SILENT NIGHT

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So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David.  He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child.  While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born,  and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.  – Luke 2:4-7

Most of us grew up singing this Christmas carol.  It’s like saying the pledge of allegiance or reciting Scripture we’ve learned by heart.  The lyrics just roll off the tongue with little or no thought.  Today I want to make you think about the words of this old carol.  Why was “Silent Night” written?  Why not “Bright Night” – although early in the song it’s mentioned that all is calm and all is…  bright.

On Christmas Eve, 1818, “Stille Nacht!  Heilige Nacht” was heard for the first time in a village church in Oberndorf, Austria.  The voices of the assistant pastor, Father Joseph Mohr, and the choir director Franz Xaver Gruber, rang through the church accompanied by Father Mohr’s guitar.  All the congregation at that Midnight Mass in St. Nicholas Church listened intently.

On all six verses, the choir repeated the last two lines in four-part harmony.  A carol was launched that would soar into the hearts of folks throughout the world.  It’s been translated into hundreds of languages and is sung by untold millions every Christmas from small chapels to great cathedrals around the world.

Keep in mind that this simple tune was written to be played on a guitar.  The effect is so profound because of its simplicity.  It’s as though as lullaby is being sung – and what better accompaniment than a guitar?quiet-time-prayer

Often our Lord speaks to the human heart in a whisper.  Why are we so surprised when it is the soft and simple song that penetrates a hard heart?  Christmas softens most hearts by its very nature because what’s more precious than a baby?  Of course, Christ was not just any child, but He did enter into our world in the same way we as humans do.  It’s the first small bit of common ground He established in order to become a part of humanity.

When I think of what He left behind to begin His mission, I’m so very thankful He decided to follow through…  from cradle to glorious resurrection – for even me.

Take a look at Lucinda’s cute poem about that silent night.

my-christmas-storyIsn’t that cute???  🙂

 

 

 

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

TL HAPPY HALLOWEEN 10-31One of the oldest ghost stories around is the story of Theorosa.  Have you heard of Theorosa’s Bridge in Valley Center, KS?  I grew up just a few miles from there.  You can stand on the bridge and summon the ghost of Theorosa – or so they say.  Stand on the bridge and call out …  THEOROSA… THEOROSA..  I HAVE YOUR BABY.  They say if you say that 3 times in a row, she will appear.  I would not go there alone…  especially at night.   Jus’ sayin’…theo-900x456

Theorosa’s Bridge was originally made of iron and wood. It burned down in 1974 and was then rebuilt. In 1976, fire again destroyed the structure and it was closed for 15 years.  It used to be a pretty ol’ bridge.untitled

In 1991 the road leading up to Theorosa’s Bridge was reopened and the bridge was rebuilt as a concrete structure.  I took a few photos for my own archives and to share with you today.

I caught some images of a pretty field close to the bridge:img_1550img_1549Most of our trees still have green leaves.  A few are just beginning to turn though.  It finally stopped raining every day, so maybe it will dry up now and get a little cooler.  We’ve had temperatures in the 90’s during the day with cooler temps in the morning.  It’s sweater weather, but not quite time for hoodies.img_1544img_1541img_1542img_1543

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Sadly, the new concrete bridge lacks the character of the old iron one.  It’s functional; however, the profanity and other graffiti that covers every inch of it, frankly embarrasses me.  People from all over the country come here because of the legend and to experience paranormal activity.  For them to see such a disgraceful sight makes my heart sink.  I suppose I can rest easier knowing the words are at least spelled correctly.  Well, most of them…  lol.

Gather ’round boys and girls.  I’m going to tell you the story of Theorosa.

Theorosa was a Native America woman.  According to the legend, she and a white settler had an illegitimate baby.  Theorosa felt such disgrace and shame that she dropped the baby into Jester Creek and drowned it.  Then Theorosa was so overcome with grief and felt so guilty about killing the baby, she hurled herself into the water and drowned.untitled-2Theorosa can be heard crying at the bridge sometimes.  Don’t tell her you have the baby or she will come up out of the water and attack you!  Balls of light float over the bridge.  Sometimes cars stall or shake while parked on or near the bridge.  People have reported feeling cold spots and they say the weather conditions are drastically different at the bridge than anywhere else in the area.

I don’t have any unusual or peculiar happenings to report personally – but – I was there in broad daylight.  It was not Friday the 13th, but a day much like other autumn days in Kansas.

If you decide to cross Jester Creek on Theorosa’s Bridge, you’d better not do it alone.  In our modern world, of course…  you take your video camera – and post the results on You Tube!  Well, DUH!

Here are some You Tube videos I found:

I did find this account online, if you dare to read it.  LOL!  http://www.angelsghosts.com/theorosas_bridge_ghost_story

Well – it’s a fun story to tell anyway…  have a happy Halloween!  🙂

 

PRO-LIFE DAY OF SILENT SOLIDARITY

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If you met a pregnant woman who was considering abortion, what would you say to her?  While I would not want to judge her in any way because I am not walking in her shoes, I would like to be compassionate and kind as I listened.  I want to help her sort through the lie of the world and the truth of God’s Word.

I believe in families.  God had a good idea when He came up with that concept.  To accept abortion as an alternative is sad because it is basically embracing failure.  I know you think you will just get rid of the baby (the “problem”) and go on with your life, but it’s really not that easy.  That fetus is a part of you.  Please don’t buy into the lie that once the baby is aborted, life will just pick up where it left off.

It’s bad enough to miscarry a baby – believe me.  I think about those babies every day.  I know how old they would be and I know that now I would surely be a grandma.  But no…  it just was not meant to be.

Maybe I feel so strongly about Pro-Life because of the losses I’ve suffered.  I don’t understand why a woman would CHOOSE to kill a fetus (which is a life – because life begins at conception).  I’m sorry but according to God’s Word it is murder.  Last time I looked, that was listed in the Ten Commandments.  And no, I am not going to preach to the pregnant woman considering abortion.  I just want her to know all the facts.  To take a Pro-Choice stand is to be very selfish.  Whose life are you ending and whose life are you saving?  Life is a big deal to God – the biggest of deals!

I do not hate you for weighing your options.  I do pray for you and for the life you have been blessed with.  There is a lie in the Pro-Choice camp that wants you to see this as a choice for freedom.  If you kill this child, you will be tighter bound than ever.  It’s a choice that will haunt you for the rest of your life.  That’s not a lie – that is the real truth.

Have your baby.  Please consider adoption.  Let another couple raise and give that baby everything that you are not prepared to give it.  Adoption is LOVE.  Abortion is HATE.

I’m so thankful my birth mom chose ADOPTION.  May God help you choose LIFE for your baby.  ❤

IRON SHARPENS IRON… FRIENDSHIP

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LITTLE JUST LIKE ME

As I review the life of my Savior, I’m impressed with many things that help me realize that He really does understand the human experience first hand. He was very much a human being, but we must remember that He was always divine as well.

I’ve never met my friend Jimmy Stone. He’s a friend of mine on facebook. He has taken some of the neatest photographs and I’ve been given permission to use them for poetry I write. This photo is one of his baby booties next to a pair of his father’s baby booties. The first time I saw the photo I thought, “What a unique comparison to make. What a comfort it is to know that our parents were once children too!”

When I was a kid, I didn’t really think of my parents as younger people.  It sounds weird, but I just always thought of them as adults.  Of course the truth did eventually occur to me.  Now I know that every struggle I faced growing up, they probably faced as well.

I’m comforted by the thought that Jesus walked this earth. He came as a little baby and was raised here on this planet. Even though it was in a different culture, in a time so long ago, it was still here on earth. He lived among other human beings. He felt similar emotions and had similar experiences I suppose.

Jesus is not a Savior that came down from the sky as a scary entity with fire in His eyes. He came to earth as a tiny baby. He wants to relate to us and it was the perfect plan. Well, of course it was a perfect plan – it was God’s plan!

So on this Tuesday of Passion Week, I’m so very thankful that my Savior came to this earth as a baby and lived among people for 33 years. He understands every obstacle we face because He faced them too. ❤

SANCTITY OF HUMAN LIFE SUNDAY

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LIFE IS A PRECIOUS GIFT

Oh Father God,
I ask you today to please comfort those who have walked through abortion. You know their heartache, and their story, and you are so merciful to give us all new life. We are all sinners here, and we are desperate for your love and forgiveness. We know that nothing can separate us from your love, and we long to see hearts restored to you. Please let these precious women know that they belong to you, and that you long to heal their hearts. If there is a way that we can help another woman and point them to you, please give us the opportunity, Lord. We long for everyone to see you as you are. We praise you Father for the mighty work you are doing in lives today. We thank you for your Son, and the love He showed us on the cross. Please help us to show that love to others and share the words of life and truth with them.
In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

This is the most difficult blog post for me to write. I will do my best and I’ve prayed, so God will help me. The first thing I want to say is, if you are a woman who has felt grief after an abortion and you feel guilty and are unable to find peace in your life, talk with God about it. Don’t think that He is unapproachable because you’ve gone beyond His grace. He weeps with you for the choice you made. He will send comfort to you and in turn you can help others in similar circumstances.

In the Holy Bible, New Testament, book of James, chapter 2 verse 13(b) it says:

MERCY TRIUMPHS OVER JUDGMENT!

This post has nothing to do with judgment! The Bible is clear, it’s not my job to judge anyone, ever.

I thank my heavenly Father every day that my birth mother did not choose to abort me, for obvious reasons. God has a purpose for my life. While it’s true I won’t be a mother or grandmother, I am a wife and there are still some tasks left for me to do down here on the planet. Life is precious. It matters. God thinks it’s a big deal. He gave it to us.

If you find yourself in a situation where you are considering abortion, I would invite you to think about adoption instead. If you are killing an innocent baby because you cannot afford to raise it, then please, let someone else raise it! I know that women want the right to choose and all that, but what about that child’s right to be born? There’s a reason for everything, and you are not the one who gets to decide what that reason is!

I have five babies in heaven along with my parents and a lot of other relatives. I’ll have a really big welcoming committee waiting for me when I get there. I understand how fragile life is. It is something to be celebrated. So on this Sunday, we take some time to celebrate LIFE.

No, not the cereal. Wise guy! Laughter is my defense mechanism. ❤

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