Saturday, September 30, 2006

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

The angels rejoice

My almost-seven-year-old sister (in October) made her decision to accept Jesus as her savior the night of the 25th. I extra glad. A couple months ago my mom and I began praying more for her and trying in ourselves to be better examples. My mom noted how the family was acting, and how selfish attitudes were then, and said "If that is what being a believer means- what part would she want in it?"

SO, trying harder to model Christ worked!! She is on her toes about "witnessing" to the neighbor girl she and Sara (5) play with almost every day, and she has gotten Sara interested in things that she "understands" and can quote back to you, but that she never got to her heart. Sary is asking for a Bible, and was very receptive during our Bible-study last night. Maybe we'll yet see our whole family saved!!

Saturday, September 23, 2006


Grandparents are coming!!

And I think I'll block those desert boys from veiwing anymore if they are to be so insensitive!

Thursday, September 21, 2006


It is around 70 in the house and 65's too warm to turn on the heater....Im in two layers and shivering.

Also, yesterday I took a cooking pan of chicken out of the oven, and then decided to grab the thumb hurts!

Tuesday, September 19, 2006


Some poeple still chew and spit tabacco!!

Also, I found out that thorn trees (at least 2" in diameter, 7 ft. tall w/ "flowers" on top) will make short work out of a very nice looking skirt.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Magic Wand

By Chris Rice:

He rode his wagon into town
A gaudy spectacle-
And every grey November brought him there.
Always entertaining,
Pulling rabbits from thin air...

He would wave his magic wand, he would say the magic words,
Workin' up a miracle, puttin' on a show.
Changin' what I thought to be
Unchangeable reality,
Wish I had a magic wand of my own!!

Now 23 Novembers later, the prestidigitator
Still holds a power in my mind.
'Cause I'd like a quick and easy way, to look inside and make a change,
A magic wand would do me fine!!

I would wave my magic wand, I would say the magic words,
Workin' up a miracle, puttin' on a show.
Changin' what I thought to be
Unchangeable reality,
If I had a magic wand of my own-

I would wave it over you, and over me
And over all this crazy world and make it right.
OH, there's so much I'd change if I could take the easy way!!!

I would wave my magic wand, I would say the magic words,
Workin' up a miracle, puttin' on a show.
Changin' what I thought to be
Unchangeable reality,
Wish I had a magic wand of my own!

The only way to really change is simple choices, every day
Obey the Spirit's whisper in your soul.

Without a magic wand He'll work a miracle...
Without a magic wand He'll work a miracle...
Without a magic wand He'll work a miracle!!

I would wave my magic wand, I would say the magic words,
Workin' up a miracle, puttin' on a show.
Changin' what I thought to be
Unchangeable reality,
Wish I had a magic wand of my own!

(Note: I am sure Wings will be extatic over my listening choice during melancholy, and moody moments. I believe that my memory has run away with the last part of the last verse...but it'll do for now!!

Friday, September 15, 2006


I heard parts of this on a radio program last night and it gave me the shivers.

If you want to find the sound-track of the broadcast you can search for it....and if you don't have 30 minutes you can fastforward to the part where they play Ch. 19, 20, and the end of 21.
(It is called "Coming Soon: part 3")

There are more clips from the archives, but you'll be well rewarded for your pains!!

IF I had any money I would buy as many as I could!! (BUT they are incredibly expensive!!)

Tuesday, September 12, 2006


Today I learned about existentialism.
Modern Progenitor:Soren Kierkegaard.

Basic Characteristics: "Truth is relative", "there is no absolute truth", "do what feels good", "follow/listen to/trust in your heart", "look inside you...", etc, etc, etc!!

Well remembered/memorable results: The 60's era, Neoorthadoxy, the drug "solution", the suicide "solution", the "peace" movement, homosexuality, rock music, and a "'spiritual' encounter" with god. (I don't capitalize that word because the "thing" that they perceive as "god" is not anything like the one, true GOD.)

Some results to curches because of this movement: Infiltration (As an interesting friend of my sister put it...modern day church-goers are looking for a "'spiritual' high". It is a shame that for every new religion like Darwinism, or Marxism people in the body of believers always try to fit God's Principles into it instead of fitting it-or throwing it out- based on God's Principles), the "new gospel" (of refurbished Marxism)(that God came for the abused minorities and to liberate, and enrich the poor), and most of all- Stagnation.

Resource: 7 Men Who Rule the World From the Grave.

Conclusion: God came for the "sick", that they might have a doctor. God came for the "infirm", that they might be healed. This means that God came for the sinners. He came to save them from eternal damnation, to wash them from all the sin that would keep them away from Him, and so that all mankind could be without excuse (Romans 1:19b). Sadly, though many of our brothers and sisters in Christ have fallen for some/many of these lies. They truly believe that the Bible (or at least most--if not all of it) is outdated, judgmental, and legalistic. Even though many want to discredit it, the Bible is true and infallible. There WILL be a judgment day for believers (Rom.14:12) and un-believers.
Truth is there, it is up to us to discern it, get it, and spread it.
(I can never say anything without preaching can I?)

Monday, September 11, 2006


By D.L. Sayers

FROM the grave-bed and the winding sheet
Is a long way for dead feet,
A dark road for dead eyes,
That leads to the gates of Paradise.

When Judas' soul went through the night,
To knock on Hades gate,
His way was over the whin-pricked moor,
And the noise of the wind was great.

He had no lantern to his feet,
Nor candle in his hand,
Such as God gives to every man
That dies at the time planned.

The angels sit in highest Heaven
And trim the lamps of God,
And all day long make lights for those
That travel death's dim road.

And when the cross is on thy breast,
The chrism on thine eyes,
Thy angel will bear down thy light
Out of the starry skies

And thou therewith shalt walk by night
Safely to Paradise.
But whoso doth so deadly sin
To cast his life away,
Finding his lamp not lit betimes
Walks through the midnight grey.

For a long night and half a day
Did Judas walk alone
Through the utter dark, for in that place
Is neither sun nor moon.

For a long night and half a day
Did Judas vainly seek
To reach the gates of Paradise,
The salt tears on his cheek.

With that he saw a candle gleam
Borne by a hasty man,
And Judas caught him by the cloak
So swiftly as he ran.

"O let me walk with thee, kind friend--
I grope, I fail, I fall,
I have no lamp nor candle-light
And the night is over all."

"Full gladly, so thou make good speed,
I run to keep the tryst,
That was given to me at the gates of Hell,
By sweet King Jesus Christ.

"I am the thief whom God forgave,
On Calvary's bitter tree,
For 'To-night,' He said, 'thou shalt rest thine head
In Paradise, with Me.'"

"And I am the man that sinned such a sin
As the world remembers not,
That sold for a price the Lord of Life--
Judas Iscariot."

"Now God forbid, thou damnèd wretch,
That ever this should be,
That I should tryst with Jesus Christ,
In the company of thee."

The first robber went his way,
And Judas walked alone,
Mirk, mirk was the black midnight,
The heavy wind made moan.

Right so there came a second man
Was walking by the road:
"O brother, let me share thy light
As far as Hell's abode."

"Now well I fear, my brother dear,
Thou never wilt walk with me--
I am that thief which railed on Christ
All on His bitter tree.

"I cast shame on King Jesus then,
Wearing His painful crown,
And scorn upon His Royal Head,
Whence the pale sweat dripped down.

"O rudd-red were the five blest wounds
Where nails and spear went in,
A thousand, thousand years of Purgatory fire
Never can cleanse my sin."

"Why never, I ween," said Judas then
"Did two such sinners meet;
I sold King Christ to the bloody Jews
That pierced His Hands and Feet."

"Art thou that man," quoth the robber,
"Most cursed under skies?
God do so to me if I go with thee
To the gates of Paradise!"

The second robber went his way,
And Judas walked alone,
Till he was aware of a grey man,
That sat upon a stone,
And the lamp he had in his right hand
Shone brighter than the moon.

"Come hither, come hither, thou darkling man,
And bear me company,
This lamp I hold will give us light,
Enough for thee and me.

"Judas walks with the grey-clad man,
And fear is in his heart:
"Speak yet again, thou man in grey
And tell me what thou art."

"I bought a burden of deadly sin,
And needs must pay the price,I
bear it hither in my hand
To the gates of Paradise."

"Sin cannot lie upon thy heart
So heavy as on mine."
"Nay, sinner, whosoe'er thou art,
'Tis a heavier load than thine."
He hath not askèd Judas' name,
And Judas makes no sign."

If sin is heavy on thy heart,
And I must bear its weight,
It is fit that we should go together
To tryst at Hades gate.

"Judas walked with the grey-clad man
And feared to tell his name,
He clasped his hand in the barren land,
Bright burned the lanthorn's flame,
Brotherliwise and hand in hand,
To Paradise they came.

Satan looked out from Hades gate,
His hand upon the key,
"Good souls, before I let you in,
First tell me who ye be."

"We be two men that died of late
And come to keep Hell's tryst,
This is Judas Iscariot,
And I am Jesus Christ."

Interesting perspective. A lot of bad theology. Well worth the long read, though. Dorothy Sayers was a very intersting person.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Darcy's Lesson

I found this article off of the Ladies Against Feminism site.....
I haven't seen the movie yet, but I want too.

Darcy's Lesson

Monday, September 04, 2006

The Declaration of Revolution

I’m a part of the fellowship of the unashamed.
I have Holy Spirit power.
The die has been cast.
I have stepped over the line.
The decision has been made.
I am a disciple of His.
I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.
My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure.
I’m finished with low living, sight-walking, small planning, smooth knees,colorless dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, cheap living, and dwarfedgoals.
I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position, promotions,plaudits, or popularity.
I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded.
I now live by faith, lean on his presence, walk by patience, lift by prayer, and labor by power.
My face is set, my gaitis fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions few, my Guide reliable, my mission clear.
I cannot be bought, comprimised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded, delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the adversary,negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, ormeander in the maze of mediocrity.
I won’t give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, preached up for the cause of Christ.
I am a disciple of Jesus.
I must go till he comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work till he stops me.
And when He comes for His own, He will have no problems recognizing me—my banner will be clear !!

**Written by a young African pastor and tacked to the wall of his house—discovered by those who entered his house after he was martyred. **

Sunday, September 03, 2006

I'm an MK

I’m an MK
That I’ll admit
.I have so many titles,
None bother me one bit!

I’ve lived in so many countries
Of which "normals" haven’t dreamed.
I’ve had, oh such heaps of fun-
How long ago it seems,

Don’t you just love to reminisce
The delightful songs and laughter?
Have you still a language to share
With a curious son or daughter?

Did you leave it behind- a memory?
Or cherish it still today?
Hold on to your MK heritage,
Oh don’t let it slip away!

You’re unique, I must say
And this is a part of you.
Let God use you: present and past.
For Him be faithful and true!
The Warbler

I am proud of being an MK. I embrace the diversity, cultural inadequacies, and insight that it has given me. I thank God for making me what I am and for how I have come to love Him more because of how I got to be raised. Who I am, what I love, and how I think were all shaped differently from "the normal" because of my childhood and upbringing. I have two heart languages, and a burden for souls will ever be on my heart. I heard God's word taught, and explained almost every day...and now explaining, defending and learning it is my life's passion.

It is like no other.....and I am an MK.

Friday, September 01, 2006

My country

What makes a house a home....

And what makes a place so wonderful!