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Saturday, 31 March 2012

  • Returning to face-to-face (not Facebook)! Maybe for resurrection of real Life, not virtual. . .

    Last night we heard Alex Kendrick who played the lead role (as Adam Mitchell) in the movie COURAGEOUS. What an amazing man, a godly man!  He's heard "God said!"  He has done what "God said!"  He learned to be quiet until God gave the "how" about what "God said." He learned to wait on God's timing for what "God said!" He has seen the favor of God bless what "God says!" 

    The story of God's work in Alex Kendrick's life is one to encourage every person who knows Jesus Christ to come to unity with the Body of Christ to do what "God said!" This is one of the great lessons Alex shares with his audience. He challenged us! 

    Our world could be changed if all who are in Christ Jesus united to simply live Christ in our families, our neighborhoods, our communities, our interaction with others on every level, locally, nationally and globally.

    Be Courageous to speak truth in Christ and live it before your family, friends, co-workers, fellow students, neighbors and civic workers.  Do the right thing (according to God's Word) boldly, with courage, as you bring back to life those realms which we have allowed to remain in the darkness of godlessness! Redeem the time for the days are evil.  Time is redemptive is believers live Christ!  Use today for redemption. Discard all that is not redemptive -- eternal in significance.  Someone is dependent upon you tis moment for Christ-Life to be imparted to their life.  Do it now, this moment. Leave the computer, cell phone or I-pad or whatever, and interact with a human, face-to-face.  Let that person hear your voice and see the love of Christ  emanating from your smile and your presence.  You bring Christ into their moment when you are there. Listen to the Holy Spirit for what to do, for He will make Chrsit real to the others in your presence if you love them with the pure love of Christ and act upon the Spirit's voice.  Do it. . . don't just write about it.

    I'm outta here~!

Friday, 30 September 2011

  • Back to XANGA & NOAH & THE ARK tomorrow!

    Friday at First A/G, Ft. Myers, FL,  NOAH AND THE ARK begins!

    The cast of NOAH AND THE ARK, live animals with special guests, Donavan and family, begin the first of 5 presentations at 7 PM Friday, September 30.  Saturday and Sunday, Oct. 1 & 2 will have performances at 3 and 7 PM.  

    Pastor Dan Betzer  -- Noah; Pastor Art Van Zanten - Heckler; Pastor Jeff Leatherman - Japheth, Noah's Son; Pastor Brandon Strickler  & Pastor Corey Baker (Suprise element); Stacey Leatherman - Elizabeth, Japheth's wife; Angela Bryant- Miriam, mother of Elizabeth; Darlene Betzer - Mrs. Noah (Caroline) plus an amazing cast of supporting players: Ham, Ham's wife, Noah's friend, Town's people, Hecklers, god venders, youth choirs, live animals. . . 

    NO CHARGE - FREE ADMISSION - Bring your family and friends and umbrellas -- there is gonna be a flood...!!

    First Assembly of God Church, Colonial and Summerlin, Fort Myers, FL Phone: 239-936-6277.  www.famfm.com

Wednesday, 02 September 2009

  • REUNIONS! Past, Present and Future

    My High School reunion happens this weekend in Nebraska.  I can't be there. The Columbus High School Class of '54 is gathering.  I send my love and greetings to those who will be there.

    We were a great class of graduates.  I wonder what has happened to us all through the years.  What have we accomplished and contributed to the world? What difference did we make in life?

    Reunions are wonderful! Families reunited to reminisce and reconnect. Class reunions bring back great memories (some not so great). It is strange how often our memories crystalize past events of triumphs and failures! The value of reunions is the hope it gives to others to overcome with triumph! I have been to great family reunions -- the Culp, Beem, Betzer family have great reunions -- mostly on the West Coast. They are always worth the sacrifice and planning to get there.

    The High School class reunion of mine is happening without me.  Yet, I have spent some hours trying to put together some pics and comments for the event. I pulled out a few snapshots last night.  I had none worth making a huge statement about when it somes to the media and technology we are accustomed to today. I'd have to do a You Tube presentation to make an impact out of these still shots. I have a few of classmates and friends who were special and cared enough to share their Senior Picture!

    Pictures of Columbus, NE days include some of Dad and Mom, Pastor and Mrs. C.T. Beem, of the Assembly of God church in town. It was a small, white frame building which sat on the corner of a major road through town.  The parsonage (minister's house) was next door. All my best pictures of the front of the church and house are with snow piled up! I recall drifts up to the eve spouts on the roof. Icycles could get as long as four feet in perfect winter weather warming up! Walking through the snow to school was not always so romantic as we like to tell.  It was a pain, actually!  Pain in the feet which might get frozen if there is too long an exposure time.

    High school was a wonderful time - busy, busy, busy! With extra-cirricular music rehearsals and clubs after school, etc., the days were always too short. I recall the privilege of being Advertising Manager of the yearbook and being involved in our campus newspaper. My visits to the businesses in town enlarged my circle of friends greatly. Classmates of various talents and interests were great friends, some parents were willing to buy ads! Great experience for life! College Prep courses included two years of Spanish, which were, sadly, mostly vocabulary!

    Musical groups and events were prominent more so than some other interests I pursued.  As one of the piano accompanists for the music department, I played every day. As a student, I habitually had more on my plate than twenty four hours could include. To give full attention to every interest I needed more hours in a day -- still my natural inclination today.  

    This reunion is the 55th of the class of '54. I missed all other reunions.  Like a person caught in a maze, the reunion has so many areas of interest to me that I could spend the day writing.  Every path leads to someone with an open door at the other end leading to someone else. . .the connection goes on and on.

    For some of us, reunions are filled with great anticipation! And a bit of anxiety, maybe fear! Who really wants to have others see us in our less than perfect state (something other than our posed, air-brushed and published yearbook or Facebook/ Twitter pictures), or with added pounds, or wrinkled skin (actually character lines, you know)! If only we could have done the physical therapy needed to sustain such youthful toned bodies!

    I live far from the site of the runion (in FL) but would have been there in a heartbeat if I could.  I am not physically able to make that trip alone. It would have been wonderful. Reunion organizers, Fred and Marlene and others, have put together a couple days to enjoy being together. I was asked to pray before the dinner. Now that I am not able to make it, Fred will do it, I suppose.

    To me the prayer was important!! The thought occured to me that there will never be another Class Reunion of "54 where all the people living will now be able to be present.  Not all of us will be still living.  Some will have "finished their course", so to speak. Unless I connect in some other way, I am missing an historic event, an opportunity of a lifetime.

    It is this aspect of any reunion which makes it so very timely and important.  There is only one time through life and then what follows this earthly life will begin for each one of us.

    I wanted to see each classmate and hear about their life and their hopes and aspirations.  Certainly people still cling to the confident hope that life is full of opportunities until the very last breath!  I do! Dan and I live with the vision of dreams which God has put in our hearts.  We are just beginning to see the greatest days of our lives. We have poured out our lives to Christ through all these years.  He has invested our lives for His eternal purpose. We are longing to see the fulfillment of vision which God planted in our hearts years ago.  We have a world-wide community which is full of people who are in the vision! Locally, we are linked with this global human family. We clearly see the purpose of God for their lives and want to bring to each one the means by which life is lived God's way.

    I had hoped to be at the Class Reunion this week to share about our lives and let them see what the foundational days of my life led to. The work Dan and I do is that of linking people to God and training them to know Him and teaching them to obey Him and  watching them delight His heart with their intercessory living. God imparts to them HIS worldview according to HIS Word which we teach.  Those who are reconnected to HIM by Spirit-birthing through faith in Jesus Christ become New Creation people. They become global harvesters, training others to do the same. His global harvest is waiting for laborers trained and sent out by the precious congregation of Christ-followers we serve as Under-Shepherds.  Our Great Shepherd, Jesus Christ, is our Sovereign Lord over all the nations and rulers of the world.   As Pastor-Teachers, Dan and I fit into God's grand scheme of things -- found in the Bible -- and we are privileged to be intentionally abandoned and surrendered to Christ's full purpose for living.  We are carefully completing the details of this assignment for our lives.  When God has competed His purpose for this assignment, He will reposition us in the Body of Christ for the next.

    Our motivation for our living as pastor-teachers has to do with Reunion:  Reunion with Jesus Christ and with all who are IN CHRIST JESUS through Spirit-birthing! That final review of standing before Jesus at His Bema, His judgement seat, or reviewing stand, will come just before that great Reunion Supper, The Marriage Supper of the Lamb (Jesus, Himself, God's sacrifice Lamb for the sins of the world).

    While the Class of '54 has some great people in it, some have left this life. Others may pass on  before the Reunion Supper on Friday night. We are not the sustainers of our own breath of life. It is from God. This might be my last note on Facebook. Yet, the final Reunion for me in heaven is one of great anticipation, for I KNOW that many precious people in my life have lived their lives ready for that final review and reunion with other Christ-followers on that final Day. It will be a great reunion with Christ-followers in Heaven.

    My nagging thought for my class reunion is this:  Has anyone told them the excitement and joy of being fully surrendered to the Lord of Life, Jesus Christ?  Has anyone really spoken to them the incredible challenge of giving your Life to someone who is the Author and Creator of Life?  Have there been opportunities to see the amazing reality of having Christ as Resident Life within your innermost being?  Has there been an encounter with the power of Jesus Christ to BE LIFE within?  Have they experienced the lavish love of God through Jesus Christ? If not, I wanted to love them with His extravagant grace and scandalous mercy!

    I may have to start writing to my class mates.  I may have to put together a book about what I know about Jesus.  They must not miss the reality of Jesus as Life to live from. The Presence of Jesus Christ inside our bodies is the amazing "hope" spoken of by the Apostle Paul when He says, "There is a mystery hid from the foundation of the world and it is this: Christ IN YOU, the HOPE OF GLORY!"  ( Colossians 1:27 Darlene's partial paraphrase)

    No, Christ-followers are not a class of super people. We were quite ordinary "used-to-be"sinners.  Some of us thought we were 'saints' and were not like the others who were such 'public' sinners.  Actually, I had no clue I was just like the rest of the fallen race of humanity.  That reality is what changed my life. When you have a status as a "sinner" which you are unable to alter, you are hopelessly troubled and guilty! It is a divided life! IMpossible to sustain! During high school days I proudly witnessed to people about Jesus and tried to give a testimony of who Jesus was/is.  Yet, my evaluation of my own spirituality was full of great pride.  I felt I would certainly not do some things I knew some kids were doing.  No sireee!  Not me!

    Some years later, as a young pastor's wife, I realized that I had never seen my sin nature for what it was.  I was crushed to admit that I was just another in the long line of sinners who make up the human family!  The only problem is that God is the one who give us a pardon from the death penalty for being born sinners. It was the Fall in the Garden that did us all in!  It is Adam's sin that plunged us all into the state of being 'sinners.'

    My efforts to be good, as noble as I thought they were, were only part of the quest of man to not do evil and to try to do only good. I had not fully trusted in Jesus Christ as Life. I didn't know Him as an internal Resident whose Life was there for me to Live from. I didn't understand that I didn't have to create Him by my good works. He is God Ever-Present IN me.

    Now that I know Christ's Life inside of me is the only sinless life, I do not have to keep trying to be "like" Him.  His Life is available for me to use as the Source of all my living.  That is what's happening at this momet!  I am alowing His Spirit to ooze out of me through this writing. . .so as to draw attention to Jesus Christ, rather than to myself.  For the words He speaks are Spirit and Life.  They will produce desire towards Him.  If I sin, He is my advocate before the Father. If we confess our sin, He is faithful and just to forgive our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

    I wanted to be at the Class Reunion to let Jesus "ooze" out of my life into theirs. I want them to be at that final Reunion where we are at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb (Jesus, God's Lamb). That Reunion is one none of us want to miss!

    There's only one way to get there -- God's! He will not announce the date, but all are invited and we are to live in a state of readiness!  Washed in the Blood of Jesus Christ, Clothed in His Righteousness, Fulfilling His Great Commission to take the message to everyone on the planet in every generation. . . the legacy of Christ is passed on by Spirit-filled people headed to our Reunion with Jesus in the air. 

    Some call Christ's appearance in the air, "The Rapture". It is called "catching away" in the New Testament. If you are alive at Christ's coming in air and miss the Rapture, you will certainly also miss the Reunion at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb!

    I pray my classmates know about THAT great REUNION!  It is one none of us want to miss.  Not if we realize the significance of that eternal moment! Jesus waits for us to respond to His invitation! "Come, the Spirit and the Bride say Come."~~

     Fred, I know your prayer won't be a sermon -- but I'd like to be there to dump my heart out to all who are. Blessings!

    Note: (For more information about being ready, please send me a message.)

     

Thursday, 27 August 2009

  • "Tey Twa"! You shouldn't say what you don't understand!

    "Tey twa!" said with an index pointed at the subject, was a great way to quiet our girls when our  two younger girls were getting a bit out of sorts. 

    A missionary friend had used it on Diana, our middle daughter, years ago when  on a road trip to Branson from Springfield. Diana, a toddler, got fussy.  She was geting restless, being cooped up on my lap in the back seat of the car with chatting adults. A bit of repeated whimpering and Margaret simply pointed her index finger at Diana, and quietly but sharply said, "Tey twa!" Startled, Diana was immediately silent!

    This was followed by instruction which Margaret gave to her (for my behalf) was this: "Our African mothers do not allow their infants to whimper or fuss like that. They are to be quiet and not to disturb in the presence of adults!" (I got the implication of her statement and quickly continued to calm Diana!) 

    Since it had been an effective corrective for a fussy child that day, I soon adopted it as a really neat way of quieting our two younger girls in public.  Often I would resort to that quiet, direct command "Tey twa" -- my index finger over my lips -- to signal that it was time to shush or to stop the whining.  Most of the time it worked.

    I had been feeling quite proud of the new-found way to settle the girls, until one day I asked if anyone knew what "Tey twa" (however it is spelled) meant. 

    To my shock, I was told that it meant "SHUT UP!" 

    Horrified at such a rude display of manners before others, I stopped instantly!  After all, our family had never spoken in such words -- EVER!  My parents had not allowed the words, "Shut up!" in our home.  .  . and certainly never had spoken to my brothers and me in such a way. (That is not to mean that their directives were not corrective, and if necessary had with their words the appropriate actions to halt such actions.) We were disciplined to obey and act appropriately.

    They might have said, "Be still!"  But NEVER, "Shut up!" Neither did Dan and I use those words with our children.

    When I learned that I had been using an African phrase, so blatently rude to the girls, we did laugh about it a lot. But, I have often wondered how many people knew the meaning of the words and looked at me as a very crude woman, rude to her children. I took it as a stunning indictment of my parenting choices.  It is one thing in an African culture to use such a command.  But to actually use such words in English.  No! That is not our way.

    Fortunately, our young daughters had not known that I was being rude to them in saying, "Shut up!" They had understood the exact intent of the index finger to the lips and the quiet insistence of my "Tey twa!" and there was not one moment of argument about it.  After all, it worked. 

    Today I see children who disturb public places where families are gathered for lunch or dinner and I want to say to them "Tey twa!"  A good sharp rebuke by a parent might bring a quiet calm to the otherwise uncorrected and distrubed child.  But, alas, there is no attention given to the screaming or yelling child. 

    I don't know what African words could be used to speak to the parents, but perhaps there is some Swahili or Zulu way of correcting the parents which I could yell across the room:  "Zula bomba!" or some similar sounding rebuke, meaning "Pay attention to your child!  He needs your attention! Don't ignore his cries -- we can't! Try settling him down with instruction to be quiet!"  Or maybe one SHOULD say, "SIT DOWN AND BE QUIET!" to the child on the parent's behalf. (Not actually in real life, of course! You might get decked or sued or asked to leave the place!)  But, someone needs to care for the sake of the child's future!! A fiirm, "SHUT UP!" followed by any necessary action to see it happened would indeed be a most loving act on the parent's part! "Who the Lord loves He chastens!" Some fearful parents need some godly training concerning the love-implications of correcting your disturbing child. (Parents often need to be set free from the prison their children have created!)

    Some unruly kids just  need my missionary friend, Margaret, around.  She could fix the situation . . .  calmly!, yet very directly. Her ability to quiet the children would instantly bring quiet to the whole room.

    Thank God for Margaret Jones, mother to my long time friend and missionary to Africa herself, Ginny Jones Corbin! Margaret is with Jesus, now.  Little did she know how that moment in the back seat of Dad's car would effect our lives.

    Mom and Dad, I am sorry to have been so rude to the girls.  But in using "Tey twa" it didn't seem like a rude statement to the girls.  They didn't know!  I didn't know! We do laugh about it now! Interestingly enough,  we have been able to take our children anywhere in public without having them throw a fit or scream or be unruly! What incredible kids!

    Wait a minute. . . I just remembered our most recent family vacation!! Who was that large family group that took over every restaurant we ate at -- with our loud and raucus laughter and hilarity together -- sounds of love and fun as a family?  I think that was us!  Even our kids enjoyed it. . . but there was no need for Margaret. She would have been laughing, too! When love erupts in a family it can be rather loud, you know. That's what its like when Jesus is the Lord of the family! 

    Thank you, Lord. I haven't ever heard our family say, "Shut up!" We have had a respect, even for our children who are tired and out of sorts and refuse to quiet down.  We respectfully remove them from the scene and in some out of the way place do our "Tey Twa" adminstration to their fleshy part of the posterior. Silence usually prevails. . . smiles are not far behind the crying! Learning to respect the directives of parents has been a learning experience for each child! 

    "Spare the rod, spoil the child."  Someone gave that directive in a well known book. . .Yes, it was in God's Book!

    Spank if you have to, but don't yell "Tey Twa!" Bring up a child in the way she should go and when she is old she will not depart from it. It is amazing, but our grandchildren are incredibly polite children in public.  We can take them anywhere.  The index finger to the lips is a great way to remind kids when they are getting a bit too loud for the room we are in.  They get it! It is often we adults who get out of hand at times. 

    But then, what a great testimony to the joy and happiness of a loving family who have centered their lives in Jesus Christ. . . prevailing Christ-love does have sounds which are recognizably that of true love and respect for one another.  I think the world needs to hear more sounds like this!! What a great family time we have together. Can't wait till next time! ~~

Saturday, 22 August 2009

  • Hurts, Hang-ups and Hallelujahs!

    Sitting under the blow dryer, I realized the sounds of grandchildren and friends were wonderful! Lois was working on the recovering hair -- rendered unmanageable by surgery some months ago.  Graciously, she gave me time to get healthy again and appear in public with a managed mane. . . all because of her care of my hair.  Periodically, she would make her recovery work. She made my hair do what only she knew how to do.  I did'nt have a clue how surgery effected the hair strands.  She knew I would struggle and she decided to do something to make it easier for me.  Thanks to her, I regained control of this daily struggle to organize my hair in as flattering style as possible.

    Have you ever been caught in the rain and knew you would die if you saw your hair dresser or barber just at that moment?  This can be a social hang-up -- having to appear your best in order to be sociable!

    It happened to me yesterday.  There is this amazing man in our community which has a master's touch with hair -- Vinnie is his name.  He is absolutely a magician at making people look sensational, as much as possible. He trains his personnel so well that the reputation of his salon is one of great renown.  Vinnie has been doing my hair for years.  Lois is one of his gals at the salon. Lois is also a godly woman who recognized an opportunity to assist while I was recovering from back surgery.  The gift Lois gave me is beyond any monetary value I could pay.  She came to me, brought her tools and worked on my hair right in my kitchen.  When I wasn't going out, she offered to come to me!  She brought her gorgeous daughter, Abby, the clean-up artist.

    These monthly visits of Lois have brought me through to a place where I am able to manage my hair again. Until recently, I reserved my strength for "have to" things -- husband, home, church and doctor's appointments until this summer.  I have been careful to recover my body to full strength before returning to heavy housework, etc.  I have been blessed by Lois making possible such a good recovery.  She has had the gift of helps and the Holy Spirit prompted her to minister to me in this way. She has done such a great job caring for my hair these months.

    What about yesterday (the day before a needed cut and style)?  I took our grandchildren to the store to get soccer cleats for one of them.  We parked, ran through the rain to get into the store. . . and became a bit more disheveled than ever due to the wet hair.

    Just when I was checking out, I spotted Vinnie!  My master hairdresser for years! -- the one who sets the standard for all the rest. No I hadn't fixed my hair since the rain.  I had not done my face after being out in the rain at the house. I was not dressed in my best. I was fully prepared to quickly purchase the soccer cleats and get back in the car, knowing I was an unknown shopper in the store! I was headed for home! I had seen no one I knew!

     

    NEVERTHELESS, I stood there, for only one moment!  I saw our great friend, Vinnie!  I had not seen him for months.  What a great treat to run into him.  My first thought: Hug his neck and greet him enthusiastically! 

    But, MY HAIR!!! It is typical to have your best customers properly represent your trade and skills in the community.  It is good for business!

    That thought never entered my mind!  My friend was here and I was able to see him again! What a great moment for me!  I knew he was as happy to see me as I was to see him.  So we greeted each other enthusiastically and exchanged a brief, friendly hug.  I introduced our grandchildren (he has done their mother's hair for years at times). We chatted and exchanged a bit of news.  We said, "Goodbye". 

    I then went back to gathering our purchases -- soccer cleats and stuff.  Those things were incidental to the moment of seeing Vinnie!  Reunion and regaining our close heart-to-heart connection as friends who are in a community of SW Florida -- that was the main thing.

     

    You know, Vinnie is one of my closest friends in our community, really!  It is not something advertised to the world.  But we have had conversations on a very deep level about many things -- all while he was 'doing' my hair from time to time. My husband and I have appreciated Vinnie and his business in our community.

    You see, I remember the first day when my greatest concern for Vinnie was whether He was aware of God's lavish love for him and all who were in his salon.  I needed to know.  So I simply asked him.  He was gracious and courteous as he responded with kindness.  So through the years, I have seen Christianity through Vinnie's eyes.  It has been a great school for me. I have seen a man with integrity and honesty make choices which cost him dearly. Vinnie has been willing to be a man of courtesy and grace to people of all backgrounds. He has been willing to sacrifice for choices made in business which were not profitable.

    Today I realize our encounter yesterday was certainly not one of showing off my hair style or what I was wearing or not wearing. Our encounter was one of two people who have learned to respect each other in the business they are in. . .and are willing to speak honestly and with no reluctance about values which matter and about God who brought them to when they are today. It didn't matter what he thought about my unkept look, it mattered that two friends, absent from each other for a season, were able to see each other again. 

    Our exchange was very brief. . . but heartwarming.  No, I was not proud of the fact of how I looked. But our relationship has been due to spiritual exchanges, not because of style or hairdo discussions.  Our friendship has been about things that last beyond this life. . . about what God thinks about things . . . and how perceptions effect opinions -- how our influence in the community is impacted by the choices we make in daily matters.

    One day, Jesus will appear suddenly!  He will come in the clouds and will call to himself all who are Spirit-born Christ followers, ready for His coming. 

    It will not matter what clothing you are wearing or if the rain has made you look like you never "did" your hair, ever!  Nothing will matter except a relationship you have with Jesus Christ.  It will matter how you have responded to God's offer to receive His Son and accept the gift of God-life, a quality of life which cannot be attained to, but only received as a gift from God -- a life that endures and lasts forever. It will matter only that you have been quickened in your spirit, made alive to God by the Holy Spirit and have received the Spirit of Life in Jesus Christ -- a gift of God. 

     

    Like the sudden encounter with my friend and master hairdresser, Vinnie, my readiness to intersect with his day was only because of friendship, a heart relationship with him.  It certainly was not because he was thrilled to see how well I represented him and his skills as a stylist!  It is a great illustration of the moment of sudden appearance of Jesus Christ in the air.

     

    Jesus cares only about my being ready for Him!  He cares that my heart is eager to see Him. He delights when I am more in love with Him than any one or anything in life. That is what makes it such joy for my husband, Dan, and I to have great hopes for all of our friends in our community to actually join us when Jesus appears in the air.

    We have friends from so many churches scattered around SW Florida.  We are certain they will share the joy of the "catching away" in the air that day when Jesus appears.

    We want all our friends and their coworkers to be ready for that moment.   So we continue to speak about Jesus and the lavish love shown us all through His sinless Life and His death on the Cross of Calvary. We are excited to tell about our hope in having Christ in our lives -- His resurrection life which enables us to live in the way God designed us, fulfilling God's purpose for us! 

    That sudden encounter with Vinnie yesterday was a shock to me when I got home and realized just how awful I looked in the mirror.  Sadly, Vinnie saw me at my worst.  But friends love at all times. 

     

    So God sees us through the lens of His love -- not through our ability to "dress up" this flesh and try to look good!  He sees our death to sin and self and our resurrection Life which we have received!  He has identified us as a friend -- and He Himself loves us at all times.  


    The clothing I will wear when Jesus appears in the air are required in order for me to be caught always with Him.

    The Bible says that Christ's Church ready for His coming will be robed in spotless white!  That is the righteousness of Jesus Christ. 

    Regardless of my outfit for the day, righteousness is a God-given garment which is spiritual clothing which we keep clean by the choices we make at all times.  The only thing which will mar or stain the righteousness, the white robe of holiness, is sin.  The Blood of Jesus cleanses from all sin.  Therefore, I am checking every impulse of my heart to the prompting of the Holy Spirit.  If He convicts of sin, I immediately repent and am cleansed and washed through the blood of Jesus Christ. 

    Keeping the sin from becoming a stain requires an immediate turning from that sin to do just the opposite of sin.  Therefore, we are able to present ourselves to our Heavenly Bridegroom in robes of spotless white, like a Bride adorned for her husband.

    If you are in Christ's Spirit-birthed throng of people, you are His Bride, His Church ready for His soon return in the air. Hallelujah!

    Even so, come Lord Jesus.  Maranatha!

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"Watch how I do things. Learn the "Unforced Rhythms of Grace " -- Jesus' words (from Matthew, Chapter 11, THE MESSAGE) According to the International Programs Center, U.S. Bureau of the Census, the total population of the World, projected to 02/03/06 at 08:19 GMT (EST+5) is 6,495,378,315

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  • Love GOD. Love my family. Love our church family -- here and scattered around the globe. Learning to love the world of people everywhere -- like God does -- with pure and extravagantly lavish love. Learning the "unforced rhythms of grace" -- the way Jesus does things! Enjoy: time to write, read, play piano/organ, golf, walk SW Florida's white sandy beaches--English flower gardens -- open meadows with wildflowers in the Ozark mountains and Swiss Alps, Snow-capped Rockies, Silverthorn's lakes and log cabins, Petra's treasury, Austria's hills 'alive with the sound of music' -- the Galilee -- wild animals of South Africa -- Lighthouse Children's Shelter's hope for AIDS and abandoned babies of Africa -- Master's Commission hope for our world -- memory of my godly father, CT, a man to emulate thru the ages-- Grandma Beem -- our international family pix --the promise of eternity with God--the actuality (now) of Christ's Life as a Life to live from. . . Learning to obey Him explicitly!