Invited

Lately, I have been thinking about how it feels to be invited or not invited to a specific function. We all know the feeling of wanting to go to some event but because we were not members of a particular corporation or private club we were not invited.

women s brown and green floral dress

Photo by Dmitry Zvolskiy on Pexels.com.

Of course, on the other side of the coin are all the events we are invited to that we choose not to go to. This used to happen to us around graduation time. We would get several invitations to different ceremonies and their accompanying parties. We would then have to decide which to attend and which to decline.

Uninvited, Invited, Invited and Declined. That’s how it is in society.

It’s different with God, though. There is no one who is not invited to come into his house. Jesus said: “Come to me, ALL you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28. The invitation is for all, no one is excluded, period. This invitation can also be declined. It’s your choice.

Invited, Invited and Declined. That’s how it is with God.

Famed Yale Computer Science Professor Quits Believing Darwin’s Theories | Jennifer Kabbany — Reasoned Cases for Christ

‘The origin of species is exactly what Darwin cannot explain’ David Gelernter, a famed Yale University professor, has publicly renounced his belief in Charles Darwin’s theory of evolution, calling it a “beautiful idea” that has been effectively disproven. Gelernter, who is known for predicting the World Wide Web and has developed many complex computing tools […]

via Famed Yale Computer Science Professor Quits Believing Darwin’s Theories | Jennifer Kabbany — Reasoned Cases for Christ

Beautiful and Well Trained

Our company left this morning for Utah. It was a pleasure seeing them again and we so enjoyed visiting with them. Before they came, the husband asked if they could bring their dog to our home. He said she was well behaved and they had spent thousands of hours training her. So jokingly, I said, ” So you’re saying she is better behaved than we are! He replied with a laugh, “Yes, I guess I am.”

True to form, Moxie was everything they said and more. It was one of the most beautiful dogs I had ever seen. It was polar white and had dark eyes and a dark nose. It was absolutely striking in its beauty and demeanor. I had never had a dog in my home that was so beautiful and well trained. We later learned she had been a search and rescue dog and had been trained in multiple areas in order to find  missing persons. They had indeed spent thousands of hours training her.IMG_0072 Moxie 

She was an older dog but was still beautiful. Lying in bed the first night of their visit, I said to my husband, “That dog is SO beautiful!” To which he replied, “It’s the spirit of the dog you see.” I thought about his remark for a while. He was right; the sweetness of the dog was coming through in my every interaction with her. 

That got me to thinking. As I age, I want to have an inner beauty about me. When people look at me, I want them to see a beautiful spirit inside of me shining through. How can I achieve that?

Well for sure, I know a few ways that will help make me into the beautiful person I want to be. One is by spending time with the Lord in His Word. “All Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness, that the man of God may be equipped for every good work. 2 Tim. 3: 15-17. If I do this, I will be well trained and able to handle the situations I encounter in a godly manner. 

The second way is by yielding my life to the Holy Spirit and letting Him develop His fruit in my life. “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law.” Gal. 5: 22-23. A person with that kind of spirit will be truly beautiful and a delight to be around. 

Yes, beautiful and well trained…that’s what I want to be!

Taxis vs. Ubers: Vehicles for Delivery

panning photography of yellow taxi

Photo by Rodolfo Clix on Pexels.com

Do you remember taking taxis when you needed a ride? You called the company, requested a ride and waited twenty minutes for them to show up. You were taken where you needed to go, then you paid the driver and gave him a tip. It’s not so different with Ubers. You order one online and depending on the closeness of the vehicle, someone may be there to pick you up, sometimes in as few as five minutes. There are advantages to each one, although cost-wise Uber is the best value by far. The destination is the same as if you ordered a taxi but the delivery vehicle is different.

pile of books

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Having taken the plunge again into the world of publication again, I noticed that the stats on Amazon were higher for the Kindle version vs. the print version. When you order a Kindle version, it comes to the Kindle immediately, costs a lot less and you can begin reading as soon as you want to. It’s no surprise that Kindle is much more popular than print.When you order a print book online, it costs a lot more and you may have to wait a few days or even a week to get your book. The final result is the same, i.e. you have read the book, only the vehicle for delivery is different. 

It’s all a matter of preference. For me, I prefer to have a print book in my hand when I read. I underline, highlight and make notes when I need to. I have friends that for them, it is all about the Kindle. Fast, easy and cheap, they can buy as many books as they want to because it is so affordable.

Taxis vs. Ubers, Print vs. Kindle…same destination…different vehicles for delivery. Which do you prefer and why?

Tips to Deal With Life’s Floods — Confessions of a Type A Woman

My Sunday hike by the flooding Mississippi got me thinking. We all experience floods in our lives: unexpected situations which sweep through our lives, uprooting routine and confusing our plans. Sometimes all we can do is hold on, tread water… and pray. We can be flooded with fear, flooded with pain, even flooded with joy. […]

via Tips to Deal With Life’s Floods — Confessions of a Type A Woman

Giveaway – Writing Historical Fiction by Rhona Martin

51PR7AZ0NGL._SX292_BO1,204,203,200_[1]

If any of you are interested in writing historical fiction, this is the book

I first bought in order to get started. I found it very informative and

easy to read. I am ready to pass it on. It is in very good condition and if

you are interested and live in the U.S., please leave a comment below.

On Thursday, I will put the names in a hat and draw one out!

I’ll then send you the book!

Have a great week!

Valerie

The Eyes of Christ

homeless-845752_640Several years ago, I was standing at the pharmacy counter waiting for my son’s prescription. For two years, he had been suffering from a migraine pain syndrome set off by a fall on a gym floor. We had been to doctors, neurologists, and a vascular specialist who told us our son had the worst kind of migraines. Nothing we tried seemed to give him relief for any period of time. So there I was, buying yet another prescription that may or may not help. I was feeling sorry for myself because I was putting out more money that was probably being spent in vain that could have been used for something else. As I was spiraling down in the quietness of my own thoughts, I just happened to look out the window. 

There in front of me was a middle-aged man walking by. He was obviously going to the railroad tracks behind the pharmacy hoping to catch a train. He was carrying a backpack as he moved along. Then…he looked up and I saw him…really saw him. He had the saddest eyes I had ever seen. They were filled with pain and suffering and bore deep into my soul. At that moment, I knew I was looking into the eyes of Christ. There, in that man was true suffering. I was immediately taken aback and felt ashamed. I, who had so much, was feeling sorry for myself and just outside the window was a man who had nothing but the clothes on his back. I will never forget his face or those eyes that bored into my soul. To this day, I will never know if that was an actual man or a manifestation of the Lord on earth.

I do know that in his eyes, I had seen the Lord. He was not walking the hallowed halls of government power or sitting in a plush corporate boardroom. He was there with the lowly, the suffering, and the homeless. I know now that if I want to be where the heart of God is, that I must go where the broken-hearted are. That’s where He will be, ministering his love and grace to those who have no hope and need His help. 

“The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart, and saves such as have a contrite spirit.” Psalm 34:18

Need a new perspective on Ancient Greece? — Marilyn Yung

The Areopagus in Athens puts Ancient Greece in its proper perspective This morning, we walked through Athens to the Areopagus, the location of a judicial court, where Paul made his “To an Unknown God” sermon to the Athenians with—wait for it— the Acropolis in the background with its temples to Athena, Poseidon, Erechtheus and other […]

via Need a new perspective on Ancient Greece? — Marilyn Yung