Thursday, June 30, 2011
Unto Jesus by Theodore Monod (1836-1912)
Unto Jesus and NOT the interests of our cause, of our party, of our church-still less at our personal interests. The single object of our life is the glory of God; if we do not make it the supreme goal of our efforts, we must deprive ourselves of His help, for His grace is only at the service of His glory. If, on the contrary, it is His glory that we seek above all, we can always count on His grace.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Congratulations to our daughter in law!!!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
ITS ALL ETERNAL
That is a phrase that I 'coined'. Isn't it true? "It's all eternal". Your spouse, your children, your grandchildren. They are all eternal! What we do today, and the choices we make are all eternal as well. Can you think of one thing that is not eternal? This world and the things of it may be passing away but all of our experiences and actions in this world have eternal consequences. So when it comes to the good, or the bad~keep in mind that 'It's all eternal'. In view of that may we make better choices today than we did yesterday, and may we strive for more holiness today than we did yesterday; looking ahead to a more God honouring tomorrow.
A word from A.W.Pink
Examine yourself, and your knowledge of divine things. You may not know the very day of your regeneration, nor how it was brought about, but the evidences of it are apparent. Which do you really love the more; the pleasures of sin or the beauty of holiness? Which do you genuinely value most: God or the creature? Which are you actually serving; self or Christ?...Has the blessed Spirit made Christ real and precious to you? If so, there has been a radical change in your heart and life. When Christ was revealed to Paul, he had a contempt for all things else, ardent desires after Him, supreme delight in Him, and was willing to suffer the loss of all things for His sake (Phil 3:8-9). A saving knowledge of Christ gives us to prove the sufficiency of His grace, sustaining the soul amid trials (2 Cor. 12:9) AW Pink
We pray that you are blessed in the Hope of your salvation today~ Brett & Dana
We pray that you are blessed in the Hope of your salvation today~ Brett & Dana
Friday, June 17, 2011
Rain, rain go away....
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| Great picture Charity! |
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| Wow! |
Thursday, June 16, 2011
In case you haven't heard...
It is almost time for the CHEF CONFERENCE!! You don't want to miss it! See you in St. Charles!!!
Monday, June 13, 2011
Godliness & Contentment
But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out of it. But if we have food and clothing, we will be content with that. – 1 Timothy 6:6-8
We know as believers that we should be content with such things as we have. Normally for folks that means being content with what they 'don't' have. Or, being satisfied with what they've been given. Translation "settle for what I have". Isn't that saying "Settle for and not fuss about what the Lord has limited me to"?
I think it is wise to look at this verse in relation to life and see that we should 'Be content with what we have'. Be content with who is in our family, our job, our friends, our situations or past; as well as food and clothes. If we are internally pining away, inside 'discontent' with who our friends or realtives are, then we are not being content.
Those of us who are 'conservative', who are supposed to 'be the example of godliness'(?) I fear we are most guilty of all of not being content with such things as we have. There is nothing wrong with striving to 'gain more godliness', and there is surely no wrong in maintaining the 'standard', especially in this perverse generation...but are we really content with what we have? This verse may seem to only be speaking of food and clothes but I think we should be wise and have a 'spirit of contentment' in all things. I don't see that we can be content with food and clothes and always discontent with the folks and situations that the Lord has put around us.
May the Soverign Lord give us grace today to have great gain today by living godly and being content.
Philippians 4:11 Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content
1 Timothy 6:8 And having food and raiment let us be therewith content
Hebrews 13:5 Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee
3 John 1:10 Wherefore, if I come, I will remember his deeds which he doeth, prating against us with malicious words: and not content therewith, neither doth he himself receive the brethren, and forbiddeth them that would, and casteth them out of the church.
We know as believers that we should be content with such things as we have. Normally for folks that means being content with what they 'don't' have. Or, being satisfied with what they've been given. Translation "settle for what I have". Isn't that saying "Settle for and not fuss about what the Lord has limited me to"?
I think it is wise to look at this verse in relation to life and see that we should 'Be content with what we have'. Be content with who is in our family, our job, our friends, our situations or past; as well as food and clothes. If we are internally pining away, inside 'discontent' with who our friends or realtives are, then we are not being content.
Those of us who are 'conservative', who are supposed to 'be the example of godliness'(?) I fear we are most guilty of all of not being content with such things as we have. There is nothing wrong with striving to 'gain more godliness', and there is surely no wrong in maintaining the 'standard', especially in this perverse generation...but are we really content with what we have? This verse may seem to only be speaking of food and clothes but I think we should be wise and have a 'spirit of contentment' in all things. I don't see that we can be content with food and clothes and always discontent with the folks and situations that the Lord has put around us.
May the Soverign Lord give us grace today to have great gain today by living godly and being content.
Philippians 4:11 Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content
1 Timothy 6:8 And having food and raiment let us be therewith content
Hebrews 13:5 Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee
3 John 1:10 Wherefore, if I come, I will remember his deeds which he doeth, prating against us with malicious words: and not content therewith, neither doth he himself receive the brethren, and forbiddeth them that would, and casteth them out of the church.
Father forgets; W. Livingston Larned
I found this many years ago and have used it in sermons over the years to inspire men to be better Dads, hopefully it will help someone slow down and realize we are raising young men and ladies, but they are still children and need love and understanding more than our busy schedules sometimes allow for, may God grasp your heart and hold it for the Love of His dear son, and your dear sons, God bless, brett
"Listen, son: I am saying this to you as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside.
There are things I was thinking, son: I had been cross to you. I scolded you as you were dressing for school because you gave your face merely a dab with a towel. I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes. I called out angrily when you threw some of your things on the floor.
At breakfast I found fault, too. You spilled things. You gulped down your food. You put your elbows on the table. You spread butter too thick on your bread. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved a hand and called, "Goodbye, Daddy!" and I frowned, and said in reply, "Hold your shoulders back!"
Then it began all over again in the late afternoon. As I came up the road I spied you, down on your knees, playing marbles. There were holes in your stockings. I humiliated you before your boyfriends by marching you ahead of me to the house. Stockings were expensive-and if you had to buy them you would be more careful! Imagine that, son, from a father!
Do you remember, later, when I was reading in the library, how you came in timidly, with a sort of hurt look in your eyes? When I glanced up over my paper, impatient at the interruption, you hesitated at the door. "What is it you want?" I snapped.
You said nothing, but ran across in one tempestuous plunge, and threw your arms around my neck and kissed me, and your small arms tightened with affection that God had sent blooming in your heart and which neglect could not wither. And then you were gone, pattering up the stairs.
Well, son, it was shortly afterwards that my paper slipped from my hands and a terrible sickening fear came over me. What was it habit had been doing to me? The habit of finding fault, of reprimanding- this was my reward to you for being a boy. It was not that I did not love you; it was that I expected too much of youth. I was measuring you by the yardstick of my own years.
And there was so much that was so good and fine and true in your character. The little heart in you was as big as the dawn itself over the wide hills. This was shown by your spontaneous impulse to rush in and kiss me good night. Nothing else matters tonight, son. I have come to your bedside in the darkness, and I have knelt there, ashamed!
It is a feeble atonement; I know you would not understand these things if I told them to you during your waking hours. But tomorrow I will be a real daddy! I will chum with you, and suffer when you suffer, and laugh when you laugh. I will bite my tongue when impatient words come. I will keep saying as if it were a ritual: "He is nothing but a boy-a little boy!"
I am afraid I have visualized you as a man. Yet as I see you now, son, crumpled and weary on your cot, I see that you are still a baby. Yesterday you were in your mother's arms, your head on her shoulder. I have asked too much, too much.
If you got this far, resist the urge to rationalize any behaviors the Holy Spirit has convicted you of, but simply repent, and ask The Lord to turn your hearts to your children, and determine like this dear Father, to be a better daddy tomorrow than you were today. God bless, Brett
"Listen, son: I am saying this to you as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside.
There are things I was thinking, son: I had been cross to you. I scolded you as you were dressing for school because you gave your face merely a dab with a towel. I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes. I called out angrily when you threw some of your things on the floor.
At breakfast I found fault, too. You spilled things. You gulped down your food. You put your elbows on the table. You spread butter too thick on your bread. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved a hand and called, "Goodbye, Daddy!" and I frowned, and said in reply, "Hold your shoulders back!"
Then it began all over again in the late afternoon. As I came up the road I spied you, down on your knees, playing marbles. There were holes in your stockings. I humiliated you before your boyfriends by marching you ahead of me to the house. Stockings were expensive-and if you had to buy them you would be more careful! Imagine that, son, from a father!
Do you remember, later, when I was reading in the library, how you came in timidly, with a sort of hurt look in your eyes? When I glanced up over my paper, impatient at the interruption, you hesitated at the door. "What is it you want?" I snapped.
You said nothing, but ran across in one tempestuous plunge, and threw your arms around my neck and kissed me, and your small arms tightened with affection that God had sent blooming in your heart and which neglect could not wither. And then you were gone, pattering up the stairs.
Well, son, it was shortly afterwards that my paper slipped from my hands and a terrible sickening fear came over me. What was it habit had been doing to me? The habit of finding fault, of reprimanding- this was my reward to you for being a boy. It was not that I did not love you; it was that I expected too much of youth. I was measuring you by the yardstick of my own years.
And there was so much that was so good and fine and true in your character. The little heart in you was as big as the dawn itself over the wide hills. This was shown by your spontaneous impulse to rush in and kiss me good night. Nothing else matters tonight, son. I have come to your bedside in the darkness, and I have knelt there, ashamed!
It is a feeble atonement; I know you would not understand these things if I told them to you during your waking hours. But tomorrow I will be a real daddy! I will chum with you, and suffer when you suffer, and laugh when you laugh. I will bite my tongue when impatient words come. I will keep saying as if it were a ritual: "He is nothing but a boy-a little boy!"
I am afraid I have visualized you as a man. Yet as I see you now, son, crumpled and weary on your cot, I see that you are still a baby. Yesterday you were in your mother's arms, your head on her shoulder. I have asked too much, too much.
If you got this far, resist the urge to rationalize any behaviors the Holy Spirit has convicted you of, but simply repent, and ask The Lord to turn your hearts to your children, and determine like this dear Father, to be a better daddy tomorrow than you were today. God bless, Brett
Sunday, June 5, 2011
A GREAT PARTY!!
What a great sweet 16 party! Our awesome
daughter in law made the 'coolest cake' ever!
Not to mention that she did all the shopping for the food AND cooked it all! Our dear sweet friends came from 'afar' which we knew was a huge sacrifice and we are soo glad they did! The kids stayed up all night~that made for a bit of groggy visiting the next day but it was worth it! Thank 'you all', for a fantastic time of family, friends, fun and fellowship!
And thank you to our awesome son Adam who made the 'great room' happen so we had a place for the dancing!! We love you!
(Did I mention that Kyra cleaned the whole house after you all left? She said it helped with the 'downer'! Let's do it again in September for Kyra's 18!!! Also thank you to The Grand Ghillie Guy (aka Mr. Purdom) for supplying music!
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Good party, great friends!
Birthday girl!
Go guy!
2 sweet gals!
Dance? We'd rather play with the fan!
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| Our Scottish Country Dance Teachers and Friends |
Bad Beautiful Brian! lol And his momma! :)
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| What a cute couple! :) |
Billy boy!
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| Singing happy birthday! AGAIN!!! :) |
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| Birthday Girl And Her Daddy! :) (Holding her cool hat) :) |
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