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Give Christ for Christmas!
What is the best gift I could give this Christmas season?
What is the greatest gift anyone could possibly give this Christmas?
What is the kind of gift I could give a child this Christmas that will last FOREVER?
It is Jesus!
Yes you hold the eternal life of a child in your hands.
All you have to do is teach them who Jesus is, pray for them, and the Holy Spirit will do the rest.
You say you still do not know how!
I shall help you, give a copy of
“Donkey Tells, A Promise Kept”
http://www.xulonpress.com/bookstore/bookdetail.php?PB_ISBN=9781628715293
In this little book is the Gospel story from Exodus to the Resurrection of Jesus told in a way any child can understand. The story is told through the donkeys that are found in the Bible.
Praying for your children is why this book works. I know for I have read it to children and led them to Christ. So have others that have read this story to children. You too can lead a child to Christ and forever they shall be with Him.
Jesus vs. Santa
Dr.Dobson, Said something like this, Children only know what we teach them. Here is what we should be teaching our children!
For most of us the Christmas season officially starts today.
With that in mind, I thought I’d share something from the email bag.
Remember the reason for the season everyone 🙂
JESUS vs SANTA
Santa lives at the North Pole…
JESUS is everywhere.
Santa rides in a sleigh…
JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.
Santa comes but once a year…
JESUS is an ever present help.
Santa fills your stockings with goodies…
JESUS supplies all your needs.
Santa comes down your chimney uninvited…
JESUS stands at your door and knocks, and then enters your heart when invited.
You have to wait in line to see Santa…
JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.
Santa lets you sit on his lap…
JESUS lets you rest in His arms.
Santa doesn’t know your name, all he can say is “Hi little boy or girl, what’s…
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Will They Hate Me?
If I do not agree with their lifestyle,
will they hate me?
If I tell them Yeshua loves them,
will they hate me?
If I say Yeshua died for them,
will they hate me?
If I speak to them in love that sin
is death,
will they hate me?
If I explain to them they can be forgiven,
will they hate me?
If I plead with love you are a slave to sin,
will they hate me?
If I express with love to go and sin no more,
will they hate me?
When Your words I have spoken in Love
to those that love their sin,
hate me,
will I have a faith to
still love them?
When those that hate
call me names,
will I have a faith to
still love them?
When those who hate
spit on me,
will I have a faith to still,
love them?
When those who hate come
to beat me,
will I have a faith to
still love them?
When those who hate come
to place me in prison,
will I have a faith
to still love them?
When those who hate come to
drag me out and beat me to death,
will I have a faith
to pray Abba Father
forgive them
I still love them?
Men and Angels Sing!
Today men and angels sing
we praise and worship
the birth of our King.
Today sinners and angels sing
giving thanks and glory
for the lost have been redeemed
by the King.
Tomorrow the redeemed and angels shall sing
Honor and Glory to
the lamb that was slain
for the returning
of the King!
AMEN.
May all be blessed with the Merry-est Christmas ever, Amen!
Monday Quote!
Benjamin Franklin
1706-1790
How many observe Christ’s birthday! How few, His precepts! O! ’tis easier to keep Holidays than commandments.
This is the last of the Ben Franklin quotes for a while. I am not sure why I use these quotes yet I was feeling led by the Lord to do so. I do admire Benjamin Franklin for his wisdom even tho many have said he was not a Christian. I myself am not sure, only our God can judge that.
Face to Face
I have tried to write a new Christmas poem this year and what I came up with was poor. Seeing how I have so many new followers now and many have never read this poem I was thinking it might be time to reblog this one. In this poem you will read what Christmas means to me from Dec. 16, 20012; Face to Face. God Bless and Merry Christmas!
He became a baby,
born in a stable of Bethlehem,
born from a virgin,
wrapped in rags,
laid in a manger,
so we could love Him
Face to Face.
He was proclaimed by angels,
worshiped by shepherds,
designated with a star,
sought by eastern wise men,
hunted by Herod,
so we could love Him
Face to Face.
Driven into Egypt,
returns to Nazareth,
was strong in the Spirit,
and filled with wisdom,
Abba’s grace was upon Him,
He amazed the scholars,
worked with His hands,
was only a son of a carpenter,
so we could love Him
Face to Face.
He was baptized in the Jordan,
heaven’s regal gates opened,
like a dove as the Spirit descended,
Abba’s royal thunder exclaimed,
I AM well pleased!
This is My Son,
led into the wilderness,
hungry and thirsty
tested and tempted,
He sinned not,
so we could love Him
Face to Face.
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A Christmas Present!
Some of you may know that a time back I set aside blogging to devote more time to a project God had given me to do. About five years ago I started to pray for the children for the world is stealing them away, with vile video games, movies, and books like Harry Potter. I asked the Lord if He might use me in some way to woo them back to Jesus. A little more than three years ago our Abba gave me a story to write with one condition Do Not Compromise! So I sat down at a broken down old out dated lap top and started to write what has now become:
Donkey Tells
A Promise Kept!
Someday I hope to have someone write the story behind the Spiritual Battle that has gone on and is going on to bring this little story to print. This is only the first book in a series of books that will help lead a child to Jesus, help them fall in love with Jesus, help them pass on the Gospel of Jesus, and spend a life time walking with Jesus. This story is: the Gospel of Jesus told in a way for them to understand. The book is written for children of the ages of 10 t0 12 years of age. I have had the book test read by children of that age and all could not put it down. Some of you out there have read the first manuscript of this book and some of you out there have been of great help to me in this task, Thank-you. I pray that our Abba blesses you greatly and know that you all share equally in the rewards in Christ Jesus.
I was not expecting the book to be released for sale till sometime after the first of the New Year. Late last night I got word the book was released and now is available for purchase. To our Lord our Abba Father I give all praise and Thanksgiving for He alone has made this book happen. May I give to you under the pen name of J Thomas:
Donkey Tells
For those of you who do not live in the USA please use the over seas book store for shipping it will save you some money:
Giving Baby Jesus for Christmas
I do the job as an electrician at a very large health care facility, over 900 hundred acres and twenty-seven buildings. The facility cares for people who are brain injured, spinal injured, and/or have behavioral problems. In 2oo8 a young women came to our facility who has AIDS and Hepatitis. She was very angry, violent, and protected herself with projectile vomiting fits. This young woman is a life destroyed by the world and has a death sentence pronounced upon her soul. A young soul that knew nothing of Jesus except when expressed in a profane cruse of fear or anger. A soul waiting for time to end and be cast into Hell’s Pit. She is one of the least, one of the un-reached, unchurched, one that world has cast aside and forgotten.
How can anyone break through her harden stone wall?
How Jesus How?
Who, Jesus will you use to reach out to this lost lamb?
The world had taught this young woman there is on such thing as love. The world taught this little one, no one cares and Satan has convinced her most of all God doesn’t even care to know her name. Sex, drugs and evil has taken her life and smashed it to pieces. All this broken vessel has to look forward to is death and then her judgment. So she was warehoused where I work to die alone where no one cares.
My heart grew very heavy for this lost lamb for I too had been beaten down by sin, but that is another story for another day. So for her soul I would go before the Lord night and day to cry, “Use me my God to break through hell’s stronghold on this life. Use me to crack the walls of this torture chamber that surrounds this young woman. Use me to help this lost lamb find its way into Your arms.”
My weapons would be kindness and a caring interest for this battle. I volunteered for every repair that came up in her cabin. A cabin where she was locked away from everyone but two staff women. The staff was in fear of her, everyone was in fear of catching her disease, she was the walking dead. The battle lines were drawn for a fight to the death for one lost soul.
Why volunteer in such a dismal place? Maybe I could speak some words of love or show a small act of love, God’s love. I would ask all about her, how she was doing; make small talk, maybe she could see someone just might be caring.
One day this fearful lamb said to me, “you know James I’m dying.”
I replied with the truth, “I know, but you don’t have to die alone. You no longer have to live the rest of your days in fear of dying.” She could not even ask how, the question was written on her face. I went on, “Jesus loves you more than anything you can dream of; He died for you, and rose from the dead, so you no longer have to fear what is coming next. Jesus wants to take you in his arms right now, love you, and never let you go. Guess what? Purple, you will never be alone again.”
Her staff did not like where our conversation was going and put an end to it. I guess I don’t live in the United States any more where we had Freedom of Religion or Freedom of Speech. Yet I did manage to swing the sword of the Spirit, the wall cracked a small bit, in which a seed was planted.
I learned at this time she had no idea who Jesus was and the mystery of the Gospel was a mystery. Mercy, grace, and faith were just words with an unreal meaning to her. All those churchly sayings we use around other Christians are useless. Washed in the blood, got saved, redeemed by the lamb, born again, and even sin was just a foreign language to this blind and death sinner. A true caring interest, kindness and much prayer weapons of war for what was going to be a very long fight.
Months went by, conversation after conversation; I watered the seed hoping for something. I was hoping for the seed to sprout. I was hoping that someone else would come alone side and explain Jesus in a better way than I. No one came. I was hoping that some man would join with me in a Prayer of One Accord no other man had the time. No other man wanted to stand with me for a fight to the death for this lost soul. Matthew 17:21, “However, this kind does not go out except by much prayer and fasting.”
I cannot use this young woman’s name in my writing this because of privacy act laws. I will start calling her Purple for I can see my Jesus adorning her in Purple someday. She is going to be a child of the King.
A few weeks before Christmas 2009 Purple ask me if I could get her some gum for Christmas. “Yes Purple,” I said “You can be sure you shall have your wish.”That night I told my wife what Purple had asked me to get her for Christmas because I would forget.
One night when my wife and I were at the Wal-Mart, she gently reminded me of my Christmas shopping. We picked up a large pack of gum and a nice gift bag. The gift bag was not my idea I don’t think like that. About a day or two before Christmas I placed the gum in the bag.
My wife said, “Please let me help you with that.” She got some tissue paper the kind you don’t use on your backside. You know most men don’t do pretty well, or they just play dumb at it. My excuse is I’m A.A.D. and my mind just moves on and on.
“We have this book” my wife said. “Do think Purple would like it?” asking she went on, “It’s called “The Real Story of Christmas” What do you think?”
“HU!” I replied, “I think so. Sounds good to me?” Boy that bag of gum sure was getting bigger and prettier.
Have you ever noticed how at times your wife’s voice sounds just like the Holy Spirit? Wow! That sounds like something fun I would like to write about!!
“Yes,” I went on to tell her, “Purple is not permitted to watch T.V. or listen to music, but she is permitted to read. She is kept inside by her prison guards and has very little contact with anyone.” The gift looked real good when my wife was done with it, for she had put Baby Jesus inside.
The day before Christmas my wife said, “Don’t forget Purple’s present.” Oh yes it was that voice again. my wife is never awake when I leave for work, almost never. I’m almost never awake when I leave for work either. Not much of a chance of me remembering the package without help. Purple was asleep in a chair when I delivered her present that day. I just set it beside her on the floor and left, I felt a bit like Santa. I did get in a small amount of trouble for giving Purple that book a few days later. Purple’s reading material was to be censored by her case manager. They didn’t want to give her any false hopes. I guess;” The Night Before Christmas” would have been more appropriate.
In January 2010 my boss took off to go hunting in another state he left me in charge of the maintenance department. No boss for a week this should be easy. By the end of that week Florida was having a record-breaking cold spell. Things began breaking all over the place at work. Busted water pipes, heater failures, cabins to cold, power outages, and generators not wanting to start were just some of the problems needing to be addressed. Friday of that week was to be the coldest night of them all I worked late into the night. It was so cold that the snow birds were saying they were going back north to get warm. Saturday I was called back to work at 4:00am for a host of problems. One by one I took them on and found solutions for them all by 8:30am. I then went to the main kitchen to get some left over breakfast. As I eating a thought came to mind that I should go building by building to make sure everything is ok before I returned home for some rest. When I came to Purple’s cabin and went in I found it to be warm and comfortable. I ask if there were any problems. I ask Purple how she was doing?
“James that book you gave me, I don’t get it!” Purple exclaimed.
I did not want to take the time to get into explaining that, I was in a hurry to get done and go home. My body was screaming for sleep and I didn’t want to talk right then. Before the first words came out of mouth to make an excuse, to get out of there:
I heard a soft gentle voice tug at my heart, “Why are you in a hurry? I placed you here to be in charge today.”
I lowered myself to the floor so I would be looking up at Purple . I began to tell her the old, old story of Jesus and how He loves us. Of how God loves us so much and wants to have a relationship with us but we all are sinners. God is perfect and Holy, He is the one and only God, creator of all things. God can’t look at sin without judging sin. So God can’t have a relationship with us because we are all sinners and He would have to judge us and punish us if He looked at us. So God became man to take the blame for our sin and receive our penalty of death for our sin. The words just came flowing out in a way I never heard myself speak before. No wandering from subject to subject as I normally do. I cannot even remember all I said that day. At some point Purple said something like, so that is why there is a Christmas, but I still don’t get it. I may have said nor do I, but all you have to do is believe. At some point that cold bitter morning a little lost lamb became found.
I felt very drained and God began to comfort me after I left Purple’s cabin that cold but beautiful morning. The Holy Spirit began to show me and remind me of all the little details He was in control of, like the cold. All of those little details of how He brought me into Purple’s life. The miracles He worked in my life, just to bring me from California to Florida. Of how He controlled my life preparing new places of employment all I had to do was say yes. I have never had to go looking for work the jobs always came looking for me. The details and miracles are so many I could fill thousands of books and that is just the ones I know about. He showed me all the people’s lives I have touched along the way and forgotten. I was so amazed that God would use a vile sinner such as I for this a very important mission.
This how one Christmas not so long ago I got to give away Baby Jesus. I still see Purple from day-to-day and shall again this Christmas She is growing in Christ her health has improved and she is at peace with God.
From Purple to all, “Merry Christmas and God Bless each and every one of you just as He has Bless me!”
James says AMEN!!
