01.21.19 Our Superhero Swooped In!

We are not the superheros. I just remembered we had this photo and it made me smile so I’m sharing!

Monday, January 21, 2019 – You know how sometimes you have a friend that you haven’t seen in forever and you need something from them?  You contact them and being the special person they are they don’t hang up, even though it’s been forever since you talked last, and now you’re calling needing something!

Well, not only do they not hang up but they end up doing way more than you asked for.  Just cause they are that kind of person!

Our friend that just did this is John S. known by most as Chip S.  No, our Chip Chauvin was not named after him but he is the person named Chip that we got the idea from.  Chip is our son’s real name but Chip is John’s nickname.

Long, long ago before we had our sons I worked as a legal secretary for Chip at a law firm in New Orleans.  I’m not really sure how I came to work there but I remember eating a lot of Charles Chips there and him playing the guitar.  I again worked for him at a different law firm a couple of years later.  I believe it was during that time that Chip started writing a novel.  I was blessed to be the one who typed what he wrote during that time. We even went to Oak Alley Plantation one time to gather information for the novel.

We went our separate way but Chip sent us his family’s Christmas photo card each year so I got to watch his two sons grow up that way.  Maybe every five years or so we’d contact each other and then there was Facebook.  He continued to sporadically write his novel and now 40 plus years later he’s finished and it is being published!  The story line changed drastically over the years but the part I typed is still somewhere in there!  I’ve read parts of it and I think it’s great.  When it’s published and I get to read it I will be sharing about it here!

When we began communicating with the family that Dora is going to California to live with they sent us an agreement to consider that they entered into with someone else whose RV notes they took over.  We reached out to Chip to just review it.  We wound up having in depth conversations about various options he pointed out that we had with Dora.  He made important phone calls on our behalf and really helped us see much more than what we were focused on.  He listened to all our thoughts and concerns and explained so many things to us that helped us make our final decision. I’d rather not explain it all here but he once again proved why we will always be friends.  He didn’t lead us to make any specific decision, he just informed us so we could make a good decision.

He just finalized the agreement we will sign with the couple from California.  It is perfect for this unusual situation and I believe protects us and the other couple very well. Through this process I’ve felt so comforted to know that this Superhero attorney was on our side and had our best interest at heart.

Thanks Chip, from the bottom of our heart for your advice, support, guidance.  Anyone looking for an attorney superhero let me know and I’ll give you his contact information.

Ya’ll come back now, ya’ hear!

 

 

 

01.16.19 Church is Hard, by Arianna Freelen

I sat in a meeting. The discussion was heated. The conversation heavy.

Hearts were burdened. Chests were puffed. Sorrow, pain, arrogance, curiosity, humility, fear, courage, and forgiveness sat together in a single room.

As I looked around the church, I just kept thinking—

Church is hard.

Church is hard for the person walking through the doors, afraid of judgement.

Church is hard for the pastor’s family, under the microscope of an entire body.

Church is hard for the prodigal soul returning home, broken and battered by the world.

Church is hard for the girl who looks like she has it all together, but doesn’t.

Church is hard for the couple who fought the entire ride to service.

Church is hard for the single mom, surrounded by couples holding hands, and seemingly perfect families.

Church is hard for the widow and widower with no invitation to lunch after service.

Church is hard for the deacon with an estranged child.

Church is hard for the person singing worship songs, overwhelmed by the weight of the lyrics.

Church is hard for the man insecure in his role as a leader.

Church is hard for the wife who longs to be led by a righteous man.

Church is hard for the nursery volunteer who desperately longs for a baby to love.

Church is hard for the single woman and single man, praying God brings them a mate.

Church is hard for the teenage girl, wearing a scarlet letter, ashamed of her mistakes.

Church is hard for the sinners.

Church is hard for me.

It’s hard because on the outside it all looks shiny and perfect. Sunday best in behavior and dress.

However, underneath those layers, you find a body of imperfect people, carnal souls, selfish motives.

But, here is the beauty of church—

Church isn’t a building, mentality, or expectation.

Church is a body.

Church is a group of sinners, saved by grace, living in fellowship as saints.

Church is a body of believers bound as brothers and sisters by an eternal love.

Church is a holy ground where sinners stand as equals before the Throne of Grace.

Church is a refuge for broken hearts and a training ground for mighty warriors.

Church is a converging of confrontation and invitation. Where sin is confronted and hearts are invited to seek restoration.

Church is a lesson in faith and trust.

Church is a bearer of burdens and a giver of hope.

Church is a family. A family coming together, setting aside differences, forgetting past mistakes, rejoicing in the smallest of victories.

Church, the body, and the circle of sinners-turned-saints, is where He resides, and if we ask, He is faithful to come.

So even on the hard days at church—

The days when I am at odds with a friend, When I’ve fought with my husband because we’re late once again. When I’ve walked in bearing burdens heavier than my heart can handle, yet masking the pain with a smile on my face. When I’ve worn a scarlet letter, under the microscope. When I’ve longed for a baby to hold, or fought tears as the lyrics were sung. When I’ve walked back in, afraid and broken, after walking away.

I’ll remember, He has never failed to meet me there.

Church is a body, a family, a place to love God and love others through our struggles!

I love MY church!!

 

01.14.19 The reality of Christ’s life

A new year is here and Christmas is behind us.  But the reality of Christ’s life should never be put behind us.  It should be in front of us every day of our lives.

The following is an excerpt from the narration of our church’s Christmas musical in 2018.  I’ve heard it before and hearing it again this year awakened a deep longing to share these words with others.

“Born in an obscure village, He was the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village, where He lived in poverty, was reared in obscurity, and worked in a carpentry shop until He was thirty.

Then for three years, He was an itinerant preacher. He never wrote a book. He never had a family… or owned a house… or held public office. He didn’t go to college. He never visited a big city. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place He was born.

He did none of the things one usually associates with greatness. He had no credentials but Himself. In birth, He startled a king, in boyhood He puzzled the wise, in manhood He ruled the forces of nature.

He was only thirty-three when the tide of public opinion turned against Him. His friends ran away. He was turned over to His enemies and went through the mockery of a trial. He was executed by the State by being nailed to a cross between two thieves.

While He was dying, His executioners gambled for his clothing, the only property He owned on earth. When He was dead, He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.

Great men have come and gone. He lives on. Herod could not kill Him, Satan could not seduce Him, death could not destroy Him and the grave could not hold Him.

All this happened over twenty centuries ago, yet today He is the central figure of the human race and the leader of mankind’s progress. Now, it is no exaggeration to say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that ever sailed, all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man on this earth as much as that one solitary life.”

Ya’ll come back now, ya’ hear!

12.31.18 Reflections on God’s Blessings 2018

Monday, December 31,2018 – This year’s Reflections on God’s Blessings is a bit different. We did not travel any in 2018 so there is nothing to share in that aspect of our lives. My brain no longer has the ability to do all the things I use to in creating this post. Regardless of that I hope to cover all I can since we’ve had some fun, interesting and a couple of life changing events in 2018.  This year this summary is mostly just a way to help me remember the past year but you are welcome to check it out!.

In January of 2018 we had six inches of snow at our home in Amite, Louisiana.

In February 2018 we discovered that the plumbing pipe from the house to the septic tank was not the quality we asked for when the house was being built.  That has caused problems for our renters in the past so Roy dug up all of the old not good quality pipe and put down some high quality pipe. This photo shows both pipes.

We planted several vegetable plants along the fence line. Pretty much none of them did anything.  We learned a lot of lessons and decided to plant a real garden later in the year  

We went to Hammond’s Mardi Gras parade.  It was beautiful and lots of fun!

Chip and I chaperoned Madisyn’s school field trip to Liuzza Farm and enjoyed picking strawberries.

In March 2018 Madisyn had her 9th birthday party and Kallie had her 17th birthday party!

Chip’s family attended the Metairie Saint Patrick’s Day parade with us. Madisyn was loaded down with all the loot she caught!

This is all the food we caught! Yes you catch food in our St. Patrick’s day parade. Carrots, cabbage, lemons, potatoes, bananas, onions and garlic!

I made homemade Easter candies for our grandchildren. I didn’t make the Peeps but everything else I made!

In April 2018 I found a new style of rock painting and really love doing these!

Roy’s cataract surgery done last year did not turn out right and his vision is worse.  We got second opinions from two different doctors to determine what is wrong,  It was determined that Roy needs to get a good pair of glasses to see if that will correct what is off.  The original doctor gave us the additional money we paid to have a multi focal lens put in.  Roy would not go get glasses but after the first of the year I think he just might!!

Roy, Madisyn, Misty and myself went to see Kaylon Willoughby in Ponchatoula High School’s production of Steel Magnolias.

We went to our youngest grandchild’s house for her birthday and loved playing with the little ones.

Madisyn and her best bud Olivia came to visit for a couple of days.

The beginnings of my rock village.  Lots more were added to it after this!

In May 2018 we enjoyed going to our church’s Family Day picnic!

Roy and I worked many days and weeks putting together this Dora Instruction Manual to help our renters when they are on the road. 

We went to our oldest son’s two oldest daughters dance recital.

We also went to our only grandson’s baseball game and end of season event.

A big life changing decision was made in May 2018. The last year of travel was 2017.  It got very difficult for me to make the plans of what to see and where to stay. I had several meltdowns because of that and around April and May we decided we weren’t going to travel any longer.  We also decided we wanted to move into the house we were renting.

The Fleur de Lis in our floor inside the front door.

All the furniture in our motor home is built in so we basically had no furniture and very little else to move into the house when we moved out of the motor home. Chip and Misty let us use some of their used furniture until we could slowly purchase new and used furniture, etc. throughout the year.

 

In June 2018 I started painting a medium size rock for each of our renters to help them remember their adventure with Dora.  They all loved them!

I love spreading God’s word and His love through my painted rocks.  I’ve started taking medium sized ones and writing a scripture on them and hiding them!

Roy and I became Louisiana citizens again and got our Louisiana Drivers License here.  Dora and Boots also became Louisiana residents and got new Louisiana license plates. We were able to register to vote in Louisiana while we were here! South Dakota was good to us but Louisiana is home!

Our church had it’s first Senior Adults luncheon which we attended.  It was wonderful and there was a lot of us!We learned that many people rent out their RVs.  We had never heard of that. After moving everything out of Dora we outfitted her with lots of goodies to make it easier for those who we hoped might rent her!

Our first rental booking happened almost immediately.  Unfortunately it resulted in Dora being involved in an accident. What a great way to start out  This is part of the big scratch that went down the passenger side, along with the awning being torn off.

From June to December 2018 we had a total of 10 rentals from the longest of 16 days to the shortest of 3 days.  A few LSU and racing tailgating rentals. One rental went all the way up the east coast to Maine and back to Louisiana by way of Texas.  Another went to the northwest and back.  A few to the central part of our beautiful country.

Dora made four trips to Dixie RV between rentals to have the accident damage repaired.

During that same time period we made our first attempt in years at growing a garden. Roy dug all of the grass up where the garden would go in the back yard and where we would transplant our 8 blueberry bushes to next to the house.  He replanted the grass in an area that didn’t have much grass.  This along was a huge project.

I started all of the vegetables from seed a couple of weeks before the garden was ready.  The only vegetable bought as a plant was our Big Boy tomatoes.

Roy then created the frame for my vegetable garden. We added mulch, fertilizer and moss and tilled all that into the soil. We grew radishes, tomatoes, cucumbers, green onions, okra, bell peppers, broccoli, cauliflower and brussell sprouts,

We had freezing weather early in the year so a lot of the garden’s crops were picked early.  Good thing because the cucumbers, tomatoes and okra were pitiful looking after the freeze.The photo below was the cucumber vines a week before the freeze.

This is the cucumber vine after the freeze.

The vegetables we picked early included a lot of cucumbers which I pickled.  Yes I pickled something! They are really tasty!

In July of 2018  The work to repair Dora’s damage to the exterior wall  from the first rental’s accident was completed!I had partial knee replacement surgery done by Dr. Peter Blessey.  The surgery went great and the recovery was smooth.

In August 2018 the specific drone that Roy wanted to buy, DJI Mavic Pro 2, finally was available to purchase.  Roy ordered his right away and here it is below.    

Zelda, the drone flying in the sky.

Roy can take photos and videos from Zelda and he watches what she sees when she travels from this iPad

We planted two grape vines that crawled up and over this lattice arbor.  Didn’t make grapes this year but we’re hopeful for next year!

One of our favorite things to do since we moved into the house was watching the hummingbirds play while we drank our morning coffee on the front porch.

In September of 2018 both our son’s families took me out for my birthday.  We ate at our always favorite La Caretta with our oldest son’s family. With Chip’s family we ate at a new restaurant in Amite, Boot Hill. Both meals were amazing!

We were invited to Madisyn’s new school’s family dance.

In October 2018 we attended the Hammond Northshore Regional Airshow

The ladies at our church, plus my daughter in law Misty, got together to paint crosses and angels on canvas.  Lots of fun!

In November 2018 my son Chip bought me 63 pounds of river rocks for painting.  I got to pick out all of the rocks myself.

We had Thanksgiving with our sons and their family at our house. So much to be thankful for this year!

In December 2018

Christmas dinner with our sons and their family was at Chip and Misty’s home. What a blessing it is to be able to be with all of our immediate family at Christmas time!

Madisyn came home with us and spent a couple of days.  We made homemade apple pie and something new called Christmas crack!

These were some of my Christmas rocks with Santa on the front and on the back a message about Jesus Christ.

The accident on the first rental followed by many mechanical problems everything seemed to snowball.  Because of that, the stress of negotiating, explaining and general communicating with potential renters (at least 50 potential renters) before, during and after the rental, the huge amounts of money we had to put out to fix things while the renters were on the road, all the deep cleaning of Dora after every rental, Roy constantly fixing things on Dora, washing sheets, towels became too much.  We made the decision to stop renting before we got more in debt fixing things.  Our last rental was in mid December to a great group from state of Washington who flew here to travel along the coast.

 

We are spending New Years Eve at home snuggled up watching a movie.  Can’t think of a better way to ring in the new year.  We’ll be asleep before midnight and will sleep as late as we want on the first day of the new year.  We can do that as retired old folks and we love it!!

Links to our Reflections on God’s Blessings for 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013, and 2012 are below.

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2015

2014

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2012

Happy New Year everyone from Roy and Rosalyn Chauvin!
We are looking forward to all that God has in store for us in 2018!

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12.28.18 When God Created Woman

When God created woman he was working late on the 6th day…….
An angel came by and asked. “Why spend so much time on her?”
The lord answered. “Have you seen all the specifications I have to meet to shape her?
She must function in all kinds of situations,
She must be able to embrace several kids at the same time,
Have a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart,
She must do all this with only two hands,
She cures herself when sick and can work 18 hours a day.”
THE ANGEL was impressed “Just two hands…..impossible! And this is the standard model?”
The Angel came closer and touched the woman
“But you have made her so soft, Lord.”
“She is soft,” said the Lord,
“But I have made her strong. You can’t imagine what she can endure and overcome.”
“Can she think?” The Angel asked…
The Lord answered. “Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate.”
The Angel touched her cheeks….
“Lord, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her.”
“She is not leaking…it is a tear” The Lord corrected the Angel…
“What’s it for?” asked the Angel.
The Lord said, “Tears are her way of expressing her grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, her suffering and her pride.”
This made a big impression on the Angel,
“Lord, you are a genius. You thought of everything.
A woman is indeed marvelous.”
The Lord said, “Indeed she is.
She has strength that amazes a man.
She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens.
She holds happiness, love and opinions.
She smiles when she feels like screaming.
She sings when she feels like crying, cries when happy and laughs when afraid.
She fights for what she believes in.
Her love is unconditional.
Her heart is broken when a next-of-kin or a friend dies but she finds strength to get on with life.”
The Angel asked: “So she is a perfect being?”
The Lord replied: “No. She has just one drawback
She often forgets what she is worth.”

To all the beautiful women I’ve known in my life!  May God Bless You All!

12.24.18 Cajun Night Before Christmas, by Trosclair

CAJUN NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
by Trosclair, illustrated by James Rice and narrated by Tommy Joe Breaux

Click the picture below to hear this most wonderful Cajun Night Before Christmas!

Artist James Rice spent much of 1973 trying to find someone to publish his children’s illustrations. In that year, the Bergeron Plymouth company of New Orleans released an original Christmas advertisement: a Cajun take on Clement Moore’s popular Christmas poem “A Visit from St. Nicholas,” but what was special about this was it’s South Louisiana dialect.

Pelican Publishing’s Milburn Calhoun heard the re-interpretation — penned by J.B. Kling Jr., writing as “Trosclair,” a Cajun spokesman for Bergeron Plymouth in its radio ads — and decided to get it published. He enlisted Rice to provide the colorful illustrations, including the sight of St. Nick on a skiff drawn by eight magic alligators, and “Cajun Night Before Christmas” was born.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE CAJUN CHAUVIN FAMILY!

12.25.18 Wacky Wonderful Christmas – Happy Birthday Jesus

FROM THE CHAUVIN FAMILY TO YOUR FAMILY, A MOST MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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THE GREATEST MAN IN HISTORY IS JESUS.

He had no servants, yet they called him Master.

He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher.

He had no medicines, yet they called him Healer.

He had no army, yet they feared Him.

He won no military battles, yet he conquered the World.

He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him.

He was buried in a tomb, yet He Lives Today!

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BORN UNTO US! by Eberhard Arnold

For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord (Luke 2:11) .

There is no event in the history of salvation that so expressly calls forth joy as does the experience of Christmas. Into the world of fear and worry, right into the midst of all our troubles, comes the proclamation of great joy, “Today a Savior has been born to you!

The coming of the deliverer among people who groan under their need in loneliness and death must truly be a source of abundant joy. One is born who brings us the greatest thing of all: fellowship with the living God! Here is One who through his life and death brings God to all those who are willing to accept him.

Christ’s birth was a prelude to his death. The lowliness of his birth, the immediate persecution by Herod, and the terrible massacre at Bethlehem – these are the signs over the manger signifying the life that awaited him; they are the sign of the cross. But they are also the sign that the broken bond between us and God will be restored.

The angel does not merely say that Christ is born; he says, “for you,” for you he is born. He does not say, “I bring news of great joy”; he says, “to you, I bring news of great joy.”

This brings us great joy! Here is someone who will sacrifice everything in order to free us and redeem us. This little child is our Savior because he is born to redeem us from our sins. His life and death, the action of his spirit, proves that he is the Son of the living God. This is the gospel: what was promised through the prophets is the Son who in the flesh is born of the seed of David and whose power is proven as Son in the Spirit.

This living, risen Son can only be known by faith. “The real, blessed faith that God’s word and work demands,” Martin Luther says, “is the firm faith that Christ is born for you and that his birth is yours, that it took place for your sake; for the gospel teaches that Christ was born for our sake and that he died and suffered all things for our sake. The angel does not merely say that Christ is born; he says, ‘for you,’ for you he is born. He does not say, ‘I bring news of great joy’; he says, ‘to you, I bring news of great joy.’”

The birth of Jesus took place under the sign of light. If we want to become united with the One who was born, we will give ourselves wholly to him – with all our sins! For, as Luther reminds us in the old words of the mystic Angelus Silesius, “Were Christ born a thousand times in Bethlehem and not in you, you would still be eternally lost.”

For Luther the Redeemer is identified with the sinner. “See, Christ takes our birth from us to himself and immerses it in his birth and gives us his, so that in it we might become pure and new, as if it were our own. Thus every Christian may rejoice and glory in this birth, as if he, like Christ, were born of Mary.” Therefore, Christ must become ours and we his. To us a child is born, to us a son is given. Born to us, to us, to us!

 

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HONORING OUR CAJUN LOUISIANA CHRISTMAS!  NOTMC_25105-1

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Whether or not the following inspirational short Christmas story is true, it’s a wonderfully inspiring story for people of any faith. In this season of love, may we all remember the beautiful love of a small child. Have a meaningful and love-filled Christmas season and New Year ahead. May your days be filled with love, joy, growth, and inspiration.

The Gold Wrapping Paper – An Inspirational Short Christmas Story
Written by Fred Burks

Once upon a time, there was a man who worked very hard just to keep food on the table for his family. This particular year a few days before Christmas, he punished his little five-year-old daughter after learning that she had used up the family’s only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.

As money was tight, he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve he saw that the child had used all of the expensive gold paper to decorate one shoebox she had put under the Christmas tree. He also was concerned about where she had gotten money to buy what was in the shoebox.

Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, “This is for you, Daddy!”

As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, now regretting how he had punished her.

But when he opened the shoebox, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. “Don’t you know, young lady,” he said harshly, “when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside the package!”

The little girl looked up at him with sad tears rolling from her eyes and whispered: “Daddy, it’s not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full.”

The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.

An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. It is told that the father kept this little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. Whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems, he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us has been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

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WALNUTS AND POPCORN: PRIORITIES DURING THIS CHRISTMAS SEASON,
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Walnuts and Popcorn: Priorities During This Christmas Season

While I was growing up, every Christmas Eve, my parents would bring out the walnuts and popcorn jar. At that time, I didn’t quite understand the meaning behind this activity, but now I completely get it. I appreciate my parents for showing us the true meaning of this time of year, but I think it can be for the entire year.

You see, it was a simple glass jar full of popcorn and walnuts. They would bring out the jar and a big bowl. My dad would empty the jar into the bowl and start talking to us about Christmas. He started to talk about all of the things that we do at Christmas time. We would talk about things like buying gifts, going caroling, eating candy canes, and seeing Christmas lights. He would fill up the jar with the popcorn. Then he would lead our conversation to the more important things about Christmas: Jesus coming to earth, being with family, and reading the Bible story about Christmas. He would put in a walnut for each important thing about Christmas. To our surprise, they wouldn’t fit in the jar. Impossible! We just saw them all in the jar just a minute ago!

He would then go about telling us that when we fill up our time with the unimportant things first, we don’t have time for the most important things. Then he would empty the jar again. He would then start filling the jar with the walnuts first…the important things…then he would pour the popcorn over it and it all fit! When we remember and do what is important first, then there will still be time for the other things. Not that the unimportant things are bad, they aren’t! They just have their place and we need to remember that.

Matthew 6:33 says “But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.

Keep Christ first and all else will follow.

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THIS WEEK’S FIVE FAVORITE PHOTOS

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Reach out to someone in need this week!

Let others see Jesus in you this week!

Be His light in the darkness this week!

Have a Blessed Week!

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12.16.18 A quiet thought for this Sunday, by Rev. Bob Adams

Related imageA quiet thought for this Sunday, December 16th, by Rev. Bob Adams

Rescuing a climber trapped on the face of a towering cliff. Descending to a diver in trouble on the floor of the ocean. Digging out a child covered in the rubble of an earthquake. Stories of heroic rescues rivet our attention for, deep in our souls, all of us sense we are trapped and helpless, caught in the chaos around us and the rubble inside us.

Christmas is the ultimate rescue.

We were caught in the grip of unbreakable darkness with no power to bring ourselves to the light. But God, right on time, came to our rescue! He did the unbelievable, the unthinkable. He sent Himself in the form of His Son out of the glory of heaven and into the pit of our darkness. Through His own death and resurrection the Son tore a gaping, forever hole in the darkness, vaporized the darkness with the light of His glory. He then invited us to fall into His arms and allow Him to carry us through that great opening in the darkness into life and light in the Father’s love and presence.

This is the true Christmas story.

Let us worship with joy and reverence.

Thank you Bro. Bob for all the time you spent with us at Trinity preparing us for our new pastor. Your genuine Christian love and guidance is very much appreciated.  Merry CHRISTmas to you and Ms. Janice!

12.11.18 FRIENDS, by Michael J. Smith

Tuesday, December 11, 2018 – A few years ago a young girl at our church sang this song titled FRIENDS.  It was the first time I heard it and somehow I know she sang it because a friend of hers moved away.  I do not remember who she is but the song meant something to me when I heard her sing it and today when I saw Michael J. Smith sing it in this video I felt I should share it.

Here’s the song and the lyrics in case you want to sing along.  The words that speak to me the most are: “And friends are friends forever, If the Lord’s the Lord of them.”  My Christian friends will truly be friends forever even in to eternity where we will live in Heaven together with our Lord.  I am thankful I have that reassurance.  I hope you do as well. If you don’t our Lord is just a prayer away!

 

“FRIENDS” LYRICS
Packing up the dreams God planted
In the fertile soil of you
Can’t believe the hopes He’s granted
Means a chapter in your life is through
But we’ll keep you close as always
It won’t even seem you’ve gone
‘Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord’s the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
‘Cause the welcome will not end
Though it’s hard to let you go
In the Father’s hands we know
That a lifetime’s not too long
To live as friends
With the faith and love God’s given
Springing from the hope we know
We will pray the joy you’ll live in
Is the strength that now you show
But we’ll keep you close as always
It won’t even seem you’ve gone
‘Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord’s the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
‘Cause the welcome will not end
Though it’s hard to let you go
In the Father’s hands we know
That a lifetime’s not too long
To live as friends
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord’s the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
‘Cause the welcome will not end
Though it’s hard to let you go
In the Father’s hands we know
That a lifetime’s not too long
To live as friends
No, a lifetime’s not too long
To live as friends
Songwriters: Majid Hasan / Sean L. Foote / Barry Eugene White / Robert Taylor / Mary J. Blige / Tom Brock
Friends lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group, Capitol Christian Music Group
Ya’ll come back now, ya’ hear!
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