Happy Palm Sunday as we head toward coming to the other side of the Cross on Easter. Thankful that I’m on this side of the Cross and aware of why Jesus came and to die for us.
The Lepers had a serious, painful desease. How grateful they must have been for the relief of healing even if they didn’t voice it. How much better to have said thank you, and be appreciative. We should be mindful of the large and the small things in life that we are grateful for. Most come from Jesus even when we may not realize it. Others may come from family or friends. Be grateful of their kindness, and say thank you. They do kind things because they love you same as Jesus does.
Thankful for God’s son who came, who died on the cross for me. Amazing thought.
Happy Friday, and Just Breathe and have an Enjoyable week-end.
Ye have not Chosen me, but I have Chosen you.
I Am Chosen I Am Forgiven I Am Created in God’s Image ~
to me that statement means not physical attributes, but created in his Image.
And the Image that I perceive of God is not nationality, or whether he has long hair, short hair, tall/thin, blonde, brunette.
Actually, I perceive him as a non-distinct Spirit that surrounds with loving kindness…and one who loves and only wants the best for his children
Others may see him differently, but no matter how you perceive God, just know that you are Chosen and you are Loved. And the only requirement that was left with us was to
‘Love One Another as I have Loved you’
And what wisdom that is because LOVE covers all ills.
Thanks for stopping by, and have a great week-end,
Wondering the story of Santa Claus: Here’s one version I found.
From St. Nicholas to Santa
How did this St. Nicholas become a North Pole-dwelling bringer of Christmas gifts? The original saint was a Greek born 280 years after Christ who became bishop of Myra, a small Roman town in modern Turkey. Nicholas was neither fat nor jolly but developed a reputation as a fiery, wiry, and defiant defender of church doctrine during the “Great Persecution,” when Bibles were put to the torch and priests made to renounce Christianity or face execution.
Nicholas defied these edicts and spent years in prison before Constantine brought Christianity to prominence in his empire. Nicholas’s fame lived long after his death (on December 6 of some unknown year in the mid-fourth century) because he was associated with many miracles, and reverence for him continues to this day independent of his Santa Claus connection.
Nicholas rose to prominence among the saints because he was the patron of so many groups, ranging from sailors to entire nations. By about 1200, explained University of Manitoba historian Gerry Bowler, author of Santa Claus: A Biography, he became known as a patron of children and magical gift bringer because of two great stories from his life.
In the better-known tale, three young girls are saved from a life of prostitution when young Bishop Nicholas secretly delivers three bags of gold to their indebted father, which can be used for their dowries.
“The other story is not so well known now but was enormously well known in the Middle Ages,” Bowler said. Nicholas entered an inn whose keeper had just murdered three boys and pickled their dismembered bodies in basement barrels. The bishop not only sensed the crime, but resurrected the victims as well. “That’s one of the things that made him the patron saint of children.”
As we celebrate the birth of Jesus tomorrow, Christmas Day, we can also celebrate a Bishop who loved people and his Lord named for us as Santa Claus. Sure, we’ve elaborated on the whole Christmas scene, but what fun it has been over the years from childhood and continues to adulthood. I always felt that I was being truthful when I told my children that Santa Claus would be coming. He came in the back door of our house the whole time my children were growing up. Yep, he came in the back door from the garage where he collected the presents that we would place under the tree. His name was Dad. He worked, he made the money to pay for the presents, and I considered myself as his helper as I worked and contributed also to the joy our kids would know as Santa Claus. We merely took over where the original Santa Claus left off; maybe in different ways, but the wonder on a child’s face is Christmas. And, I don’t think it takes away from the birth of Jesus in any way. They’re both wonderful in their own ways, and to me, I think Santa is a gift from Jesus. One more miracle.
Wishing All A Blessed Merry Christmas, A Happy Birthday to Jesus, and Peace On Earth
And I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee: and in thee shall all families of the earth be blessed.
And thy seed shall be as the dust of the earth, and thou shalt spread abroad to the west, and to the east, and to the north, and to the south: and in thee and in they seed shall all the families of the earth be blessed.
Ephesians 3: 14-15
For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named.
Now the God of patience and consolation grant you to be like-minded one toward another according to Christ Jesus: That ye may with one mind and one mouth glorify God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. Wherefore receive ye one another, as Christ also received us to the glory of God.
For it is written, AS I LIVE, SAITH THE LORD, EVERY KNEE SHALL BOW TO ME, AND EVERY TONGUE SHALL CONFESS TO GOD.
And if some of the branches be broken off, and thou, being a wild olive tree, wert graffed in among them, and with them partakest of the root and fatness of the olive tree
The month of March reading Matthew, it’s as though I’ve been listening to Jesus talking to his disciples. Teaching them the Law, giving them power against unclean spirits, to cast them out, and to heal all manner of sickness and all manner of disease, and foretelling of things to come.
I was among the crowds (multitudes) that gathered listening to His Words in Matthew. We gathered at different cities, we followed along as Jesus taught. I was there in Matthew when he said he would die and Peter didn’t want to hear it. We followed along as they beat him and nailed him to that cross.
Sadness filled my heart, but I knew it would turn to JOY because he had said why he would go to the cross. For Me and for All.
The word that resonated to me that he said during my journey this month in Matthew:
There is Love no greater than happened on the cross and Jesus’ sacrifice for us.
Matthew 22: 36-40
Master, which is the greatest commandment in the law? Jesus said unto him, Thou salt love the Lord they God with all they heart, and with all thy soul, and with all they mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself. On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets.
Have a spirit filled Easter and celebrate with Joy and thankfulness that we are forgiven and that he is risen.
I’ve been absent and was out of commission most of March. The 10th was the day that all in my family went down with the flu. Seems though, mine lasted the longest. The cold and coughing would just not stop long after the fever of a couple of weeks subsided. My reason that it was a good time to have the flu: This year, I’ve been reading through the Bible and getting back to my religion more this year. It was just too easy to let it slip by the wayside, and I actually didn’t even realize that I had done it. And, since I had the flu all during March, what kept entering my mind was that we were heading into Easter and what Christ had done for me and all. Anyway, during the fever of that flu, what kept me going because it was the worst flu that I’d experienced in years was I kept picturing our Lord and Saviour hanging on the cross and what he must have experienced in comparison to the pain that I was feeling. It seemed a great pain until the vision of him hanging on that cross entered my mind’s eye. I could see him hanging there for three days in excruciating pain, and was he whimpering or whining like a baby like I was? I think not. No, he was experiencing it all for me and all man kind. I know that my flu was in no way even close and maybe shouldn’t be compared, but honestly, it got me through the worst of the fever, the aches, the pain, etc. I talked to him and told him how thankful I was and how sorry that as a society we sometimes just don’t get it, and he had to go to such extremes to prove his love for us, but that I was thankful. Yes, I admit, I even cried a bit when the flu just wouldn’t let go and I thought I’d had enough, and then I felt shameful for being such a baby. But when I told him I just didn’t think I could keep having the fever and no rest and that I was so tired to the point of tears, I prayed a prayer for myself. He put in my mind to try some things that didn’t need to be over the counter medicines because I felt too miserable to even try to go to a pharmacy, and I didn’t really want to call the doctor because usually, these days, they really don’t give anything for fever and colds. So, I took my tablet and looked up home remedies. One that helped me, I think, was the hot milk, turmeric, and honey and drink it. It felt great on my raw throat from the cough, and since I hadn’t eaten a thing for or almost two weeks, it felt good to be able to keep it down. Anyway, I’m on the back side of that after being sick from March 10th until the end of March. And I give the praise for Jesus Christ who died on the cross for us. I’m sharing one craft that I finished the week before I got sick. (My son and his family were coming from California for a visit starting the end of February so that my son could help the hubby do some things around our house that he just can’t get done since he’s been sick (he has emphysema). So as with how Murphy’s law can happen, we all ended up sick most of the month of March. He will be heading back to CA next week and nothing got accomplished.) They had asked if I’d make a backpack for the 2 1/2 y.o. grand-daughter, and I did get it done. I plan to make more that will be available on my selling site now that I’m feeling much better. I put her name on it, but for example purposes, I’m using my name. On hers they wanted Praise Jesus, but the straps could say anything wanted or nothing at all. It is Toddler size and I found the pattern for free at this wonderful lady’s site if anyone would want to make their own. Here’s the link http://indietutes.blogspot.ca/2009/10/toddler-backpack-pattern.html plus she has other great patterns at her Etsy shop and on Pinterest. I’d love to have to check out my shop anytime at Peabea’s Handmade ‘n Fun Finds For Sale. I’ll have some backpacks online soon, but if anyone is interested in ordering and want a special name or anything, just let me know. Thanks… Thanks for visiting, and as always would love you to just say hi so I know you came by, and I can come visit you. Peabea Hope everyone had a blessed Resurrection Day. He is Risen! 🙂
My grandson who I call grandbabykins (he’s now eight so soon I may have to abandon that, but I really think he likes it). Anyway, since he came to our house with his parents as a newborn, and was here over the years, he has one of my bedrooms that he still claims as his own even though he no longer lives here. There, he keeps a desk, crayons, markers, papers that he borrows from my printer among other things. Last week when school was out, I had him for the day. He decided to cover a box with printer paper and decorate it. I think drawings that little ones make are so cute so I decided to turn one into a Christmas card to say:
As the Birthday of Jesus is quickly approaching, hope everyone enjoys their holidays with family and/or friends and have a Blessed 2015. Seems unreal that this year is almost over already..seems it just started a few months ago.