I do not do this blog to make money. I do not do this blog for views, or likes, or any other kind of responses. I do not do this blog to entertain anybody. I write on this blog to share my thoughts on my church, on my faith, on my ideas and things that I think are important. No politics', no porn.
If what I write seems important to you, so be it. I assure you that before I write anything here it has to rise to the level of being important to me!
There is an attractive lady at church who I enjoy talking to. She is pretty. She is single. She shows some interest in me. But she has a bad habit of criticizing me. Especially if I tell her something, and then change my mind. Women aren't the only ones who change their minds.
This is one reason why I will never marry again. I have worked hard to adjust to single living. I enjoy talking to sisters at church. But I do not enjoy being called on the carpet over unimportant things.
I am not one to speak out about things like this that bother me. I will not talk to her for a short time. Then we will talk again.
God is moving, by His Spirit, moving oer all the Earth. Signs and wonders, where God moveth, move oh Lord in me. Let Him breathe on me, let Him breathe on me. Let the breath of God now breathe on Me.
We don't sing songs like this anymore. We sing songs about how much we love the Lord and about how God makes me feel. Revival is not an emotional outburst. It is a move of the Holy Spirit that is visible and measurable. It is God at work in the church that filters out into society. It involves speaking in tongues, divine healing, and a significant number of people saved.
Our preacher keeps talking about a great end times revival. We will know it's happening when we see the tangible results. There is not a building built by men that can contain a move of God.
I believe it is time for God to act and it is time for people to expect.
I surrender all is my new song. We do not sing it here in church. But I often sing it at home.
Brother Ernie is a good man. Not my style of music or preaching. But still, a real man of God.
One more night of revival. At least revival gives me opportunity to pray and to serve.
I am grateful for those who shepherd our flock here.
I miss pastor Mitchell. How he would stand at the main entrance to greet everyone. How he made himself available. How he would go around the building greeting those who arrived while we were praying.
God is good, all the time.
Last month 3497 views on my blog. This month so far it's 4283 views. But, zero followers and zero comments, and only a few actual readers. So the numbers don't mean anything. If you look or do not look it won't change my focus. I use this blog as a journal. I have done this for years. So look or read if you want. I really do not care.
Someone has said that money is you in a spendable form. When we trade our lives for a salary or for wages we are changing ourselves into money. Thus, when we think about the things that we spend money on, it is easy to see why we become so attached to our stuff. We put value on material things far over what those same things are actually worth. We buy things with sentiment or memories attached to them. The problem arises when we can no longer take care of our own things whether through death or downsizing.
Once we can no longer take care of our own stuff it falls on someone else to take care of it for us. This is a heavy burden of responsibility. They have to balance their love for the person with the need to get rid of their stuff for them. Here are some thoughts on what happens to your stuff once you can no longer decide for yourself what happens to it all.
1. Our stuff does not hold it's value. You will never sell it now for what you paid for it then. In spite of what they tell you, your stuff is not worth as much as you think.
2. Your stuff is you. It's tells the story of your life. It commemorates your achievements. It means a lot to you, but it means nothing to others. No one wants your stuff.
3. Your stuff holds great sentimental value to you. It holds no sentimental value to others. Stuff that was important to you means nothing to your family. It's your stuff.
4. The accumulation of things throughout your entire lifetime becomes someone else's responsibility once you are no longer involved. It takes your loved ones a lot of mental and emotional strength to deal with the stuff you leave behind.
5. Decluttering is easiest when you decide what to do with it. You do not have to live in an empty, sterile box. But you can decide what to do with your stuff better than anyone. You can make your wishes known. You can give detailed guidelines on what to keep, what to donate, and what to throw away. This gives you another chance to walk down memory lane and remember the life you lived with joy.
This is a lesson most of us learn too late to do anything about it. A failure to plan is a plan to fail.
Sunday night was much better. Being there in person is so much better than watching on You Tube. Our preacher is not my style but he told the truth.
