Guest Blogger-S.Madison

Today was the day....The day I wore the wrong shoes! It was also the

day we were going to the pumpkin pach Mom said it would 

probably rain once we got there, but if you

know my mother, and you know me I'm stubborn.

I didn't want to wear my snow boots, to be frank I didn't really have

any. When we got there my mistake can alive as I realized that

the muddy earth was a huge sponge. I met a friend there

that also realized my mistake, the shoes I was wearing had a bunch of holes!

The holes were there on purpose but that didn't change the fact that I had

made a huge mistake....

We took some pictures, and had some popcorn (Best in the world!) 

then we got started.We were going into the corn maze.

Look how muddy it was! I was in for it....

Whew! It all worked out, I got used to the cold water 

and surprisingly it felt good after awhile.

We had loads of fun pretending we knew wear to go.

(We got lost many, many times.)     

But that was only the half of it!

God makes everything work out for good!

Now that we were out of the corn maze, it was time to

pick a pumpkin and get on the hay ride!

                                                              (My Pumpkin)

That was the hay ride, it was so much fun!

Then we got out of the hay ride,

and got on the cow ride!

Me and my friend sat together, super exited for the ride.

 Here is what it was like:

 Awesome!

My cows name was Oreo and my friends cow was Betsy.

  It was such a fun ride! But sadly that was where the fun ended.😢

When we got to the car Mom declared it was

a tomato soup day, I guess the fun wasn't over yet!

I hope you in joyed my guest blog post!

Thank You for not giving up on me

Thank you for all those prayers for me. A 10 year old coming to Sunday School,you faithfully drove the van and picked me up. A teenager, that was hot tempered, angry at times about things that were going on. Thank you, for supporting me in prayer in my Christian walk. Taking me to youth choir every Sunday. Thank you for not giving up on me.  Thank you for being my friend, when I was so sick... I didn't like myself. Thank you for your love and help and support.  Thank you for being my friend, mamma and grandmother when I needed one.  Thank you for not giving up on me and I am not giving up on you!

Found on YouTube

An achingly beautiful song by The Dunaways, called "Never Gonna Give Up On You". I contacted the Dunaways to get the story behind the song, and if I understood correctly it's a true story about two friends. One friend comforted the other during a struggling time in life, and the comfortee, the singer in the song, was eventually led to Christ. But the comforter has not yet fully accepted Christ. But the singer has not given up, and never will give up. Lovely song. From their album "Church In The Kitchen". The song was written by Buddy & Julie Miller.

Relaxing and Thinking on Sundays Sermon

Our Message this morning. on the first Sunday of the year.... thought provoking. Taken from Luke 10:25. Two questions:
1- How do I inherit eternal life?
2- Who is my neighbor?

It begins with a firm foundation of Salvation.
Goes on to loving your neighbor more than yourself. More than what you need to do or feel you should do. Putting God first . Looking for opportunities to spread the gospel daily. Loving that person as  Jesus would.

The Good Samaritan went out of his way to help  one that most Jews would  not help. As the account tells us, the priest and Levite looked the other way ... as if he didn't exist. Because of the Good Samartitians care, it made a difference in that wounded mans life.

Do we look the other way? When opportunities come our way. Do we have logical reasons why we couldn't help or fill a need? Or do we do what we can, not counting the cost?

Seems today, I just keep  thinking on that message.  I want this year, to be a year of reaching out in Jesus name.

My Prayers for this year-
1. Lead me to a soul today
2. Give me a door of utterance
3. The courage to go forward and spread the gospel to those who come my way.
4. To be a Prayer Warrior

I want to make a difference for Jesus sake!

Looking back

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Happy Sunday

I love my Sundays.  I enjoy the preparation the day before,esp the evening before. Getting ready, doing my best to be ready to enjoy my day with the lord.  clothes ready-check Sunday school ready-check house cleaned-check jump in shower-check

God knew we needed to set a day aside. Focus on those blessings of the week. food on the table, roof over my head, wonderful husband, healing, the list goes on

I love seeing the children arriving for Sunday school,telling me all the news from the week before.  I am encouraged with the music in the services, the saints sharing how good God is, God's message given to us at the pulpit by the man of God.

Six days a week, we rush around as if there is no tomorrow.  I like to keep my meals simple.  I choose not to shop on Sundays unless a emergency.  After all I has 6 days to buy whatever I needed.  Sometimes we get so busy,just doing.

Maybe when we get so worn out,we should examine what we are doing or not doing. I am not one to get up early.  Lately I have been waking up between 6 and 6:30 am and can't go back to sleep.  I have found a joy in getting up grabbing a cup of coffee and bible .  I meet my lord in prayer on our deck. I am able to spend a hour or so, praying and reading the bible.  I feel like Jesus wakes me up because He is anxious to visit with me.  I have discovered a joy in my day when I start it out abiding with my Lord. Asking the Lord to take control of my day.  Knowing nothing will happen that is not in His plan.  Asking the Lord to send me too some soul that I can share the good news with.Psa 118:24 This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.