Tuesday, May 8, 2007

The Fellowship of the Unashamed!

This is something that puts me to shame. Am I part of this Fellowship? That is for the Lord to judge!
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The Fellowship of the Unashamed

The Dye has been cast.
The decision has been made.
I have stepped over the line.
I won’t look back, let up, slow down, or back away.
My past is redeemed,
my presence makes sense,
my future is secure.
I’m finished and done with low living,
sight walking,small planning,
smooth knees, colorless dreams,
tamed visions,mundane talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals.
I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity.
I don’t have to be right,
first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded or rewarded.
I now live by faith, lean on His presence,
walk with patience, live by prayer,
and labor with power.
My face is set, my gait is fast,
my goal is Heaven, my road is narrow,
my way is rough, my companions are few,
My Guide is reliable, my mission is clear.
I cannot be bought,
compromised, detoured,
lured away, turned back,
deluded, or delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice,
hesitate in the presence of the adversary,
negotiate at the table of the enemy,
ponder at the pool of popularity,
or meander in the maze of mediocrity.
I won’t give up, shut up, or let up
until I have stayed up, stored up,
prayed up, paid up, spoken up,
for the cause of Christ.
I am a disciple of Christ.
I must go ‘til He comes,
give ‘til I drop,
preach ‘til all will know,
and work ‘til He stops me.
And when HE comes for His own, He will have no trouble recognizing me.
My banner will be clear:
I AM OF THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE UNASHAMED!
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That is called sacrifice! Many of us are too proud to do this, and not be part of the "in" thing. So, let us do what He tells us, and we will become the Fellowship of the Unashamed!
Perennial Pioneer

Powerful Praise!

Here is something I really like. I hope you will be encouraged by it!
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Powerful Praise!
By S. M. Lockridge

My King was born King! The Bible says, " He’s the Seven Way King.
He’s a king of the Jews, that’s a racial King.
He’s a king of Israel, that’s a national King.
He’s the King of Righteousness.
He’s a King of the Ages.
He’s a King of Heaven.
He’s a King of Glory.
He’s the King of Kings and He is the Lord of Lords.
Now, that’s my King.Well, I wonder, if you know him?Do you know him?Don’t try to mislead me, do you know my King?The Bible says the Heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament showeth His handiwork.
My King is the only one whom there is no means of measure can define His unlimited love.
No far seeing telescope can bring into visability the coastline of His shore of supplies.
No barriers can hinder Him from pouring out His Blessing.
Well, well, He’s enduringly strong.
He’s entirely sincere.
He’s eternally steadfast.
He’s immortally graceful.
He’s imperially powerful.
He’s impartially merciful. That’s my King!
He’s God’s Son.
He’s the Sinner’s Savior.
He’s the centerpiece of civilization.
He stands alone in Himself.
He’s August.
He’s Unique.
He’s unparalleled.
He’s unprecidented.
He’s supreme.
He’s pre-eminent.
Well, He’s the loftiest idea in literature.
He’s the Highest personality in Philosophy.
He’s the supreme problem in high criticism.
He’s the fundamental doctrine of proved theology.
He’s the cardinal necessity of spiritual religion.
That’s My King!
He’s the miracle of the age.
He’s the superlative of everything good you choose to call Him.
Well, He’s the only one able to supply all of our needs simultaneously.
He supplies strength for the weak.
He’s available for the tempted and the tried. He sympathises and he saves. He’s a strong God, and He Guides.
He heals the sick.
He cleanses the lepers.
He forgives sinners.
He discharges debtors.
He delivers the captives.
He defends the feeble.
He blesses the young.
He serves the unfortunate.
He regards the aged.
He rewards the diligent, and He beautifys the meek.
Do you know Him?
Well, my King is the key of knowledge.
He’s the wellspring of wisdom.
He’s the doorway of deliverance.
He’s the pathway of peace.
He’s the roadway of righteousness.
He’s the highway of holiness.
He’s the gateway of glory.
He’s the master of mighty.
He’s the captian of the conquerers.
He’s the head of the heroes.
He’s the leader of the legislatures.
He’s the overseer of the overcomers.
He’s the governor of governors.
He’s the prince of princes.
He’s the King of Kings.
And He is the Lord of Lords.
That’s my King!Yeah! Yeah! That’s my king! My King, yeah!
His office is manifold.
His promise is sure.
His light is matchless.
His goodness is limitless.
His mercy is everlasting.
His love never changes.
His Word is enough.
His grace is sufficient.
His reign is righteous.
His yoke is easy and His burden is light.
Well, I wish I could discribe him to you, but He’s indescribable. He’s indescribable.
Yes. He’s incomprehencable.
He’s invincible.
He’s irrisistable.
I’m coming to tell you, the heavens of heavens cannot contain him, let alone a man explain him.
You can’t get Him out of your mind.
You can’t get him off of your hands.
You can’t outlive him, and you can’t live without him. That's my KING!!!
Well, Pharisees couldn’t stand him, but they found out, they couldn ‘t stop him.
Pilot couldn’t find any fault in him.
The witnesses couldn’t get their testamonies to agree.
Herod couldn’t kill him.
Death couldn’t handle Him and the grave couldn’t hold Him.
That’s my King! Yeah
He always has been, and he always will be.
I’m talking about He had no predecessor, and He’ll have no successor. There nobody before Him, and there be nobody after him.
You can’t impeach him, and HE'S NOT GOING TO RESIGN! That’s my King!
That’s My King!
Thine is the Kingdom, and the Power and the Glory. Well, all the power belong to my King. We’re around here talking about black power, and white power, and green power, but it’s God’s power. Thine is the Power. Yeah, and the glory! We try to get prestige and honor and glory for ourselves but the glory is all his. Thine is the Kingdom, and the power and the glory, forever, and ever and ever and ever. How long is that? And ever and ever and ever and ever and ever. And when you get through with all of the forevers, then Amen!
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AMEN AMEN AMEN!!!!!! HALLELUJAH! HE'S MY KING!
Does that say it enough? I don't know about you, but I would have loved to sit in on that sermon, raising my hands to heaven, in praise!!!!!!
Perennial Pioneer

Saturday, May 5, 2007

A Time for Quilts!

I don't know about any of you, but when I see a quilt, I see artsmanship, and patience! How could anyone spend that much time on something, that would not stay together, with the wear and tear of life! But then I get a comment, that Quilts have been a part of our heritage, for centuries! Caroline Ingalls, made quilts, her daughters Mary and Laura, spent their Sunday afternoons, pieced their pieces, by HAND! Today we have the convenience of a sewing machine. Ma Ingalls didn't get that, until Mary was going off to college, and Laura was getting married! But in Little House in the Big Woods, you hear of Laura making a Bear Paw quilt. What girl has that talent now, of even sitting long enough, let alone sewing by hand, the beautiful quilt I imagine it was, later on.
Quilts are a part of a grandmother's gift to a granddaughter, on her wedding day. Or a mother, handing down a quilt, from her past. Or finding an antique somewhere in a musty closet. I found a beautiful appliqued quilt, in a closet, that my great great great grandmother made, all by HAND! Amazing! We have it hanging up, in our living room, at this moment. I think that quilts add character to a room.
Also, quilts have sentimental value. If someone died who was a friend of yours, and the last thing she made for you, was a beautiful log cabin quilt, you would not get rid of it, for the life of you, even if it is not the most decorous thing, to go with your decor. Put it in a small room, where it will be enjoyed by only you, and remember the sweet memories of that person, and the wonderful times. Quilts leave memories, that are hard to forget!
So, if ever you find a quilt in a closet, don't put it in the thriftstore stuff, put it aside, and if it needs to be repared then repare it. Add your own unique things to it, and make it all yours, retaining the memories. The person whose closet it is, ask them who made it, and if they don't know, then find someone who does. You never know, it might come from the Civil War!
So, a time for Quilts! Quilts to decorate the bedroom, the living room, the balcony of a home, or, just hang on the wall, somewhere. Do not ignore the simple decor that goes with the quilts. It adds a homeyness to it. God bless those whose hands have made them!
Perennial Pioneer

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

For Better or for Worse!

This month we are talking about the vows made on the wedding day. I have not seen it more clearly, then when my sister Becca married her best friend, Sean. They had been together, since nine months ago, but decided to tie the knot, on April 14th. Well, we celebrated it, but it never struck home to me the importance of for better or for worse, until I realized that it is the integral part of the vows.

Well, I would like to share with you, some of the pictures I took at my sister's wedding!





This is one of them! Mr. and Mrs. Sean Alexander!








This is Mr. and Mrs. Alexander with Mr. and Mrs. Mark Hines.


Mark, Sean, Becca, Cheryl








Sean's Family!
Grandma Dee, Christine(Sean's Mom)Stacy, Becca, Sean, Eisha and Sean's Dad.










Here is the reason I have not written for a while. I have been busy, getting ready for Becca's wedding. I hope you will enjoy them, as much as I do!

Perennial Pioneer.

There will be an article later in the month.

Monday, April 2, 2007

Still Here!

I have not forgotten you all. I have just been busy. What with my sister getting married and my other sister expecting her first baby, we have been busy around here. I am in the process of writing my next article. Hopefully, God willing, it will be sometime in April or May.

I am not sure of the title yet, but will have it soon!I Promise!

Perennial Pioneer

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Bring out the Lost Arts!

She spinneth wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands! Proverbs 31


For my 25th birthday, my dear friend, Katie Adams, took me to a sock knitting class. It is so fun, knitting socks!
Knitting socks, is a lost art, and I am trying to get it back in. It was an important skill for the girls in the old days, in the days of the American Revolution, and earlier. Bringing back the lost arts, I think is part of the works of a Feminine Revolution! The Feminist Movement, wants you to take your life the next level, and make the career of your life, something other then the mundane life of a housewife.
Another lost art, is that of making soap and candles, for your home. And cooking a meal for the family. Most of the girls I have talked to, do not know how to cook, or sew, or any of the important arts of Femininity!
I am not saying, that everyone is cut out to knit socks, but I think it is a skill we have not been taught, because our grandmothers, or our mothers, were too busy, working, or just not taught themselves, how to do those things. If you wish to learn these arts, you must find a person doing these classes. Go to a community college, to learn the basic art of cooking, find a woman who knows how to sew, and learn from her, and anyone who knows how to knit, or crochet, learn from her. I know, that these are more worthwhile then learning to be a lawyer, or a associate in a firm, or a secretary to a large business. Find an older lady, who is skilled in the skills you want to know about. The lady I am taking sock knitting classes from, has been knitting them, since she was ten years of age. I think that is great!
In the time of Laura Ingalls Wilder, Ma Ingalls, sewed all their clothes by hand, including the buttonholes, until Laura was 18 years of age. Then Pa got her a treadle sewing machine, to help her sew clothes for Laura, when she was getting married. But for the first 17 years of Laura’s life, her mother sewed her clothes by hand! What a lost art! Now we barely make the clothes, and when we do, it is usually a poor job!
Then in the American Girl Collection, Felicity Merriman’s mother, made her clothes by hand, and made Felicity’s ball dress, of blue silk, for her ball. It was a gorgeous dress, and she was escorted by Ben, to the ball. She was considered a lady, then, with such a beautiful dress!
Most of these arts, I have done. I have made soap, I have sewn(both by hand, and on the machine), I have cooked(still do), and I am now currently knitting socks. By the time I was 10, I have learned to sew on a machine, and make my own clothes. I have not had to buy too many things, because I have made them myself. I still do not know how to make jeans yet, but am in the process of it. Sewing is so much fun, when you see your flat piece of fabric, turn into a beautiful piece of art. Making soap, was a one time venture, but I hope to make some more in the future. I have not as of yet, made candles. I have books for all these arts, some I got from the library book sale, and some from Half.com. I hope to someday have as my skill, helping ladies deliver her babies. And I tell you, it is a wonderful thing to put on your homemaking resume, all of those skills. You never know if you will need to use them again, soon!
What happened? Did our mothers become lazy, because of the sewing machine? Did they turn to placing rivets, and making weapons for the WW1 effort? The grandmothers who were too old to work out, made the socks at home, for the men who fought in the war, and taught the younger daughters who stayed at home, to knit them too. I think that that is why, the socks are not totally a lost art!The mothers, liked their job so much, as it was a break from the mundane, traditional duty expected of them, that they didn’t learn to come back home, after that! It escalated into women in most of the important offices in the world.
Hilary Clinton is trying to run for President of the United States! What is she thinking? No woman, no matter how strong she thinks she is, cannot hold the responsibilities of that important office. The stresses, that the president goes through, it not for the constitution of a woman. She is a die hard, Feminist.
As time went by, the women of this country, made themselves more involved in the lives of men, in a bad way. People think that the Kings of England in the old days were run by the male figure, but it was mostly the woman in their life, that made the kingdom rise or fall. It was because, since the men were not brave enough, the women made their hearts hard, and ruled the country, in their husband’s stead. That is what happened with Ferdinand, and Isabella, William and Mary. No man is different now. Where are the men of valor, the men of the Bible? We were reading of Ahab and Jezebel last night, and it seemed that Ahab was a child, and Jezebel was more his mother, then his wife. She ruled his kingdom, because he moped, and pouted for something he couldn’t have. Pathetic! Let us try not to be a Jezebel!
We as a new generation, need to make ourselves useful in the lives of men, in a GOOD way! We are to make their lives happy, and be there for them, when they come home from scratching a living in this horrible world! It would not be pleasant for a man to come home, and find his wife gone, and a TV dinner waiting for him, on the counter, to put in the microwave. A man likes a home cooked meal. And he also likes to know, that his sweet smelling wife, with her long flowing dress, and simmering hair, is waiting for him, a sweet smile playing on her rosy lips. She smells of lavender and lilacs, for she has bathed herself in her own home made soap, and she brings out for him, a new pair of socks, she has just knitted for him, and then a cup of fresh brewed coffee, if he drinks it! THIS IS A LOST ART, LADIES! The Lost Art of Homemaking, of staying at home, and making our man’s world the most perfect it could be, with the children happily playing, and you happily smiling. Let us bring back this art, and then, we will dazzle the world, in a way we never imagined would happen!

Facing the Giants!

Preparing for Rain!

If any of you have seen that movie, when it came out on video, on January 30th, need not know what I am talking about.
But for those of you who have not seen it, you need to see it. It is the most powerful movie about following God, and praising Him if you fail, or if you win, then any other football movie you have ever seen. Yes, it is about football, but it is also about an unfailing faith, too. What your relationship is with your Savior!
I must say, it has made an impact on my life! When I heard the story in there, of the two farmers who prayed for rain, and only one of them went out to prepare his fields, I knew exactly which one believed that God would send the rain. And I realized which one I was! I was the one, who didn’t prepare the fields. And I knew, that I had to prepare for rain! My rain is Marriage, in a big way! And I have not been preparing for it! I feel so ashamed, that I believed that God could do it, but that I was sitting, waiting for it to happen, without preparing! No more!
When the coach of this team, started trusting God for everything, a revival sprang out in the school, and youth started getting saved. This movie is based on a true story! I love true stories! They so inspire you!
Now, when the title says, " Facing the Giants" it has a dual meaning there! It means, " We have a football team to fight, and also, to fight the giants that are in our lives. The Giants of Disbelief, fear, failure, inadequacy, and just the will to give up, when you could give more!"
All I am saying, you should see this movie. It is family friendly, and even my young siblings, ages 11 to 4, have sat and watched it with us, several times, because it invoked the praise, and adoration of God and Jesus in it. It is a must for your family!
So, whether you have something big in your life, that you are waiting for, get off your tail, and start preparing for rain! And when the rains come, it might be thundershowers!J And do not get an umbrella, just dance in the rain!

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Show me Thy Ways!
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