Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Name Your Song





Our pastor’s sermon last Sunday was taken from Psalm 133 which talks about unity.  Verse 1 says:  “Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!”  He made several good points about differences in the Body of Christ and how these differences become hurdles that we overcome in order to stand together in love for the sake of the gospel of Jesus Christ.

I liked the creative way he showed those of us sitting in the 9:00 a.m. service just how different we all are.  He asked us to think of a song that describes our life.  People began shouting out titles to songs and some were hilarious, like Ann who sat behind me.  She yelled:  “I Will Survive!”  Remember that one by Gloria Gaynor?

Now that spring is here, I’m enjoying my prayer garden in the early hours of the morning.  It’s a wonderful setting to meet my Lord and praise Him along with the chirping birds, the blooming flowers and the rising son.  I feel His presence so close as I pray so the song that best describes my life is “Draw Me Close to You.”  It was written by Michael W. Smith and I often listen to Kathy Troccoli sing it on her Album, Draw Me Close To You.

Draw me close to you
Never let me go
I lay it all down again
To hear you say that I'm your friend
You are my desire
No one else will do
Cause nothing else can take your place
To feel the warmth of your embrace
Help me find the way
Bring me back to you

You're all I want
You're all I've ever needed
You're all I want
Help me know you are near
Written by Michael W. Smith

What about you?  What song best describes your life?

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Friday, April 20, 2012

Friday Funnies ~ A Trip to Rome


 A Trip To Rome

A woman was at her hairdresser's getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded:  "Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It's crowded and dirty. You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?"  “We're taking BA," was the reply. "We got a great rate!"  "BA?" exclaimed the hairdresser.   "That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they're always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?"  We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome's Tiber River called Teste."  “Don't go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it's really a dump."

"We're going to go to see the Vatican and maybe get to see the Pope."  "That's rich," laughed the hairdresser. You and a million other people trying to see him.   He'll look the size of an ant.

Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it..."

A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.

"It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one of BA's brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.

And the hotel was great! They'd just finished a £5 million remodelling job, and now it's a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!"

"Well," muttered the hairdresser, "that's all well and good, but I bet you didn't get to see the Pope."

"Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder, and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.

Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me"

"Oh, really! What'd he say?"

He said.............

"Who the heck did your hair?"

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Stand By Me




I just finished the book, Stand By Me, written by Neta Jackson, and I feel like I’ve just been to a reunion with my Yada Yada Sisters!  Stand By Me is the first book in Jackson’s new series, SouledOut Sisters, and it features Avis Douglass whom I’ve always admired in past novels but felt inferior to until I got to know her in this novel!  She is just like me, juggling responsibilities at home, church and work and has an adult daughter with a lot of drama.

The story unfolds around a new character, Kat, studying for her Master’s Degree at a Chicago university.   Her life becomes intertwined with Avis when she attends SoldOut Community Church and moves with her friends into the same apartment building as Avis.  Life situations begin to emerge and you find yourself dealing with forgiveness, church life, racial tension, praying and surrendering, homelessness, abuse, gossip, and death.   You find yourself thinking about important questions like “What attracted me to Jesus in the first place and choosing the Christian life?” and “How do I Pray in Desperate Circumstances?”

As in all of Neta Jackson’s novels, her mandate is clear.  The Body of Christ is made up of different personalities, colors, cultures, and those differences add flavor to Christianity.  We need Jesus and we need each other.  

Jackson’s novels are refreshing the way she reels you in to the story line with colorful descriptions of Chicago life and characters that come alive as you think of your own close friendships.  I look forward to the next SouledOut Sisters book.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Random Smiles




This past week has been good for some laughs at our house. 

To begin with, our cat jumped into the center of our Messianic Seder dinner table last Friday evening during Passover.  Muppy is well behaved and isolates herself  from others so we were shocked when she crashed our party and her tail caught on fire.  My husband's wit was sharp as he explained that we were suppose to roast a lamb tonight, but instead we will use our cat.  Oy vey, the smell of burnt fir!

When the night began, we all took bets on how long it would be before my son-in-law's pressed, white shirt would stain.  That has been pretty much his history.  I was so careful sitting across from him, and I meticulously poured the grape juice slowly for each cup we raised in prayer.  Even with the surprise of the cat jumping on the table, and four cups of grape juice later, he was "stainless!"  That's a first!

 
My granddaughter called me over the weekend to tell me about the basket she received for Easter.  I asked her what did you find in that basket?  She said:  "Chocolate and chocolate."  Sounds good to me.  I learned that a new Max & Ruby DVD was hidden in there, too!




This is funny!  I got a fax at work the other day.  It was in regards to the company's new sales promotion.  Let me just say that in years passed, sales promotions were five star blessings!  I can count on my fingers and toes the times our office's sales quotas met the requirements for company perks.  It was marvelous to be given trips to hoity toity resorts in Hawaii, Costa Rica, Mexico, Bahamas, etc.



But the economy stinks and now the incentive to sell the product is.....are you ready for this (I wasn't) a new polo shirt!  Yeah! 

Be sure to encourage someone with a smile or two today!  This post links to Tell Me A Story, hosted by Hazel, also on my sidebar.