the situation a good attitude will put you over, a bad attitude will keep you in bondage.
Faith with patience! Faith will always bring you out and patience will make the waiting much shorter and more enjoyable.
Monday, July 03, 2006
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