While gearing up for my morning walk, I asked the Lord for a topic for Christmas. As I walked around the lake, I started doing what I normally do…talk to the Lord or sing. Since it’s the Christmas season, I started singing Christmas carols.
Away in a manger
no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus
laid down His sweet head
The stars in the sky
looked down where He lay
the little Lord Jesus
asleep on the hay
We can learn a lot from the Peanuts gang. During the holidays, if we aren’t careful, we set unrealistic expectations which may leave us overwhelmed and depressed. And like Charlie Brown, we find ourselves sighing his catchphrase—good grief. But towards the end of the movie, Marcie explains what Thanksgiving means to her.
Read MoreWhile going through some of my Father’s old papers, I ran across a receipt book with carbon copies. With all the new technology today, these receipts represent a thing of the past. Back in the day when writing a receipt for someone, you took two blank receipts and placed a piece of carbon paper between them. The carbon captured whatever you wrote on the top receipt and copied it onto the second one. The second one resulted in some flaws (different color, slight misalignment), but it represented a good image of the original. I smiled and thought of how my sister and I ended up a carbon copy of our dad.
Read MoreOn Sunday, February, 8th, I made the usual call to my mother in Columbia, S.C. to chat. My sister, Debbie answered the phone.
“Hey, Sis…how’s it going…I called to speak to Mama.”
“Pat, Mama is still feeling a little weak and not up to talking. Even though she is not in any pain, I am going to take her to the doctor tomorrow to get her checked out.”
“I agree. I talked to her Thursday when she said she felt weak, and wanted her to get checked up, but she refused…. I will call back tomorrow to check on her.”
We chatted for a bit, then hung up. Early Monday evening, I received a call from Debbie.
The culture may scream of everyone’s rights, but God rules no matter how loud the voice.
Each one must choose to do right or wrong,
The cross invokes a choice…
Valentine’s Day looms just around the corner causing many to feel lonely, unloved, or experiencing broken hearts. Maybe because year after year, they still lack a significant other to celebrate with or exchange all the valentine paraphernalia. Maybe they live in torn, abusive, or unlovable relationships that make this special day unbearable. Maybe this day brings memories of a love one gone home causing their hearts to break.
Whatever the situation, a well-known song by Tina Turner posed the question that many ask when hearts get broken. “What’s Love Got to do with it?”
