Wednesday, March 20, 2013
How God Used Facebook to Save my Husband's Life
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| Steve at Duke University Medical Clinic |
March 2012, Steve had a lung biopsy diagnosing IPF (idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis). We were basically told it was terminal with no treatment available. The news left a lump in my throat that I couldn't swallow. I felt
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Your Possibility Action Plan
Think about this - It is easier to accept the impossible than to expect the possible. Do you find yourself wanting to throw your hands up in the air and walk away with a pitiful sigh? "I tried" takes a small amount of energy. The minute exertion of a "try" cannot be compared to the "stick-um" you've got to muster to wait on the possible. Possibility takes belief, faith, strength, courage, patience, humility, sweat, and many tears. Possibility is not for the weak and fainthearted. Praise the Lord, unlike men, impossible is not God's standard operating procedure (Matthew 19:26)!
I have trusted God's power to remove mountains. Have you? Are you dealing with a mountain right now? Have you looked at it, decided there's just no use. It appears impossible to climb, move or scale? Have you pulled up a chair to sit down in it's shadow with your head in your hands and a frown on your face? You're in a good position. Bow your head a bit more, drop to your knees and ask God to show you his possibilities, your possibilities. Believe him, stick with him until it happens. Never give up on God because he never gives up on you!
Try this...Set aside one coin you can keep with you all the time. Seeing is believing. If you are about to throw your hands up, reach into your pocket instead. Take out your coin and read it. Visibly remind yourself "In God We Trust, because with Him, All Things are Possible!"
Trusting in possibilities,
Tammy
The Happy Handicap
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Why "Daylight Savings Time" is Better than Getting a Tooth Pulled
Ughhhh! "Daylight Savings Time" again? Seems like we just fell down, well... fell back in November and here we go again, springing forward. I don't like monkeying around with the time. Do you? Why can't we pick one way and leave it? I hear what you're saying, "If you don't like it move to Arizona or Hawaii." Don't
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
How Substitution Saved the World
I began an exciting
adventure yesterday! I substitute taught at Cedar Ridge Elementary. The
preparation for becoming a sub was a half day class. I found out quickly the
class had little to do with actually being in the classroom. Driving to
the school last morning, the word "substitute" kept spinning around
in my head like a ballerina performing a pirouette. I wondered if I'd make a
good substitute. Will I teach the the children anything? Will I please
the teacher who hired me? Am I worthy to be a sub?
Revelation 5:2 asked "Who is worthy to open the book and loose the seals thereof?" John wept much because no man was found worthy to open and read the book, neither to look upon it. But wait...Cry not because BEHOLD, the Root of David has prevailed to open the book and loosen the seals! They begin to sing a new song, "Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing." A Bachelors Degree or a minimum of 4 years of college is the requirement that satisfies the State of Georgia to become a teacher. A substitute is only required a 1/2 day class. Was I worthy of the job, not hardly! The job of Savior of the world required God himself. He sent his son Jesus so the world through him might be saved. He was the only one worthy to die for our atonement. Jesus' blood is the only thing that satisfies God for our unrighteousness.
JESUS...
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Wednesday, February 27, 2013
A Behind-the-Scenes Look at Communion
A gentle wind blows as I walk the steps into the sanctuary. Ushers hand out the week's program in a
welcome exchange. I never read the news before I settle into my seat on Row #6. I breathe in the beautiful
setting admiring the creamy walls, stained glass and towering wooden arches. My heart leaps as I sit down on the comfortable pew. The communion table is set. I love the sacred ceremony of communion; the reverence, the symbolism, the quietness. I feel a freshness in the air like purity after a rain. I pray to receive God's goodness. Unspeakable power flows down the aisles and through the pews as the Holy Spirit says grace over the meal we receive. I cherish the unity of the church as we hold our bread until everyone is served and then eat together. The drink is taken in like manner. It truly feels like we are eating dinner with the Almighty. I look around as if to see a glimpse of God in the quiet stillness. The quietness is best described as perfect peace, an enveloping calm losing yourself in his love. I see the corners of God's mouth turn upward as a smile floods his face to see his people worship him through his son. Christ said every time we eat the bread and drink the cup, we do it in remembrance of him. Exiting the church after the service, I see a milk truck. I think of God and whisper knowingly "Yes, he does a body good!"
Satisfied and full,
Tammy
The Happy Handicap
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