I woke up at 430 this morning and I don't know why I started thinking about how many people, families are in such misery. I guess it started when I saw Channel 11 news about the man who went back in his burning house to save his two daughters. He lost his life along with his two daughters. Now, there's a wife and mother who will have to learn to live without her family. It's so very sad. I thought about the flood waters in Japan that wiped away whole families. I thought about here in the United States, of all the storms that for what ever reason are many in number, and more severe than ever before. These storms have wiped out entire towns, many lives lost and millions upon millions of dollars in damages. And you know, I thought about what the Bible says about such things. Jesus said in
Matthew 24:8 All these are the beginning of sorrows. I know there's a lot of people that think things can't get much worse, but Jesus plainly said this is just the beginning of things to come. But we Christians are promised in 1st Timothy 1:10 And to wait for his Son from heaven, whom he raised from the dead, even Jesus, which delivered us from the wrath to come.
And too, I was thinking about the people in the nursing home. I went with Willard Sunday when he gave the Sunday school lesson. It's been a while since I've been due to my health. I sat and spoke to Mr. Jack, and it seemed to me the light had gone from his eyes. His once big beautiful smile has turned into a small, almost forced grin. And Mr. Maynard, I hear that he wants to die. Mr. Maynard is very close to the Lord, he's a prayer warrior. He says such beautiful prayers, and yet he's tired of living in this world with all its sorrows and pain. Willard and I started volunteering at the nursing home around seven years ago. We've seen people who have become like family, pass away. And yes, with each and every one that has passed our hearts have been broken. But still neither Willard nor I would have it any other way. We have been blessed tremendously by the residents. Each has begun with acquaintances, then friends, then family. I do miss my Bible study group that I had, and I miss singing. I'm hoping that someone else will step in my place and do these things. It is so fulfilling.
People, each and every one of us need to have something that brings us joy. Giving of yourself to others will give you that joy. Try it!
Until next time, God bless and God save.
Matthew 24:8 All these are the beginning of sorrows. I know there's a lot of people that think things can't get much worse, but Jesus plainly said this is just the beginning of things to come. But we Christians are promised in 1st Timothy 1:10 And to wait for his Son from heaven, whom he raised from the dead, even Jesus, which delivered us from the wrath to come.
And too, I was thinking about the people in the nursing home. I went with Willard Sunday when he gave the Sunday school lesson. It's been a while since I've been due to my health. I sat and spoke to Mr. Jack, and it seemed to me the light had gone from his eyes. His once big beautiful smile has turned into a small, almost forced grin. And Mr. Maynard, I hear that he wants to die. Mr. Maynard is very close to the Lord, he's a prayer warrior. He says such beautiful prayers, and yet he's tired of living in this world with all its sorrows and pain. Willard and I started volunteering at the nursing home around seven years ago. We've seen people who have become like family, pass away. And yes, with each and every one that has passed our hearts have been broken. But still neither Willard nor I would have it any other way. We have been blessed tremendously by the residents. Each has begun with acquaintances, then friends, then family. I do miss my Bible study group that I had, and I miss singing. I'm hoping that someone else will step in my place and do these things. It is so fulfilling.
People, each and every one of us need to have something that brings us joy. Giving of yourself to others will give you that joy. Try it!
Until next time, God bless and God save.
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