Friday, October 10, 2014

God Made YOU Unique!


Greetings, Dear Ones!

     Blessings upon you, and yours!

     The poem today is for all of our young people who may be having a problem realizing or remembering that they are special, and an unique individual made by our Creator God to be like no other person on this Earth!

Psalm 139: 13-16 NLT
13You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
15You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
16You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.
  
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     Enjoy!

Unique!


If I should look around the world
I’d see only one of me,
Someone may look a little like,
But I’m me, you know, just me!


If I would just remember,
That I’m unique — I’m me!
I’d never have a problem
Finding out who’s really me!


No one thinks like me, walks like me,
Talks like me, nor runs,
Because on the day that I was born
God said: “Make that one last run!”


Today I have decided
To remember who I really am
Since God thought I was special
I know they’ll never be another one! **BJC**




Thursday, October 9, 2014

YOU are Invited to a ... PITY PARTY!



Pity Party


I host a Pity Party
When things are going wrong
The guests who come are just like me
But they don’t stay very long.



Feeling Sorry for My Self and Oh Poor Me
Are always first to arrive
And by the time Misery comes along
The party’s really alive!


A few hours in their company
Make me feel worst than before
And so I can’t wait for them to leave
To reclaim the life I adore!


I realize there’s no reason to fret
My life is a lot better than most
I tell my “friends” thanks for their time
And invite them to get lost! **BJC**


Jesus Loves ME!! 
Yippee!!

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

The Devil



The Devil

The Devil plays a dirty game
He has his own rule book
Don’t think you can outwit him
Cause you’re going to end up on his hook!

The Devil is a liar
His words are truth reversed
And if you are unwary
He’ll draw you in head first!

You cannot fight the Devil
Without sword, buckler and shield
For if you fight him unguarded
To him you’ll always yield!


Take Jesus — He’s the fighting sword
Buckler and shield — His truth
Swath mightily — you will stand firm

And you’ll get through your youth! **BJC**

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Prayer to Humble Self


Heavenly Father,
Help me to humble myself before You 
when Your Hand of chastisement is upon me.  
Father, help me, I beseech You, to bend to Your Will 
for my life before I am forced to break under your judgments. 
I ask this mercy in the name of Jesus Christ. 
AMEN

Crucify HIM Again


Crucify Him Again?!


He made the heavens, the earth, the seas.
Crucify HIM!
He created man to be like Him, and for worship.
Crucify HIM!
What did He ever do to you?
He made Redemption's plan to save you!
Ohh! Crucify HIM!

Refrain #1:
Have you no shame?
He has no blame!
He loves you, yes!
He's glorious!
Why crucify HIM again?

Refrain #2
He is the King! He has no sin!
He loves you, yes! He's glorious!
He is the King! His name's JESUS!
Don't crucify HIM … again?

Don't crucify HIM again! **BJC**

#LarixMusic (Lynnie Bee: I need some music for this, pretty please? XOXO) - Auntie Betty

Monday, October 6, 2014

Praise HIM!!



Praise HIM!!



I feel Like calling Him, Jesus
I feel like calling Him, Lord
I trust my soul to His keeping, and
I dwell upon His word!



I feel like calling Him, Savior,
He's my Redeemer, too
He paid the price for my sinning,
I know He's Holy and true!


He keeps me in his tender care
His Holy Angels surround
His Holy Spirit comforts me
Dear Lord! I'm heavenward bound!!



I cannot keep from shouting
I can't help singing His praise
I'm gonna give Him all the glory

For all the rest of my days! **BJC**

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Man's Favorite Pursuits



Man's Favorite Pursuits



She is ever the sensualist
He lives by all his greed
They are so very ambitious
And very proud indeed!


She is ever so puffed up
He is a stuffed-shirt by his creed
They complement each other
Love of money is their speed!


She's selfish, he's miserly
Both dishonest to boot
They fear no law nor justice
Will not fear to shoot!


Prayer? Bible? Believer? Jesus who?
When did you say we were introduced?
Then Put Him on the speed dial
We'll call Him if we need a boost!


Pride! Greed! Gluttony! Sloth!
Lust! Envy! And Wrath!
They indulge in them all
And, yes! Then they laugh!


Who cares what others think!?
We live for ourselves!
Why must you always butt in?
Who let you through our chain link?


They lived their lives like hedonists
Nothing to recommend them
But like the rich man with Lazarus
They're only fit to condemn!


It was only when in review
Their lives looked back in
That they recognized with horror
How foolish they'd been!


Those that they'd ill-treated
Those they'd robbed blind
Those they'd had wrongly punished
They now begged to be kind!


Alas, it's too late
You're no friend of ours
You despised us and you cursed the Lord!
Yes! THAT King Jesus!


No! We cannot help you!
There's enmity, there is envy, no love between
You sinners and the Savior
Oh, look! The opening scene!


The sky is unfurling
Rolling back as a scroll
Look! There! Upon a white horse,
With many crowns, is the Lord!


The graves are opening wide
Saints alive with the dead-in-Christ rise high
To meet our Savior in the sky!
Sinners, prepare to die!
I'm sorry!
Goodbye! **BJC**


Dear Friends:
Lest you think that Christians will gloat at the loss of the wicked, think again!


The Lord has said in His Word that it is not His wish that any should perish. So, far be it from the truth for us as HIS children – who choose to obey – to rejoice over those who are, or will be, lost. Let us, therefore, redouble our efforts to help prepare a people to meet the King.


Let us, if we can't preach, pray for, cook, feed, clothe, visit,
and love our brothers and sisters into the Kingdom.



Friday, October 3, 2014

Marston 'n Marcelle's Marriage



Marston 'n Marcelle's Marriage


Marston looked at the rising sun and saw
Another challenge waiting to victimize!
Marcelle looked at the same rising sun and saw
Another blessing – oh praise Him who supplies!


Marston looked at the mirror and there he saw
Miserable weariness on the face of years!
Marcelle looked in the same mirror and saw
Happy tiredness on a face with no fears!


Marston looked at the old horse and saw
Just another drain upon their oft' meager supplies!
Marcelle looked at the same old horse and saw
A faithful laborer who never gave a surprise!


He looked at Her and She looked at Him
Each looked at the other, and saw deep within
He saw the peace that she held most dear
She saw anger, bitterness, and much despair!

They both spoke at the same time!
Both wanted to be heard!
She said: “You go first!”
He said: “Don't be absurd!”


This, my friends, is how it is
When unequally yolked two partners be
She says: “It is an 'A!'” He says: “Oh, you mean 'Z!'”
And so, Dear Ones, they can never agree!


Darkness and Light, Blackness and White
She means By Faith, He means By Sight
She holds her Bible dear, He won't ever come near
He won't go to Bible Class, They are ever at an impasse!



For many years, Marcelle faithfully prayed ... to God!
For many years, Marston faithfully played ... the Fraud
Until one fateful day not too long past
He came very near to breathing his last!


And so it was that perspectives aligned
She asked to pray for him, and he ever so quickly replied:
"Dear Wife, I am sorry for all that I've done and been!
Pray to your Jesus! I need to be made clean!”


So after years of pleading and praying for him
Marcelle prayed to The Dear Lord, and asked Him to draw nigh
To her beloved husband along life's journey e'er long
And thanked the Almighty for His love so kind and true
For keeping this Dear One so that he, too
Could be welcomed into the Household of Faith
As he had now forsaken what was his great disgrace!


Oh clean him, Lord bless him, as he walks the narrow way
And by Your Grace, Father, we'll see You faith to Face!” **BJC**





Thursday, October 2, 2014

Redemption Song



Redemption Song


a lie was told
godhood the goal
no death know good from evil


Eve ate the fruit
Adam shared the loot
we're naked but oh, how we feel the knowledge!


garments once bright
lost that great light
excommunion … leave thou Eden's Garden!


thistle and thorn
raise wheat and corn
sacrifice a lamb so you have modest clothing


childbirth in pain
first son named Cain
tilled he the land his sacrifice was not accepted


Abel was type
always did right
sacrificed to God a lamb as was instructed


anger in Cain
killed Abel great shame
vagabond marked no one can ever kill him


so now you see
problems for you for me
original sin we need a savior


third child arrives
Seth by name survives
The Savior comes right down through his lineage



one glorious night
Bethlehem was starry bright
appeared Prince Immanuel the Light of the world


age 30 baptised
age 33 crucified
He'd preached salvation for you and for me


Christ died He arose
He's alive all is disclosed
Coming again for His children living in the Light


keep hope alive
live right and strive
for God's Kingdom coming and a home by and by



pray to the Lord
stay in His Word
He's coming soon He's even at the door


amen amen
amen again

His Kingdom come again and again AMEN **BJC**

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

The Canvas of Life



The Canvas of Life

A new day is a sign to me
To let go of the past
It’s like a new piece of canvas
With no memories of what I did last!



With this my new-day canvas
I’m free to paint at will
I can choose a brand new medium
And paint it to my fill!


I look upon my canvas
Top to bottom, up and down, all around
Until the Inspiration calls out to me
 And master strokes abound!

And when my canvas is all complete
I take my rest and reflect
Upon the picture I drew through today
And know that it's my best yet! **BJC**

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

RICHES


RICHES!


Riches without SORROW – only God can give
For the rich man in his greed thinks he'll outlive
The poor, the meek, the beggar in the street
Because he trusts his riches against God to compete!




Riches without FEAR – only God can give
For the rich man in his arrogance thinks he has no need
For child-like faith, or Almighty God in his life
Since with his money he purchases the bodyguards he feeds!


Riches without GUILT – only God can give
For the rich man in his great pride believes
His money entitles him to achieve
Whatever, and whoever, his lusts can conceive to receive!


Ah, rich man, now poor man – if only you knew
The God of Creation is always watching you
To see if your riches will to His Glory attend
Or give you the things that'll cause you into hell to descend!


Repent ye, this day, and to the Lord give your praise
Don't worship the things that fade and rust away
Be kind to the unfortunate, the downtrodden, the weak
And at the first resurrection, up to Heaven, you'll be raised! **BJC**





Saturday, September 27, 2014

Missionary Volunteers


Greetings, Dear Ones!

HAPPY SABBATH!

How is the weather in your neck of the woods?

Have your feet been hiding out in socks and under blankets like mine have been these last few days? Fall weather has arrived and it is surely making its presence felt!

Today I want to talk about doing mission work - the purpose of this blog - and missionaries ... for Jesus. Isn't that what we are called to be? (Go ye into all the world ...! Mark 16:15)

Many of us, myself included, wanted to be missionaries when we heard the mission stories from exotic and far-flung destinations; when we heard about the Lord's mighty hand moving amongst native tribes in these various destinations, and the many miracles experienced by those in the mission field. That was the life!

Then we grew up, life interrupted, and we forgot the dream until one day we, you, me, felt, saw, heard, or smelt something ... .

Our offering today is about the pull  one feels when  "I Want to be a Missionary!"

Enjoy, and don't forget to share!

Be well, and be gloriously blessed,

BJ


I Want to be A Missionary



I want to be a missionary
But … I don't want to have to go abroad
Because … I have neighbors and even family
Who don't know – or believe – in God!


I want to be a missionary
But … I don't want to pack a bag
Or get a shot, or even a passport
I know that my parents will be glad!



My mission field … will be in my township
My passport … will be the Holy Word
My shot … is the Spirit of the Lord, and
My bag … is showing care, and fellowship!


Don't worry … about traveling abroad, Friend
Charity … begins at home!
Just grow … where you have been planted

And God … you He will defend! **BJC**

Friday, September 26, 2014

Hold No Converse With Satan



Hold No Converse with Satan


Hold no converse with Satan
You do not have the skill
To put him decidedly in his place, Friend
He will assuredly overcome your puny will!


Jesus Christ showed us the way how
To handle Satan's shenanigans
Meet him headlong, with the Word of God
Against that he cannot defend!


Lean not unto your own understanding
For you are made of finite flesh
You haven't the intellect, nor experience of life
Nor the capacity to deflect him in his strife!


Invite the Holy Spirit's indwelling!
Immerse yourself in the Word of God!
Inculcate good habits – reflect the Word, and
Inspire others to follow our Lord!


So when Satan attacks – don't engage him
Don't be intimate, nor try to negotiate
Just give him both barrels of your gun – THE WORD! and
Don't ever from this plan deviate! **BJC**


Ingratitude



Ingratitude




Some people real ungrateful
They are never, ever satisfied
With what the Good Lord gave them
They always want more, besides!


They behave like God is a teller
That says “Kaching!” when ever they yell
And worse they think that He is a jeweler
To give them a lil' bit o' bling as well!



They act like He's a full-time gardener
To be always checking out the seeds
That their pastors told them to plant so
They could get a new car with some real speed!


Every week, they are faithfully planting
Their seeds and believing that those seeds will grow
Into a house, high-paying job, college tuition or
Even change them into big-time media star!


I pity those people who believe that our God is
Dr. Feel Good, Mayor Look Good – never Is Good!
I pray that they will reform, and be contented
With all the bounties they don't believe they now have!




Everyday we hear reports of people hungry,
People dying, children crying, epic floods and
We who have are never contented
All we want is some more glad rags!


We are blessed, let's be grateful, and give thanks to
Our Father, in heaven above,
He provides, justifies, and sanctifies us
For a home where contentment never ends. **BJC**

Monday, September 22, 2014

The Baby Picture



The Baby Picture


Today I saw a photo of a Baby
His brains - like cottage cheese - were falling out
He was surely worse for wear
Since his mama pushed him out


This baby's crime it was confessed
Was that he was the child of a Christian
His killing was a message sent
To those upon whom their blade could be bent!


I ask you fair, I tell you proud
The message was received e'er loud
The only purpose it served you see
Was to harden my resolve to with King Jesus be!


What purpose have I to live?
What reason have I to love
When those who would dictate my pace
Want my soul to be their slave?



Listen well, I tell you true
I'll only be a slave to the One who
Gave His life to ransom mine
That's JESUS CHRIST, the Lord Divine!!


So If your Soul IS enslaved to Satan
You chose your lot – I have chosen mine!
My Lord and my Almighty God
Is coming very soon, triumphantly
His ransomed children to take take home
Forever safe, no more to roam!
We'll live in mansions bright and fair
Wearing the bright crowns that Jesus promised
On heads immortal, ever young, ever strong
Singing Redemption's Song in the Gathered throng!


So do your worse for that's your best
You cannot a saint's soul distress
You may our bodies burn, oh yes
But victory is the crown we've earned I must stress!



Oh Calvary, Mount Zion strong
Sing out loud our battle song
Saints dead long, saints alive and strong
Praise our God
We're to Glory bound!



VICTORY IN JESUS!!

The “Christian” Walk



The “Christian” Walk


Lord, I am trying to walk
The straight and narrow way
But there are people in this church
That make me laugh, and not in a nice way!


My Child:
You came to Me today
All torn up inside
About all the things wrong inside your church
Even your Pastor and his new bride.


You spoke about shenanigans
Misappropriations, adultery
Trysts, fornication, and bastardy
And new football lotteries.


Please tell me, Dear Loved One
Why do you see all this?
You can tell me of every one else
But, where am I on your list?


Yes, you will see dishonesty
And infidelity, quite true!
You see everyone else's wrong-doing,
But aren't you dishonest, too?


In My Word Matthew Chapter 7
Written in verses 3, 4 and 5
It speaks of seeing another's small mote
When a big beam is blinding you!


I love you, Dear Child, but chastise you I must
Don't be a hypocrite about other people's dust!
Keep your eyes upon Me, I'm you Savior, your Friend!
Stop airing other people's dust-balls when you operate a pig pen!


Stop judging other people
Clean up your own dirt
Wipe the soot off your chimney
And wash out your dirty skirt!


Keep looking at Me
The clean pathway of Light!
Hold on to right principles
Let My light through you shine bright!


Be sober, be vigilant!
The adversary is very near
To send you away wayward
To blind you with despair!


Keep your eyes on Me – JESUS!
I am your way home!
Walk onward to victory
Look at ME, only, alone!


Put on my solid armor
It will shield you from sin!
It'll protect you, it'll cover you
No sin-dart let in!


So, Dear One, wear these things:
Love, JOY and Peace
LONG-SUFFERING, and Gentleness
Uncleanness – RELEASE!!


Add GOODNESS and Faithfulness
Add MEEKNESS – for sure!
To this we'll add TEMPERANCE
Over these the Law has no cure!


Oh, My Child, whom dearly I love
Keep your eyes fixed ever firmly
Upon My Kingdom, upon Me, for
I poured out My Life's blood – 'twas to save you!


Don't worry about others
You know what YOU must do
Do YOUR work, ever faithful

I WILL REWARD YOU!! **BJC**

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Through the Fire




THROUGH THE FIRE


Genesis 1: 26 - Let us make man in our own image and in our likeness.

Genesis 2:19 - Lord God formed all the birds of the air and the beasts of the field and brought them unto Adam to see what he would call them: and whatsoever Adam called every living creature, that was the name thereof.


On any given day, Hilda, Carmen and Sybil could be heard preaching the Bible to any and all who would listen, and to even those who couldn’t be bothered to listen.
They could be heard boisterously uttering phrases like “Too blessed to be stressed!” “Thank God for Grace!” and “I’m glory bound!” and “Bless Jesus, I’m saved!”
You could hear them singing:
Pass Me Not, Oh Gentle Savior; Open my Eyes That I May See; I’m Climbing Jacob’s Ladder; Onward Christian Soldiers; and I am Delivered, Praise the Lord!
But, there was something not quite real about any of them.
If you passed by Sybil’s house on laundry day, you could hear her singing:
I don’t like work, and work don’t like me, and that is the reason that I’m so hungry. Hallelujah, I’m a bum. Hallelujah, a bum again. Hallelujah, give me a hand out to revive me again!”
If you passed by when Carmen’s husband had gotten drunk and beat and curse her and the children, you would know that she had completely forgotten all about the catch phrases that she loved to quote to people when she was on her “Jesus Juice!”
You could hear Carmen asking the Lord to let the day come when she would ask Him to give her five minutes to “out that cretin’s lights” permanently. And that was after she had used enough technicolor phrases to make even a sailor blush!
As for Hilda, when she left off her preaching stint every Wednesday morning outside Dolphus' Shop, she stepped inside for the requisite flask bottle of Cockspur Rum which she said was for when “King Arthur kicking in me old tail!”
Of course, after she had taken a liberal dose of her “medicine,” she set about doing her Christian duty to, as she said, “The poor, morally bankrupt and lost souls.”
Everybody knew that was Hilda-speak for “I am going to give and get the juiciest gossip on everybody in this neighborhood!”
And, of course, there was Ms. Daisy. The most devout of the neighborhood Christians.
Daisy could hardly walk during the week, and needed help to do even the most basic things to keep herself comfortable. But, when Church day came along, Daisy could outwalk and outrun everybody, rain or shine, to be the first one in the Sanctuary. She was the one to speak to if you wanted to know the 411 on “them deceitful people in this church!”
These women had forgotten their examples from the Bible: Noah, Shem, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, Joshua, Samuel, Job, King David, Nehemiah, Paul, Dorcas, and on and on.

The Christian’s Lot
The lot of a Christian is hard, often bitter, and contentious. There is no minimizing that.
Look at the Master. He didn’t do anything wrong. He did all that was right in the sight of God and man, and yet, ultimately, he was brutally scourged and finally murdered.
However, with Christ as the only binding example of the Christian walk, we Christians are called upon
1. To be WISE, beyond education, training, situation or circumstance. We must remember that our current situation is NOT our final destination, and we must look beyond what is to what is possible.
2. To be temperate. We must do all things in moderation, including eat, sleep and work and play.
3. To seek to find our innate gifts. Think back to Genesis 2:19. God gives each of us gifts — we only have to seek for, recognize, accept and use, better yet, exploit them. If you want more gifts, remember, first, to use the ones with which you have been blessed.
4. To be our brother, and sister’s keeper. If your neighbor, your husband, or wife, mother, father, brother or sister hurts you, and you can help, even if he or she may have despitefully used you, you are required to assist that person. For, you are to heap coals upon that person’s head and let the Lord take vengeance, which He says is His, and which He will repay.
5. To surround ourselves with positive people, and to set a positive example for those who are otherwise. We must live up to our calling and project a sense of self that is worthy of our Christian calling.
6. To be rounded, a pie, if you will. A bible-thumper does not a Christian make, nor a slice a whole pie. We are to find the things that bring us and others joy, and stop sucking the air out of the atmosphere with our sour looks and pious expressions which only cover very shallow and one dimension beings.
         By way of analogy, I give you Life as told by the Rose:
Rose, that I am, while beautiful to behold and fragrant to the nose, is sheathed in protective thorns to keep at bay those who would mishandle or abuse me.

          As it relates to life, we are to observe, and enjoy, and handle said life wisely, or else the thorns

that are life’s prods to growth with tear us to pieces.
          I also give to you the analogy of the Redwood tree. That giant in nature which grows in community and toward heaven in all majesty.
A Redwood tree will never grow in isolation. It will never reach its potential if left to its own devices. At 1,000 plus feet of height, it needs the community of the brotherhood as support for its growth toward grace, as it cannot grow alone and be called by its real name.
           I also give to you the analogy of the Waterlily. The most fragrant and beautiful salve to the weary and wandering soul who gets life, and attains its regal stature and poise from growing where it is planted, in the dirtiest, dankest, smelliest, swamp imaginable.
In short, that Waterlily has learnt to “grow where it has been planted!” It has found its purpose in life and it lives above its surroundings while being a beacon to the lost, the weary and lone.
Finally, I want us to consider Samuel 16:7 - ... The Lord looketh on the heart.
We must not minimize people just because they are not like us in face, body, clothing, speech, education, living accommodation, financial acumen, bible mastery, or even in smell.
As Christians, we are to be as the Shepherd David:
David took his HARP and played for the soothing of his enemy King Saul’s soul.
David also played ,and sang unto his God of the desires of his heart and his personal observations of the Lord’s creation. David gave thanks and praise while seeing to the welfare of his parents, the displaced of the community; his followers; his army and the stranger within his gate.
David was not arrogant because of his elevation from the sheepfold. He accepted his chastisement when he was convicted of doing wrong in the sight of God and man, and he repented and became that beloved “Man after God’s own heart!”
David always sang of his faith in His Creator and TESTIFIED of His Creator’s saving grace and power.
David, that wise singer, songwriter, harpist, conqueror, builder, and King, after having found his purpose, and after having confessed and was forgiven of his sin, behaved himself wisely in all his ways, and the Lord, God, was always with him. **BJC**