I ran across this the other day and it helped me understand and reflect on “My Identity in Christ” listing many of the ways we can see how we are a new creation of His making as we go through the ABCs of His guidance for us. I did not write this but I am sharing it as I think it is so much worth the share. Hope you enjoy and realize how you too are blessed with the same love and guidance given by Him to you.
Accepted in His beloved grace
Blessed with all spiritual blessings
Chosen in Him before the world’s foundation
Delivered from the powers of darkness
Elevated to heavenly places
Forgiven from all my sin
Healed by Jesus’ stripes
Justified by faith
Kept by the power of God
More than a conqueror
Overcoming the world through faith
Predestined to Sonship
Quickened together in Christ
Redeemed from the curses of the law
Sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise
To His praise
Unto His glory
Victorious through Him
Washed from my sin through His own blood
X“Crucified” with Christ
Yoked together with other believers
Zealous to do good works
And as I remind myself and anyone else, remember to be kind. Kindness is a gift to be shared and spread thick wherever you go.
In the United States, November is the month for Thanksgiving, a time to be thankful for the blessing you have received throughout the year. It started with thanks for the harvest and shared with the American Indians who taught the new comers how to plant foods for survival in a new land.
Today, those who can, celebrate with family being thankful for each other usually surrounded by a meal. There are many around the world who have very little but still manage to be thankful for what they have. On Facebook, there is a daily challenge to post what you are thankful for and I thought it would be nice to do a weekly challenge to post all the things we are thankful for, in any way you like to share. If you want to share, ping back here so that we can all share in your thankfulness and add Thankful in your title to reflect the season. I will post this each Sunday through the end of the month. Enjoy.
Nov 1 – I am thankful for God allowing me to be part of His Kingdom.
Nov 2 – I am thankful for living in a country that allows me to do and be anything I want.
Nov 3 – I am thankful for being able to have wonderful memories of my childhood.
Nov 4 – I am thankful for Sundays and the freedom to be able to worship my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ without persecution.
Time is getting short, I only have 2 weeks left to get ready for Christmas. What? Its not even Halloween yet. True. But I have to have the yard fully ready for winter, the front door cleaned and painted from Mimi’s scratching this summer(it’s how she knocks), get the house fully cleaned inside and everything in its place so that I can decorate for Christmas and be completely ready by end of day November 8th. November the 9th is RF day. RF day is surgery on the right foot, like the surgery in August on the left foot which means no walking at all for 3 weeks and very limited walking after that for another month. I am not missing out on Christmas so we decorate early. I have no problem with that.
Accomplished so far is the yard is clean. Landscape people are coming on Tuesday to rebuild the back steps and to replace the rotting railroad timbers with large boulders. I have also finished painting the front door. It looks better gray than white and maybe it will hide Mimi’s “knocking” better.
But I still have the 7′ tree for the living room, the 7′ tree for the front bedroom, the 4′ tree and village(20+ pieces) for the dining room table, the two foot tree for the kitchen and master bath and then there are the 5 different nativity sets that need to go up, one set having candles along with countless “stuff” that sits everywhere. Yes, I have a fanatic love for Christmas, what it means and decorating for it. Oh, and I forgot the 4′ stuffed Santa that I won when I was 12. Here is a picture of him last year trying to hang lights on the tree. He is so clumsy and gets tangled every year in lights. But he loves to look at the tree.
Debbie Smyth’sSix Word Saturday reminded me just how short a time I have left to get it all done. But when it all gets done I will post pictures….lots and lots of pictures. Oh and I didn’t mention downstairs. My daughter lives down stairs and she is just as bad as I am. We set aside one day a year, the off day for Ga. football, to do ornament shopping. We like to buy 1 new and interesting ornament every year….1…what am I saying? But its our fun tradition each year and we have a blast.
And in closing, I remind myself and others, it’s beginning to be that joyful time of year. We need to make it last longer than just this time of year. Spread joy and kindness wherever you go.
Colloquialism is described in Webster’s as a word or phrase that is not formal or literary and is typically used in ordinary or familiar conversations. That even sounds complicated.
I am from the south, the true south of the United States of America. And by true south, as explained only by someone from the true south, that means east of the Mississippi River and below the Mason-Dixon Line. While some people feel that part of the country can be more gentile, they can also be more scrappy than most.
As I have lived in other parts of the country, my southernisms have been known to turn a head or two. Most people just look at you like a deer in headlights. All southernisms are local terms or phrases we use in the south that we all understand what they mean. Proper name for them is colloquialism, a $5 word. A $5 word is big word, a hard to pronounce word, a dictionary looking up word or a very proper word nobody really uses. One of the most famous southernism we get teased about is a phrase we use that means we are getting ready to do something. That phrase is “fixin to” ex. I am fixin to get dressed. I am fixin to cook up a mess of beans. That means I am going to cook a large pot of beans. There is even a certified dictionary for southernisms but I have read some of those and some of those are ridiculousness that somebody just made of to make us look even more silly.
Linda G Hill with Streams of Consciousness gave us the prompt for this week of “bone”. My first thought was fighting words – huh? When someone ticked you off but yet they were not present, the next time you saw them you would yell across the room “Hey, I gotta bone to pick with you“. Then they knew they were in trouble with a capital T. That phrase may be used lots of places but I know the south does use it frequently. In doing research on the phrase, they linked it to bone of contention going back as far as the 1500 with the idea of two dogs fighting over the same tasty bone.
I gave Mimi and knuckle bone I got from a local butcher and she turned her nose up at it. Guess she is too sophisticated for the real thing and prefers her “chicken bone”.
Who am I to judge? She is happy, I am happy. Its all good.
And in closing, I remind myself and others to always be kind. You never know when that stranger may be an angel in disguise.
You know it is a sad thing when a website is dedicated to the way people dress while shopping in their store and that store is Walmart. I shop at Walmart and I don’t dress crazy or am disrespectful to other people eyes. If I don’t want to see it, surly I don’t want you to either. But that is not what this is about.
This goes along with the saying that God doesn’t give you situations you cant handle, you made need His help but you still can stand.
Those of you who have been following me for a bit (only been around for 4 months) know that I just recently had foot surgery. A couple of weeks ago I just needed to get out from being cooped up for 7 weeks so I went with my daughter to Walmart for the weekly grocery shopping. I got one of the electric buggies as there was no way I could manage the distance of the floor space of that store.
When going down the spice aisle, I got out of the buggy momentarily to review the spices as they were at a higher level than cart sitting position. While studying the shelf I was all of a sudden run totally over by a 4 year old running loose on the store. Fortunately I was knocked into the shelf that caught my fall. I reached down to pick up my cane just as his mom rounded the corner yell at me for knocking down her son with a lot of language I will not share here. During the woman’s tirade I felt my daughter hand close tightly over my hand that had a death grip on the cane. Still lost for words at the situation, I looked at my daughter and she said very calmly one word- “Breathe”. And I did as my brain wanted to hit this woman with the cane. As much as I try to always sign off with being kind, this was one of those times I thought…umm NO. My daughter knew my boiling point had been reached and she also knew I was good at swinging a baseball bat and a cane would be easy-peasy. Sometimes it takes others to help us get back in focus, so I just stared at the woman as she and her out of control child cleared the end of the aisle.
The humor came about 15 minutes later and 3 aisles further down when a loud crash was heard throughout the store. As we neared the area guess who we saw? The little boy was in a buggy being watched by a store clerk while mom and store manager cleaned up multiple packages of dried soup mixes scattered on the floor from a display that now lay destroyed on the end of an aisle.
As I rode by the scene, I made eye contact with the mom. I raised only one eyebrow and nodded as I scooted slowly by in my electric cart. Oh how I wish I had a horn to go beep beep as I passed by.
Sometimes when someone sprays you with lemon juice, your the one that gets the refreshing glass of lemonade.
Even though life slaps you in the face, try to remember to be kind, even when it is not deserved. You may get blessed with a chuckle before it is all over.