I woke up smiling today, excited over all I get to do before the clock
strikes midnight (ok, more like 4am). I have responsibilities to fulfill today. I am
important to God. So, my job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.
Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or I can be thankful
that the grass is getting watered for free.
Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money or I can be glad that
my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me away
from waste.
Today I can grumble about my health or I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was
growing up or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.
Today I can cry because roses have thorns or I can celebrate that
thorns have roses.
Today I can mourn my lack of friends or I can excitedly embark upon a
quest to discover new relationships.
Today I can whine because I have to go to work or I can shout for joy
because I have a job to do.
Today I can complain because I have to study or eagerly open my
mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.
Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do help out around thehouse or I can
feel honored because I've been provided shelter for my mind and body.
Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped.
And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping.
What today will be like is up to me.
I get to choose what kind of day I will have!
Have a GREAT DAY . . . unless you have other plans.
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one other thought:
The next time you feel like complaining, remember: Your garbage
disposal probably eats better than 30% of the people in this world.
9.24.2003
WORD OF THE WEEK:
This week's word is...
GESTICULATE
gesticulate \juh-STIK-yuh-layt\, intransitive verb:
To make gestures or motions, especially while speaking or instead of speaking.
Sentence: While snorkling in Guam, in between clearing his flooded mask or adjusting his walmart flippers, Mike Latino (who's 18 today) would gesticulate wildly to point out the giant barracuda hovering nearby...
you're, again, much wiser and possibly amused... :)
This week's word is...
GESTICULATE
gesticulate \juh-STIK-yuh-layt\, intransitive verb:
To make gestures or motions, especially while speaking or instead of speaking.
Sentence: While snorkling in Guam, in between clearing his flooded mask or adjusting his walmart flippers, Mike Latino (who's 18 today) would gesticulate wildly to point out the giant barracuda hovering nearby...
you're, again, much wiser and possibly amused... :)
9.23.2003
spent most of today hangin' out at a lake with Darlene Zschech and the Hillsong Worship Team...
nooooooooo, i'm not name droppin' - but, it's cool to see the people God will put in your path as you serve Him. there will be many, MANY people saved by the next time i post a blog. be praying NOW...
by the way, 71 more accepted Christ over the weekend AND 2 people in wheelchairs were prayed for by a couple of our teens and they WERE HEALED & left their wheelchairs behind! this happened Saturday night at a gas station not Sunday morning at church!! Anytime is the right time for God to be GOD!!
peace!
nooooooooo, i'm not name droppin' - but, it's cool to see the people God will put in your path as you serve Him. there will be many, MANY people saved by the next time i post a blog. be praying NOW...
by the way, 71 more accepted Christ over the weekend AND 2 people in wheelchairs were prayed for by a couple of our teens and they WERE HEALED & left their wheelchairs behind! this happened Saturday night at a gas station not Sunday morning at church!! Anytime is the right time for God to be GOD!!
peace!
9.21.2003
Faith's Struggle
by Sarah E. Haringa
Hurdles are getting higher, God,
losing sight of who you are.
Going through the motions now,
each day like the one before...
Every hour is a test of patience,
each minute a test of strength.
Lord, how much longer must I wait?
Right now it seems you’re late...
"All in his time," so people say,
and while I know those words are true,
with the way things are going, God,
I’ve lost the comfort in that, too...
My hope is being shattered,
burdens press me to the ground.
My once-strong faith is wavering,
like Peter I’m sinking down...
I’m sailing a sea called Lonesome
to an island named Despair.
My ship has blown off course,
black clouds looming in the air...
Lightning fills the darkened sky,
and it feels like I’ve been hit.
But when I ask, "Why Lord?"
you simply say, "Don’t quit..."
Oh God, I’m your child!
Please listen to my cry.
However long it takes,
I’ll wait for your reply...
But if I have to wait much longer,
then you must give me patience.
If I am supposed to trust,
then you must give me faith...
Your answers mean so much to me;
it’s your will I’m striving for.
All I want is a glimpse of home,
to rest at last upon your shore...
Is this what they mean by
"Leap of Faith"?
When your feet can’t touch the bottom
and land seems so far away?
I want to reach out to you
despite my present fears.
Draw me closer to you now, God,
and wash away my tears...
I will rest tomorrow,
your love is all I know.
But in the storms of life, Lord,
please hold my hand and don’t let go...
by Sarah E. Haringa
Hurdles are getting higher, God,
losing sight of who you are.
Going through the motions now,
each day like the one before...
Every hour is a test of patience,
each minute a test of strength.
Lord, how much longer must I wait?
Right now it seems you’re late...
"All in his time," so people say,
and while I know those words are true,
with the way things are going, God,
I’ve lost the comfort in that, too...
My hope is being shattered,
burdens press me to the ground.
My once-strong faith is wavering,
like Peter I’m sinking down...
I’m sailing a sea called Lonesome
to an island named Despair.
My ship has blown off course,
black clouds looming in the air...
Lightning fills the darkened sky,
and it feels like I’ve been hit.
But when I ask, "Why Lord?"
you simply say, "Don’t quit..."
Oh God, I’m your child!
Please listen to my cry.
However long it takes,
I’ll wait for your reply...
But if I have to wait much longer,
then you must give me patience.
If I am supposed to trust,
then you must give me faith...
Your answers mean so much to me;
it’s your will I’m striving for.
All I want is a glimpse of home,
to rest at last upon your shore...
Is this what they mean by
"Leap of Faith"?
When your feet can’t touch the bottom
and land seems so far away?
I want to reach out to you
despite my present fears.
Draw me closer to you now, God,
and wash away my tears...
I will rest tomorrow,
your love is all I know.
But in the storms of life, Lord,
please hold my hand and don’t let go...
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