A New Year, A New Chance to Make A Difference

A New Year, A Chance to Make a Difference

Dearest Friends,

As a brand New Year approaches, it gives us time to
pause, and not only remember beautiful moments and
times from the past, but hope for even better days
in the future.

I think reflection is a good thing, as long as we do not
allow it to rule our days. Sometimes people dwell in
the past too much, and miss much they could be enjoying
or investing in, in the present.

Some very creative ways for starting the new year,
are ways we can change the way we view ourselves,
our past, and others around us.

1. Remember the good you accomplished this year
and say a prayer of thanks you were able to do it.

2. Look for things you would like to change that might
not have gone well this year.

3. Make a list of things that need changing.

4. Set short term goals beside each of the things
on that list, that will help you accomplish little
by little the changes you need to make to
address things you must change.

5. Set long term goals, that will help you accomplish
things you really want to. Things you might only
have dreamed about, but know are possible.
Sit down and write what steps you can personally
take to accomplish them.

6. Don't be defeated by setbacks. Setbacks teach
us valuable lessons. They teach us to learn what
we did wrong, how we can change it and how to
keep going, and never give up. It should give
us determination.

7. Don't let the past be your guideline for the future.
Learn from the past, but grow from it too. Learn
how to progress and move on, and seek new goals
and new ideas. Be open to teaching, and learning
and advice from people you can trust to help inspire
you to do greater things with your life. Constructive
criticism is something that helps us all, but most of us are way too proud to receive it, and unfortunately
learn our lessons through hard knocks rather than mentoring.

8. Set aside time daily for your spiritual life. You must
find restorative time for your spirit. Each day people,
situations and problems drain our spirit. We must
refill our spirit and build it up so when the hard times
and rough situations hit.. we are built up and strong
in the Lord, and the power of His might, not just
trying to control it all ourselves.

9. Set goals for daily Bible reading. A chapter,
or two a day. Read slowly, underlining verses
you find meaningful and making notes around them
in your Bible. The word of God refreshes and
builds you from within and teaches you what God
wants from you and how to do it spiritually.

10. Set aside half a hour a day to pray for the needs
of others, your family and yourself. Even if you have
to do it in 10 minute increments. Take time to seek
God and find time for him to talk to you. You need
his guidance and reassurance more than ever!

11. Remember that setbacks and problems do not
rule what we do with our day. They only come to remind
us to forge ahead.

Life is what is happening around us while we are planning
for it.

There are things you can do, that you will never regret:

Kindness to others, it always comes back in special ways
to you. It blesses you and others.

Forgiveness to others, and to yourself. Forgiveness
heals our spirit and releases us from bondage. It
is personally freeing. Take time to mend broken
relationships, before those people are gone and
you are filled with regret for petty differences that
in the long run meant nothing but were only a matter
of pride and control on your part.

Loving fervently, even if you do not receive that
love back. Love others unconditionally, not
expecting it in return, but rejoicing when it comes.
This is the love from the heart of Christ, the more
He is in us, the more we should reflect this.

Counting your blessings rather than your sorrows,
teaches you to have a thankful heart rather
than a grumpy one, or one that is constantly feeling
sorry for itself. (A poor and useless pastime for sure!)

Spending time in Gods word
brings rewards and growth, never defeat. It restores
hope. This is never a regret, but a duty and a joy.

Worship and praise time for God. The act of praise
and worship literally changes the atmosphere around
you, demons flee, hope is restored, and it opens a channel
of communication with God. He dwells in the praises of
His people.. and it lifts you to a higher place in your
spiritual life because you are honoring Him, and putting
Him in first place, rather than your own desires and will.

Each year many people make New Year's resolutions
and forget them two days later. And they don't find
themselves much different at the end of that year than
they were the year before.

Time is passing my friend. We will not return this way
again. Do not put off till tomorrow what is within
your hands to do today. We are not guaranteed
tomorrow! That chance may never return within
your grasp to accomplish.

Print this article out. Take time for these
needful things. Life is a journey, and we must make
it a memorable, useful and joyful one, so that others
may see Jesus working in us, and long for that victory
and hope that Jesus gives to those who seek Him,
and find Him, when they seek Him with all their hearts.

love always
millie

Only one life, will soon be past
Only what is done for Christ will last

For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.

Unnecessary Baggage

Unnecessary Baggage
copyright Millie Plastaras 1/20/2005

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will
worry about it's own things. Sufficient unto the day is it's own
trouble.

Matthew 6:34

It is an interesting concept to have a clean slate.
A fresh start, an unencumbered path. Something everyone
wants, and very few people have.

How in this stressful, troubled, lonely world, do we obtain
freedom of spirit and mind?

I am reminded of a little red wagon. Each day,
we pull this wagon around behind us, and as each
trouble or worry comes, it gets loaded in that little
wagon. By the end of the day, it is a pretty heavy and
cumbersome wagon, filled with sorrow and care.
A burden for sure.

Now, we have several choices on what to do with that
wagon. Most people keep clinging to that ol wagon,
toting it from day to day. Imagine that each new day
you get another new wagon to pull around, each filled
with worries, and cares. Things you refuse to
let go of or deal with. Soon you
have a long string of wagons behind you weighing you
down and keeping you from moving with grace, and speed,
and spiritual freedom, deliverance and hope.

You my friend, are in bondage to your worries!!
Did that concept ever occur to you? Well, it is a very true one, and most people never really learn practical, down to earth concepts to help them overcome this habit of holding on
to our troubles, and the past.

We have to recognize it is a state of mind. A way of thinking,
that we have probably been taught. Perhaps no one ever
taught you there is a better way to live. Perhaps you thought
you were supposed to carry all these things around, after all,
they are your very own problems aren't they?

Jesus had an interesting response to that:
Cast all your cares on me, for I care for you.
1 Peter 5:7.

Cast? How do we cast?

1. Recognize you have problems, everyone does.
2. Recognize that they are too heavy for you to
bear from day to day.
3. Recognize the bondage they have become
to your life.
4. Recognize they are robbing you of your joy and peace,
and most of all your hope.
5. Recognize you need to learn to peel your hands
off of these things and cast them in the hands of God.

These concepts need to be remembered and adhered
to daily. Casting your care upon Him for He cares for you.
1 Peter 5:7

Have you ever seen a fisherman cast his line into
the water? He reaches far back and tosses that line
forward and it goes a long way out to the water.
Casting, is a skill. One we all need to learn.

God wants us to be free. As each new day arrives,
He wants it to be unencumbered by yesterday.
The more yesterdays you have piled in those little
wagons, the less you will enjoy today. And everyone
around you will pay the price.

Do you really think it is worth it to hold on to these things?

Past hurts, worries, unforgiveness, financial problems,
mistakes we have made we cannot forgive ourselves for,
worrying what does the future hold, remembering
things you have said, or someone else has said
you cannot forgive or forget.

These are cumbersome, unnecessary things to focus on.
A waste of your precious energy.

Forgive everyone, even if they don't ask:
For if you forgive men their trespasses (sin), your heavenly
Father will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive men
their trespasses, neither with your Father forgive your
trespasses.
Matthew 6:14

This should include forgiving ourselves and
starting over fresh and clean in the eyes of God daily.
Repentance is a great healer, and restorer of the soul.

These words were spoken by Jesus. That couldn't be
more clear. We either forgive, or we will not be forgiven.
That is a big burden to carry around, one we were never
meant to carry.

Love others, even when you don't feel they love you.
But I say unto you, love your enemies, bless those who curse
you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who
spitefully use you and persecute you.
Matthew 5:44

Don't carry your burdens, give them away quickly,
God never intended for you to carry them.
1 Peter 5:7 says give them away. Everyday.
Just let go, and stop thinking about them. Release
them to God in prayer, one by one.

Then remember:

The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are
the everlasting arms: and He shall thrust out the enemy
from before thee and shall say, Destroy them.
Deuteronomy 33:27

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
Philippians 4:13

Beloved think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which
is to try you as though some strange thing has happened to you.
But rejoice, inasmuch as you are partakers of Christ's
sufferings, that when His glory shall be revealed, you
may be glad also with exceeding joy.
1 Peter 4:12,13

Don't be stressed, be dressed with praise.
Each evening leave your troubles at his feet, just
as you remove your clothes to lay down and rest
comfortably, unencumbered. Take off your worries,
trials, cares and hurts, and lay them at the feet of the
man of Galilee, who loved you and gave His life for you
that you might have freedom of spirit and forgiveness of
sins.

I can do all things through Christ, which strengthens me.
Philippians 4:13

Only one life, will soon be past
Only what is done, for Christ will last

Rising Above

Good Morning Everyone,

Well today should be a interesting lesson.

Today someone in my family really hurt my feelings,
and it brought up old issues with them and others
and certain old feelings of rejection that confronted
me spiritually and really are challenging to work past.

I think one of the greatest tools in churches today
that satan the loser uses is the spirit of offense,
to divide a church and break down it's cohesiveness.
I think one of the greatest tools satan the loser uses
in families now is the spirit of offense, and bring
unsettling hurt to all involved.

Everyone wants to be right... no one wants to admit
they were wrong, no one wants to compromise,
and everyone seems to savor carrying grudges.

What is this producing? A nation of lonely people,
distraught, hurt, feeling rejected and isolated.
People have forgotten people skills. It is all about me,
my life, my desires.. and they have forgotten the
spirit of grace we should be giving to one another
just as God for Christ's sake gives to us daily.

Grace, unmerited favor.. we are given it even though
we deserve it not.

So here I am stewing in my juice today about some
very unkind, and disrespectful things someone said to me
and I have to take the high road and let it go. It isn't easy,
it doesn't feel good to confront our evil feelings and rebuke
them and admit we are carnal in the way we are reacting.
But it is a necessity.

But it is sweet in the way we are growing in Christ.
We are learning to set aside those carnal feelings and
remember above all, we are a witness for Christ.
We are his hand extended.

So like the end of the following story, part of my
gift to my family, is walking the long journey, and letting
go of the hurt and the need to be right and the need
to set people straight, and trying with all my spiritual
heart to love them where they are at, and just let go
of the pain they bring to me.

God.. is my source. Not people. I need to be dependant
on Him, not them.

These are great words of wisdom my friend.

Don't let the bait of satan - the spirit of offense
dwell in your spirit. It will destroy all around you and
make a wasteland of your spiritual life.

love always
millie


ps.. Thank you Eva for reminding me to rise above
in the name of Christ... How thankful I am to have
a daughter who walks in the grace of God and speaks
it to those around her. I am blessed by you daily.







"A Long Walk"

In a remote village in Central America the word got out among the
peoples of the region that one of the American missionaries that
had served this country for many years was about to return to the
US to live our the remaining years of her life.

The nationals desired to honor her for her years of service with a
public time of appreciation. News of the event went to all parts of
the country in which the missionary was known to the people. One
very old and very poor man walked to the ceremony over mountainous
terrain for 4 days to bring his gift to the missionary.

The gift consisted of 2 coconuts, but it was all the man had. The
missionary recognized the man as coming from the remote village in
the mountains.

"Brother, I cannot believe that you would walk so far to present me
with this gift," said the missionary to the man.

His response? "Long walk part of gift."
--Author Unknown

The Bright and Morning Star

The Bright and Morning Star
copyright Millie Plastaras
All rights reserved
5/5/2003


He came to die on a cross of wood, and He made the
Hill on which it stood.


And the angel said to them, "Have no fear, for observe,
I announce to you the good news of great joy that shall
be for all people; for today there was born for you in the
city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord!
And this is a token for you. You will find the babe
wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger.
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude
of the heavenly host, praising God and saying
"Glory to God in the Highest, and on earth, peace among
men of his favor."
Luke 2:9-14


And so the journey to the manger began. With Angels
singing and a bright Star set apart just by God
to light the way, so that all could know
Our Savior, Jesus is born!

Oh how this world needed a Savior, someone with
compassion that could understand the pain of
each individual. Someone who had the power
to transform lives ... to give them hope that their
situation could change. Someone who could
heal them, and comfort them, and forgive their
sins and love them anyway.

Where could such a one be found?

In very humble circumstances. Not the normal
place you would expect a small baby to be born.
Especially the King of Kings. A humble bed
filled with hay and animals around. A warm
setting in a barn, yet the greatest Savior of
all mankind had just come to change the world
forever.

Let us take a journey to that precious manger,
and see what we can find.

The roads are dusty on the way, but there is a
star to light my way. It is a bright star, is this a sign
of the Light of the World, Jesus? He is the bright
and morning star. If I get there, will He know I
am there? I am not very important. I am afraid.
Perhaps He will not find me good enough ... yet I have
to make this journey.
For I have heard He has the power to change lives,
and came to earth to set our spirit and heart free.

It is getting colder as I journey towards the light,
and I pull the coat closer to me, seeking comfort
somehow. I shiver with the cold, and wonder
once again, if perhaps I should have stayed home.
Perhaps this is a rumor. Perhaps I am making this
journey in vain.

Oh yet, there is this star. And the songs of Angels
in the heavens. How could one ignore such a blessed
thing? I have never seen anything so wondrous in my life.
The star seems to wink at me, inviting, encouraging
me to go on my journey.

I arrive in Bethlehem. The streets are full of people.
So many people ... all here for the census. How will
I ever find the baby? The Messiah, Emmanuel (God with us)... I will look again to the heaven and the light
of the star will show me the way.

The star is shining directly over a stable. I walk there,
and see a family huddled over a manger. A small baby
lays within the folds of cloth in the manger. A light
seems to glow from it's tiny face. I feel such peace
within this place. Suddenly I feel warmth spread through me, and the pain of the journey has left me.
Something draws me as I have never felt before.
I hesitate in walking in, but
the young couple see me and come over and gather
me in their arms and take me to see their little one.
Greeting me as if they have always known me,
and understand exactly why I am here.
How can it be so warm in here, in a stable?
And all the animals are so peaceful ... it is as if they
are smiling. Can even the animals know?

Mary shows me the tiny one, and I reach out to
touch His hand. I feel such peace flood through me.
Ah ... this is the Christ Child. I can sense His life
is going to be so different. Something about Him
even as a baby stirs my soul. I fall upon my knees
seeking to know what it is about this little one
that makes me feel as if I am in the presence
of a King. How could this be ... it is a manger,
a stable, could a King be born in such surroundings?

Yet when I look at His face, even as a baby,
He seems to know me, and I feel such peace
coming from Him. It seems as if He has
been expecting me. Could this Be?
Could this child know me?

I bow my head in prayer and thank God for leading
me to the Child of Light, the Hope of the world.
He is bringing Joy where we felt sorrow.
He is bringing salvation, where we felt our failure
in following the law.
He is bringing healing to those who are broken,
and ill.
His love is all encompassing. No one has ever
loved like this. The room is suddenly filled
with singing. And once again I hear the choir
of Angels.

Singing: Peace on earth, Good will to men.

I stay there and pray a while, reluctant to leave
this Holy place. But my life will never be the same
again. I know now, that the world will never be the
same. Behold the Lamb of God, who takes away
the sins of the world.

My heart is yours Christ Child. I will follow your
light all the days of my life.
Your comfort sustains me.

I get up slowly from my knees, watching the little
child as He nods off to sleep. What a humble
beginning, what a glorious ending!
The King of Kings Has arrived.

I gather the hands of Mary and Joseph in mine,
and thank them for allowing me these moments.
My heart is overflowing with so many feelings,
I hardly know how to express them.
But it seems they understand.
They just smile at me. They know. They feel it
too. The day has finally arrived and
hope has been born within my soul.

As I walk off into the night ... the sense of well being
never leaves. I truly have felt such comfort
and peace as I have never experienced before.
From now on, whenever I feel lonely, or in pain,
I will take my mind back to that manger, and
the beautiful child, that brought a light
into my life that I had never experienced before.
And I will find comfort in remembering
He knew me!
I will forever seek that child within my heart.
All will be well now.
God has heard the cries of my heart.

I hurry down the path. I must tell everyone I know,
to come worship the King.
WE will never be the same.

Joy to the world, the Lord is Come!

He came for you and Me!

remember
Only one life
will soon be past
Only what is done
For Christ will last

Coming Home For Christmas

Coming Home For Christmas

copyright Millie Plastaras December 21, 2001
All Rights Reserved


It became clear at once that this was no ordinary night.
The sky was becoming darker, and the snow flurries were
building up quickly, till it was a blur outside. Cameron looked out the window watching the snow begin to fall
harder and build up on the ground. She turned and faced
the room, the chill beginning to reach her, she walked toward the fireplace gathering the wood sitting by it, and tossing in a log to add to the small fire she started earlier.

It was almost Christmas night, and she was alone in this cabin in the woods. She had come out here to get away from the cacophony of the city, the noise, the crowds, the loneliness and the problems. She just wanted to take time to get to know herself better, and decide what to do about her future.

The last year had changed everything. She had built a company from the ground up, and worked endless hours to make it successful. It had taken all her time and energy. It had been more than she had hoped, and less than she had hoped. It gave her all the financial security she had ever dreamed of, and none of the emotional security she seemed to need right now.

Why was this happening at this point in her life? She sat on the couch gathering her coffee cup to her, and musing over the past. She remembered fondly so many Christmas times past with her parents. Both were gone now, and some of the memories had faded a bit. But the warmth and love they had showed her never faded. What a blessing they had been to her. The word blessing. That is what was missing.

Each Christmas her mother and Father had made a big ceremony of the nativity Scene. It started the first of December, and each night a new piece would come out of it's wrapping and take it's place on the table. They would sit and talk about the meaning of Christmas. And Mom would always make cookies or a new treat each day. What cozy times those were. The Christ Child was always the center of their celebration. And on Christmas day, they made a party of it. A cake to remember Jesus birthday, and songs to sing His praises. It was a wonderful thing to remember.

That was what was missing in her life. She had no spiritual life anymore. She had neglected the Christ Child. Now.. here she was stuck in the wilderness, no way of getting out, and alone. Suddenly the success of her business didn't seem enough. She had forgotten a big part of her life. The part that sustains a person when times get rough.

Someplace around here that nativity set was tucked away,
she had bought it out here after her parents passed away, hoping to make this her Christmas retreat, and to decorate the cabin with the memories of her youth. She got up and walked towards the room that all the boxes were stored in. She rummaged until she found the box with all the dear images of the people from that beautiful Christmas night so long ago.

She took the box to the living room, set it down, and cleared a small table by the fireplace. One by one she pulled the pieces out, and set them up. The tiny lambs, the other animals, the angels, the shepherds, the visiting Kings, and the most important parts, Mary, Joseph, and the Baby Jesus. Each piece became all the more precious as she drew them out. Each piece symbolizing that Holy Night so long ago.

She set back looking at the scene, and it bought a sense of peace to her spirit. Something she had not felt in a long time. She had been living totally for herself, focused on success and career goals. Nothing else. Now here it was
Christmas Night, and she was alone. How had she ever allowed things to get this way. The tears started coursing down her cheeks. Her parents would be so surprised how she had changed, she had become hardened, and cold. She had conformed to the world.

Cameron picked up the Baby Jesus and held it tightly in her hands. She got down on her knees that cold night, and gave her heart to the Baby Jesus, asking forgiveness for her sins.
Her heart pouring forth countless thoughts, and pain that was inside. When finally she stopped. Everything somehow seemed different. She felt a sense of peace she had not felt in so long.

This then, was what Christmas was all about. The Baby Jesus. Nothing else. The quietness of this retreat and the pleasant memory of Godly parents drew her back to the truth of this life. Nothing is worthwhile, without a relationship with Jesus.

She got up and walked towards the window. The snow was slowing down, and she could see a star twinkling through the clouds that were scattered in the sky. The star seemed to be twinkling just at her. It seemed so hopeful now. All was right with her heart. She knew now what to do. And this night had changed everything. It had reminded her of a night long ago, when a precious Baby came to earth, that she might have life, and have it more abundantly.

Now, she was going to seek the abundant life her parents had taught her about. And she was going to remember how to touch the lives of others. This felt much better to her. She knew that this was the reason she felt such a urge to get away. She turned towards the manger scene once again..Replacing the baby in it's manger. She walked towards the kitchen. Perhaps she could find the ingredients for a cake here. It could be a birthday party after all.

Jesus was here now.


remember
Only one life
will soon be past
Only what is done
For Christ will last

A View From The Porch

A View From the Porch
copyright Millie Plastaras 12/19/06

It is a interesting thought to know... as we go out
and view the day from our front porch, that it is
entirely one point of view. Right from our porch,
from our house, from our corner of the world,
with our interpretation of colors, surrounding events,
and with weather that is varied and interesting.

Yet somewhere else in the world or even across
the country, or across the street, or down the block,
someone else comes out and looks at the morning, and
their view is completely different than yours even
though they may live on the same block and
have comparatively the same scene laid out before them.

So it is with our perspective. You might see something
one way, and I will see it another. Does it make anyone's
viewpoint less valid or important, or interesting?

As we go out and see the view from our corner,
did it ever make you wonder what God sees from
the gates of heaven?

If we feel neglected, alone and sad sometimes,
how must He feel? Almighty God who created the
heavens and the earth, has made provisions for all
our needs, and even sacrificed his only son so
that we might have forgiveness of sins and eternal
life, a home with Him forever. Yet, He is probably
the most neglected of all. If a bell rang everytime
someone said a prayer that was truly heartfelt,
how many times a day would that bell ring? What about
prayers that were turned towards God and not our
own needs, prayers for others, prayers of thankfulness,
prayers of intercession, unselfish, humble, focused?

Would the bell ring often for those?

God's perspective is far greater than ours. He
looks out each day and sees our needs and longs
to help us.

WE look out the door and see our needs
and feel despair. He looks out the door and sees
we only have this one life, and that it is so vital
to make it count, we look out the door and think
how hard life has been and why do we have
to go through all this.

Amazing isn't it. You and I live in different parts
of the world, and our daily lives are so different,
our views so different, our lifestyles very varied,
our education different, we are individuals, and
that in itself is a gift.

What is not a gift, is that we cannot seem to love
the differences in each other, and rejoice at different
perspectives and have a humble spirit accepting
of changes, of new ideas, of spiritual wisdom given
by others. Everyone wants to be on top.. everyone
wants to be the expert. Yet, our differences are
amazing, and bring to the table a wonderful variety
of options, thoughts, love, perspectives, encouragement,
and lessons we could all use in one form or another.

Why can we not go out the door fresh each day
and into God's arms and then reach outwards to
each other, loving one another as God has loved us,
unconditionally, in spite of our flaws, shortcomings
and differences.

Give the gift that counts. Acceptance in the
name of Christ, for his sake, for His glory and
as a testimony so that others may be drawn to
God through your witness and shining example
of loving God, loving Others.

This acceptance is different than the highly touted
tolerance taught by the world today. Acceptance
of each other, does not mean we accept sin in others,
just as God finds sin unacceptable in us,
but we pray for them daily, interceeding out of love
and compassion, as God feels towards us.

Remember, we are all on this journey together, no one
better or worse, perhaps some are far wiser in their
walks and decisions. But God loves us all. How then
can think different if He really dwells within us.

love always
millie



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Change Me

Dear Lord change not Thy will in my life,
Or trial and sorrows to be;
Renew my faith and make me strong,
Change not Thy will, change me.

Though teardrops fall when trouble comes,
Like storms on a rolling sea;
Let Thy beacon guide my ship to port,
Change not the storm, change me.

When Thy Holy Word I don't understand
And Thy glory I cannot see;
Teach my eyes, give me sight and wisdom,
Change not Thy Word, change me.

If the fruit Thou hast given me to eat,
Taste bitter and sour, I plea;
Let not my will but Thine be done,
Change not the fruit, change me.

If sometime I murmur and grumble, dear Lord,
About the cross I carry for Thee;
Keep it firm on my shoulders, but hold my hand,
Change not the cross, change me.

If You change Thy ways to please me, dear Lord,
I would soon grow cold and turn from Thee;
That You may hear my prayers, dear Lord,
Change not Thy ways, change me.

There's a valley that I must cross,
Someday Thy face to see;
Lest I forget what power is Thine,
Change not the valley, change me.

- Author Unknown

A Cup of Water for the Thirsty Soul

Good Morning Everyone,

I am thinking today.. of the words Jesus said
about giving the cup of cold water to someone who
is thirsty. What a blessed gift. The right gift
that meets the need of the person.. right at that
moment and blesses them.




Is there anything more vital when you are hot
and dry than a cup of refreshing cold water?

One of the best gifts we can give right now
is the gift of kindness and encouragement.
Our soul needs to be watered and nurtured
with the milk of human kindness and compassion.

Everyone you know has problems, or is suffering.
We could all spend a lot of time comparing who
is going through what, or who has it worse,
but what better thing to do with all that information
than pray for that person in need. To interceed
for their loneliness, for their pain, and to put legs
on those prayers by providing what is within our hands
to give.

Imagine what a different world we would live in
if everyone had that thought life?

Have you ever had a moment, where it felt like the
world was caving in on you, and no one cared?
Have you ever felt like your problems were bigger
than God's ability to answer those problems,
that there was no hope that all would be solved?

Sometimes when we come to the end of our rope
we need need to notice we can touch the hem of
his garment, and surround ourself with his love
and attention, and his compassion and mercy,
and find rest for our weary souls.

My friends, this ol world is changing, and people
don't have the connections with others they used to,
solid relationships are harder to find and maintain,
and people are leary of getting close to anyone, yet
we all need that so desperately.

I hope that you will take time to befriend people,
and love them where they are at rather than where
you would like them to be. WE don't need to fit
each others mold, we need to minister to each other,
and love one another.

A perfect gift of water to the thirsty soul.

God bless each of you,

Love
millie



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SADIE’S CHRISTMAS ANGEL

 

I sat alone in Bill Miller’s BBQ eating lunch and double-checking my shopping list. As always, Bill’s was jam packed and buzzing with bits and pieces of conversation. Dishes were clanging and banging, while Christmas Carols played in the background. Jovial waitresses were decked out in Santa hats – holiday cheer abounded!

Suddenly a rather scrubby, poorly dressed fellow entered and approach the young clerk at the cash register. From what I could gather, he was asking for a handout of some sort. The clerk seemed anxious and unsure of how to handle the situation. While speaking, the man glanced out the front window several times, which caused me to do the same.

Evidently he wasn’t alone. He had two companions outside, one being a terribly thin dog that appeared to be a medium-sized, mixed breed. The sight of the devoted and underweight canine friend was all it took. My appetite vanished right along with my warm fuzzy feelings of the holiday season.

“Oh, I can’t handle this,” grumbled a man at the table next to me. He pushed his plate away, got up, and walked to the cash register. “I want several big broiled chicken breasts for that poor dog out there.” His voice was coarse and he had a look of true anguish on his face. “Can you bag up a couple of to-go meals for the dog’s owners too?”

The clerk’s nervous expression was instantly replaced with a huge smile. “Yes, sir! Oh – thank you so much.”

The chicken was ready before the meals, and the generous stranger high-tailed it out the door. Being curious, I hustled outside and lingered by my car. Passing by the dog’s owner, I had noticed the smell of alcohol.

But the aroma of chicken had the dog’s tail wagging to beat the band. In fact, her entire body wagged. Her newfound-friend offered small bites while stroking her lackluster, drab, reddish coat and speaking in a calm, loving voice.

“Her name is Sadie,” said the man. “She’s a real good dog. We found her roaming the streets about four months ago. She just kind of took to us and hasn’t left our side since. My name is Ed. That guy inside is my brother, Charles.”

As I studied Sadie more closely it was apparent she had been, or was possibly still, nursing a litter of pups. She was definitely in need of the chicken she was savoring.

Her big, beautiful, brown eyes spoke volumes as she devoured each bite with all the manners of a true lady. I wondered how long it had been since she’d had the satisfaction of a full tummy. What a shame, as it was obvious she was a kind, loyal, and gentle soul.

When finished, she gave her new friend a quick kiss on the cheek, then walked over, sat at the feet of her owner, and continued to lick her chops. A complete stranger had given her a gift beyond description, and I wondered who this man might be.

Then out walked Charles with the to-go meals and both brothers expressed sincere thanks. Ed offered up an added comment. “God bless you, Mister, and Merry Christmas.”

The generous stranger looked both men in the eye. “You know this loyal companion of yours would feed you first, any day of the week. Even if she had a drinking problem – she’d meet your needs before buying another bottle. In fact, she would lay down her life for you.” The brothers hung their heads in shame.

“Sir, we love Sadie. She’s all we have,” stammered Charles. “I promise you right now, we’ll do the best we can for her. But I want you to know she always has fresh water from the faucet at the gas station over yonder. And we’re awfully careful when we find food in dumpsters. Nothing has ever made any of us sick.”

Ed interrupted nervously. “We took her pups to the Animal Shelter hoping they’d find good homes. They said Sadie was older and wasn’t likely to be adopted. We couldn’t stand to think they might put her down, so we kept her. We’re a family.”

The stranger spoke again with his deep, gruff voice, “I’ll make a deal with you. When you can’t feed Sadie she will have a running tab at this café, but one of the employees will always watch to be sure she is fed every single bite. The food is for her – I hope you understand what I’m saying. I’ve known the owner of this place for years. All you need to do is ask for the boss, and tell him Sadie needs chicken breasts -- he’ll take care of it.”

Tears welled up in the eyes of both men. Ed knelt down and wrapped his arms around the dog’s neck. “Did you hear that Sadie? You’ll never have to fall asleep with your stomach growling again.”

Both men began to offer thanks once more, but the gentleman turned away as tears began to trickle down his face. He crouched down and spoke directly to Sadie. “If your owners take care of you, I’ll see to it that they get an occasional meal too. I’ll be getting reports on your condition from the folks that work here. They’ll be watching for you, sweet girl.”

I climbed into my car and dried my eyes as I watched Sadie’s benefactor walk back inside. Through the plate glass window I could see him speaking with the owner who was nodding his head in approval, while shaking hands with Sadie’s Christmas Angel.

On Being Content

Good Morning Everyone,

Are you content? Are you happy with your lot
in life? How many people around you, that you
observe regularly, do you know that are content
with their life, their circumstances and their
possessions?

My guess is that we hardly know anyone who is.
Most people want more than they have
Most people want a different life
Less Problems
More Money
Better Health
Better Circumstances.
And even if they have a good life to all outer
appearances, they are still not happy.

Women spend their days shopping till their credit
cards are maxed out and debt rules and reigns
in their lives...and still they don't have enough
"things".

Many men like to brag about who has the
best car, the best house, the best wife, the best
job, who got the best raise.

Anyone notice a theme in here?

Me, me, me. Life is all about what I want.

It is interesting to take a step back for a moment
and listen to what Paul said.

Not that I am implying that I was in any personal want,
for I have learned how to be content (satisfied to
the point where I am not disturbed or disquieted)
in whatever state (circumstances) I am in.
Philippians 4:11

This isn't easy is it? Why, I wonder? Why can
we not focus on what we do have and make
the best of it, rather than spending many days
and hours focusing on what we don't have
and feeling sorrowful?

This Christmas has been different for me and my
family. My husband and I being on a fixed income
have had to limit what we buy and I don't feel bad.
I feel very content. Why? My husband and I
are still here,in spite of numerous health issues
that have come about, we have a roof over our heads,
we have food for the day, a change of clothes,
and I know Jesus as Lord and Savior of my life,
I am truly blessed, truly forgiven, loved by God.

What more could I ask for? Would more money make
me happy? My husband has relatives who are millionaires,
who have a whole nother set of problems because of
all the money. Are they more happy than me? I do not
see that they are. Everyone has problems, everyone
has trials, sooner or later everyone will have physical
problems.

So what do we do with this info?
Learn to make the best of what you have.
Learn to look around you for what you do have
and say a prayer of thanks everyday.
Learn to find the beauty of life in sound
relationships, in giving to those in need.
Learn to find personal freedom in forgiveness.
In noticing the beauty of nature, and the warm
home you have to live in and the quality of
food you have to eat.

So many in the world will never have what
you have, and yet you are discontent?

It is all a choice my friend. A state of mind.
As I woke up this morning, and thought of some
difficult things going on in my family, I gave them
to the Lord, who has all the answers, and I rejoiced
in the privilege of a new day, and the knowledge
of the gift of it. I am thankful for my friends,
and family and a heavenly Father I can talk to all
the time.

No matter what you are facing,
or what your circumstances are,
or what you do not have and wish you did,
you can learn to be content with your circumstances
and have a thankful heart, IF YOU CHOOSE.

I find this is a important subject.. because of
the many letters I get, and what I observe. If just
one person takes this to heart today, and readjusts
their thinking and it has a ripple effect on those
around them, I will consider this a outstanding blessing.

God bless you dear friends.. go forth and be
content. God is still on the throne.

love
millie



Let all men know and perceive and recognize your
unselfishness -- your considerateness,
your forbearing (forgiving and patient) spirit,
the Lord is near, He is coming soon.
And God's peace shall be yours, that tranquil state
of a soul assured of its salvation through Christ, and so
fearing nothing from God and content with its earthly
lot of whatever sort that is, that peace which transcends
all understanding, shall garrison and mount guard
over your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7

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CONTENTMENT IS…

I heard the voice but couldn't see the person. She was on the other side of the locker, just coming in from her early morning swim. Her voice sounded like the morning itself-- bright, cheerful, and full of life. At
6:15 in the morning, it would catch anyone's attention. I heard its affirming tone.

"Delores, I really appreciated the book you picked up for me last week. I know the library was out of your way. I haven't been able to put the book down. Solzhenitsyn is a great writer. I'm glad you suggested him to me."

"Good morning, Pat," she greeted another swimmer. For a moment the melodious voice was silent, then I heard it again. "Have you ever seen such a gorgeous day? I spied a pair of meadowlarks as I walked over this morning. Makes you glad you're alive, doesn't it?"

The voice was too good to be true. Who can be that thankful at this time of the morning? Her voice had a note of refinement to it. Probably some rich woman who has nothing to do all day but sip tea on her verandah and read Solzhenitsyn. I suppose I could be cheerful at 6 A.M. if I could swim and read my way through the day. She probably even owns a cottage in the north woods.

I rounded the corner toward the showers and came face-to-face with a youthful voice. She was just packing her gear. Her yellow housekeeping uniform hung crisp and neat on her fiftyish frame. It was a uniform I'd seen before-- along with mops, brooms, dust cloths, and buckets. An employee of the facility at which I swim. She flashed a smile my way, picked up her plastic K-Mart shopping bag, and hurried out the door, spreading "Have a glorious day" benedictions as she went.

I still had the yellow uniform on my mind as I swam my laps and sank down among the foamy lather of the Whirlpool. My two companions were deep in conversation. At least one of them was. His tired, sad voice told tragic woes of arthritic knees, a heart aneurysm, sleepless nights, and pain- filled days.

Nothing was good or right. The water was too hot, the whirlpool jets weren't strong enough for his stiff knees, and his doctors had been much too slow in diagnosing his case. With his diamond-studded hand, he wiped the white suds out of his face. He looked ancient, but I suspected he too was fiftyish.

The yellow uniform and the diamond-studded ring stood out in striking, silent contrast, proof to me again that when God says, "Godliness with contentment is great gain," He really means it. This morning I saw both contentment and discontentment. I resolved never to forget.

By Ruth Senter

Wisdom for Life

Good Morning Everyone,

As I was sitting here reflecting today about the
season, I thought of my mom and dad and grandparents
and what wonderful holiday seasons we spent together.
Warm home, good food, the joy of being with each
other and above all, the knowledge that Jesus was
in our home, Lord of our lives, and was watching over us.

When I look back on life, and the people I knew, the
ones who stood out, were the ones who took time
for others, and loved them. The ones who made a
difference in the lives of the people around them.

People who were kind
or giving
or thoughtful
or forgiving
or joyful
or cheerful.

These are wonderful traits. We all should strive
to be more positive, and thoughtful, and especially forgiving.

What a great time of year to let go of resentments,
whether or not the situation has been resolved.
What a great time to make a clean break from our
worries and learn to rely on the Lord and just
enjoy each day as it comes, rather than dwelling
in the past or worrying about tomorrow.

Maybe it is time to set new priorities in your life.
What better time to do it than the season we
remember the birth of the Christ Child,
who came to give freedom to this world spiritually,
freedom from sin, peace that passes all understanding,
hope for today and tomorrow, and strength for each day.

How blessed we are. Should we not then reflect this?
Take a look at yourself today. Do others see that
you are blessed? Are you spreading it around?
Are you a example of Christ dwelling richly in you?

We all have things to correct. Its a great time to start.

love always
millie

Let all men know and perceive and recognize your
unselfishness -- your considerateness,
your forbearing (forgiving and patient) spirit,
the Lord is near, He is coming soon.
And God's peace shall be yours, that tranquil state
of a soul assured of its salvation through Christ, and so
fearing nothing from God and content with its earthly
lot of whatever sort that is, that peace which transcends
all understanding, shall garrison and mount guard
over your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7


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Pearls of Wisdom

1. Anger is a condition in which the tongue,
works faster than the mind.

2. You can't change the past,
but you can ruin the present by worrying over the future.

3. Love ......and you shall be loved.

4. God always gives His best to those who leave the choice
with Him.

5. All people smile in the same language.

6. A hug is a great gift, one size fits all.
It can be given for any occasion and it's easy to exchange.

7. Everyone needs to be loved,
especially when they do not deserve it.

8. The real measure of a man's wealth is what he has
invested in eternity.

9. Laughter is God's sunshine.

10. Everything has beauty but not everyone sees it.

11. It's important for parents to live the same things they teach.

12. Thank God for what you have, TRUST GOD for what you need.

13. If you fill your heart with regrets of yesterday
and the worries of tomorrow, you have no today to be
thankful for.

14. Happy memories never wear out....
Relive them as often as you want.

15. Home is the place where we grumble the most,
but are often treated the best.

16. Man looks at outward appearance but the Lord looks within.

17. The choice you make today will usually affect tomorrow.

18. Take time to laugh for it is the music of the soul.

19. If anyone speaks badly of you, live so none will believe it.

20. Patience is the ability to idle your motor,
when you feel like stripping your gears.

21. Love is strengthened by working through conflicts together.

22. The best thing parents can do for their children,
is to love each other.

23. Harsh words break no bones but they do break hearts.

24. To get out of a difficulty, one usually must go through it.

25. We take for granted the things that we should be giving thanks


for.

26. Love is the only thing that can be divided,
without being diminished.

27. Happiness is enhanced by others but does not depend upon
others.

28. You are richer today if you have laughed, given or forgiven.

29. For every minute you are angry with someone,
you lose 60 seconds of happiness that you can never get back.

30. Do what you can, for who you can,
with what you have, and where you are.

31. The best gifts to give:
To your friend, loyalty;
To your enemy, forgiveness;
To your boss, service;
To a child, a good example;
To your parents, gratitude and devotion;
To your mate, love and faithfulness;
To all men and women, charity;
and To God, your life.

Millie's INspirations - For Always

Good Morning Everyone,

Alone. Are there many words more sad than
I am alone? I recognize we all have times we
like to be alone, but to be that way too much,
to become isolated without support of friends
or family can be very hard.

Sometimes we need someone to remind
us that while we are looking around
while we are busy shopping
while we are busy on the computer, the
phone, with the television, someone has been
right there beside us.

There is a companion who is with us always,
and we may have neglected him worse than
we are feeling neglected.

Even though the Christ child came to save the
world, many have not let him do so.

They have made him a 911 Jesus. For times of crisis
only. Yet, if we but took time each day to cry out to
Him, and put our trust in him, and truly believe He
cares about the deepest of our needs, and feelings
and problems, we would find courage and sustenance
for the day.

Sometimes we let life get so complicated we forget
the source of our strength, and find by the end of
the day we are weary, drained, and sometimes
we feel hopeless.

Perhaps you need to fill up your spiritual gas tank
with the Word of God, and find that peace that
passes all understanding.

Take a minute, and look at the nativity. The prince
of peace has come to seek and to save that which
is lost. Is He gaining your attention today? What
place does He have in your life, and how is that
working for you? How will it stand the test of
eternity?

Only one life, will soon be past,
only what is done for Christ will last.
For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.

love
millie


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A Russian Christmas Story - "For Always"
by Will Fish

In 1994, two Americans answered an invitation from the Russian Department of Education to teach morals and ethics (based on biblical principles) in the public schools. They were invited to teach at prisons, businesses, the fire and police departments and a large orphanage. About 100 boys and girls who had been abandoned, abused, and left in the care of a government-run program were in the orphanage. They relate the following story in their own words:

It was nearing the holiday season, 1994, time for our orphans to hear for the first time the traditional story of Christmas. We told them about Mary and Joseph arriving in Bethlehem. Finding no room in the inn, the couple went to a stable, where the baby Jesus was born and placed in a manger.

Throughout the story, the children and orphanage staff sat in amazement as they listened. Some sat on the edges of their stools, trying to grasp every word.

Completing the story, we gave the children three small pieces of cardboard to make a crude manger. Each child was given a small paper square, cut from yellow napkins I had brought with me. No colored paper was available in the city. Following instructions, the children tore the paper and carefully laid strips in the manger for straw. Small squares of flannel (cut from a worn-out nightgown an American lady was throwing away as she left Russia) were used for the baby's blanket. A doll-like baby was cut from tan felt we had brought from the United States.

The orphans were busy assembling their manger as I walked among them to see if they needed any help. All went well until I got to one table where little Misha sat--he looked to be about 6 years old and had finished his project. As I looked at the little boy's manger, I was startled to see not one, but two babies in the manger.

Quickly, I called for the translator to ask the lad why there were two babies in the manger. Crossing his arms in front of him and looking at his completed manger scene, the child began to repeat the story very seriously. For such a young boy, who had only heard the Christmas story once, he related the happenings accurately --until he came to the part where Mary put the baby Jesus in the manger.

Then Misha started to ad lib. He made up his own ending to the story as he said, "And when Maria laid the baby in the manger, Jesus looked at me and asked me if I had a place to stay. I told him I have no mamma and I have no papa, so I don't have any place to stay. Then Jesus told me I could stay with him. But I told him I couldn't, because I didn't have a gift to give him like everybody else did. But I wanted to stay with Jesus so much, so I thought about what I had that maybe I could use for a gift. I thought maybe if I kept him warm, that would be a good gift. So I asked Jesus, "If I keep you warm, will that be a good enough gift?" And Jesus told me, "If you keep me warm, that will be the best gift anybody ever gave me." "So I got into the manger, and then Jesus looked at me and he told me I could stay with him---for always."

As little Misha finished his story, his eyes brimmed full of tears that splashed down his little cheeks. Putting his hand over his face, his head dropped to the table and his shoulders shook as he sobbed and sobbed. The little orphan had found someone who would never abandon nor abuse him, someone who would stay with him--FOR ALWAYS.

"And thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up." -Deuteronomy 6:7

The Greatest of Life's Pursuits

Good Morning Everyone,

I love the writings of Max Lucado. When you read
his stories, the wording is so colorful and descriptive
you feel like you are right there real time, experiencing
the sounds, the smells, the movements of what
is happening in the scene. It is vivid.

AS I read this story this morning, a remarkable thought
came to me about seeking the Savior.

During this season, how important it is to reflect on this.

Many say they are seeking the Savior. Many say they
know Him. Many talk about Him, argue about his book,
and consider themselves authorities on Him.
Many attend church every week, yet when they leave it,
they pick up their own desires again, and are far from
God's heart and desires for them. They are in essence
playing church rather being sold out to God.

Yet, I wonder, if He walked in our homes today,
would we know Him? Would we be happy to be under His
scrutiny? Would He see things in our home we would
feel convicted of? Would He look into our eyes and
know we had habits that we should not have? Would
He see how we waste our money, our time, our resources?
Would He see how we treat our family and friends?
Would He look into our heart and see things we
had been trying to hide from Him? Parts of us we
withheld because we want to do what we want to do?

How many really are pursuing Christ?

If you are pursuing Him, and caught up to Him,
would you really be happy with what He saw in you?

How many really from the depths of their heart and spirit know their
heart is turned towards Christ? He really does know who
you are, what you have been up to, what you have done
or not done, nothing is hidden to Him.

In the final analysis, no game will stand the test of time.
No pretense, no hidden agendas, no unconfessed sin
will serve you well.

With God.. only the truth will prevail.

All the works of this life will be burned up as chaff in the wind,
and only what is done for Christ will last.

What are you pursuing today? Dare you look within your
soul and find yourself wanting, falling short of what you
should be, and far from where you should be going?

At the end of my days, even though I surely have made
many mistakes and fallen short in the past, in these times
of my life, I want to be sifted and found faithful. I cannot
think of anything more desirous or important to me.

The older you get, the more you learn about what is
"really" important.

Seek Him while He may be found. For your own soul's sake.

Love
millie

ps.. Please take this serious. God wants you to know this
today.. He told me so. Some of you need to check yourselves out. As your life draws to a close.. He wants to be your all in all.


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Seeking the Savior
by Max Lucado

Simeon said, “Can I stay alive until I see him?” The Magi said, “Saddle up the camels. We aren’t stopping until we find him.”

The shepherds said, “Let’s go…. Let’s see.”

They wanted the Savior. They wanted to see Jesus.

They were earnest in their search. One translation renders Hebrews 11:6: “God … rewards those who earnestly seek him” (NIV, italics mine).

Another reads: “God rewards those who search for him” (PHILLIPS, italics mine).

And another: “God … rewards those who sincerely look for him” (TLB, italics mine).

I like the King James translation: “He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him” (italics mine).

Diligently—what a great word. Be diligent in your search. Be hungry in your quest, relentless in your pilgrimage. Let this book be but one of dozens you read about Jesus and this hour be but one of hundreds in which you seek him. Step away from the puny pursuits of possessions and positions, and seek your king.

Don’t be satisfied with angels. Don’t be content with stars in the sky. Seek him out as the shepherds did. Long for him as Simeon did. Worship him as the wise men did. Do as John and Andrew did: ask for his address. Do as Matthew: invite Jesus into your house. Imitate Zacchaeus. Risk whatever it takes to see Christ.

God rewards those who seek him. Not those who seek doctrine or religion or systems or creeds. Many settle for these lesser passions, but the reward goes to those who settle for nothing less than Jesus himself. And what is the reward? What awaits those who seek Jesus? Nothing short of the heart of Jesus. “And as the Spirit of the Lord works within us, we become more and more like him” (2 Cor. 3:18 TLB).

Can you think of a greater gift than to be like Jesus? Christ felt no guilt; God wants to banish yours. Jesus had no bad habits; God wants to remove yours. Jesus had no fear of death; God wants you to be fearless. Jesus had kindness for the diseased and mercy for the rebellious and courage for the challenges. God wants you to have the same.

He loves you just the way you are, but he refuses to leave you that way. He wants you to be just like Jesus.

From Just Like Jesus
Copyright 1998, Max Lucado

He Giveth More

Dearest Friends,

When we are at the end of our rope
God is waiting there.

When all seems lost
God knows we are in his hands,and never alone.

When all resources seem at an end
God owns the cattle on a thousand hills.

When trials and troubles come relentlessly
God's mercy abounds even more.

Lessons learned in the time of crisis
the time of loss
the time of waiting
teach us to stretch
grow
rely on
cling to
and trust implicitly in God.

Not in men
not in our power
not in our strength.
But in God.

He gives power to the faint and weary,
and to him who has no might He increases strength --
causing it to multiply and making it abound.

But those who wait upon the Lord -- who expect,
look for, and hope in Him -- shall change and renew their
strength and power; they shall lift their wings
and mount up (close to God) as eagles (mount up to
the sun) they shall run and not be weary;
they shall walk and not faint or become weary.
Isaiah 40:29,31

God help me to remember today
to walk in your strength
not my own,
to trust in your power and abilities
to watch over me, solve my problems,
provide my needs. Help me to cling to,
rely on, trust in and find hope in you each day.
You are my source, and I praise you oh God
your mercies, grace and provision are new each day.

Amen.

All He is, is all you will Ever need.

love
millie


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When God is Silent
Author: Unknown

"Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him; do not fret when men succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes. Refrain from anger and turn from wrath; do not fret -- it leads only to evil" Psalm 37:7-8, NIV.

John (not his real name) realized that his marriage wasn't all that it could be, but he and Mary were in counseling so John was confident that their marriage would survive and be stronger than ever.

Wrong. John was devastated when Mary informed him that she didn't love him and never would. Tragically time proved that she meant it.

John said that he always believed with faith in God, hope, persistence, qualified counseling help, and hard work pretty much any problem could be resolved.

Wrong again. Eventually John and Mary were divorced after which John experienced an intense "silence of God -- dark night of the soul."

So what do you do when you are committed to and trusting God and your world falls apart?

As John put it, "As hurt, baffled and confused as I was, I clung to my faith. I had nothing else to cling to. But today, several years later, I am a much different man. My shattered dreams and God's silence were God's wake-up call for me. I realized that I had many unresolved personal problems from my past that I needed to face and resolve. I also realized that the only person I could ever change was me. I'm still learning and growing but I am healthier today spiritually, emotionally and physically than I was when I was in my 30s.

Through my own personal journey I would agree with John. Who wants to change and grow when everything is going great? Certainly not me because change and growth are often very painful. Facing one's reality can also be a painful experience. But it's only as we face and accept our personal problems and character issues, that we can bring them to God and safe people for healing.

When God seems silent, if we stand still and listen with our heart, in time we will realize that God has been speaking the loudest to us. Strange? Yes, but true.

"Dear God, thank you for the times when I felt you were silent and deserted me, for I now realize that you allowed me to go through pain and disappointment to help me face my personal problems and grow. Thank you that you loved and accepted me as I was but loved me too much to leave me as I was. Gratefully in Jesus' name. Amen."


"I sought the LORD, and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears." -Psalm 34:4


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He Giveth More


He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase,
To added affliction He addeth his mercy,
To multiplied trials, He multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father's full giving has only begun.

His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth and giveth and giveth again.

Copyright Annie Johnson Flint