Monday, August 3, 2015
deeda-zoomlens: ALL LIVES MATTER. STAND UP FOR LIFE.In the beginni...
deeda-zoomlens: ALL LIVES MATTER. STAND UP FOR LIFE.In the beginni...: ALL LIVES MATTER. STAND UP FOR LIFE. In the beginning, God...... What do we need, more verses to show and tell us what our Father think...
ALL LIVES MATTER. STAND UP FOR LIFE.
In the beginning, God......
What do we need, more verses to show and tell us what our Father thinks? Do we need more words to shield us from the pc barbs of today's death culture -- aka abortion, and the for profit business of selling little livers and kidneys and hearts? What will it take for our eyes to see these murdered babies as our little brothers and sisters? These slaughtered images of our Father and our God. The innocents, lie broken and crushed on the sacrificial altar of mammon and feminism.
On the other end of the spectrum the money grubbers are frothing at the mouth for euthanasia. You know, we are outliving our usefulness to the tax base. I mean, if we keep getting older and the tax base keeps shrinking, our families might even be forced to care for us -- just the way our Lord said they should. This beautiful miracle called life, at either end, is fragile -- coming and going through the passage of time. We have all been there or we would not be here now. We will all get there eventually. In the in-between, we have a chance to make a difference. Stand up. We are our Father's works of art. Treasure every minute of the living, from the womb to the tomb.
I leave you with words from the bible, our go-to book on all things right, on all things good, on all things important, on all things -- period. Please think on them; use them to help others see. Use them to help open someone's ears. Use them to help soften a heart. USE THEM TO HELP SAVE A LIFE.
ALL LIVES MATTER
The sanctity of all human life
It proceeds from God Ge 2:7
And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.;
And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.;
Ac 17:24-2624 "The God who made the world and all things in it, since He is Lord of heaven and earth, does not dwell in temples made with hands; 25 nor is He served by human hands, as though He needed anything, since He Himself gives to all people life and breath and all things; 26 and He made from one man every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the earth, having determined their appointed times and the boundaries of their habitation,…
The sanctity of children’s lives
Jer 1:5 "I knew you before I formed you in the womb; I set you apart for me before you were born; I appointed you to be a prophet to the nations."
Lk 1:41,44 When Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the baby leaped in her womb; and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. 42 And she cried out with a loud voice and said, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb! 43 “And how has it happened to me, that the mother of my Lord would come to me? 44“For behold, when the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the baby leaped in my womb for joy. 45 “And blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what had been spoken to her by the Lord.”
Injury to a pregnant woman is serious 12 "So I will send fire upon Teman And it will consume the citadels of Bozrah." 13Thus says the LORD, "For three transgressions of the sons of Ammon and for four I will not revoke its punishment, Because they ripped open the pregnant women of Gilead In order to enlarge their borders. 14 "So I will kindle a fire on the wall of Rabbah And it will consume her citadels Amid war cries on the day of battle, And a storm on the day of tempest.…
The sanctity of old age
The old are to be respected Ephesians 6:1
Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right.
Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right.
Leviticus 19:32
Stand up in the presence of the aged, show respect for the elderly and revere your God. I am the LORD.
Stand up in the presence of the aged, show respect for the elderly and revere your God. I am the LORD.
Proverbs 1:8
Listen, my son, to your father's instruction and do not forsake your mother's teaching.
Listen, my son, to your father's instruction and do not forsake your mother's teaching.
Proverbs 15:20
A wise son brings joy to his father, but a foolish man despises his mother.
A wise son brings joy to his father, but a foolish man despises his mother.
Proverbs 30:17
The eye that mocks a father, that scorns an aged mother, will be pecked out by the ravens of the valley, will be eaten by the vultures.
The eye that mocks a father, that scorns an aged mother, will be pecked out by the ravens of the valley, will be eaten by the vultures.
1 Ti 5Do not sharply rebuke an older man, but rather appeal to him as a father, to the younger men as brothers, 2the older women as mothers, and the younger women as sisters, in all purity.
For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are Your works and that my soul knows well. My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed, and in Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them" (Psalm 139:13-16, NKJV).
"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ for giving us through Christ every possible spiritual benefit as citizens of heaven! For consider what he has done—before the foundation of the world He chose us to become, in Christ, His holy and blameless children living within His constant care" (Ephesians 1:3-4, PME).
ALL LIVES MATTER. ALL AGES MATTER.
Make your voice heard: STAND UP FOR LIFE!
http://blog.maplestreetchurch.com/all-lives-matter-stand-up-for-life/
deeda-zoomlens: Everyday life in our everyday world.Take heart! Th...
deeda-zoomlens: Everyday life in our everyday world.Take heart! Th...: Everyday life in our everyday world. Take heart! There is hope! There are Plato and the Cave abstracts, and all the wonders of philosop...
Everyday life in our everyday world.
Take heart! There is hope!
There are Plato and the Cave abstracts, and all the wonders of philosophy that may catapult our minds and our imaginations into veritable towers of Babel -- if we are not very balanced and very careful in assimilating their associations and their analogies and setting them in proper proportions. Do not ponder the imponderables for too long or stare into the abyss, lest the imponderables turn your thoughts into beginnings with no ends, and the abyss, as Nietzsche said, may very well stare back at you.
On the other end of the spectrum and perhaps in retaliation to it, there is the glorification of all things dimwitted and venal -- in this age of scattalogical humor, in glorification of all things bourne of lust instead of love, in gratuitous acts -- as if this generation were the first to discover why Adam and Eve needed the fig leaves in the first place. Overwhelming our everyday lives are our commercials, our sitcoms and today's movie fare -- mindless escapes from the meaninglessness that has become the empty center of so many lonely lives. NO! People, God made us for more than this!!! We are better than this!!!
Philippians 4:8 For the rest, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is worthy of reverence andis honorable and seemly, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely and lovable, whatever is kind and winsome and gracious, if there is any virtue and excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think on and weigh and take account of these things [fix your minds on them].
Instead of getting lost in abstract theories or taking the opposite route and eschewing thought at all, find the place where practical lives: You got it! That would be the Bible! God's word will tame the wanderings of the mind and bring them into focused insight. It will separate the wheat from the chaff and cast out the demons that jade the spiritual truth of love and intimacy and turn them into so much mindless dross. Our world was meant to mean more. Our lives and relationships were meant to have joyful and good content. Proverbs is a great start when we are looking for solid ground to stand upon, good thoughts to pillow our minds upon, and practical paths to follow that will lead us safely home.
Proverbs 10 The Message (MSG)
1 Wise son, glad father;
stupid son, sad mother.
2 Ill-gotten gain gets you nowhere;
an honest life is immortal.
3 God won’t starve an honest soul,
but he frustrates the appetites of the wicked.
4 Sloth makes you poor;
diligence brings wealth.
5 Make hay while the sun shines—that’s smart;
go fishing during harvest—that’s stupid.
6 Blessings accrue on a good and honest life,
but the mouth of the wicked is a dark cave of abuse.
7 A good and honest life is a blessed memorial;
a wicked life leaves a rotten stench.
8 A wise heart takes orders;
an empty head will come unglued.
9 Honesty lives confident and carefree,
but Shifty is sure to be exposed.
10 An evasive eye is a sign of trouble ahead,
but an open, face-to-face meeting results in peace.
11 The mouth of a good person is a deep, life-giving well,
but the mouth of the wicked is a dark cave of abuse.
12 Hatred starts fights,
but love pulls a quilt over the bickering.
13 You’ll find wisdom on the lips of a person of insight,
but the shortsighted needs a slap in the face.
14 The wise accumulate knowledge—a true treasure;
know-it-alls talk too much—a sheer waste.
The Road to Life Is a Disciplined Life
15 The wealth of the rich is their bastion;
the poverty of the indigent is their ruin.
16 The wage of a good person is exuberant life;
an evil person ends up with nothing but sin.
17 The road to life is a disciplined life;
ignore correction and you’re lost for good.
18 Liars secretly hoard hatred;
fools openly spread slander.
19 The more talk, the less truth;
the wise measure their words.
20 The speech of a good person is worth waiting for;
the blabber of the wicked is worthless.
21 The talk of a good person is rich fare for many,
but chatterboxes die of an empty heart.
stupid son, sad mother.
2 Ill-gotten gain gets you nowhere;
an honest life is immortal.
3 God won’t starve an honest soul,
but he frustrates the appetites of the wicked.
4 Sloth makes you poor;
diligence brings wealth.
5 Make hay while the sun shines—that’s smart;
go fishing during harvest—that’s stupid.
6 Blessings accrue on a good and honest life,
but the mouth of the wicked is a dark cave of abuse.
7 A good and honest life is a blessed memorial;
a wicked life leaves a rotten stench.
8 A wise heart takes orders;
an empty head will come unglued.
9 Honesty lives confident and carefree,
but Shifty is sure to be exposed.
10 An evasive eye is a sign of trouble ahead,
but an open, face-to-face meeting results in peace.
11 The mouth of a good person is a deep, life-giving well,
but the mouth of the wicked is a dark cave of abuse.
12 Hatred starts fights,
but love pulls a quilt over the bickering.
13 You’ll find wisdom on the lips of a person of insight,
but the shortsighted needs a slap in the face.
14 The wise accumulate knowledge—a true treasure;
know-it-alls talk too much—a sheer waste.
The Road to Life Is a Disciplined Life
15 The wealth of the rich is their bastion;
the poverty of the indigent is their ruin.
16 The wage of a good person is exuberant life;
an evil person ends up with nothing but sin.
17 The road to life is a disciplined life;
ignore correction and you’re lost for good.
18 Liars secretly hoard hatred;
fools openly spread slander.
19 The more talk, the less truth;
the wise measure their words.
20 The speech of a good person is worth waiting for;
the blabber of the wicked is worthless.
21 The talk of a good person is rich fare for many,
but chatterboxes die of an empty heart.
http://blog.maplestreetchurch.com/everyday-life-in-our-everyday-world/
deeda-zoomlens: One more day with you.Lord of Light, let fly the r...
deeda-zoomlens: One more day with you.Lord of Light, let fly the r...: One more day with you. Lord of Light, let fly the rainbowed sky, rimmed with your yellow sun and searing shafts of glory! We faint before...
One more day with you.
Lord of Light, let fly the rainbowed sky, rimmed with your yellow sun and searing shafts of glory! We faint before your wonder, fall before the sheer power of your being. You engrave our souls with your living word: Light borne, all life bows to the lamb and the incense of the elite! 'And when He had taken the scroll, the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders of the heavenly Sanhedrin prostrated themselves before the Lamb. Each was holding a harp (lute or guitar), and they had golden bowls full of incense (fragrant spices and gums for burning), which are the prayers of God’s people (the saints). Rev 5:8)
Seekers of truth, knocking at the door of prism fire, Jesus, we follow you through the door of our lives: We find your spirit in the quick rush of the green breeze; the ancient rocks rumbling into life just at the pounding edge of the sea; the quiescent deer -- threading the narrows in absolute grace -- leading the young over splashes and through falls -- to thirst no more at the truest of springs; we find your laughter in the clustered ease, the flights of butterfly and bees as they joins in the tree to tree symphony -- from flower to fruit, color to color they arc and twirl, following nectar's honey songs -- sharing food for the flowers, mana for the world. How your creations delight us, fire our souls -- gives spark to all that is, all that was and all that can be.
What a miracle to awaken each day to you, to spend the morning as you pass the hours with our thoughts, to find the shadow of your footsteps -- calling us to follow, to join the flight and let loose the bonds -- to soar with our all our might and all our souls on winged fire to meet the morning challenges of these worldly days.
And then there is noon and time to thank you once again for our sustenance, your grace spread like a tent over our lives, our families and our country. We are so blessed by the circle of the peace around our days -- for the sacred bread and fellowship cup.
Evening birds begin to gather and you allow the yellow to turn to gold, the earth's rim finding a quieter presence, a more august and reflective glow that, moving slowly, finds the gloaming of evening and follows it into night -- but even in the dark of the moon, we are not without light. We are never alone at that evening meal when the world opens itself to your touch, to being filled with one more day of your essence, as you bend down, breathe out, and write new life in the sand of time.
Over our night, your angels guard us, wing to wing -- touching, face to face -- watching -- over the faithful, the truth seekers, your family, who sleeps only to awaken to dawn and your life-light again. Shine on us this weekend.
Our hearts and hands find prayer without ceasing, Sweet Jesus, and look to you. Grant us one more day of your strong presence, more more touch of time with your standard of truth, one more taste of life divine and kingdom come before you gather us gently together to come home with you.
http://blog.maplestreetchurch.com/one-more-day-with-you/
deeda-zoomlens: The gospel of our lives.Fellowship is not just o...
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The gospel of our lives.Fellowship is not just o...: The gospel of our lives. Fellowship is not just on Sunday. That seventh day of rest is our touchstone, though; it charges us — bui...
The gospel of our lives.Fellowship is not just o...: The gospel of our lives. Fellowship is not just on Sunday. That seventh day of rest is our touchstone, though; it charges us — bui...
deeda-zoomlens: The great empty.Do you ever feel lonely? Do you ev...
deeda-zoomlens: The great empty.Do you ever feel lonely? Do you ev...: The great empty. Do you ever feel lonely? Do you ever feel blue? Old song from years ago but it holds the age old empty pain of our hum...
deeda-zoomlens: “And whoever welcomes a little child like this in...
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“And whoever welcomes a little child like this in...: “And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name welcomes me.” Psalm 139:14-16 (MSG) “13-16 Oh yes, you shaped me first ...
“And whoever welcomes a little child like this in...: “And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name welcomes me.” Psalm 139:14-16 (MSG) “13-16 Oh yes, you shaped me first ...
deeda-zoomlens: Playing games with the Holy Spirit. Tictock: Clock...
deeda-zoomlens: Playing games with the Holy Spirit. Tictock: Clock...: Playing games with the Holy Spirit. Tictock: Clock is running. So, He said to me, “Do you play chess?” Not well enough to play with y...
deeda-zoomlens: A time for every season.So, it’s the last Friday i...
deeda-zoomlens: A time for every season.So, it’s the last Friday i...: A time for every season. So, it’s the last Friday in July, pushing itself into the first weekend of August. What are you going to do wit...
deeda-zoomlens: This is the day that the Lord has made.’14 And God...
deeda-zoomlens: This is the day that the Lord has made.’14 And God...: This is the day that the Lord has made. ’14 And God said, Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the...
This is the day that the Lord has made.
’14 And God said, Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night, and let them be signs and tokens of God’s provident care, and to mark seasons, days, and years,’
Markers of God’s passages, the sentinel seasons carry our lives inside their gowns of time — swinging picture lanterns through our days, ever drawing the lifeline of humanity forward — glowing paths that star-dot God’s direction to our final future — past time, past space, inside light and being — Heaven inner-lit and home.
Our blue sky, timeless and tireless, finds a slanted ray and this New England edges onward, with infinitesimal purpose towards transition — from rose-red to burnt umber, from tiger-lily yellow to cinnamon orange. These are the colors and days of utter fullness, the cornucopia prefigured — green stalks high and cornsilk tassels, reaching for the clouds — before the gathering, before bringing in the sheaves.
This August Monday is yesterday’s spring, singing its freedom song to the mountains, throwing its untamed voice to the wind through miles of Kankamagus evergreens, our land and heritage — remembering itself in age old values, as in the very dust of the Old Man — complete in its very granite self: Eagle and moose come together to guard the free north country while the loons undulate inside memories of Golden Pond. Our land. New Hampshire. God’s country.
We are given this full bounty as good stewards to watch, to sense, to assimilate –husbanding into ourselves its vital health, its pure beauty, its strong and lithesome grace — our gift — understanding providence at this turn-of-days made summer long — the shorter tracery of sunlight tenderly visible in its leaving:
Look around!! Day lilies yawn a tiger’s tale and honey suckle vines tendril their primrose yellow, sweet and high, vining their honeyed path straight into our tomorrows.
Butterfles and dragonflies laze, suckling swaddled nectar. Vigor fills the night air as mums think about awakening, their brisk — bounty unfurling. A soft haze falls into our summer’s day; sky-lit gold shimmers into gloaming as man’s plans roll forward toward the thoughts of sweet mown hay.
Eventually the bands will play last hurrahs at Hopkinton Fair. The pumpkin vines, filled, will surround the sounds of sheep and hawkers. Labor Day will show its face and school will start. Wood will be stacked for the burning. Brass kettles will be polished and ready. New England waits for crisp crimson edges as in complete peace and according to God’s will, summer leaves: Turn.
5 Therefore I tell you, stop being perpetually uneasy (anxious and worried) about your life, what you shall eat or what you shall drink; or about your body, what you shall put on. Is not life greater [in quality] than food, and the body [far above and more excellent] than clothing?
26 Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father keeps feeding them. Are you not worth much more than they?
27 And who of you by worrying and being anxious can add one unit of measure (cubit) to his stature or to the [w]span of his life?
28 And why should you be anxious about clothes? Consider the lilies of the field and learn thoroughly how they grow; they neither toil nor spin.
29 Yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his magnificence (excellence, dignity, and grace) was not arrayed like one of these.
Psalm 118:24 (ESV)
24 This is the day that the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
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