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Feline Fever


The last 2 days were detoured by our precious cat. She started doing some strange coughing, and her meows were sounding like a kitty in real pain. Her dreariness and all of sudden loss of appetite warranted a trip to the dreaded Vet.

At almost 11 years old she knows what it means when I pick her up and carry her to the car.  The open carrier in the back seat is the sign to her of the worst place on earth to go.

Normally she begins a “wail” or “whine” before she fights me with her claws as I have to force her in to this prison for animals. However, her very sore throat allowed for the most pitiful sounds I have ever heard coming from her usual big mouth. She must have felt so bad she clawed the top of the carrier in an effort to stop this meeting where other strange cats and dogs end up in the same room with her.

Her determination not to attend this visit was worse than most. Finally I pushed her into the cat carrier but not before she showed me her sharp teeth which were ready to bite off the hand that feeds her.

As soon as the doctor checked her he gave her two shots; one for pain and the other was an antibiotic. The pain meds kicked in quickly but she was so exhausted she laid on the table with her head and little body as close to me as she could get.

The ferocious feline had suddenly become a very frightened little kitten who didn’t want the hand that feeds her to leave her alone for a second.

On the way home it hit me this must be the way God feels about us, his children.

We do what we can to claim our independence from the Creator of the Universe while he is doing what he thinks is best for us by getting our attention even if it hurts.

Trying to explain to a 10 year old, once feral cat she needs medicine is like God giving us his “book of life” that we place between two bookends, forgotten and unopened.

Her stubbornness to keep from getting what she needed is a reminder of how we fight God as he patiently waits for us to desire to seek him of our own accord.

But, like a ferocious feline as soon as fear sets in, we search for a Cross on a hill where we can fall into the arms of the one who created us.

Romans 8:15 “For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, “Abba, Father.”

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“You have got to be kidding me!”


Famous words from a famous guy.

John McEnroe What about that hair?

John McEnroe
What about that hair?

For those of you who know anything about tennis, you recognize the above phrase as the signature line of John McEnroe.

Yesterday, the US Tennis Open began in Flushing Meadows, NY.  2 weeks of highlighted matches from the best players in tennis.  The last of the 4 Grand Slams a year, it is a time I look forward to.

If you don’t know who John McEnroe is well, let’s just say he was a showstopper. He played every point of a game/match as if it was his last. Add to that was his erratic, argumentative and very loud behavior on the court.  Besides holding the No. 1 spot in the world of tennis in 1980 he won 9 Grand slam titles.  

Crowds flocked to watch him play. He is a rare breed; he plays left-handed. In tennis that is like a curse for the opponent.

John McEnroe managed to get away with courtside drama that would get players thrown out immediately or fined today.  He was a force to be reckoned with as he made it clear when a call was made he didn’t like.  There was no love lost between him and the referees.

Now, much older he is still the show stopper as a commentator for the Grand Slam tournaments.  He is like “comic relief” from the sidelines and adds a new dimension to TV Sportscasters.

Before the Opening Ceremony tonight he was one of 4 commentators speaking about the day’s first round play. Using his signature line as part of his journalistic style, the crowd roared.

John McEnroe today

John McEnroe today

As he repeated his own words, “you have got to be kidding” the thought ran through my mind of how much that really applies to our world today.

“Did you say we will have to pay more taxes?” “You have got to be kidding me!”

“Guess who got caught doping now? “You have got to be kidding me!”

“Oh please. Not another regulation? “You have got to be kidding me!”

“So they still don’t know what is in Obamacare? “You have got to be kidding me!”

 “Now they want to tell us what kind of soda to drink?  “You have got to be kidding me!”

“That really wasn’t Miley Cyrus the other night was it? “You have got to be kidding me!”

“This just can’t be. Downton Abbey won’t be on until next January? “You have got to be kidding me!”

 

“So are you telling me there really is a Savior named Jesus Christ?”

Yes. There is. And I wouldn’t kid you about that.

He is for real.


John 14: 6 “Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”


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Birds of Paradise


The video below is well worth the five minutes it takes to watch it.
THIS VIDEO WAS FILMED IN THE JUNGLE OF BALI , INDONESIA!  Simply amazing!

https://www.youtube.com/embed/REP4S0uqEOc


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Balance? Peace?


Peace that passes all understanding is worth striving for.

So is balance. The two have a connection. Balance can give peace and peace can give balance.

This is not the “peace” made up in the 70’s hippie movement or by John Lennon.
Far from it. All it amounted to was a silly sign:peace

Countries have fought throughout history for peace. Interpretation could mean people learning how to get along with each other.

Well, we know how that doesn’t work.

Why? We have lost our way.

We have moved away from that which is peace.

We have replaced it with “self.” Self centers on self which forgets others resulting in greed which is a basis for pride. Pride goes before the fall.

Peace can only be found through Christ. Step-by-step we have to rid ourselves of self as it is the only way to truly see Jesus. This is done by getting closer to God, reading his word and asking him to help us become more like Jesus.

On the other side of spiritual peace is the need for physical serenity. Our bodies react to all kinds of positive or negative feedback. The key is to balance them both.

Yea, I know… I hear you screaming, “how can I possibly be peaceful in this messed up, mucked up world?”

You have to search for it. Yearn for it. Seek it with all your heart. You may as well start now because the world isn’t peaceful at all. But you can be with God’s help.

Jeremiah 29: 12-14 “Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the Lord.”

The following video caught my attention last night. As I watched it, I could feel my body and mind relaxing as she performs one of the most impossible acts of balance I have ever seen. It is a little over 7 minutes long, but she will keep you glued right up to the very  end. After  watching her, I questioned whether this performance is more physical or mental.  What do you think?


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Birds of A Feather don’t Always Like Each Other


Our bird feeder hangs from the flower bed  in front of the window in the dining room.

Not far from it, is a Hummingbird Feeder.

From our den, the view gives quite a story.

Certain types of birds flock around both of them all day.

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(Above Photo Credits: John Randolph Harrison http://www.pbase.com/jrandyh)

The Cardinals who always arrive in pairs, dine almost everyday. So do the Sparrows but they come in bunches.  The Bluebirds visit occasionally. The Mockingbird doesn’t care much for the menu, but he shows up to make noise and annoy the others who are trying to enjoy a decent meal. The Hummingbirds frequent their feeder quite often.  However, these tiny little creatures prefer dining alone; that is sharing the feeder is not an option.


No group exists without a bad apple.  Blackbirds are large, obnoxious, arrogant feathered bullies who use their size to eliminate the competition. Not only are they insolent and rowdy they enjoy flying in groups of 2-3, land on top of the feeder while other smaller and less flamboyant birds fly away. Blackbirds then put on a show of egotism by literally crawling in a circle around the pole to the bottom where most of the food is. Consuming the seeds in accelerated fashion, Blackbirds reveal their greed and sloppiness. And, these birds are loud! As they eat, a shrill screech marks their territory. The sound is at times deafening.

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Filling the bird feeder requires sitting it on the sidewalk to fill it up. Spilling a portion on the sidewalk is a given but it never goes to waste. The Doves, who also always fly in pairs, come in for a daily landing to clean it up.  I love these birds with their quiet maneuvers and peaceful attributes.

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Watching the birds has become a daily adventure. Never thought of myself as a “birdwatcher” but we do live in a “Bird Sanctuary.” We are blessed to observe a variety of small and large fowl from Hummingbirds to Egrets to the Golden Eagle.

What I didn’t know is birds have personalities, habits and lifestyles as unique and different as humans.

Depending on their size, discrimination is prevalent.

Fighting amongst themselves is a common thread.

Two are better than one.

Some birds are well liked by each other. Others are considered mean, unfriendly and impossible to get along with.

Enjoying games is a notable past time.

Fear of their predators is instinctive.

Feeding times are much like ours.

Matthew 6: 26 “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?”


If I didn’t know better, I would think birds are relics of humans.

Some are beautiful, yet difficult.

Others may be intelligent, but cocky.

Many are colorful, dazzling in appeal and radiance.

Some aren’t as alluring or stylish, but make up for it in their composed and steady characteristics.

So what have I learned about birds?

They may not always get along with each other, but most want the same things in life.

The world may be a wreck but I believe most people no matter who they are, what background they come from or geographical location are no different than the birds.

Why? We all have the same Creator.Red heart

http://samuelatgilgal.wordpress.com/2013/06/02/i-believe/

http://faith1stministries.com/2013/06/01/the-gospel-changes-everything/

http://terry1954.wordpress.com/2013/06/01/i-felt-your-presence/

http://connectingdotstogod.com/2013/06/01/one-faith-different-vocabularies/

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Are we on the inside looking out or outside looking in?


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This photo is the latest at our house. We have a bird feeder right outside of the window which is getting plenty of attention and not just from the birds.

Discovering the feeder through the big window for her (the cat) was like having her treats and Salmon and Crab Meat dinner all at once.

Of course the event becomes more exciting with the window opened. She sits and listens to the birds chirping; some are quite loud. She has yet to figure out why they are so close to her. My husband commented,

“When she starts tearing the screen to get to a bird, it will be time to shut the window.”

Spoilsport. Party pooper. Killjoy.

While I was trying to get a decent picture which was difficult due to the lighting outside, she sat perfectly still staring at the bird. After a good long while she turned around and peered at me as if to ask,

“Can I get that bird?” or “is it ok if I grab the little tweet and leave it on the doorstep?”

The cat has no idea there is a barrier between her and the bird. For all she knows all she has to do is jump on the ledge and treat herself to a fine feathered…..well, you get the idea.

Observing her in this position reminds me of many people.

Human nature in its selfish state is like a barrier to the abundance waiting us.

Our efforts to reach beyond to get what we want are useless without removing the fences of self-reliance and independent spirit.

More than ever our society is filled with individuals wandering aimlessly around in their self-created 40 year wilderness. They, like the cat have no idea they are visionless to the transparent glass in front of them.

It may take quite a few hits before they realize the bird is on the other side impossible to reach from where they stand.

So it is with the truth.

We would rather get beat up by a piece of glass we can’t see instead of walking around to the other side where vision is paramount and prosperity is real.

This modern day prevalence is hindering nations of lost souls from seeing Jesus. His name has become a bad word; or a source of indifference. And people wonder why it all looks like it is falling apart.

Jesus is the vision through the transparent glass.

Jesus is our bounty and plenty.

Jesus is the way out of any wilderness; self-created or otherwise.

Whether you are inside looking out or outside looking in, it doesn’t matter.

Jesus is the way, the truth and the life.

And that is crystal clear.

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Articles from some blogging friends……

http://trishadm.wordpress.com/2013/04/25/stranger/

http://simplyjuliana.com/2013/04/25/your-healing-is-right-around-the-corner/

http://settledinheaven.wordpress.com/2013/04/24/righteousness-a-standard-to-live-by-and-a-confidence-of-eternal-life/

http://godspeaks-i-listen.com/2013/04/24/gods-holiness-reveals-deeper-truth-to-me/

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A True Story about Mental Illness


Many years ago I went to work as a Leasing Agent.property_management_job_description

After being promoted to manager of the company I worked for a year later, I was given 76 units in 3 different parts of town. The owner gave me an end apartment in a group of townhouses that were off the beaten path. They were nice, not new but well-kept and safe.

A married couple lived next door to me. He traveled most of the time and she stayed home. No children, no pets.

Having lived there before I moved in, their application was simple; no relatives or connections. He had a very good job making very good money which was apparent by the expense given to their home.

When he was home and not traveling, they would invite me over for a delicious dinner or meal. She was an immaculate housekeeper and great cook. These 2 were quiet, never caused any problems and always paid their rent on time.

He would be gone sometimes 3-4 weeks at a time. After a while I wondered why she didn’t work, but he made plenty of money so she really didn’t need to.

About a year later I noticed something different about her. He was gone and she began acting rather strange. Instead of the silent, timid and shy person she usually was she seemed to be louder, aggressive and playing music all day long.

After a few days the music became disruptive. A few complaining tenants forced me to say something to her.

Ringing her doorbell I wasn’t prepared for what I saw when she opened the door.

Her townhouse was a wreck. Food was everywhere. Trash was scattered and dirty clothes all over the furniture. Up until now I had never seen her smoke and I knew she didn’t drink alcohol at all.65681_403926559714557_1656579308_n

Liquor and half empty beer bottles were spread around the room. Partially smoked cigarettes sat in ash trays filled with old ashes.

The place smelled like a tobacco factory with a liquor store in it.

But the biggest shock was her. Hardly dressed, with a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other she laughed and asked if I wanted a drink.

I told her no, I was working. I then explained to her the noise ordinance and she gladly told me it was no problem; she would turn the music down.

Leaving to go back to my office, I decided it wasn’t any of my business and to let it go.

The loud music never stopped.

After numerous attempts to get her to turn it down I noticed she became almost hostile.  Every time I knocked on her door, the townhouse appeared in worse shape. It was filthy and began to stink.

When she did nothing to change any of this, I called her husband. Cell phones had not been born yet; all I had was an 800 number to his company. They told me they would tell him I called and to call me back.

If anyone had told me what was about to happen over the next few weeks I would never have believed it.

TO BE CONTIINUED…..215680269624148109g2oHOl77c

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Articles from some blogging friends….

http://simplyjuliana.com/2013/04/21/obama-taking-executive-action-on-guns-after-senate-vote/

http://settledinheaven.wordpress.com/2013/04/21/the-message-of-ten-cent-beer-night-2/

http://vineoflife.net/2013/04/20/spend-time-with-him/

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