Five Minute Friday has turned into a five minute Saturday. Yesterday my brain wasn't working to write....lets say a 3:45 am morning made my brain foggy....but the Royal Wedding was totally worth it.
But it is time for me to join Lisa-Jo in Five Minute Friday so here it goes
Begin
- have a bigger impact on the people around me
- change the fact babies have to be killed by mothers who do not want them
- change the policies in the public school about prayer and Bible reading
- change that many of my students come from split/single parent homes
- Write all the stories down on paper that are in my head
- Write poetry like I used to
- Sing my heart out more (afraid to sing out-since I think I can't carry a tune)
- Play the piano with the NY Philharmonic Orchestra or the Boston Pops
End
(This was a bit of a harder post but I wanted to write it) Have a great Lord's Day!
Love--Rebecca
Apr 22, 2011
Five Minute Friday: Hard Love
Hosted by: The Gypsy Mama
Hard Love— I think about our Lord—the ONE who gave His life for me and for all you readers out there.
I cannot imagine how hard it was for the Savior to have one of His own to betray Him, to be arrested (and yet he replaced the ear of one of the men who arrested Him), to have His own followers run away and hide—and even one betraying Him and another denying Him. But yet He still loved these people.
But, the greatest LOVE that was shown was the death upon the cross. Jesus was “wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities (Isaiah 53:5). My Lord and Savior took beatings, a crown of thorns, carried a cross, and was nailed to it because He LOVED me. His own Father turned His back on Him when He took upon my dirty—nasty---rotten sins…my lying, my anger, my bad thoughts…etc.
As I write this and every Easter I think and wonder how hard it must have been for Christ to die on the cross-but He was doing His Father’s Will.
Christ died---and that is the ultimate LOVE….best of ALL HE AROSE!!!!
Hard Love— I think about our Lord—the ONE who gave His life for me and for all you readers out there.
I cannot imagine how hard it was for the Savior to have one of His own to betray Him, to be arrested (and yet he replaced the ear of one of the men who arrested Him), to have His own followers run away and hide—and even one betraying Him and another denying Him. But yet He still loved these people.
But, the greatest LOVE that was shown was the death upon the cross. Jesus was “wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities (Isaiah 53:5). My Lord and Savior took beatings, a crown of thorns, carried a cross, and was nailed to it because He LOVED me. His own Father turned His back on Him when He took upon my dirty—nasty---rotten sins…my lying, my anger, my bad thoughts…etc.
As I write this and every Easter I think and wonder how hard it must have been for Christ to die on the cross-but He was doing His Father’s Will.
Christ died---and that is the ultimate LOVE….best of ALL HE AROSE!!!!
Apr 15, 2011
Five Minute Friday: On Distance
Yay its Five Minute Friday hosted by The Gypsy Mama. I get write for "5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word." This week's topic is--on distance. So here I go...
Begin:
The ocean is deep, wide, and far. It stretches from one coast to the next and somehow all of them run together. The beach is one of my favorite places to go and I am thankful I do not live too far away from it =) I have flown across the ocean from North Carolina to Germany--{that was one LONG plane ride--and noisy too}. But on my return from Germany and to my move to Florida I traveled many miles.
Begin:
The ocean is deep, wide, and far. It stretches from one coast to the next and somehow all of them run together. The beach is one of my favorite places to go and I am thankful I do not live too far away from it =) I have flown across the ocean from North Carolina to Germany--{that was one LONG plane ride--and noisy too}. But on my return from Germany and to my move to Florida I traveled many miles. When I go to the ocean now my heart and thoughts go to the people across that wide ocean {that is wider than God's love} in Germany, Austria, {Europe in general}, Africa, Australia, and Asia. My mind thinks about those who may never hear of Christ--to those who need Christ. My heart wants to go over and visit each country and wishing I could speak all the languages to talk to the people there about God's love...but being far away I can't I can only pray for them from a distance.
Well like always I can say more...but....TIMES UP
Apr 13, 2011
A Tender Heart
A Tender Heart
By: Ron Hamilton
Take me now Lord Jesus take me; I would give my heart to Thee.They devoted servant make me, Only Thine to be.
Use Me now Lord Jesus use me; As I tell of Calvary. May They sprit move within me, Bringing souls to Thee.
Send me now Lord Jesus send me, Lead me in They perfect way. They command shall always guide me; Gladly I obey
Chorus: Savoir while my heart is tender, I would give Thee every part. All my talents I surrender; I am Thine, Lord, here’s my heart.
This song has been going through my head the past few weeks. I find myself humming along and thinking about the words. This song is also a prayer of mine. I long to be a servant of God. Just recently, I fully gave my heart to God—as in the giving Him everything and letting Him have in control of my life {although at times I still struggle giving every little thing to Him). But in order to be a devoted servant I need to give Him my WHOLE heart.
I also would like the Lord to use me in anyway they can. my life verse is Isaiah 6:8, “Also I heard the voice of the Lord saying WHom shall I send and who will go for us then said I here am I send me.”
I also am willing to go wherever the Lord sends me to go. Wherever He leads I will follow.
But in order to me Used and sent I need to be humble before God. I need to realized that EVERYTHING needs to go to Him and during the process to have a tender heart. The things I am good at needs to be used for Him and for His glory—not mine
SURRENDER—AND GOD CAN USE ME!
By: Ron Hamilton
Take me now Lord Jesus take me; I would give my heart to Thee.They devoted servant make me, Only Thine to be.
Use Me now Lord Jesus use me; As I tell of Calvary. May They sprit move within me, Bringing souls to Thee.
Send me now Lord Jesus send me, Lead me in They perfect way. They command shall always guide me; Gladly I obey
Chorus: Savoir while my heart is tender, I would give Thee every part. All my talents I surrender; I am Thine, Lord, here’s my heart.
This song has been going through my head the past few weeks. I find myself humming along and thinking about the words. This song is also a prayer of mine. I long to be a servant of God. Just recently, I fully gave my heart to God—as in the giving Him everything and letting Him have in control of my life {although at times I still struggle giving every little thing to Him). But in order to be a devoted servant I need to give Him my WHOLE heart.
I also would like the Lord to use me in anyway they can. my life verse is Isaiah 6:8, “Also I heard the voice of the Lord saying WHom shall I send and who will go for us then said I here am I send me.”
I also am willing to go wherever the Lord sends me to go. Wherever He leads I will follow.
But in order to me Used and sent I need to be humble before God. I need to realized that EVERYTHING needs to go to Him and during the process to have a tender heart. The things I am good at needs to be used for Him and for His glory—not mine
SURRENDER—AND GOD CAN USE ME!
"Praise Jesus"
Teaching four and five year olds I never know what I expect from my little angels. Some kids just say things that makes me laugh--while others say things that make me smile and astound me. Today was one of those days...
This week and next in Bible time I am discussing Easter with my students. Today, I talked to them about what Easter was--and that it wasn't about the candy, egg hunts, coloring eggs, and new dresses/suits but about Jesus' death, burial, and resserection. As I told my students what easter was NOT about but about JESUS one of my four year old boys threw his hands up in the air and declared "Praise Jesus!" I couldn't help but smile. =) I am thankful for the opportunity to teach these little ones about HIM and that they DO listen and that they are learning about God. =)
This week and next in Bible time I am discussing Easter with my students. Today, I talked to them about what Easter was--and that it wasn't about the candy, egg hunts, coloring eggs, and new dresses/suits but about Jesus' death, burial, and resserection. As I told my students what easter was NOT about but about JESUS one of my four year old boys threw his hands up in the air and declared "Praise Jesus!" I couldn't help but smile. =) I am thankful for the opportunity to teach these little ones about HIM and that they DO listen and that they are learning about God. =)
Apr 8, 2011
My Students Are Sponges {and other kids too}
Pastor Masitto has been going through a study about one of the kings in Israel and how although his father was godly his son was a wicked king. I thought why can this be...maybe his dad was so busy with being king that he didn't make time to give his son godly coucil. Although I do not have any kids I have 16 students that I am to be an example to. These students are with me from 7:45-11:15 and my afternoon class from 12:00- 3:15. Theses kiddos are like sponges. They soak up everything I say.... This is why I need to make sure I am a godly example to them--not saying things to them that I shouldn't and acting the way I should. These students of mine absorb everything I do and say and follow me. Sometimes I have even seen some of my students act like me---which is scary at times...I am thankful I went to the service on Wednesday..especially since at the time there was somewhere else I wanted to be (at the Five Browns Concert) but God wanted me at the service and He spoke to me about how I need to be around my students.
Influential People in My Life
There are many people (both dead and alive) who have been influential and an inspiration in my life…Where do I begin though???
* My Parents: I have to put my mom and dad at the top of the list since they were the ones who brought me into this world. They both were a godly example and although they sheltered me and I hated it at the time they were influential because they made sure my life was not infested with the junk of the world.
* Pastor Roy Harris “Preacher” : My first pastor that I can remember. As a little girl I could remember looking up into “preacher’s” eyes and apologizing for being disobedient during church. He may have looked scary to a little five year old but he was a man who loved God and preached God’s Word. I remember I would hug him almost every Sunday. To this day when I see him (which is once every ten years) he still gets a hug.
*Aunt Phyllis: Gave me my love for books. She bought me my set of Little House on the Prairie and several of my books she has given me. I remember her always reading. She would also take the time and braid my hair for me. I miss her hugs and kisses. She was always at the special events in my life: birthday/s until I was 13, Graduation from high-school and college. I will miss her being at my wedding when that day comes.
*Uncle David: We shared something special…a heart condition. I had open heart surgery he had open hear surgery…we compared “zippers.” He was a wonderful uncle and very loving…
*Aunt Theresa- Love for music, sewing, and drawing. The last thing I received from her was a drawing on notebook paper that said “What a Friend We Have in Jesus.” It is now framed with her picture…the last I saw her. I think she knew that would be the last time she would see her extended family but as a 8—9 year old I didn’t know that….I remember her being the first person that went to heaven in the family and I remember the late night phone call (because I answered it) and had to wake my dad up to take the phone call.
*Pastor and Mrs. Masitto- My “parents” away from my parents. Two people that have a heart for others and are caring. They took the time years ago to intervene and talk to me (and let me talk to them) about a situation I was in. They were loving and caring and never reprimanded me when I needed the reprimanding. They have taken the time to talk when my friend and I stop by. Even the simple hugs Mrs. Masitto gives is an encouragement. Pastor Masitto preaches the Word of God and you can tell it comes from His heart and from God’s Word—I am thankful for his pastorship.Plus they never mind (or at least seem not to mind) when Angela and I hops by and visits them.
*Mrs. Smolder- My "adopted grandma". I grew up without a grandmother and Mrs. Smolder has almost made me know what it felt like to have a grandmother.
The list can go on and I may add to it as I think of some more things =)
* My Parents: I have to put my mom and dad at the top of the list since they were the ones who brought me into this world. They both were a godly example and although they sheltered me and I hated it at the time they were influential because they made sure my life was not infested with the junk of the world.
* Pastor Roy Harris “Preacher” : My first pastor that I can remember. As a little girl I could remember looking up into “preacher’s” eyes and apologizing for being disobedient during church. He may have looked scary to a little five year old but he was a man who loved God and preached God’s Word. I remember I would hug him almost every Sunday. To this day when I see him (which is once every ten years) he still gets a hug.
*Aunt Phyllis: Gave me my love for books. She bought me my set of Little House on the Prairie and several of my books she has given me. I remember her always reading. She would also take the time and braid my hair for me. I miss her hugs and kisses. She was always at the special events in my life: birthday/s until I was 13, Graduation from high-school and college. I will miss her being at my wedding when that day comes.
*Uncle David: We shared something special…a heart condition. I had open heart surgery he had open hear surgery…we compared “zippers.” He was a wonderful uncle and very loving…
*Aunt Theresa- Love for music, sewing, and drawing. The last thing I received from her was a drawing on notebook paper that said “What a Friend We Have in Jesus.” It is now framed with her picture…the last I saw her. I think she knew that would be the last time she would see her extended family but as a 8—9 year old I didn’t know that….I remember her being the first person that went to heaven in the family and I remember the late night phone call (because I answered it) and had to wake my dad up to take the phone call.
*Pastor and Mrs. Masitto- My “parents” away from my parents. Two people that have a heart for others and are caring. They took the time years ago to intervene and talk to me (and let me talk to them) about a situation I was in. They were loving and caring and never reprimanded me when I needed the reprimanding. They have taken the time to talk when my friend and I stop by. Even the simple hugs Mrs. Masitto gives is an encouragement. Pastor Masitto preaches the Word of God and you can tell it comes from His heart and from God’s Word—I am thankful for his pastorship.Plus they never mind (or at least seem not to mind) when Angela and I hops by and visits them.
*Mrs. Smolder- My "adopted grandma". I grew up without a grandmother and Mrs. Smolder has almost made me know what it felt like to have a grandmother.
The list can go on and I may add to it as I think of some more things =)
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