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The Quiet Morning

16 Sep

Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.
Psalm 46:10

 

Sigh … It’s Friday.  Earlier this morning as I knelt in my room to pray, I was immediately drawn to how unusually quiet it was…

There is still traffic in a hurry on the road in front of our house, but it seems like there just might be a little less of it at this hour of the day.  

The all-too familiar sound of rain, accompanied by thunder and lightning, has finally given way to clear, quiet blue skies today. 

The sun is shining brightly through both of the bedroom windows, desiring its warmth to take some of the early morning chill out of the air. 

Being bundled up in my long robe takes away any silly thought of running the furnace, and we certainly do not need the air conditioner … so the usual sounds of comfort are hushed this morning. 

The television that has been watched more than normal this week has been turned off  ~  So grateful for the convenience of a DVR during weekends such as Sept 11th

Mimi and Anticipation are hand-in-hand anxious for next weekend when Cole is expected to come and stay for a few days … but all the tractors, cars, trains, and trucks are still and in their proper places for now. 

A very brief good morning from Cole was already enjoyed as he and his Momma were meeting other friends for a fun day at their county fair.   So my cell phone lies quietly by.

The phone ringing along with the drama of my place of employment is someone else’s responsibility today.

In the stillness of my prayer time, I remembered someone’s status on Facebook from the other day that said something like … What would you have tomorrow if you were able to keep everything you thanked God for today?  Diverting from my normal list of people, too many to name, and asking God to help this situation and that, I began to simply name names.  In the continued quietness, I thanked Him for family, dear friends, those who are very ill, those who have lost loved ones, those who are hurting because life is just difficult.  I thanked Him for things, places, events, and most importantly, I thanked Him for Jesus.

There’s just something special about the quiet this morning.  I know Where it has come from.  Just yesterday, I prayed and asked God to meet me when I woke up.  I no longer  want to wake up and immediately think about the stress, the drama, and the concerns of life before I first feel His presence and His love for me.   My God is so faithful.   

Click Be Still and Know by David & Charlene Adams

Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.
Psalm 46:10

 As I sit here next to my place of prayer, scrunched down into the generational shared Big Bird Chair, except for the occasional vehicle on the road and the clicking of the keys on my computer, it is still very quiet.  As much as I would love to move up to the comfies of my bed and covers and spend the day reading, the stillness has motivated me to get busy.  There is an exercise video recorded on that wonderful invention of a DVR that is calling my name. There are people who are having yard sales and need to sell items they no longer want, and there are items of theirs that I would like to have.   I need to mow the lawn and do some light housekeeping chores. 

Won’t you join me in the midst of the busy days ahead?   If you ask Him to, Jesus will also be there waiting on you when you awake.  Spend some time alone with Him and be still.  Once we get up from our little quiet spot and on purpose enter the world of busyness, we can do so and KNOW that God is with us and takes great delight in us!  And when everything around us gets noisy, full of life and activity, He has promised to quiet us with His love.  He says He will rejoice OVER YOU with singing.  Wow!  God sings over us!  I wonder what song He will sing today …

The LORD your God is with you,
He is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you,
He will quiet you with His love,
He will rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:11

 

Have a wonderful busy, but Quiet day … listening intently to hear the beautiful voice of God singing …over you!

Until next time,
Debbie

 

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**  Blog photo of sea gull taken at Belmar Beach, New Jersey on September 3, 2011.

 

 

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I Love You This Big

15 Aug

Dear friends, I urge you, as aliens and strangers in the world,
to abstain from sinful desires, which war against your soul.
Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you
of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and
glorify God on the day he visits us.

1 Peter 2:11-12

A few evenings ago, in the world of entertainment, my husband and I enjoyed a unique time together as we took the Light Rail into the heart of Baltimore, MD.  Several weeks ago for Father’s Day, our children gifted us with two tickets to the American Idol Summer Tour Concert.  Having been avid Idol watchers for the past 4 seasons, we were excited about this very creative and unusual present. The kids know that we really enjoy and appreciate good talent and wholesome individuals who really desire a chance to do what they love.  We especially liked this past season, for with the exception of only a few contestants, we found it difficult from week to week to narrow down the competition. 

The ride to the 1st Mariner Arena was fun as we sent cell phone pictures to our grandson (via his mom’s iPhone) of our mode of transportation.  He immediately told his mommy that we were to come to Cole’s house on the train.  Sharing the trip with a multitude of Baltimore sports enthusiasts and other concert goers, the journey was already entertaining for me as I people-watched and wondered where they were all going and what life was like for them. 

Our public transit took us to the front doors of the stadium, making our commute nearly perfect!  Once inside, we were immediately surrounded by fans of all ages … little giggly girls wearing Idol t-shirts, teens, moms and dads, older ones like us, and even the senior generation like my mom’s age who enjoy the talent and the excitement of the program.  The smell of popcorn and nachos wafted in from the hallways, but the high prices kept us away.  As the lights were dimmed moments before the show began, I found it quite interesting to glance through the crowd of thousands of people to see the unmistakable glow of cell phones everywhere.  People were no doubt taking pictures of each other and posting them on Facebook, updating their status and letting their world know that they were about to see their favorite Idol stars and Scotty McCreery in person. 

As the concert began, it was great to once again see the singers we had watched, voted for and against, and enjoy the flow of the program … from groups, to solos, duets, and instrumental numbers.  The second half of the evening was by far the best, as the top 6 finalists performed and brought the crowd to their feet.  As Scotty McCreery, this year’s winner, finally took the stage, it was indeed a fun moment!  This young man has a grace about him, a natural niche for the stage and microphone, and a ‘Throwback Country’ charm that will take him places throughout his life.  I stood there, with camera in hand, capturing clicks in time, providing us with memories of ‘way back when Scotty was only 17’. 

As Scotty pulled out the stops with his infamous rendition of the song “Gone”, I remembered his reaction to one of the judge’s comments following his first performance of this song during the year’s competition.  Having been told that up till now he had been a Puritan and tonight he had danced with the devil, Scotty turned to the camera during his 15 second re-cap and said “I didn’t dance with the devil … I love Jesus!”  Another week when a very controversial mentor had given some off-colored advice to Scotty, he grabbed the cross necklace that was around his neck and said, “I just feel like I need to kiss my cross to say Lord this is not my doing.”   It does my heart good to recognize faith-raised, wholesome morals, and a love for Jesus that shines through the muck of Hollywood. 

Scotty McCreery

The words to Scotty’s debut single describe earthly love … I Love You This Big.  I love you to the moon and back, deeper than the ocean, taller than the pines.  But as he stood there on that stage and sang the words to the chorus and spread his arms apart, I couldn’t help but think of Jesus.  He also held his arms open wide, nailed to a cross, and died for our sins.  I love you this big, He said.  In the days ahead as you scan through the radio stations in your car or sit down for a meal at LongHorn Steakhouse and you hear the warm bass tones of this young man’s song, join me in allowing this love song to remind us of God’s unfathomable love for you and I.  I LOVE YOU THIS BIG …

Until next time,
Debbie

Remember me for this also, O my God,
and show mercy to me according to Your great love. 
Nehemiah 13:22b

For great is Your love, reaching to the heavens,
Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

Psalm 57:10

I will sing of the LORD’s great love forever;
with my mouth I will make Your faithfulness
known through all generations. 

Psalm 89:1

 

*  Scotty’s debut single  ~  I Love You This Big          http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZVq8nEHCKd4&ob=av2e

*  Scotty’s GONE performance on May 4, 2011          http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x82v9PdyOHE

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**  Blog photo of sand castles, ocean & Cole were taken at Bethany Beach on August 3, 2011.

Completely

20 May
 

“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul
and with all your mind and with all your strength. 
The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ 
There is no commandment greater than these.”
Mark 12:30-31

 

I was honored with an invitation to be the guest speaker at a ladies’ annual spring banquet last Friday night.  The church was located back in my old tromping grounds of southern Indiana, so I was blessed beyond measure to have 12 of my dearest friends from the Cincinnati area come and see me!  The evening’s festivities began with cupcake chat, singing, and a delicious dinner.  What a joy it was for me as I sat there eating, talking, and listening to the different conversations around the table … trying to soak up every moment of being with my friends so I could tuck away the evening’s morsels of memories and savor them later. 

Most of the gals, plus my Momma!

With satisfied and full tummies, we all made our way back up to the sanctuary for the remainder of the evening.  Moments before I was introduced and welcomed to come up front, a young lady began to sing a very special song.  As the music started to play for her accompaniment, my heart began to swell and my eyes began to fill.  I sat there in that pew, totally transported to another time and another place. 

The time was September 13, 2006 and the place was Higher Ground Conference and Retreat Center in West Harrison, Indiana.  Having packed every item we owned, leaving behind our place of ministry in Albuquerque, NM for the past 9 years and friends too many to count, a new life was before us.  After traveling for 3 days and 1400 miles, we were almost there.  As I followed behind the big yellow moving truck and exited off the interstate, I slipped my Sandia Women’s Retreat 2006 Worship CD into the player and found this special song on purpose.  The message of the words penetrated my being as I once again had to let go and surrender everything to His control.  With tears streaming down my face, we pulled onto the grounds of our new home, ministry, and life.  I sang this song as an act of worship … my heart filled with sadness in leaving friends and ministry behind, and my soul filled with the uncertainty of a new place, new work and ministry, and new people.  Right there in that moment …  Click here to listen

COMPLETELY 

The secret of life is letting go
The secret of love is letting it show
In all that I do
In all that I say
Right here in this moment

The power of prayer is in a humble cry
The power of change is in giving my life
And laying it down
Down at your feet
Right here in this moment

(Chorus)
Take my heart
Take my soul
I surrender everything to your control
And let all that is within me lift up to you and say
I am yours and yours alone
Completely

This journey of life is a search for truth
This journey of faith is following you
Every step of the way
Through the joy and the pain
Right here in this moment

(Chorus)
Take my heart
Take my soul
I surrender everything to your control
And let all that is within me lift up to you and say
I am yours and yours alone
Completely

Right here, right now, and for the rest of my life
Hear me say

(Chorus)
Take my heart
Take my soul
I surrender everything to your control
And let all that is within me lift up to you and say
I am yours and yours alone
Completely

I am yours and yours alone
Completely

 

As I sat there last Friday night once again listening to this song, I could still smell the freshly mown grass, I could see the deep plush green of everything (as opposed to the very little green and mostly brown that we had grown to love in Albuquerque), and I could still feel the intense ache, fear, and loneliness that enveloped me at that moment in 2006.   But as that young lady continued to sing, my Jesus wrapped His arms of love around me and whispered in my ear … “Look around you.”  There I was, literally surrounded by 3 rows of women who specifically came to see me.  These weren’t just any women.  They were the ones I rubbed shoulders with on a regular basis … at work, at district functions, Munchy Monday, … all from my life at Higher Ground.   We have laughed together, cried together, prayed together, and lived life together.  They were the result of my letting go, laying it all at His feet, and saying I am Yours and Yours alone … completely.  

I am overwhelmed with how personal and loving my Jesus is to me.    He took the past 5 years, placed it all in a box for me, and wrapped it up with a nice pretty bow on top.  He placed a tag on the outside and wrote “I love you, Debbie!” Those girls, especially, know what that means to me.  They are the jewels inside that shine above all the other stuff. 

With tears still in my eyes, it was my turn to come up front and speak.  Temporarily laying my notes to the side, I had to share my journey through those last 5 minutes and express my love in return to my Jesus.     

Take my heart
Take my soul
I surrender everything to your control
And let all that is within me lift up to you and say
I am yours and yours alone
Completely

I am Yours and Yours alone
Completely

I will share the rest of the story … next time.
Debbie

Renotta

7 Jan

 

 

He will wipe every tear from their eyes.
There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain,
for the old order of things has passed away.
Revelation 21:4

 

I’ve known her since we were young girls … her two older brothers and their families attended my church in Indianapolis.  Her beautiful long red hair and bright smile always caught my eye whenever she and her parents came to visit on a Sunday morning.  We both grew up and life took us both down different roads, but whenever our paths would cross, there was always a warm and welcomed embrace.

 

A few years back, news of Renotta and her family going to Peru as missionaries tweaked my interest.  Experiencing the ache in my own heart for missions, I was excited to know that Renotta was answering the call of God upon her life … with her family in tow.  Somehow I acquired a bookmark with a King family photo on the front, complete with names … requesting for prayer as they ministered as Area Strategy Coordinators for Peru and Bolivia.  The back has been used as scratch paper for notes a time or two, but the bookmark remained in the front pocket of my Bible for the past several years.  It is now in a prominent place of honor … marking my spot as I read through the Psalms in my daily devotions…and a reminder to continue to pray for this precious family.

 

How exciting when Renotta and I bumped into each other in the hallway of Springdale Nazarene Church a few years back!  She and her family had just returned from the mission field and began attending the same church that we were in Cincinnati.  We stood there for several minutes trying to catch up and reconnect after so many years.  It wasn’t long before we were ‘friends’ on Facebook, giving us both the opportunity to look on the inside of family life, including the joys of being Meemaw and Grami!  

 

During the summer of 2009, cancer began to take Renotta and her family on a journey which ended at the gates of Heaven just a few days ago on January 3, 2011.  For her precious family and the friends who traveled the weary and often frightening road together, Jesus will continue to hold, carry, and guide them as the days turn into weeks, months and years.  On the other side of those pearly gates, cancer suddenly lost its grip on Renotta as she grasped the nail-scarred hands of her Jesus, rejoicing and worshipping the One that has truly given her Life. 

 

As I have browsed through pictures and notes which have been posted on Facebook, I believe that a few others were feeling the same twinge of marvel … and envy, if you will, that I was feeling … of the fact that Renotta has seen the face of Jesus.  Here is one of the comments …

“Oh how you are loved!  My heart is overwhelmed ~
Oh to see Christ face to face!
Father, thank you for Renotta!”

And someone else posted the words to a beautiful song sung by Sandy Patty ~
Another Time and Another Place …

I’ve always heard there is a land
Beyond the mortal dreams of man,
Where every tear will be left behind
But it must be in another time.
There’ll be an everlasting light
Shining a purest holy white,
And every fear will be erased
But it must be in another place.

I’ve grown so tired of earthly things
They promise peace but furnish pain,
All of life’s sweetest joys combined
Could never match those in another time.
And though I’ve put my trust in Christ
And felt his Spirit move in my life,
I know it’s truly just a taste
Of His glory in another place.

So, I’m waiting, for another time and another place…
Where all my hopes and dreams will be captured
With one look at Jesus’ face!
Oh, my heart’s been burnin’,
My soul keeps yearnin’,
Sometimes I can’t hardly wait
For that sweet, sweet Someday …
When I’ll be swept away
To another time and another place.

Renotta has reached Another Time and Another Place!  She has at last been reunited with her mother, and has joined my own Daddy, my grandparents, other loved ones and friends who have crossed the Great Divide … and they are gathered around the feet of Jesus Himself!  Renotta now knows what I can only imagine …

I Can Only Imagine by MercyMe   Click to listen


I can only imagine … what it will be like
When I walk by Your side

I can only imagine … what my eyes will see
When Your face is before me
I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel
Will I dance for You Jesus or in awe of You be still
Will I stand in Your presence or to my knees will I fall
Will I sing hallelujah, will I be able to speak at all
I can only imagine

I can only imagine … when that day comes
When I find myself … standing in the Son

I can only imagine … when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship You
I can only imagine.

Until next time …
Debbie

 

 

 

Breath of Heaven

24 Dec

                                                                                                The Spirit of God has made me;
   the breath of the Almighty gives me life.
Job 33:4

 

The songs of the season are one of my favorite things about Christmas!  There are tunes dating back to when I was a little girl and soundtracks from childhood movies such as Rudolph and Frosty.  Carpenter’s Christmas Portrait would be the winning answer for a trivia question asked to Kim or Ryan  …   “What is THE #1 album that means Christmas to you?”  There are fun songs that playfully express the sounds of the holidays while there are melodies that fill the air with nostalgia and memories of days gone by.  Timeless Christmas carols with their message of a Savior born to take away our sins  …  and newer songs of praise  ~  all drawing me into an attitude of worship. 

A few weeks ago, I caught the familiar sound of a song I’ve heard countless times, but for the first time ever I actually listened to the words…really listened.   Hopefully on this Eve of Christmas Day, you will find a moment of quiet, and you can also listen to this song and allow the words from Mary’s own journey to be the cry of your heart.   

Click to play “Breath of Heaven”  … sung by Point of Grace.

Just like Mary, I have traveled many moonless nights … dark and cold nights where I was so tired and weary from the burdens I carried.  And yes, I’ve also wondered … “what have I done?”   Do I honestly believe that You have chosen me … for this, my life’s journey?

I have traveled many moonless nights
Cold and weary with a babe inside
And I wonder what I’ve done
Holy father You have come
Chosen me now to carry Your son
 

 

Frightened and alone, I have silently waited in prayer … Be with me now, be with me now.

I am waiting in a silent prayer
I am frightened by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone must I walk this path alone
Be with me now, be with me now

What a precious prayer … how intimate … how personal … how desparate

Breath of Heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me … Breath of Heaven

Breath of Heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me Your Holiness
For You are Holy … Breath of Heaven 

I, like Mary, have doubted and questioned … but I offer all I am, for the mercy of His plan …
so help me be strong,
help me be,
help me …

Do you wonder as you watch my face
If a wiser one should have had my place
But i offer all i am for the mercy of your plan
Help me be strong, help me be, help me

Breath of Heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me … Breath of Heaven 

Breath of Heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me Your Holiness
For You are Holy … Breath of Heaven

 

A portion of a devotional, dated Nov 28th ~ Streams in the Desert ~ reads …

“And the wind that blew from the sunrise made me hope in the God who had first breathed into my nostrils the breath of life;  that He would at length so fill me with His breath, His mind, His Spirit, that I should think only His thoughts, and live His life, finding therein my own life, only glorified infinitely.” 

 

Won’t you join me, this night before Christmas, in asking God the Father to fill us with His breath, His mind, His Spirit … to think only His thoughts, and to live His life, finding therein my own  ~  to be near us, to lighten our darkness, and to pour over us His Holiness … Breath of Heaven?

Till next time,
Debbie

This is what God the LORD says–
he who created the heavens and stretched them out,
who spread out the earth and all that comes out of it,
who gives breath to its people,
and life to those who walk on it: 

“I, the LORD, have called you in righteousness;
I will take hold of your hand.
I will keep you and will make you
to be a covenant for the people
and a light for the Gentiles, to open eyes that are blind,
to free captives from prison
and to release from the dungeon those who sit in darkness.
Isaiah 42:5-7

 

 

 

Ornaments

29 Nov

 I have not stopped giving thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers.
 I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father,
may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation,
so that you may know him better.
Ephesians 1:16-17

 

After the busyness of the past several days of precious family time, I find myself, in the quietness of my thoughts and the sacredness of the holidays, wondering where Thanksgiving is suppose to end and Christmas is suppose to start.  Can we honestly celebrate one without the other?   How fitting that both special days are so close on the calendar!!

Our daughter and her little family spent much of this past week with us in our home for the Thanksgiving holiday.  With a 20 month-old toddler around, we laughed a lot, were entertained by the simplest gestures and words, and watched a few episodes of Dora the Explorer.  Turkey Day itself was shared with a total of 23 around the dinner table at ‘Park Place’ … the home of  Tim’s oldest sister.  This is becoming quite a holiday tradition as the individual Van Hook kids have married and had kids, and their kids are now getting married and having kids…and we can all gather at Aunt Debbie’s house to visit.   What a blessing this year as four baby boys were born into the family since last Thanksgiving!

Once family all went home, I rearranged the living room furniture in order to make room for our Christmas tree.  My thoughts and prayers were going out to several friends who are struggling with life.  My mom’s best friend suffered a heart attack during the wee hours of Thanksgiving morning.  The medical staff at the hospital in Greenwood was able to save Nellie’s life with an immediate surgery and procedure … A big thank you goes out to those who work on special days when most of us have time off!  Another friend in Albuquerque lost everything in an apartment fire last week.  A dear friend in Cincinnati is leaning hard on Jesus since her husband’s cancer has returned.  Another precious friend is going through the holidays for the first time without her father, who passed away in August.  It seems that everywhere we look, life is full.  It is full of joy and it is full of sorrow.  Even through the sorrow, we can still have joy as we have SO much to be grateful for! 

Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope:
Because of the LORD’s great mercies we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning: great is your faithfulness.
I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.”
The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him;
it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the LORD.
Lamentations 3:21-26

 

With the tradition of Karen Carpenter, 4 Him, and Amy Grant filling our home with songs of the season, my heart was still celebrating Thanksgiving as I opened boxes packed full of 30 years of life.  Inside were memories all wrapped up in garland, lights, holiday tins, a musical moose, stuffed Christmas veggies, gingerbread houses made of clay, and ornaments.  Ornaments that tell stories about people, places, events, and times.

As I hung each ornament on the tree, my heart was overwhelmed by God’s love and His mercies, for they ARE new every morning and every year.  Testimonies to His faithfulness hang all over my Christmas tree!  Homemade treasures made out construction paper and paper doilies, complete with school photos, represent sweet blessings all grown up now.  Friendships old and new, special places like Kauai and Venice, and many ‘1st’ ornaments, for the various locations we have called home.  An attitude of prayer filled my living room as I gently placed each memento on the branches, thanking God for the people who came to mind, and seeking Him on their behalf … wherever they are, whatever they are doing this Christmas season, and for their part in my life  ~ sometime between 1980 and 2010.

I have not stopped giving thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers.
 I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father,
may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation,
so that you may know him better.
Ephesians 1:16-17

 

I look forward to this special prayer service next year.  My own personal Thanksgiving/Christmas celebration.  I know that my home would never be displayed in a trendy home décor magazine, but that’s ok.  The simple decorations and the tree, complete with icicles and unique ornaments never to be found in a boutique shop, adorn a most sacred chapel of worship. 

Won’t you join me in continuing to give thanks for His blessings as we enter into this Christmas season to celebrate the birth of Jesus, our Savior?

Until next time,
Debbie

You are my God, and I will give you thanks;
You are my God, and I will exalt you.

Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good;
His love endures forever.
Psalm 118:28-29

 

 

 

 

Uncle Kyle

4 Nov

Love the Lord your God with all your heart
and with all your soul and with all your
strength and with all your mind ; and,
Love your neighbor as yourself.
Luke 10:25-27 

 

 

My father was one of 17 children born in the Owen Wells family from Virginia.  Daddy passed away in 1994, and this past Sunday morning, his oldest brother met him at the feet of Jesus.  Uncle Kyle would’ve been 91 years old next month. 

Memories are sweet, pictures are priceless, and his relationships were real.  He was a wealthy man, rich in love of family, love of friends, love of Jesus, and his love for music was the centerpiece of every family event.  He would sit and pick a banjo, mandolin, or strum a guitar, all the while singing a favorite hymn or a Bluegrass melody as his sisters would add the harmony.   

Heaven’s music is sweeter, the attendance of the Wells family reunion around the throne has increased, and our hearts are filled with awe as we mourn OUR loss but rejoice in his gain. 

While I’m back in Indiana for a few days to join my family in celebrating Uncle Kyle’s homecoming, won’t you join me in allowing God to search our hearts as we once again realize the brevity and sacredness of life … and to be reminded that we too will pass someday.   Eternity lasts forever … where will you spend yours?

Till next time,
Debbie

On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus.
 “Teacher,” he asked, “what must I do to inherit eternal life?” 
“What is written in the Law?” he replied. “How do you read it?”
He answered: ” `Love the Lord your God with all your heart
and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’ ; and,
`Love your neighbor as yourself.’ ”
Luke 10:25-27