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Forwarded from Handfuls On Purpose❤️ *See Ruth chapter 2 (Scott Metcalf)
Psalms 95
1 Oh come, let us sing to the LORD; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation!
2 Let us come into His presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to Him with songs of praise!
3 For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods.
4 In His hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are His also.
5 The sea is His, for he made it, and His hands formed the dry land.
6 Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD, our Maker!
7 For He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture, and the sheep of His hand. Today, if you hear his voice,
8 do not harden your hearts, as at Meribah, as on the day at Massah in the wilderness,
9 when your fathers put me to the test and put me to the proof, though they had seen my work.
10 For forty years I loathed that generation and said, "They are a people who go astray in their heart, and they have not known my ways."
11 Therefore I swore in my wrath, "They shall not enter my rest."
1 Oh come, let us sing to the LORD; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation!
2 Let us come into His presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to Him with songs of praise!
3 For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods.
4 In His hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are His also.
5 The sea is His, for he made it, and His hands formed the dry land.
6 Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD, our Maker!
7 For He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture, and the sheep of His hand. Today, if you hear his voice,
8 do not harden your hearts, as at Meribah, as on the day at Massah in the wilderness,
9 when your fathers put me to the test and put me to the proof, though they had seen my work.
10 For forty years I loathed that generation and said, "They are a people who go astray in their heart, and they have not known my ways."
11 Therefore I swore in my wrath, "They shall not enter my rest."
Forwarded from Handfuls On Purpose❤️ *See Ruth chapter 2 (Scott Metcalf)
DO YOU SERIOUSLY THINK GOD CAN NOT USE YOU?
Moses stuttered.
Abraham was old.
Lazarus was dead.
Jeremiah cried too much.
David was a kid.
Peter was the man with the foot-shaped mouth.
Naomi was too poor.
Timothy had ulcers.
Jonah ran from God.
Simon was a member of a subversive, revolutionary sect.
Rahab was a prostitute.
Martha worried too much.
Elijah burned out.
Noah got drunk.
Paul murdered.
James and John were high-school hotheads.
Wow… some crew.
Only one guy had a stellar resume and stood out on his own credentials. He was called Iscariot.
And John the Baptist was plain weird. Eating locusts and dressed in camel skins. Who does that? He doubted Jesus too. Remember Jesus response? As Fredrick Buechner paraphrases, “You go tell John what you have seen around here. Tell him that people have sold their seeing eye dogs and taken up bird watching. Tell him that people have traded in their aluminum walkers for hiking boots. Tell him the down and out have turned into the up and coming and a lot of deadbeats are living it up for the first time in their lives.”
Such is the Kingdom of God.
Jesus is in the business of taking raw, rough materials and transforming them though His shed blood and His Spirit. Jesus always looked right past the muck of people’s stuff and sees the redemptive future. He sees what can be. He loves people as they are but loves people enough to not allow them to stay that way.
Let us not get so cynical we stop believing people and things can be transformed. With God all things are possible.
~Michael William Sprague
Moses stuttered.
Abraham was old.
Lazarus was dead.
Jeremiah cried too much.
David was a kid.
Peter was the man with the foot-shaped mouth.
Naomi was too poor.
Timothy had ulcers.
Jonah ran from God.
Simon was a member of a subversive, revolutionary sect.
Rahab was a prostitute.
Martha worried too much.
Elijah burned out.
Noah got drunk.
Paul murdered.
James and John were high-school hotheads.
Wow… some crew.
Only one guy had a stellar resume and stood out on his own credentials. He was called Iscariot.
And John the Baptist was plain weird. Eating locusts and dressed in camel skins. Who does that? He doubted Jesus too. Remember Jesus response? As Fredrick Buechner paraphrases, “You go tell John what you have seen around here. Tell him that people have sold their seeing eye dogs and taken up bird watching. Tell him that people have traded in their aluminum walkers for hiking boots. Tell him the down and out have turned into the up and coming and a lot of deadbeats are living it up for the first time in their lives.”
Such is the Kingdom of God.
Jesus is in the business of taking raw, rough materials and transforming them though His shed blood and His Spirit. Jesus always looked right past the muck of people’s stuff and sees the redemptive future. He sees what can be. He loves people as they are but loves people enough to not allow them to stay that way.
Let us not get so cynical we stop believing people and things can be transformed. With God all things are possible.
~Michael William Sprague
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This couple couldn’t resist fostering 4 pups and Mom in the midst of planning their wedding and the final surprise makes it all even better.❤️
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MASH Season 2 Ep 21
"Introverts may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions."
~Susan Cain
Book: Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking
(Art: Painting by James Stewart)
~Susan Cain
Book: Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking
(Art: Painting by James Stewart)
It’s hard to say goodbye.
Every year, my family gathers to spend a week together in northern Michigan.
It’s our favorite place to be.
And we know, even with our busy lives and hectic schedules and all the things that pull us in all the directions, that we will have this week together.
We look forward to it.
We plan for it.
We talk about all the fun we will have once everyone arrives.
And once it does, we settle into our time together. We float in the water and cook s’mores by the fire and take sunset cruises. We talk and we laugh and sometimes we have to work stuff out, because we’re family. And that happens.
And before we know it, the week we have anticipated comes to an end.
We gather on the yard in front of the cottage and give hugs and inevitably—some of us cry.
As, one by one, we watch our loved ones drive their packed cars away. They always honk as they go and those of us who are left stand and wave, with tears rolling down our cheeks, while the kids run after the cars as they start to head down the road.
And in my heart, I give so much thanks. And I also say a prayer.
Because a lot can change in a year.
Tonight, the red cottage by the lake is a lot quieter than it has been. And I am missing my family members who left.
Because when we are in the company of those we love and our time together has come to an end, it’s hard to say goodbye.
~Jennifer Thompson
Every year, my family gathers to spend a week together in northern Michigan.
It’s our favorite place to be.
And we know, even with our busy lives and hectic schedules and all the things that pull us in all the directions, that we will have this week together.
We look forward to it.
We plan for it.
We talk about all the fun we will have once everyone arrives.
And once it does, we settle into our time together. We float in the water and cook s’mores by the fire and take sunset cruises. We talk and we laugh and sometimes we have to work stuff out, because we’re family. And that happens.
And before we know it, the week we have anticipated comes to an end.
We gather on the yard in front of the cottage and give hugs and inevitably—some of us cry.
As, one by one, we watch our loved ones drive their packed cars away. They always honk as they go and those of us who are left stand and wave, with tears rolling down our cheeks, while the kids run after the cars as they start to head down the road.
And in my heart, I give so much thanks. And I also say a prayer.
Because a lot can change in a year.
Tonight, the red cottage by the lake is a lot quieter than it has been. And I am missing my family members who left.
Because when we are in the company of those we love and our time together has come to an end, it’s hard to say goodbye.
~Jennifer Thompson