Friday, April 26, 2013

Train up a child...


Hi..
If we show our children when they are young the right and only way of truth, as they grow older even if they go astray or wander away, they will know to find their way back!

Proverbs 22:6 "Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it."
And the only way, truth and life is our Lord Jesus Christ!
John 14:6 Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.
Be blessed,
Julia

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

" LOVE WILL FIND A WAY"~Author unknown


(A touching story for the HEART...)
 
As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.
 

The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline -- 1924. The letter had been written almost sixty years ago. It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue stationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a "Dear John" letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that the writer could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him. It was signed, Hannah.
 

It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the name Michael, that the owner could be identified. Maybe if I called information, the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope. "Operator," I began, "this is an unusual request. I'm trying to find the owner of a wallet that I found. Is there anyway you can tell me if there is a phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?"
 

She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then said, "Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can't give you the number." She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me.
 

I waited a few minutes and then she was back on the line. "I have a party who will speak with you."
 

I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name of Hannah. She gasped, "Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was 30 years ago!"

"Would you know where that family could be located now?" I asked.

"I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago," the woman said. "Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be able to track down the daughter."

She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone number for where they thought the daughter might be living. I thanked them and phoned. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home.

This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself. Why was I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only three dollars and a letter that was almost 60 years old?

Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be living and the man who answered the phone told me, "Yes, Hannah is staying with us."

Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her. "Well," he said hesitatingly, "if you want to take a chance, she might be in the day room watching television." I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home.

The night nurse and a guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah. She was a sweet, silver-haired old timer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye.

I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael." She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said Softly, "I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Sean Connery, the actor." "Yes," she continued. "Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you should find him, tell him I think of him often. And," she hesitated for a moment, almost biting her lip, "tell him I still love him. You know," she said smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, "I never did marry. I guess no one ever matched up to Michael..." I thanked Hannah and said good-bye.

I took the elevator to the first floor and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, "Was the old lady able to help you?" I told him she had given me a lead. "At least I have a last name. But I think I'll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find the owner of this wallet." I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, "Hey, wait a minute! That's Mr. Goldstein's wallet. I'd know it anywhere with that bright red lacing. He's always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at least three times."

"Who's Mr. Goldstein? " I asked as my hand began to shake. "He's one of the old timers on the 8th floor. That's Mike Goldstein's wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks." I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse's office. I told her what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed that Mr. Goldstein would be up. On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, "I think he's still in the day room. He likes to read at night. He's a darling old man."

We went to the only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet. Mr. Goldstein looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, "Oh, it is missing!"

"This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?" I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with relief and said, "Yes, that's it! It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon. I want to give you a reward."

"No, thank you, " I said. "But I have to tell you something. I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet."

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. "You read that letter?"

"Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is."

He suddenly grew pale. "Hannah? You know where she is? How is she? Is she still as pretty as she was? Please, please tell me," he begged.

"She's fine...just as pretty as when you knew her." I said softly.

The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, "Could you tell me where she is? I want to call her tomorrow." He grabbed my hand and said, "You know something, mister, I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I've always loved her."

"Mr. Goldstein," I said, "come with me." We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where Hannah was sitting alone watching the television.

The nurse walked over to her. "Hannah," she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in the doorway. "Do you know this man?" She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn't say a word.

Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, "Hannah, it's Michael. Do you remember me?"

She gasped, "Michael! I don't believe it! Michael! It's you! My Michael!" He walked slowly towards her and they embraced.

The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces. "See," I said. "See how the Good Lord works! If it's meant to be, it will be."

About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home. "Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"

It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed up to join in the celebration. Hannah wore a light beige dress and looked beautiful. Michael wore a dark blue suit and stood tall. They made me their best man.

The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple. A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Tips for an enjoyable morning....(source: Heart of the home)


Doing things joyfully and with all our heart.....


Declutter...

Declutter is to simplify or get rid of mess, disorder!
We all need to regularly declutter our homes. Sometimes our houses are piled up with so many things we hardly use, that we cannot find our valuables and things we need.
You feel you house is in a mess, disorganized and need to declutter?
You're not alone. 
In a 2008 survey, two-thirds of all respondents said their homes were at least somewhat disorganized, and 70 percent said that being better organized would improve their lives. Almost everyone agreed they could save time, up to one hour a day, by improved home organization [source: 
National Association of Professional Organizer]

Let us periodically declutter our homes..

We can get rid of junk and give things(clothes/ 

utensils/ etc) we have in excess to someone in need!

Happy decluttering!

Julia


What is abuse? by Becky


ABUSE?
I'm not trying to define abuse here. Its been done too many times already and most girls are probably told a gazillion times over what it means.
But I do want to refine the definition of abuse.
Many often believe that a girl is abused when her virginity is stolen from her or when she has been taken advantage of sexually. True.
But let me stretch this a bit further. Not many are aware that emotional abuse rates higher than sexual abuse these days among young girls.
What things qualify for emotional abuse?
* If any man (young or old, friend or relative, handsome or not) leads you to believe that he loves you when HE REALLY DOESN'T, disassociate yourself with this person.
* If any a person you are in a relationship with always demands things of you, requires you to do stuff for them and if you are doing it willing in the name of LOVE, you're in for a big surprise............its NOT LOVE!
* If any person you are in a relationship with disregards your desires, wants, wishes and has an EGO that rules the relationship, my friend, you're being abused!!!
* VERY IMPORTANT: If any person makes you believe that he loves you and leads you to sexual talk and activity very often, its time to get alert and call it quits.
* If a person that you respect, look up to or admire and love in a clean way (relatives, leaders, employers, professors) starts talking personal and intimate stuff.....its time to draw the lines and stop speaking to the person.
* If a person makes you think its your fault that he has sexually used you, that's emotional abuse of the worst degree!
I can go on with the list but the point is not to intimidate you but to make you aware.
Always remember, its never too late to talk to someone or to walk out of an emotionally abusive relationship.
Cheers!
Becky.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

False witness!



 "A man who bears false witness against his neighbor is like a club, a sword, and a sharp arrow. Proverbs 25:18
How do we react to someone who bears false witness? "
I like what someone wrote:
"If it is untrue, disregard it.
If it is unfair, do not allow it to get under your skin.
If it is misinformed, correct it.
If it is malicious, smile and be bigger than the critic.
If it is justified, learn from it."

Proverbs 16:24 "Gracious words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones."
Psalm 19:14 "Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my strength and my Redeemer."
Abba Father may our words bring healing to the wounded, hope to the hopeless, bind the broken, help to lead the lost and wandering souls to you. Let our words be seasoned with salt. Forgive us for reckless words, In Jesus Name Amen
 God's Word says in...

Proverbs 12:18 says "Reckless words pierce like a sword..!"
 Ecclesiastes 10:12 "Words from the mouth of the wise are gracious,....."
 Colossians 4:6 "Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone."
Abba Father...
Help us not to form our opinion of people from what we hear from others, for it may not always be correct because they just may be repeating what they heard others say or it may just be their opinion. 
Help us to look at others the way You see them.
Help our conversation to be full of grace, seasoned with salt.
Abba Your wounded sheep needs Your Oil to be healed not our judgmental tongue which acts as a sword to slay Your Children! Help us to see What You want us to see not what the enemy is making us to see! Abba show us the wounds of Your wounded  sheep needs healing with Your Words of love not our words with the fire of the enemy! 
In Jesus Name,
Amen


Have a blessed day....
Julia


Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Lord bless all dads.....



Lord...bless all the dads..today and always..


Fill their hearts with your love.
Miss my dad...

Monday, April 15, 2013

Children are a blessing...


Children are a gift and heritage from the Lord. It's a blessing to have them around and see them grow, study and excel. I thank God for even their fall and failures it has made them tough and strong. 
God has helped them every step of their way. 
Finally they finished their education and started working. Now they are not at home as they often used to be. 
It's a proud moment to see them stand on their own feet. It's nice to hear them say, "Now I'll pay your mobile bill', "I'll book your tickets" " I'll buy what you want." and give us pocket money..:) etc. But we sure miss them around. 
During the day I miss my daughter (who's out on her job) not being there to listen to me, pray with me, help me with my daily work.
 Miss my son (who's also out during the day on job) who's a handy man around home to fix the Computer, run errands  or pay bills. 
But I'm happy to see them where they are today.
 May God bless our kids. God bless our spouse. 
I thank God also for my husband too. 
Family is God's gift to us. 
Let's treasure every vital relationship. 
God bless you all. 
Julia


Saturday, April 13, 2013

You are the only you!



There is no one like you on planet earth..
You are the one and only one exactly like you because God Almighty created you with your unique DNA - there is no other just like YOU!
Your footsteps are ordered by the Lord Jesus Christ if you are the child of the most High God! 
He called you by name and He WILL complete the Great and Mighty Work He has Started in you because you mean a world to Him!
Thank God for creating you!
You are His handiwork!

What your husband wants~Via ~The Resolution for Women by Priscilla Shire


A thought that blessed me:
Your man wants to be your HERO... 
He wants to feel like he is WORTHWHILE to you and NEEDED by you.. 
He desires more than anything to see a look of LOVE and ADMIRATION in your eyes.. 
He wants to know that you CELEBRATE HIM, DEPEND ON HIM, feel PRIVILEGED TO BE MARRIED TO HIM and expect GREAT THINGS from him.
(After all ~ don't you want to want to see those same feeling from him regarding you?? ) 

Via ~The Resolution for Women by Priscilla Shire

Are we too busy?



The Bible says in 
Psalm 127:2, "In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat—for he grants sleep to[a] those he loves."

Sometimes we get so....busy doing the things of this world that we find we have no time for God, family and  even for ourselves!
God want's us to enjoy His presence, spend time with family and take time to rest; which helps to refresh our body and mind.
We seem to be just running around, doing things and get so caught up with our jobs and chores that we forget our priorities.... 
Satan too loves to keep us busy so that we don't do what pleases God, have no time
When satan keeps us engaged and we have no time for God and family, BUSY means...(as someone put it)
       ✿Being
        Under
          Satan's
       ✿Yoke
So let's not get too busy doing things...
 Let us slow down to enjoy spending time with God, reading His Word, spend time with family and take time for ourselves too!
How many of us fail to eat our meals on time because we are too busy?
Our body is affected by our busy life style and we are faced with a lot of health issues.
It's time to stop and rest!
May God's presence refresh your body, mind and heart and make life worth living!
Deuteronomy 33:12 About Benjamin he said: "Let the beloved of the LORD rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the LORD loves rests between his shoulders."
God Bless you,
YSIC,
julia

Monday, April 8, 2013

God sees your worth...

We are not on earth to win any popularity show, but to live a life that pleases our Heavenly Father.
We are not on earth to lead people to us but to lead people to the One who died to save us...
We may go unnoticed by people around us and those who pass by us but God never takes His eye off us.
We may be looked down as worthless, scarred, broken and useless people but God  sees the beautiful, worthy vessel we are, when we are in His hands.
All that matters is what He thinks about us!
May we decrease and He increase in us!
Have a blessed week...
Julia



Monday, April 1, 2013

God's plan...is always good for His children!


God's plans are good for me and all His children!


The enemy has only one agenda, to steal, kill, destroy, divide, mess up and his plans are evil.
But God came to give us abundant life, cleanse, heal, restore, build and set right all the enemy messed up!
Praise be to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!
Have a blessed day!
Julia
John 10:10 The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.