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It’s All in the Oven

“Of course it would happen right now.”

Those few words are loosely attached to many events lately.

Playing cards: Of course I would end up with 2 aces at the end of a Rummy Game knowing he has the other one.

“Of course football takes precedence over tennis on CBS.” Ugh.

“Of course the only two shows I watch on TV come on the same night at the same time.”

“Of course the oven would blow up the day before the long Labor Day Holiday weekend.”

Yes, that is exactly what happened.

My mechanic told me, “I couldn’t repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.”

Cooking dinner Thursday, I switched the oven from bake to broil. Within seconds of closing the door, the top element blew up. It was so loud I screamed and jumped; like that was going to help.

The smell of smoke forced me to open the door only to find the back of the element had a small fiery flame. It all happened so fast I hadn’t turned the oven off. Once done, the flame died out.

Of course this would happen 24 hours before the long weekend. We had to order an element the appliance service hoped would arrive late Friday. We waited for his call.

Of course he didn’t call. Of course we can’t cook in the oven all weekend. Of course the part won’t be here until after Labor Day.

So what do we do? We hire George Foreman and Colonel Sanders.

The trusty little grill I bought a few months ago will certainly come in handy.

And Colonel Sanders still cooks some good ole’ southern fried chicken.

We make do. We make adjustments. We change plans.


Repairs aren’t made on weekends unless it is an emergency.

Appliances seem to know repairs aren’t made on weekends; they want to make us miserable and live without them.

There should be a law prohibiting needful items from breaking on weekends.

A repair shop:

The devil works overtime. He breaks things. Lots of things hoping to interfere with our joy.

I guess the devil doesn’t know George Foreman had a grill.

Or Colonel Sanders makes fried chicken. Even on weekends.

Isaiah 1:18 “Come now, let us reason together,” says the LORD. “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.”




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Righteous Advice

Don’t tell me what to do. I have a brain you know. I can think for myself;
I don’t need you hovering over me examining every detail of my existence to fit your perfect schedule.
If I wanted a boss I would get a job.”

Sound like anyone you know?

The art of unsolicited advice is often unwelcome and resented.

There are certain people, who just can’t seem to help themselves with giving directions, ordering the cleaning of the toilet done their way or standing over your shoulder while you are cooking.

God gave us unique qualities. We all have our own ways of cooking pot roast, driving to the store or cleaning the house.

Just because we may not cook like Paula Deen or Emeril doesn’t make us wrong.

Just because we don’t drive like Danica Patrick doesn’t mean we don’t know how to get to the store.

And if we don’t clean toilets like Mr. Clean doesn’t mean we don’t know how to use Scrubbing Bubbles.

Thank the good Lord we are not all alike. God knew that wouldn’t work. Can you imagine everyone cooking pot roast the same?

Now we need good counsel from time to time; even the Bible says that.

Proverbs 11:14 “Where no wise guidance is, the people fall, but in the multitude of counselors there is safety.”

The key is to get advice from Godly people who live by the word of God. But what about the person who knows everything and intends on sharing even when it is unwanted?

The Bible addresses that also.

Proverbs 12:5 “The thoughts of the righteous are just, but the advice of the wicked is deceitful.”


Proverbs 16:22 “Understanding is a wellspring of life unto him that hath it: but the instruction of fools is folly.”

In other words, don’t listen to a fool. Or one who claims over and over to be Albert Einstein’s nephew.

Studying the Bible is the best avenue for counsel. Allowing the Holy Spirit to guide you is the best learning tool available to mankind.

John 16:13 “When he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will shew you things to come.”

Jesus wasn’t one to go around telling people how to cook and clean or give driving directions.  He did make a pretty good bread and fish dinner ASAP for a multitude of people. He also had a special family recipe for turning water into wine at weddings. But he had better lessons to teach such as:

The Beatitudes
The Ten Commandments
The Parable of the Sower
And catching people throwing stones.

Jesus is our best example as far as giving advice, taking advice and knowing when to be silent. He didn’t seek people out to control them or give them step by step directions on the latest “how to do” anything. That doesn’t mean he isn’t interested in every area of our lives: he is, but sometimes he chooses to wait for us to ask him when we need help.

The best guide is the Holy Spirit along with knowing the word of God. The Holy Spirit convicts us when we are chopping the tomatoes incorrectly or if we are driving down the wrong road.

Do you think God has an open door policy for advice?





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God pulled a Joseph this week….

Only his name wasn’t Joseph. His name is Dan Cathy. I am sure you have heard his name frequently; especially lately.

As the head honcho of Chick-fil-A, he may have never known the mud he would step in when he stood up for the Biblical view of marriage.

The firestorm began a few weeks ago as he spoke out publicly for marriage between a man and a woman.
What a shock. Who would have thought otherwise?

His family has run their restaurants for years as God guides us to in the Bible. Wonder if that has anything to do with their success? Duh….In 2011 their total revenues were at 4 billion dollars. That’s right 4 and a bunch of 0’s equals billions.

Once the words went viral, opposing sides of the Biblical view of marriage took to the airwaves ripping him apart, calling him a bigot, intolerant and a hater. Wonder if they called the President those names before he announced his stance for Gay marriage? If they did, I never heard it.

I have never met Dan Cathy but think he probably had some conversations with God like,

“God what is going on here? I have lived the way you want and run my business your way. Why have you allowed this? Why can’t they pick on cows instead of my chickens?”

In the midst of this raving mad hit on Christianity, God was working behind the chickens.

August 1, 2012, this past Wednesday had been declared Appreciation day for Chick-fil-A restaurants. Aiding this project was Governor Mike Huckabee who in a short span of 2 weeks spread the word via facebook, internet news and TV reports.

We wanted to show our appreciation for his stance on marriage and to enjoy some of his great food.

God’s people were hungry for his chicken. Wednesday, they turned out in droves across the country. Some restaurants ran out of food.

I didn’t get my chicken salad sandwich after waiting in line almost 45 minutes because there were none left.

People were consuming not only chicken sandwiches, but waffle fries, Peach milkshakes, nuggets, drinks and desserts.


As I stood in line the thought ran through my quick mind,

“I wonder how much money they are going to make today. And what will they do with it?”

What Satan means for evil, God turns into good for his kingdom.

Reading posts last night about the massive turnout one woman who was a Christian wrote that we should have donated money to Chick-fil-A so they could feed the hungry instead of people eating the food themselves.

Only God. As I heard Herman Cain today speaking to Eric Bolling of Fox News I got my answer.

He had spoken with Dan Cathy just yesterday as they have been friends a long time. Mr. Cathy informed Herman Cain they made so much money in that one day they were going to use the entire amount of profits to go to the charitable organizations they always give to. Only it would be records amounts of donations due to a record amount of sales from that one day.

So, not only did we get some great chicken, God is providing enormous amounts of money for his kingdom.


What began as persecution outright has been reversed.

What started as a war of words made a fortune for God’s people.

What Satan used to appear as despicable and full of deceit, God’s people rose up and shouted through the streets the truth without saying a word.

In a manner of consideration, a quiet and congenial protest brought folks from all over the country to tables of food prepared by the Almighty.

We enjoyed the camaraderie of standing in lines waiting for food, met people we didn’t know and observed employees who have been taught customer service God’s way.

Just like Joseph, God handpicked Dan Cathy to promote the gospel in his humble fashion and most of us unknowing of the outcome of what appeared to be a slam in the face of Jesus.

The bottom line is no one cooks chicken like God.






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Annoyances, Interruptions and Pests

Don’t you just hate it when you are sound asleep and the phone sitting next to your ear goes off in the middle of the night?

Clamoring to reach for it to shut it up doesn’t help if you wear glasses and can’t find the button to stop it.

And then your husband says, “Can’t you turn that thing off?”

Ugh….”I would if I could see it!”

Once you finally find it the ringing stops. Checking the number you are once again
riddled with anger because you don’t recognize it. Wrong number?

The desire to throw the thing at your spouse comes to mind
as you hear him snore and you are now wide awake.

Interruptions. Annoyances. Aggravations. Pests. Pain in the neck?

The little grievances invade our lives, promote ill infested moods, and create havoc.

So how do we stop them? Or better, how should we respond?

Let’s change the scenario a little.

Phone rings at 1am. As you reach for it, you knock over the inch of water left in the glass on your bedside table which dribbles all over your Bible, nose spray and glasses. Forget the water on the carpet. Grab the phone.

Your spouse wakes up wondering why you are making so much noise. He screams,

“Why can’t anyone get any sleep in this house? Why don’t you just turn the blame thing off at night?”

Punching the touch screen in the dark with no glasses it continues a ringtone that sounds like “La Bamba.”
Fumbling to find the “accept” button, you manage to hit it without seeing it.


“Oh, hi, did I wake you? This is God. I wanted to call and give you a “word of knowledge.”

Hmmmm….the response you give might sound a little different if God called?

OK. Another scenario.

Hubby has gone off and hidden in “Man Land” to watch “Swamp People” or “The Deadliest Catch.”

Hubby hears the door open and he yells,

“Honey? Go away! I told you not to bother me while I am watching my favorite shows!”

Sure. Ok.”

After Swamp People have caught their gator, hubby feels somewhat guilty and goes downstairs to his wife.

“Honey, what was so important you couldn’t wait until my show was over to ask me?”

Wife: “What? What are you talking about?”

Hubby: “You know when you came upstairs a while ago.”

Wife: “I didn’t come upstairs. I have been here in the kitchen for the last hour slaving over the hot stove.”

Hubby: “Well, someone came in and I told them or you to leave and they responded. “Sure. OK.”

Wife: “It wasn’t me. You must be imagining things.”

A week or so later, hubby gets fired. Too much Swamp People and Deadliest Catch.

Getting in his car, he cries out to God.

“God what am I going to do? I lost my job. Please help me.”

God: “ Sorry, I can’t right now. Swamp People is on TV.”

What if God answered us the way we answer each other?

What if God told us as we cry out for help, “I’m busy. Call back later.”

Not that I have mastered this even closely, but I have to ask myself in any given situation,

What would Jesus do? How would he respond to interruptions and annoyances?

Would he act like we do? Would he throw the phone across the room?

Or would he say, “Be still and know that I am God.” Psalm 46:10

Need I say more?





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We Can Learn a Thing or Two from “The Help”

If you haven’t seen the movie, “The Help” you are missing out on a great flick.

Cover of "The Help"

Cover of The Help

It was so good, I have already watched it twice.

Besides the laughs and teary eyed moments, it is based on a true story.

The movie sets a standard for how black women in particular were treated in the 1960’s.
As young as I was, around 6 or 7 I wasn’t aware of the racial tensions.
Watching the movie opened my eyes to the horrors many placed on innocent people.
Hard working, dedicated Christian black women were considered by many to be “the help” and nothing more.
This was not God’s order at all.

The movie brings to light the conditions in Jackson, Mississippi of white families who hired “maids” to clean, cook, and raise their children.
The movie chronicles one white girl of a very wealthy family who decided to write an anonymous book about their lives.

Without giving away the storyline, if I had been old enough to understand, I would have written the book myself.

Growing up, my family had the dearest, sweetest, most wonderful lady who came to work for us. She was a short, black, round woman who had spunk, and a wit to match. She worked for my mother for many years and eventually was hired by some other members of my family.

However, my family was nothing like the ones in this movie.

She was like one of us. We all loved her and did anything we could for her.

She taught me how to iron men’s cotton dress shirts. I will never forget how she fussed and fumed when I added wrinkles instead of getting them out! We laughed and laughed!

She would always tell my mother,
“You going to run yourself ragged if you don’t slow down.”

We considered her a part of our family. Her life was hard, but she never complained.

When I was in high school and had a job, I found out she needed glasses but didn’t have the money to buy any.
So I paid for her first pair of glasses. She was thrilled and so grateful.
It gave me such joy to give back to her because she had done so much for us.

She has since passed on, but I will never forget her. Her strong, balanced stability made a real impact on my life.
Her Christian faith was her foundation and she lived her life showing it.

The movie shows how it shouldn’t be. How it should never have been.

So, in my opinion we can all learn a thing or two from “The Help.”





No Dining Allowed

Forget ever going out to eat again.  Surfing the net was an article about the worst restaurants for labor and working conditions for 2012.  Where I live is a very limited dining experience to begin with and after reading this list, well I guess we will starve.

Cracker Barrel
Applebee’s ( and they have the best peach tea)
Outback Steakhouse
McDonalds (never get our orders correct anyway)
Dominoes Pizza
Golden Corral
Starbucks (really?)
Dunkin Donuts
Olive Garden
Papa Johns
Panera  Bread
TGIF Friday’s
Taco Bell

This is a travesty.  Aren’t we supposed to be living in the land of the free; the land of opportunity? Isn’t America a place to wallow in the French fries of grease and hamburgers made of what we called in school “mystery meat?”

Well, I can’t now. Besides the questionable ingredients in foods, the wages are poverty level and working conditions deplorable.

And they wonder why restaurant workers are being caught doing who knows what to your food? How disgusting. The thought I might be consuming food spilled on the floor, ravaged by rodents or even worse, spit on, makes me think more than twice about “the dining experience.”  There went my appetite.

Times are hard but that is no excuse for employers to make employees grovel for less than minimum wage to perform a job unfit for “Gollum.” He is just plain creepy.

Reading this article makes me want to put on my “white gloves,” fake it as a food critic and invade their kitchens. The almighty dollar has ravaged our feast time with its greed.

No wonder the work force has a tempered attitude. Who would want to spend hours a day in despicable surroundings for a few pennies? Oh and by the way, the American public is no “walk in the park” when it comes to a congenial tone to one who is behind the counter at McDonalds.

So what is an employee to do? What if you have to work and the unemployment rate is 10.7 % as it is in our area? You settle for less to pay your bills. You take what you can find. You subject yourself to unruly bosses who have no compassion or heart to invest in their employees.

What does the Bible say about employers?

Colossians 4:1 “Masters, treat your slaves justly and fairly, knowing that you also have a Master in heaven.”

Proverbs 22:16 “Whoever oppresses the poor to increase his own wealth, or gives to the rich, will only come to poverty.”

God is clear employers are to treat those who labor for them well; with dignity and respect. God is also clear that we as Christians in any job should work for God first.

Colossians 3:23 “Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men.”

If you will work unto the Lord he will find favor for you with your employers.

God is many things including a great recruiter. Ask him to find you the job he wants you to have. He did it for us.

As far as the dining experience, maybe God is trying to tell me something I don’t want to hear which is “learn to cook.”

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Zucchini Bread isn’t for the Faint of Heart

Have you ever given a gift to a friend, relative or a neighbor that you were so excited about giving them?

Did you spend money you didn’t have, searching everywhere to find just the gift you knew they wanted?

Were you heartbroken when their response was less than excited?

Oh my. How sad is that?

I have lost count how many times that has happened to me. Until back some 10-15 years ago I learned a big lesson.

The lesson?

Giving should be as if you were giving to God.

The recipient is a messenger receiving the gift for God even if they don’t know it.

Proverbs 11:25 “A generous man will prosper; he who refreshes others will himself be refreshed.”

Once the giver understands the importance of giving everything to God, your heart won’t break when the recipient replies, “thank you” and stores the gift in their closet.

This wonderful revelation entered my skull only to make it to my brain in non-record time. The revelation was not about the receiver’s response as much as it is about the giver’s motive.

So here I am confessing a story where I didn’t respond at all to the giver’s expectations.

And….then the Holy Spirit convicted me.

My husband and a friend have a garden out in the country on land his friend owns. Early spring they till the ground and plant everything from tomatoes, to squash to cucumbers. It is quite a feast of blessings from God to enjoy fresh vegetables. They also are very generous giving much of it away.

On my behalf I must add cooking (which we all know I don’t do except it is necessary) for my husband is not easy as his taste in food is quite the opposite of mine. I was surprised when he mentioned baking zucchini bread because I thought he wouldn’t like it.

I enter here I had no intentions of baking zucchini bread so if it was going to happen someone else was going to end up with that job.

Mark continued to speak about baking zucchini bread. He is a good cook in some areas; baking is not one of his best.

He announces yesterday he is going to bake some. Fine by me.

He had two loaf pans and the bread turned out almost perfect. Tasted delicious.
Only I wasn’t excited about it.

When I arose from such a deep sleep this morning, zucchini bread was not on my discussion list at 7:30 am.
He was so excited about taking it to his friends at church.

My response, “oh. That’s great honey” as I sat motionless in the swivel chair trying to focus.

Proverbs 15: 23 “A man finds joy in giving an apt reply–and how good is a timely word!”

As he continued to brag about his zucchini bread I was not the least bit interested. In fact I for the most part dismissed his excitement.

God works wonders through zucchini bread. Realizing how many times I had been disillusioned by the indifference of others God convicted me of doing the same thing to Mark.

After church I apologized to him. He was thoughtful in his acceptance. I remarked how proud he should be that he successfully made zucchini bread especially since many men don’t know what the kitchen looks like.
In my confession I offered my “learned lesson” of the years of pain and agony I received from unwanted gift giving! Oh woe is me…..

He was more than thrilled to have my gracious approval of his baking credentials especially since he will have plenty of ZUCCHINI to make into ZUCCHINI BREAD this summer!

Proverbs 28:19 “He who works his land will have abundant food.”





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Mark’s Zucchini Bread


Do you love your cashier?

My visit to the grocery store this morning was a usual enlightenment. The produce man was sitting on the floor dividing up the apples from the oranges. The cake baker was counting her cakes. The number of shoppers like myself were only a few including the woman who graced our presence by wearing her pajamas.

What struck me though was the one and only cashier up front. She looked tired. Unhappy.  She never smiled and her “how are you” was one of “I don’t really care how you are.”

I felt compassion for her as she looked down the aisle at the long line that had grown. Why didn’t they bring another cashier to help her or a bag boy?

Cashiers have a tough job. Theirs is one most of us never want.  It is a thankless position. A part time job for extra money or the full time cashier trying to make a living.


Stand on their feet for hours at a time.

Are subjected to abuse of all kinds.

Are expected to know everything from what row the coffee is on to “why isn’t it still on sale?”

Are exposed to raw meat, filthy money and dirty  hands.

Are exposed to unruly, screaming children at the hands of parents who do not discipline them.

Are open targets for thieves, drunks and a few nice people.

Endure long lines of aggravated, impatient customers due to cuts in personnel.

The following are a few everyday occurrences in the life of a cashier…..as I have witnessed….

Customer: “Is this ice cream on sale?”
Cashier: “I’m not sure. You can check the weekly specials.”
Customer: “What? You oughta know that?
Cashier: “Ma’am, it will also show on the door of the frozen food section where you found it.”
Customer: “Just ring it up and it better be on sale.”
Cashier rings up ice cream. “No ma’am it is not on sale this week, that was last week. Do you still want it?”
Customer: “Yes, but only at the sale price.”
Cashier: “I’m sorry but it is not for sale.”
Customer: “Fine. I don’t want it then. And you shouldn’t be working here if you can’t do any better than that.”

or this one…..

Customer: “How much is this 6 pack of beer?”
Cashier: “I’m not sure ma’am.”
Customer: “Oh, it don’t matter anyhow. I got food stamps. While you’re at it get me a carton of cigarettes too.”
The cashier watches as the customer gets in their brand new BMW.

Cashiers are people, not sitting ducks for us to throw rocks at. or steal from. or verbally abuse.

Cashiers usually work because they need to.  I can’t imagine anyone subjecting themselves to such scrutiny for the heck of it.

Cashiers paychecks are usually based on minimum wage. They aren’t paid to know everything.

Cashiers have feelings just like we do. Give them a break.

The next time you are in the presence of a cashier, be kind. Be nice.

Smile.  Give them a tip. Ask how they are doing. Treat them like you want to be treated. Show them respect.

Show appreciation for the job they do everyday. Show concern for their well being in the midst of chaotic and hateful people.

Take up for them. Show them understanding of the daily grind they are subjected to as they try to make a living.

Who knows. Maybe they will think Jesus paid them a visit, not just another customer.

Luke 6:31 “Do to others as you would like them to do to you.”



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Groceries from the Garden of Eden

Garden of Eden, Lucas, Kansas, 2005.

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Justification for spending more time than usual on my laptop today. The reason? I am trapped in my kitchen because the carpet police showed up at my door early this morning claiming my carpet was filthy, nasty and in desperate need of a major cleaning. Now that it is damp or still wet in places I have nowhere to go but this seat in front of my laptop at the kitchen table.

Are you judging me already? I did leave for at least an hour and a half and submerged myself in the land of groceries. My hope was that when I returned home the carpet would be dry. Sorry. No. So, I sat back down in front of the laptop again.

Allow me to drift off back into the land of groceries. Not my favorite place to be especially since I never attended cooking school. My shopping experiences with food is I get in, get what I need and get out. It may be a type of grocery claustrophobia. There are way too many choices and it makes me delusional. Why do they have to have so many different kinds of toilet paper and cat food? My cat is happy to find her meals in the backyard.

Having nowhere else to go and no friend’s front porch I could camp out for 8 hours I took my sweet time today. The nice customer at the banana counter talked me into buying some of the small bananas. She described them as “sweet and delicious.”

The cereal aisle reminds me of the local box factory. After studying the sugar levels, the prices and sizes I was dizzy from looking up. I felt discriminated against as usual being 5’1 and the cereals I just happen to like were way above my head. Reaching for the one I wanted I saw two women staring at me for leaving my cart in their way. Did they offer to reach my cereal for me? Could they not see I was too short for the top shelf? NO!

Example of an American grocery store aisle.

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Being the nice, sweet child of God I am I stopped reaching for my box of cereal to move my cart out of their way. Frustrated, I jumped to reach the cereal and headed toward the checkout.

Almost to the check out register I remembered my poor husband’s aching feet. So I trudged back the other way to find some foot repair. Then I remembered my yogurt! So I walked all the way back down to the dairy department and stood in front of what looked like 100 different kinds of yogurt. Why can’t they just sell Greek Yogurt? Why do they have to have every flavor that came out of the Garden of Eden?

Choosing the Vanilla, strawberry, blueberry and peach I thought to myself, “I’m done.” “I’m going to checkout.” Of course every register but the self check ones were lined up with other unhappy shoppers. I ran to the empty self register, threw my groceries on the scanner, “placed my items in the bag” as the little computer woman yells and punched the cash button to pay for my goods.

Sliding the 20 dollar bill in the slot to pay went fine. So did the 1 dollar bill. Not the 5 dollar bill. It kept spitting mine out. I lost count of how I many times this annoying machine ignored my money.

I could feel my anxiety level growing as I began to scream at this machine for not taking my money. Hitting it didn’t help. What part of this machine would not want my money? I am a tax paying citizen but this register didn’t care.  No matter how hard I tried to stuff that 5 dollar bill in the slot it spit it right back out at me as if it were doing it on purpose.

Fortunately for the registers sake, the clerk came walking by. She noticed my face was full of animosity and politely asked,

“Are you trying to put a 5 dollar bill in that slot?”

“Yes, I am” wondering where she had been all this time.

“The registers won’t take them anymore. You’ll have to bring it to me.”

“What?” I yelled out. “The registers won’t take them anymore?”

“No, they don’t like the new mark on them.”

Looking at her rather strangely I asked, “You mean the register doesn’t like them?”

“No. It won’t take it.” she repeated.

At first I thought she was joking. Then I realized she was serious.

Handing her the 5 dollar bill, she gave me my receipt and said “thank you.”

Pushing my cart a little I turned around and asked her,

“Do you mean it is like the register has a mind of its own?”

She replied, “Well, yea sort of like that.”

A cash register with a mind of its own.

I couldn’t help it but I thought that girl is a few fries short of a Happy Meal.

As if this wasn’t enough for one day, God decides to show up as I walk to the doors. Not physically, but with that little voice you know? The one that is always in your ear whispering things like, ” Are you proud of yourself? Do you want me to tell you how many people observed your little tantrum at the register? If they weren’t Christians, do you think they would want to be after your little performance in there?”

“Oh no God! not you too! (whining) Can’t you see what just happened in there? The machine was faulty. They haven’t changed it so it will work correctly.”

God: “I am not interested in the machine. I am interested in your attitude. BTW you have been whining all morning.”

What began as a usual day, a trip to the grocery store ended up in a lesson of attitude.

Philippians 2:5 says, “Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus.”

The Bible is clear we are not to complain or whine! Our examples to others may make all the difference in a person’s salvation. People are watching. They observe those of us who claim to be followers of Christ and how we act and speak. Having said that, we are chosen to leave a footprint of Jesus wherever we walk.

If we don’t, who will?

God’s classroom never ends. There is a desk there with my name on it.

Copyright @2012 “Did Jesus have a facebook page?”


A Safe Distance from Genius

It’s January 2nd and I don’t feel I have accomplished much of anything today. Great way to start the year. It happens because my husband is not yet back to work (tomorrow) so I am tending to being a wife. Now don’t go jumping on me yet!


Now I feel better but he doesn’t. He has a cold. For someone who never gets sick you would think it was the end of the world. I am so glad he stays well most of the time because he has a very demanding but good job. He really is a wonderful man, husband and father. He just gets in my way. (Haha! he doesn’t read my blogs so I am safe here)

He and I were discussing new cell phones which we are hoping to get in about a month. We are still with Verizon due to our contract (ugh) but only for a few more weeks. I have checked, chatted and read the details of other providers and I am reeling with “what to do?” He says I am better at handling this kind of issue because I type and spell much better than he does.

We have a new TV that was working on 2 remotes. He couldn’t get it programmed to work with one remote. I am the better communicator but knows “zilch” about TV components, etc. I had to call and hand him the phone. Between him and “whats her name” within a few minutes he had it working on one remote. He is better at repairs and typical technological issues; my IQ in that area is almost in double digits.

He has this idea that whichever one of us is gifted in a certain area, we should stick to that area of expertise. Does that mean I have to empty the trash all the time because I am gifted in the “trash department?”  Does that mean I have to clean the garage because I am the maid? (I am not cleaning the garage)

Does that mean I don’t have to cook since he is a better chef than me? Well, he is not doing that. He goes to a job and works 8-10 hours a day and leaves me with the cooking! How dare him!

As you can tell this policy may need some “tweaking.”

The current logo of the Gifted Education Centre

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I agree that if one person is gifted to sing, they should sing. If another is gifted to teach, they should teach. Singing is not a problem for me. No one would listen. God seriously left that gift in the box.

God graciously gifted each one of us to do what he called us to do while we are here on this earth. Sad to say many never find out what that purpose is. This is usually due to a lack of interest in fulfilling God’s will for their life. It makes me wonder though, how many people had gifts over the centuries that never pursued them that would have made a major difference in the scheme of things?

How much does this hurt God? How often do gifted people use those gifts for evil?

I don’t know about all of you, but I have found God gives a very good grade for effort. “Trying” often leads to an A. I should know. The many times I have tried and failed God always showed up with a #2 pencil and a clean sheet of paper so I could take the test over.    There is a name for this: it is called “mercy.”  God’s mercy allows us to fail until we find our gift or purpose.  During this process, we get closer to God as he leads us and trains us for our calling.

People who believe God knows nothing about them should realize attitude goes before genius. God looks at the hearts of those who choose to chase after him to pursue the dreams he created for them, not their intellect.

Find yourself attempting to accomplish tasks you weren’t gifted to accomplish? Don’t start. Give it to someone who is so you won’t have to do it! lol!

A Gifted Man

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