tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74599479340370486572024-03-18T21:42:16.034-07:00Jewels For His CrownTeresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-54931705778839678392013-02-28T07:05:00.001-08:002013-02-28T07:05:49.027-08:00Herbs!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhMkWHXj-660_ZU-mmZhCjgpbFTAw7c7EfvFvRNZoEpkZpm5wV1luJxcHvmXRPbhQJxGiSnVwanOWH0XS9MG6_PZVu9W2tOZLx2JZD13sUSF3LcFvtzaDU_tPQXWUK8BF8AWtYvW10LY/s1600/Plantain_Herb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><br />
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<img border="0" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhMkWHXj-660_ZU-mmZhCjgpbFTAw7c7EfvFvRNZoEpkZpm5wV1luJxcHvmXRPbhQJxGiSnVwanOWH0XS9MG6_PZVu9W2tOZLx2JZD13sUSF3LcFvtzaDU_tPQXWUK8BF8AWtYvW10LY/s320/Plantain_Herb.jpg" width="320" /></a>Sorry to be so long in posting anything lately. I have been researching, studying, and experimenting with some herbal remedies. I had never studied them out so very much and never realized how abundant and helpful some herbs are. <br />
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Like plantain (pictured at right), for example. Did you know that plantain, which is a weed that grows most everywhere, is a remedy for bee stings and bug bites? If you blend some plantain with "Jewel Weed" (pictured below), you can even come up with a cure for poison ivy! <br />
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Another great discovery that I have made is the medicinal wonders of garlic! With all the flu going around, along with sinus and lung infections, this little wonder has really come in handy! At the onset of any of these maladies, make a compress of one large clove of garlic, put it in a piece of cheesecloth, folding it up with the garlic side down. Drizzle a little hot water over it, just enough to moisten it, and place it on the inside of your wrist or on the inside of your ankle. There are lots of blood veins in these places and the garlic will get into your bloodstream better. Keep it on for about 20 minutes. Keep an eye on your skin! Garlic can burn if held on too long. For a child or someone with more tender skin, rub a little olive oil on before applying the garlic and make the time a bit shorter. Two or three applications a day will knock out congestion and head colds fast, usually in one day! We have proven it!:-) <br />
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I will be posting some other discoveries in the next few months and will also post some links where you can purchase good quality dried herbs, as well as a few ideas on how to grow and dry your own. I already have plants growing under lights that will hopefully give me a good start on my supply this summer. <br />
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I am very excited about discovering all the wonderful things that God has provided for us to use for health and sickness. I hope you will enjoy reading some of this and that it can be a help to you as well. God's Blessings!!<br />
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Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-8960987024575514752012-12-19T05:36:00.000-08:002012-12-19T05:38:37.334-08:00Call BackThis has long been one of my favorite readings in "Streams in the Desert". Let's not get so wrapped up in the joy of Christmas that we forget those around us that are hurting from the blows they have received this year, especially from loss of loved ones. Christmas is one of those "hard" holidays when you have lost someone dear to you that would make the season more special. We need to look around us and see if there is a visit or two that we might be able to make or an invitation we could send to someone going through some hard times. God bless your efforts! And Merry Christmas to any who read my blog and thanks for your support!:-) ~Teresa<br />
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Life is a steep climb, and it does the heart good to have somebody "call back" and cheerily beckon us on up the high hill. We are all climbers together, and we must help one another. This mountain climbing is serious business, but glorious. It takes strength and steady step to find the summits. The outlook widens with the altitude. If anyone among us has found anything worth while, we ought to "call back."<br />
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<i>Call back, and tell me that He went with you into the storm;<br />Call back, and say He kept you when the forest's roots were torn;<br />That, when the heavens thunder and the earthquake shook the hill,<br />He bore you up and held you where the very air was still.<br />
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Oh, friend, call back, and tell me for I cannot see your your face,<br />They say it glows with triumph, and your feet bound in the race;<br />But there are mists between us and my spirit eyes are dim,<br />And I cannot see the glory, though I long for word of Him.<br />
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</i><i>But if you'll say He heard you when your prayer was but a cry,<br />And if you'll say He saw you through the night's sin-darkened sky<br />If you have gone a little way ahead, oh, friend, call back--<br />'Twill cheer my heart and help my feet along the stony track.<br />--</i>Selected<br />
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Blueprints and diagrams are given for everything that you choose to do. Recipes are written for certain foods so that another may follow that recipe to make the same dish. Patterns are printed on tissue paper in certain sizes so that another seamstress can cut out a garment that will fit the one for which it is being made. Instructions come with any gadget that "needs assembly" so that when you buy the item you can make it work. </div>
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If everything in life was so easy we could have a perfect world, but unfortunately it is not. There are no hard, fast rules that will insure you a perfect, happily-ever-after future with no problems or heartaches. That kind of life left us at the Garden of Eden. Sin came into this world and ruined everything, even those things at which we work so hard. But the Lord gives us guidelines to go by for the best possible results in any endeavor in our lives. If you are serious about having a happy marriage and giving it the best possible chance of survival then you are on the right track.</div>
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I asked a few ladies the question, "What is something that you wished you had known before you got married that would have helped you in your marriage?" The very first response I received was, "I wish that I had learned what submission really means. The post-women's-liberation-movement girls are taught not to be submissive to anyone, especially a man, since it is demeaning and <i>not</i> womanly. The truth is, it is a very womanly thing in your marriage." </div>
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What is submission? Mr. Webster says that it is the act of yielding to power or authority; humble or suppliant behavior; obedience; resignation; a yielding of one’s will to the will of a superior without murmuring. In every aspect of life, there must be someone who is in control. Every job has a boss, every state has a governor, and every country has a ruler of some kind. This is so that operations run smoothly and in order. There is no confusion when everyone knows their place and does not try to usurp authority over the one that is in charge and responsible. God gave us an order of authority in the home as well. <i>"But I would have you know, that the head of every man is Christ; and the head of the woman is the man; and the head of Christ is God."</i> (1 Corinthians 11:3) This does not mean that one is more important than the other, only that there are definite positions that we are called to fill to keep everything in order. So, what are some of those words he used to describe submission? Yielding. Suppliant (asking humbly, not demanding). Obedient. Humble. If you are a follower of Christ, do you not follow him in this way? We are to regard and love our husbands with the same regard and love that we have for Christ. No, this will not anger God, for we are to be the perfect picture of a Christian in a relationship with God and that is what marriage is all about. Treating your husband with respect and trust is being in submission to him. To get a better picture, imagine what you would do if you were talking to Jesus. Would you tell Jesus that you do not have to obey him or listen to what he says? Do you dare to call God , "My old man", or put him down in front of others the way some women do their husbands? Do you argue with God about things that you do not want to do, or about things that you <i>do</i> want to do, when his will is plain? If you have no respect for your husband, you have no respect for God and his Word. Lack of respect and submission will tear at your marriage until it falls apart.</div>
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Another response that I received was, "learning how to not take every disagreement between you and your husband as a personal attack on yourself." Just because he does not agree with you does not mean that he thinks you are stupid or cannot do anything right. This is a very childish attitude and if you think this way, this kind of spirit will bring contention and strife between you and your husband. Learn from what he says to you and in the decisions that he makes. If his decision is wrong, <i>never </i>say, "I told you so!" If you are married, you are supposed to grow up and be adults, not stay in the nursery throwing toys at each other. What peace you will bring into your marriage if you realize that you are his "help", not his antagonist!</div>
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"Some things can only be learned through trial and error, but being selfish is one of the biggest problems when you are first married. If you learn beforehand to do things for others out of love instead of on demand, I believe it will save a lot of problems later on." Marriage must be founded on real love. This kind of love is not something that you fall into. It is choosing to give your devotion, respect and life to one person forever. There is not room for selfishness in a decision like that. You may think that it would be so easy to be unselfish to the one that you love, but you must remember that he is a human, too. He is going to be thoughtless at times and hurt your feelings. Are you mature enough to take that without becoming angry? Can you remember that you love him because he does love you and be able to "go on"?</div>
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"Men should never have to demand that their wife do something, and the same the other way around. It should always come from the heart." We once knew a wife who <i>never</i> cleaned her house. The home was always a terrible mess, the bathroom was worse than an outhouse and even the floors began to rot away. The husband did not like to live that way and it became a matter of contention. He would even take it upon himself at times to go from room to room cleaning, only to have his home back in the disgusting mess again within a few days. Her selfish and lazy attitude toward his desires made him eventually give up and leave her. <i>"Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands." (Proverbs 14:1) </i>Everyone likes a clean place to live and your husband will love and appreciate you more if he sees your effort to keep things neat and in order. Some men will even help you with some things when they know you are doing your best. It does not have to be spotless, but a clean home has a more peaceful and loving atmosphere. Your home will reflect the honor and respect that you have for your husband. You cannot love without respect and honor along with it.</div>
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It is not a sign of weakness to give in to someone else’s needs and desires but actually more of an indication of strength. Like every other sin, the easiest thing to do is just whatever you feel like doing. But life is not a continual party. It is working day to day, making things good for those around you. In return, you find that things are good for you, too.</div>
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"Learn the importance of making your husband your best friend and confidant, and that what is spoken or done in private should remain in that sacred circle." Some girls have had best friends to which they would always tell everything. When you marry, your best friend is your husband, not <i>anyone</i> else. This does not mean that you have to shun your friends when you get married, but it does mean that now there are no more sharing of secrets with others or telling private things (whether good or bad) to your best bud. The "garden enclosed" in Song of Solomon 4:12 belongs to your husband and is not to be shared with others. </div>
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Many young people these days are coming from broken homes. Mom is with someone other than their father and Dad has a new wife and other children, and this is not only common in worldly families but is profuse in our churches. Example is our greatest tool for learning and though we have depended on our parents to show us the right way and they have done their best, everyone makes mistakes. Children are being raised in homes that have selfish parents, therefore they are producing children who become selfish parents themselves. But you <i>can</i> be different! If you have decided that you want to be a godly wife and mother, there is no reason why you cannot. God has given us the Bible in which we can study and find answers to every need we have. Glean from godly mothers around you, always keeping in mind that they are human, too, and apt to do some things wrong. Learn from their successes and mistakes, pray for wisdom and guidance from the Lord and live your life the way that you would have your children live theirs. Remember, one day you will be the one that they will either want to look up to or will have no confidence in. Which kind of mother do you want to be?</div>
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Your best guarantee for a good marriage is to love and follow the Lord Jesus Christ. Be willing to have Jesus be your judge and guide in everything that you face in life. There is no friend that will be more honest with you about yourself and your situation that he will be. One lady put it this way, "If someone always agrees with you and tells you you're right, you may wind up making some very unfortunate, costly decisions. For wise counsel, instead talk with someone who will offer a different perspective and help you work through a situation to a positive resolution." No one will give you the truth like the Lord, and we should follow his steps.</div>
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(This devotion is going in the next issue of "Jewels For His Crown". I just thought I would share it.)</div>
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</i></b>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-87918369991151438592012-05-18T06:38:00.000-07:002012-05-18T06:38:10.450-07:00In Memory of Paul Wesley GreenPaul is our grandson. He was born with an e<span class="st">ncephalocele. There are some who think that children like this should be aborted while still in the womb. We know that God gave life, every life, for a divine purpose. Our daughter, Sarah, went through a radical cesarean section to give him the best chance of life she could. It was the most difficult time that she and her husband, Ryan, have ever experienced. The Lord let us know him for almost two years. Today marks two years that he has been in Heaven. His blind little eyes have enjoyed the greatest wonders of all time and eternity. Although we miss him very much, there are many things that the Lord gave us while he was here and even after his death. I thought the reading this morning in "Streams In The Desert" very appropriate for the day. I wanted to share it with you.</span><br />
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"Pressed out of measure and pressed to all length; <br />Pressed so intensely it seems, beyond strength; <br />Pressed in the body and pressed in the soul, <br />Pressed in the mind till the dark surges roll. <br />Pressure by foes, and a pressure from friends. <br />Pressure on pressure, till life nearly ends.<br />
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The pressure of hard places makes us value life. Every time our life is given back to us from such a trial,<b> </b>it is like a new beginning, and we learn better how much it is worth, and make more of it for God and man. The pressure helps us to understand the trials of others, and fits us to help and sympathize with them.<br />
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There is a shallow, superficial nature, that gets hold of a theory or a promise lightly, and talks very glibly about the distrust of those who shrink from every trial; but the man or woman who has suffered much never does this, but is very tender and gentle, and knows what suffering really means. This is what Paul meant when he said, "Death worketh in you."<br />
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Trials and hard places are needed to press us forward, even as the furnace fires in the hold of that mighty ship give force that moves the piston, drives the engine, and propels that great vessel across the sea in the face of the winds and waves. --A. B. Simpson<br />
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"Out of the presses of pain,<br />Cometh the soul's best wine;<br />And the eyes that have shed no rain,<br />Can shed but little shine."<br />
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<br />Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-5559435475592214272012-05-01T06:05:00.000-07:002012-05-01T19:55:20.225-07:00A Good Wife's Guide<span style="font-size: small;"> <div align="justify">
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(The following article was taken from the issue of <i>Housekeeping Monthly, 13 May, 1955. </i>Although it is lengthy, I thought you may enjoy reading it in its entirety.)</div>
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<em>(Now I know that most everyone that reads this list will be shocked at some of the things it says. Truthfully, I was sceptical at some things until I began to consider the "why" of their reasoning. How many divorced couples would we have in our country today if women would follow this guideline? How many little children of eight years and younger would have to experience the <u>stress</u> of seeing their parents conduct themselves the way they do today? And do you think that men murder their wives and children because of work-stress? Really? There are guide-lines in the Word of God for a wife, one of which mentions calling him, "lord". A little extreme? I don't think so. Not when a wife has the right kind of love and devotion for her husband AND for her LORD. Read it again with these thoughts in mind and see if you feel the same way you did when you read it the first time. Don't sit there and wonder, "Yes, but what's in all this for me?" If you do, you have some real problems! If you don't think men respond to this kind of treatment possitively, I dare you to try it.:-) )</em><br />
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</span>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-62700984315839861242012-04-12T06:33:00.000-07:002012-04-12T06:33:19.827-07:00Resurrection Sunday PhotosI have been meaning to put some of the pictures that Esther took for us Resurrection Sunday and have been so busy! (Check last post!):-) But, so all who would like to can see them, here they are! <br />
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And because I am a grandmother, here are a few of Seth's children (at least the girls):<br />
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<a href="http://www.thehouseofsmiths.com/2012/04/faux-barn-wood-painting-tutorial.html" target="_blank">Faux Barn Wood Tutorial</a><br />
<a href="mailto:teresa3@vamex.com" target="_blank">Tell Me What You Think</a>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-42595666571415377872012-03-28T05:06:00.000-07:002012-03-28T05:06:48.491-07:00A Dress TutorialI love to sew when something is as simple as this one. You can find a lot of fairly good bargains on this site and they even add tutorials now with project ideas. I decided to share this one with you. Hope you enjoy it!<br />
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<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Let's Go Fly A Kite!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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It was six years ago today that my Dad gained the one desire of his heart, to see his Lord, Jesus Christ. They put him to sleep for surgery that morning and he never woke up. For nine hours the surgeon worked on his poor tired heart and it was just no use. Dad's wish was that he would go to sleep and wake up in Heaven and the Lord was gracious to grant him his desire. I miss him so much, but I know that one day I will be able to praise our Savior together. I just wanted to share with you my bitter-sweet thoughts today and a song that makes me think of him. I pray that it will be a blessing to your heart if you have someone over on the other side waiting for you, too. Thank God for His precious promises! <br />
I'll see you again, Dad, on the other side!<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=556E2_S52i4" target="_blank">"On The Other Side"</a>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-68109544991033526742012-03-10T13:42:00.000-08:002012-03-10T13:42:47.366-08:00On The Right Side<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKb2z_niPkr_8Yc-tEQrwmVDZxb9QJjgnORxdPj8nuxAHoYI0XhY0iCDK30q8DlGWRxeTKmydCLzzGk2KpwRd62_YrFPoYCwPZO18xfyDGvq49tsupBoTDFgx7unvcKFkrDamxBdWFfk/s1600/God+on+Israels+side.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="190" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKb2z_niPkr_8Yc-tEQrwmVDZxb9QJjgnORxdPj8nuxAHoYI0XhY0iCDK30q8DlGWRxeTKmydCLzzGk2KpwRd62_YrFPoYCwPZO18xfyDGvq49tsupBoTDFgx7unvcKFkrDamxBdWFfk/s320/God+on+Israels+side.jpg" width="320" yda="true" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Which side of the rope would you be pulling on? </div><div style="text-align: center;">An interesting comic from Israel.</div>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-9144402986065433842012-03-03T07:11:00.000-08:002012-03-03T07:11:21.689-08:00Meet Herbert and Zelmyra Fisher of North Carolina<em>A good read! Mike found a link to this article on facebook. It is so sweet and encouraging!</em><br />
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<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">H & Z: With each day that passed, our relationship was more solid and secure. Divorce was NEVER an option – or even a thought.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>How did you know your spouse was the right one for you?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">We grew up together & were best friends before we married. A friend is for life – our marriage has lasted a lifetime.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>Is there anything you would do differently after more than 80 years of marriage?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">We wouldn’t change a thing. There’s no secret to our marriage, we just did what was needed for each other & our family.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>What is your advice to someone who is trying to keep the faith that Mr. Right is really out there?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Zelmyra: Mine was just around the corner! He is never too far away, so keep the faith – when you meet him, you’ll know.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>What was the best piece of marriage advice you ever received?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Respect, support & communicate with each other. Be faithful, honest & true. Love each other with ALL of your heart.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>What are the most important attributes of a good spouse?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Zelmyra: A hard worker & good provider. The 1920s were hard, but Herbert wanted & provided the best for us.I married a good man!</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>What is your best Valentine’s Day memory?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Zelmyra: I cook dinner EVERY day. Herbert left work early & surprised me – he cooked dinner for me! He is a VERY good cook!</div><div align="justify">Herbert: I said that I was going to cook dinner for her & she could relax – the look on her face & clean plate made my day.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>You got married very young – how did you both manage to grow as individuals yet not grow apart as a couple?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">"Everyone who plants a seed & harvests the crop celebrates together" We are individuals, but accomplish more together.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>What is your fondest memory of your 85-year marriage?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Our legacy: 5 children, 10 grandchildren, 9 great-grandchildren, and 1 great-great grandchild.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>Does communicating get easier with time? How do you keep your patience?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">The children are grown, so we talk more now. We can enjoy our time on the porch or our rocking chairs – together.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>How did you cope when you had to be physically separated for long periods of time?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Herbert: We were apart for 2 months when Z was hospitalized with our 5th child. It was the most difficult time of my life. Zelmyra’s mother helped me with the house and the other children, otherwise I would have lost my mind.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>At the end of bad relationship day, what is the most important thing to remind yourselves?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Remember marriage is not a contest – never keep a score. God has put the two of you together on the same team to win.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><li>Is fighting important?</li>
<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">NEVER physically! Agree that it’s okay to disagree, & fight for what really matters. Learn to bend – not break!</div><div align="justify"></div><li>What’s the one thing you have in common that transcends everything else? We are both Christians & believe in God. Marriage is a commitment to the Lord. We pray with & for each other every day.</li>
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<div align="center"></div><div align="center">The One Who’s Been Holding to My Hand</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Each step I take, I have Somebody with me,</div><div align="center">He sees each deed I do, He hears each word I say,</div><div align="center">He knows my heart, He cleanses it from every sin,</div><div align="center">Without this friend, I would surely lose my way.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">And I will not trade my Jesus for your treasures,</div><div align="center">And I will not bow my knees to mortal man,</div><div align="center">For I know the Heavens will be opened,</div><div align="center">And I will meet the One who’s been holding to my hand.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">When I’m cast down, I know I can depend on Him,</div><div align="center">He sees what’s best for me, I need not be afraid,</div><div align="center">He sees beyond the regions of this mortal life,</div><div align="center">He holds my hand in His and I love Him more each day!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">And I will not trade my Jesus for your treasures,</div><div align="center">And I will not bow my knees to mortal man,</div><div align="center">For I know the Heavens will be opened,</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I will meet the One who’s been holding to my hand.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">So, if anyone knows any particulars about it, I would love to hear them!:-) Hope you enjoy the song! Have a blessed weekend!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="mailto:teresa3@vamex.com" target="_blank">My email</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.spbiblechurch.com/" target="_blank">Church Web Site</a></div>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-60380022514573557142012-02-22T15:39:00.000-08:002012-02-22T20:06:42.253-08:00Help in Time of Grief<div style="text-align: justify;">(For the past few days, my heart has been very grieved for the Cretzman family, Missionaries to Cuba, whose little girl was killed in a car accident this past Monday. I know that there are others that are hurting as well over loved ones who are sick and even on the brink of death. It is hard sometimes to remember that God, who loves us dearly, has all these things in His Hand as well. But he does. These are the hard places in life, the places that make our hearts broken bread and poured out wine. They are never easy to go through but always, when looked back upon, the child of God can see his mighty hand at work in it all. The following entry is from, "Streams in the Desert", December 3<sup>rd</sup>. I pray that when you read this, if your heart is grieved this day, you will be encouraged in the Lord, as I have been. God’s blessings!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><em>"Is it well with thy husband? Is it well with the child? And she answered, It is well" (2Kings 4:26)</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br />
</em></div><div align="center"><em>"Be strong, my soul!</em><br />
<em>Death looms in view.</em><br />
<em>Lo, here thy God! He'll bear thee through;</em><br />
<em>Be strong."</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i></i><i>"Be strong, my soul! <br />
Thy loved ones go <br />
Within the veil. God's thine, e'en so; <br />
Be strong."</i></div></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">For sixty-two years and five months I had a beloved wife, and now, in my ninety-second year I am left alone. But I turn to the ever present Jesus, as I walk up and down in my room, and say, "Lord Jesus, I am alone, and yet not alone--Thou art with me, Thou art my Friend. Now, Lord, comfort me, strengthen me, give to Thy poor servant everything Thou seest he needs." And we should not be satisfied till we are brought to this, that we know the Lord Jesus Christ experimentally, habitually to be our Friend: at all times, and under all circumstances, ready to prove Himself to be our Friend. --George Mueller</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>Afflictions cannot injure when blended with submission.</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">Ice breaks many a branch, and so I see a great many persons bowed down and crushed by their afflictions. But now and then I meet one that sings in affliction, and then I thank God for my own sake as well as his. There is no such sweet singing as a song in the night. You recollect the story of the woman who, when her only child died, in rapture looking up, as with the face of an angel, said, "I give you joy, my darling." That single sentence has gone with me years and years down through my life, quickening and comforting me. --Henry Ward Beecher</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><i>"E'en for the dead I will not bind my soul to grief; <br />
Death cannot long divide. <br />
For is it not as though the rose that climbed my garden wall <br />
Has blossomed on the other, side? <br />
Death doth hide, <br />
But not divide;<br />
Thou art but on Christ's other side!<br />
Thou art with Christ, and Christ with me;<br />
In Christ united still are we."<br />
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(If you would like to help the Cretzman family, go to this link: <br />
<i><a href="http://brenda-lifeinmyshoes.blogspot.com/">http://brenda-lifeinmyshoes.blogspot.com/</a>. )</i></i><br />
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</div>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-29023803695991410142012-02-10T18:11:00.000-08:002012-02-10T18:11:29.129-08:00A Woman's Question<em>(This is a poem that I found in a book I was reading, "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" by Joshua Harris. It is a good book, other than the fact that he uses other versions of scripture than the King James, which I really don't care for. But the overall message in the book is good for young people these days. Anyway, this was a great poem and I thought I would share it. Enjoy!)</em><br />
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<i><div align="center">A Woman’s Question</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div></i><div align="center">Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing</div><div align="center">Ever made by the Hand above?</div><div align="center">A woman’s heart, and a woman’s life–</div><div align="center">And a woman’s wonderful love.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing</div><div align="center">As a child might ask for a toy?</div><div align="center">Demanding what others have died to win,</div><div align="center">With the reckless dask of a boy.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">You have written my lesson of duty out,</div><div align="center">Manlike, you have questioned me.</div><div align="center">Now stand at the bars of my woman’s soul</div><div align="center">Until I shall question thee.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">You require your mutton shall always be hot,</div><div align="center">Your socks and your shirt be whole;</div><div align="center">I require your heart be true as God’s stars</div><div align="center">And as pure as His heaven your soul.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">You require a cook for your mutton and beef,</div><div align="center">I require a far greater thing.</div><div align="center">A seamstress you’re wanting for socks and shirts,</div><div align="center">I look for a man and a king.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">A king for the beautiful realm called Home,</div><div align="center">And a man that his Maker, God,</div><div align="center">Shall look upon as He did on the first</div><div align="center">And say, "It is very good."</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I am fair and young, but the rose may fade</div><div align="center">From this soft young cheek one day;</div><div align="center">Will you love me then ‘mid the falling leaves,</div><div align="center">As you did ‘mong the blossoms of May?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Is your heart an ocean so strong and true,</div><div align="center">I may launch my all on its tide?</div><div align="center">A loving woman finds heaven or hell</div><div align="center">On the day she is made a bride.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I require all things that are grand and true,</div><div align="center">All things that a man should be,</div><div align="center">If you give this all, I would stake my life</div><div align="center">To be all you demand of me.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">If you cannot be this, a laundress and cook</div><div align="center">You can hire and little to pay;</div><div align="center">But a woman’s heart and a woman’s life</div><div align="center">Are not to be won that way.</div><div style="text-align: center;">~Lena Lathrop</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"><a href="mailto:teresa3@vamex.com" target="_blank">If you like the poem or wish to comment: email me!</a></div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.spbiblechurch.com/" target="_blank">Straight Paths Bible Church</a></div>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-82360608909821742212012-01-29T05:36:00.000-08:002012-01-29T05:36:44.617-08:00Slow Down! Are you in too big of a hurry?<em>We received this email the other day. Our world is far too fast-paced. What do we miss by rushing around so? Maybe this will help you realize how much we should slow down and pay attention. If so many people are missing this much, how much are we as the people of God missing His voice?</em><br />
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In Washington , DC , at a Metro Station, on a cold January morning in 2007, this man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes.<br />
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During that time, approximately 2,000 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After about 3 minutes, a middle-aged man noticed that there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds, and then he hurried on to meet his schedule.</div><div> <br />
About 4 minutes later:</div><div> <br />
The violinist received his first dollar. A woman threw money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>At 6 minutes:</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>At 10 minutes:</div><div> <br />
A 3-year old boy stopped, but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head the whole time. This action was repeated by several other children, but every parent - without exception - forced their children to move on quickly.</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>At 45 minutes:</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>After 1 hour:</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed and no one applauded. There was no recognition at all.</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever <br />
written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before, Joshua Bell sold-out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100 each to sit and listen to him play the same music.</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>This is a true story. Joshua Bell, playing incognito in the D.C. Metro Station, was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities.</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>This experiment raised several questions:</div><div> <br />
*In a common-place environment, at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div> *If so, do we stop to appreciate it?</div><div> <br />
*Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of <br />
the most beautiful instruments ever made . . ..</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>How many other things are we missing as we rush through life?</div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div><div>Enjoy LIFE now....... it has an expiration date.</div><div>(<em>Much more than this, if you waste the time you have selfishly, you will have the rest of your life to regret it.)</em></div><div> </div><div><a href="mailto:teresa3@vamex.com" target="_blank">If you liked this, email me. I would love to hear from you.</a></div><div><a href="http://www.spbiblechurch.com/" target="_blank">Visit our church web site for more preaching, music and more.</a><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span></div>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-9211251382761017592012-01-26T08:55:00.000-08:002012-01-26T08:55:09.393-08:00This Is Your Hour and the Power of Darkness<em>(This is a devotion by my husband, Bro. Mike Miller. It was a great blessing to me and I hope that </em><em>you enjoy it as well. God's Blessings!)</em><br />
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<tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><div class="main"><div class="bible-red"><em>…but this is your hour, and the power of darkness. Luke 22:53</em></div><div class="bible-red"><br />
</div>Jesus said this to the soldiers who had come to arrest him and take him away to be crucified. Puny sinful men with their swords and their staves exercising authority against the Creator of the Universe himself. Step back and look at the scene from God's point of view and if it were not for the seriousness of what was transpiring that night it would seem absurd and almost laughable. They could have no power at all against him unless God had allowed it. (John 19:11) <br />
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<strong>This is your hour …</strong><br />
This is to serve notice on all the wicked that your time is limited. Do not think that you will be able to continue to exercise this power you are enjoying right now forever, because God has only given you a short time. It may seem like the wicked are going to prevail in the world right now, but their time in the limelight will end at the very moment appointed by God. <br />
Then there is another hour coming:<br />
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<span class="bible-red"><em><span style="color: red;">Marvel not at this: for the hour is coming, in the which all that are in the graves shall hear his voice, And shall come forth; they that have done good, unto the resurrection of life; and they that have done evil, unto the resurrection of damnation.</span></em></span><em> John 5:28-29</em><br />
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<span class="bible"><em><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war. His eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many crowns; and he had a name written, that no man knew, but he himself. And he was clothed with a vesture dipped in blood: and his name is called The Word of God.</span> </span></em></span><span class="main"><em>Rev. 19:11-13</em></span><br />
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The wicked will have no power in that hour. It will not be their hour then. <br />
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<strong>…and the power of darkness.</strong><br />
Darkness has no power of its own. It is nothing. It is the absence of light. Darkness vanishes at the simple appearance of light. It takes no brute force, no power of nature, no violence at all to make darkness disappear. Nothing could be more gentle than the shining of a light, and that is all it takes to remove the power of darkness. Those who walk in darkness seem to think they possess some kind of power, and walk about arrogantly abusing others and blaspheming God. But their pitiful, puny power is so easily extinguished that they are very easily revealed to be fools.<br />
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So in this dark generation in which we live the true children of God can take heart and be encouraged. As we watch the world plunge deeper and deeper into evil we can be assured of two things: it will not last long, and it will vanish with the light. And the light is coming! The night these soldiers came and took Jesus it looked like they were the victors and that the power of darkness was the real power. When they beat him and spit in his face, and mocked him, and crucified him it seemed that darkness had prevailed, but three days later it was a different story, and it has been ever since. God who rules the universe is righteous and as long as He sits upon his throne you can be assured that righteousness will prevail in the end. Jesus told us these days were coming and this was his command in Matthew 24:6 concerning how we should deal with it: <br />
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<div class="bible-red"><em>… see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. </em></div><div class="bible-red"><br />
</div>So woe, woe, woe unto the wicked who forsake God and walk after this world in its rebellion against him, their day is coming, and it is coming soon! If you are among them you better escape while there is time. <br />
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<div class="bible"><em>And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely. </em><span class="main"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;">Rev. 22:17</span></span></div><div class="bible"><br />
</div>Come to Jesus and trade in your uniform of a rebel for a robe of righteousness and get on the winning side!<br />
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Mike Miller<br />
January 26, 2012 <br />
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</tbody></table>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-3952602808964183872012-01-17T19:11:00.000-08:002012-01-17T19:11:55.413-08:00The White Funeral<em>Catchy title, isn't it? I really like this devotion and wanted to share it with you. This is from "My Utmost for His Highest", Jan. 15th.</em> <br />
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<h1>DO YOU WALK IN WHITE?</h1><em>Buried with Him . . . that . . . even so we also should walk in newness of life. (Romans 6:4)</em><br />
No one enters into the experience of entire sanctification without going through a "white funeral" - the burial of the old life. If there has never been this crisis of death, sanctification is nothing more than a vision. There must be a "white funeral," - a death that has only one resurrection - a resurrection into the life of Jesus Christ. Nothing can upset such a life, it is one with God for one purpose, to be a witness to Him.<br />
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Have you come to your last days really? You have come to them often in sentiment, but have you come to them <i>really?</i> You cannot go to your funeral in excitement, or die in excitement. Death means you stop being. Do you agree with God that you stop being the striving, earnest kind of Christian you have been? We skirt the cemetery and all the time refuse to go to death. It is not striving to go to death, it is dying - "baptized into His death."<br />
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Have you had your "white funeral," or are you sacredly playing the fool with your soul? Is there a place in your life marked as the last day, a place to which the memory goes back with a chastened and extraordinarily grateful remembrance - "Yes, it was then, at that 'white funeral,' that I made an agreement with God." (<em>September '06! Can you fill in your date?)<br />
</em>"This is the will of God, even your sanctification." When you realize what the <i>will</i> of God is, you will enter into sanctification as naturally as can be. Are you willing to go through that "white funeral" now? Do you agree with Him that this is your last day on earth? The moment of agreement depends upon you.<br />
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</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><em>"For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us."</em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><em>Romans 8:18</em></span></div><div align="justify"><em><br />
</em></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><em></em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><em>I kept for nearly a year the flask-shaped cocoon of an emperor moth. It is very peculiar in its construction. A narrow opening is left in the neck of the flask, through which the perfect insect forces its way, so that a forsaken cocoon is as entire as one still tenanted, no rupture of the interlacing fibers having taken place. The great disproportion between the means of egress and the size of the imprisoned insect makes one wonder how the exit is ever accomplished at all–and it never is without great labor and difficulty. It is supposed that the pressure to which the moth’s body is subjected in passing through such a narrow opening is a provision of nature for forcing the juices into the vessels of the wings, these being less developed at the period of emerging from the chrysalis than they are in other insects.</em></span></div><div align="justify"><em><br />
</em></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><em></em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><em>I happened to witness the first efforts of my prisoned moth to escape from its long confinement. During a whole forenoon, from time to time, I watched it patiently striving and struggling to get out. It never seemed able to get beyond a certain point, and at last my patience was exhausted. Very probably the confining fibers were drier and less elastic than if the cocoon had been left all winter on its native heather, as nature meant it to be. At all events I thought I was wiser and more compassionate than its Maker, and I resolved to give it a helping hand. With the point of my scissors I snipped the confining threads to make the exit just a very little easier, and lo! immediately, and with perfect ease, out crawled my moth dragging a huge swollen body and little shriveled wings. In vain I watched to see that marvelous process of expansion in which these silently and swiftly develop before one’s eyes; and as I traced the exquisite spots and markings of diverse colors which were all there in miniature, I longed to see these assume their due proportions and the creature to appear in all its perfect beauty, as it is, in truth, one of the loveliest of its kind. But I looked in vain. My false tenderness had proved its ruin. It never was anything but a stunted abortion, crawling painfully through that brief life which it should have spent flying through the air on rainbow wings. I have thought of it often, often, when watching with pitiful eyes those who were struggling with sorrow, suffering, and distress; and I would fain cut short the discipline and give deliverance. Short-sighted man! How know I that one of these pangs or groans could be spared? The farsighted, perfect love that seeks the perfection of its object does not weakly shrink from present, transient suffering. Our Father’s love is too true to be weak. Because He loves His children, He chastises (trains through trials) them that they may be partakers of His holiness. With this glorious end in view, He spares not their crying. Made perfect through sufferings, as the Elder Brother was, the sons of God are trained up to obedience and brought to glory through much tribulation. (From "Streams In The Desert")</em></span></div><div align="justify"><em><br />
</em></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">No one wants to suffer anymore. You who are reading may agree, "Who would?" But there are sufferings that a person <i>must</i> go through to soften the heart to the things that God has prepared for them. When we deny the Holy Spirit the chance to do in our hearts what is necessary for us to come to know Christ, we hinder His work and doom our own soul. To avoid suffering and get the encouragement that we seem to need, instead of looking to the one Comforter Who knows and understands our suffering, we look to others. We seek those who would sympathize with us in our pain and sorrow, those who will tell us how brave we are and how spiritual. This kind of help only leaves us with a spiritual haughtiness that only makes it harder for the Lord to reach us again. So instead of helping someone who is going through this plowing of the heart, we lift the plow and the field of their heart is left fallow and hard. So what should we say or do for someone who is going through a hard time? The less you say is best, but to point them to the source of their help would be better than patting them on the back for the good job they are doing in enduring this terrible trial. </span><br />
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<div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;">I have seen this happen. The encouragement given during a terrible trial only made the one going through it more obstinately sure of their own goodness, while the truth is their worldliness and self-righteousness is more deeply embedded than before. God’s blessed plow that was sent to break up the hard surface of their heart was only allowed to scratch the surface. Now the heart is scarred, but harder still. The ones who sought to help only caused the one in the trial to look to them instead of finding their true help in the Comforter of Souls. </span></div><div align="justify"><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span>Beware what encouragement you give to those who are going through a "hard time". Point them to the One Who is their ONLY help. Building them up in themselves will only cause spiritual hardness. Do not try to lift their load lest you be accused before God of being their miniature providence. <br />
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<a href="http://www.spbiblechurch.com/" target="_blank">Straight Paths Bible Church</a>Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-17487188195754914532011-12-29T07:26:00.000-08:002011-12-29T15:05:46.712-08:00New Years ResolutionsThe Bible is such a wonderful Book! I find that the more I read and study, the more little pieces come together like a puzzle. It gives such food for thought. I was reading this morning from Luke 11, and in verses 24-26 it speaks of an unclean spirit coming out of a man and when he goes back, he finds the "house" empty and clean. Finding it thus, he goes and brings in seven other spirits worse than himself, making the latter state of that man worse than he was at the first. Trying to reform without repentance and surrender to Christ only leaves your soul empty and susceptible to the invasion of the devil in a worse way than before. If Christ were there, of course there would be no room for those demons to come in and take over again. During this time of the year, many people will make resolutions to do better in many ways: stopping smoking or overeating, keeping their temper under control, having a better disposition, reading their Bible every day,…the list is endless! But just how long do these resolutions last? Two months? One? Maybe not even as short as a week. And it is not that the person making the resolution is not sincere. So what is the problem? When a person tries to "do better" on his own, he builds upon a foundation of sand that cannot support him. Our firm foundation is Christ, and all other works that we try to do ourselves without him are "filthy rags". You can not use him just for the things that you need and then drop him off like a garment that your are finished with, but you <i>can </i>come to him in sincerity for the help you need in your life. If there are things about yourself that you would like to be different, look to the One that can change your life completely. He will not take the cigarette out of your mouth or lock up your computer so you cannot use it for sinful purposes, but he <i>will</i> give you the courage and reason to persevere and live a good life. He says, <i>"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light." (Matthew 11:28)</i> Jesus is all that you need!Teresa S. Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764496923540946200noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7459947934037048657.post-75740279484946376692011-12-26T07:16:00.000-08:002011-12-26T10:51:01.048-08:00After Christmas WearinessChristmas can really be stressful, even though we try our hardest not to let be that way. I read this poem in "Streams in the Desert" on December 23rd and thought it may be a blessing to you. Enjoy!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Too Tired To Trust</div><br />
<div align="center">I'm too<span style="color: white;"> </span>tired to trust and too tired to pray,</div><div align="center">Said I, as my overtaxed strength gave way.</div><div align="center">The one conscious thought that my mind possessed,</div><div align="center">Is, oh, could I just drop it all and rest.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Will God forgive me, do you suppose,</div><div align="center">If I go right to sleep as a baby goes,</div><div align="center">Without questioning if I may,</div><div align="center">Without even trying to trust and pray?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Will God forgive you? Think back, dear heart,</div><div align="center">When language to you was an unknown art,</div><div align="center">Did your mother deny you needed rest,</div><div align="center">Or refuse to pillow your head on her breast?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Did she let you want when you could not ask?</div><div align="center">Did she give her child an unequal task?</div><div align="center">Or did she cradle you in her arms,</div><div align="center">And then guard your slumber against alarms?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Oh, how quickly a mother's love can see,</div><div align="center">The unconscious yearnings of infancy.</div><div align="center">When you've grown too tired to trust and pray,</div><div align="center">When overworked nature has quite given way:</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Then just drop it all, and give up to rest,</div><div align="center">As you used to do on mother's breast,</div><div align="center">He knows all about it--the dear Lord knows,</div><div align="center">So just go to sleep as a baby goes;</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Without even asking if you may,</div><div align="center">God knows when His child is too tired to pray.</div><div align="center">He judges not solely by uttered prayer,</div><div align="center">He knows when the yearnings of love are there.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">He knows you do pray, He knows you do trust,</div><div align="center">And He knows, too, the limits of poor, weak dust.</div><div align="center">Oh, the wonderful sympathy of Christ,</div><div align="center">For His chosen ones in that midnight tryst,</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">When He told them, "Sleep and take your rest,"</div><div align="center">While on Him the guilt of the whole world pressed--</div><div align="center">You have trusted your life to Him to keep,</div><div align="center">Then don't be afraid to go right to sleep.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">~ Ella Conrad Cowherd<br />
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