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~WildRoseCowgirl~
Jesus My Redeemer
Proverbs 17:22 A merry heart doesth good like a medicine but a broken spirit drieth up the bones. (my favorite verse)
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~WildRoseCowgirl~
Jesus My Redeemer
Blessings before the meal
May the blessing of the five loaves and two fishes, which God divided amongst five thousand men, be ours; and may the King who made the division put luck back in our food and in our portion. Amen.
The grace of God and the favor of Patrick on all that we see and all that we do.
The blessing that God put on the five loaves and two fishes, may He put on this food.
Bless us, O Lord, Bless our food and drink,
You Who has so dearly redeemed us
And has saved us from evil,
As You have given us this share of food,
May You give us our share of everlasting glory.
May the blessing of the five loaves and two fishes, which God divided amongst five thousand men, be ours; and may the King who made the division put luck back in our food and in our portion. Amen.
The grace of God and the favor of Patrick on all that we see and all that we do.
The blessing that God put on the five loaves and two fishes, may He put on this food.
Bless us, O Lord, Bless our food and drink,
You Who has so dearly redeemed us
And has saved us from evil,
As You have given us this share of food,
May You give us our share of everlasting glory.
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~WildRoseCowgirl~
Jesus My Redeemer
Its Gealic,
May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, the rain fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of his hand.
May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, the rain fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of his hand.
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~WildRoseCowgirl~
Jesus My Redeemer
yeah, I love anything Irish so I go around on the net looking for pretty things like that.
A Morning Irish Blessing
We believe, O God of all Gods,
That thou art the eternal Father of life.
We believe, O God of all good,
That Thou art the eternal Father of Love.
We believe O Lord and God of the peoples
That thou art the creator of the high heavens,
That Thou are the creator of the skies above,
That Thou art creator of the oceans below.
We believe O Lord and God of the peoples
That Thou art He who created our souls and set their warp,
Who created our bodies from dust and from ashes,
Who gave to our bodies our breath and to our souls their possession.
Father, bless to us our bodies.
Father, bless to us our souls.
Father, bless to us our lives. Father, bless to us our beliefs.
A Morning Irish Blessing
We believe, O God of all Gods,
That thou art the eternal Father of life.
We believe, O God of all good,
That Thou art the eternal Father of Love.
We believe O Lord and God of the peoples
That thou art the creator of the high heavens,
That Thou are the creator of the skies above,
That Thou art creator of the oceans below.
We believe O Lord and God of the peoples
That Thou art He who created our souls and set their warp,
Who created our bodies from dust and from ashes,
Who gave to our bodies our breath and to our souls their possession.
Father, bless to us our bodies.
Father, bless to us our souls.
Father, bless to us our lives. Father, bless to us our beliefs.
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Krazeekkc
Irregular Nonconformist
The Price Has Been Paid . . .
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, a
studious
> man who taught at a small college in the Western United States. Dr.
> Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this
> particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his
> or her freshman year regardless of his or her major. Although Dr.
> Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel in his
> class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as
nothing
> but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students refused to
> take Christianity seriously. This year, Dr. Christianson had a special
> student named Steve. Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the
> intent of going onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was
> well liked, and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the
> starting center on the school football team, and was the best student in
the
> professor's class. One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after
class
> so he could talk with him. "How many push-ups can you do?" Steve said, "I
do
> about 200 every night." 200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson
> said." Do you think you could do 300?" Steve replied, "I don't know...
I've
> never done 300 at a time." "Do you think you could?" again asked Dr.
> Christianson. "Well, I can try," said Steve. "Can you do 300 in sets of
10?
> I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in
> sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can
> do it," said the professor. Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I
can
> do it." Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let
> me explain what I have in mind." Friday came and Steve got to class early
> and sat in the front of the room. When class started, the professor pulled
> out a big box of donuts. No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts,
they
> were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls.
> Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day, and
> they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr.
> Christianson's class. Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first
> row and asked, "Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?" Cynthia
> said, "Yes." Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve,
would
> you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?" "Sure." Steve
jumped
> down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk.
Dr.
> Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk. Dr. Christianson then went to
> Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do you want a donut?" Joe said,
> "Yes." Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can
> have a donut?" Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went,
down
> the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got
> their donut. And down the second aisle, till Dr. Christianson came to
Scott.
> Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He
was
> popular and never lacking for female companionship. When the professor
> asked, "Scott do you want a donut?" Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my
> own pushups?" Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them." Then
Scott
> said, "Well, I don't want one then." Dr. Christianson shrugged and then
> turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can
> have a donut he doesn't want?" With perfect obedience Steve started to do
> ten pushups. Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!" Dr. Christianson
> said, "Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my
> donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he put a
donut
> on Scott's desk. Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little.
He>
> just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to
be
> getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming
out
> around his brow. Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the
> students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked
Jenny,
> "Jenny, do you want a donut?" Sternly, Jenny said, "No." Then Dr.
> Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more Push-ups so Jenny
> can have a donut that she doesn't want?" Steve did ten....Jenny got a
donut.
> By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were
> beginning to say "No" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the
desks.
> Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these
> pushups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on
the
> floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red
because
> of the physical effort involved. Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was
the
> most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push up to make
> sure he did the full ten pushups in a set because he couldn't bear to
watch
> all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over
to
> where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely. Dr.
> Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class, however, some
> students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps
along
> the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor
> realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34
students
> in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it. Dr.
> Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near
the
> end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot
> more time to complete each set. Steve asked Dr. Christianson, "Do I have
to
> make my nose touch on each one?" Dr. Christianson thought for a moment,
> "Well, they're your pushups. You are in charge now. You can do them any
way
> that you want." And Christianson went on. A few moments later, Jason, a
> recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when
all
> the students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't come in! Stay out!" Jason
> didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let
> him come." Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes
in
> you will have to do ten pushups for him?" Steve said, "Yes, let him come
in.
> Give him a donut" Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get
> Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?" Jason, new
to
> the room hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give me a donut."
> "Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?" Steve
did
> ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was
handed
> a donut and sat down. Dr. Christianson finished the fourth row, then
started
> on those visitors seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking
with
> each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity.
> Sweat was profusely dropping off of his face and, by this time, there was
no
> sound except his heavy breathing, there was not a dry eye in the room. The
> very last two students in the room were two young women, both
cheerleaders,
> and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and
> asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?" Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank
> you." Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten
> push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?" Grunting from
the
> effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda. Then Dr. Christianson
> turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a donut?" Susan, with
> tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why can't I>
> help him?" Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has
to
> do it alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that
> everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When
I
> decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book.
> Steve, here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has
> failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told me
> that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I
> told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the
price
> by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes. "Steve, would
> you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?" As Steve very slowly
> finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished
> all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled
> beneath him and he fell to the floor.
>
> Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said. "And so it was, that our
> Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'into thy hands
> commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything
that
> was required of Him, he yielded up His life. And like some of those in
this
> room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten." Two students helped
> Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a
> thin smile. "Well, done, good and faithful servant," said the professor,
> adding "Not all sermons are preached in words." Turning to his class the
> professor said, "My wish is that you might understand and fully comprehend
> all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to you through the
> sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He spared not only His
> Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all for the whole Church, now and
> forever. Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, the price has
> been paid. Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it laying on
the
> desk?" Share this with someone. It's bound to touch their heart and
> demonstrate Salvation in a very special way.
>
>
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, a
studious
> man who taught at a small college in the Western United States. Dr.
> Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this
> particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his
> or her freshman year regardless of his or her major. Although Dr.
> Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel in his
> class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as
nothing
> but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students refused to
> take Christianity seriously. This year, Dr. Christianson had a special
> student named Steve. Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the
> intent of going onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was
> well liked, and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the
> starting center on the school football team, and was the best student in
the
> professor's class. One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after
class
> so he could talk with him. "How many push-ups can you do?" Steve said, "I
do
> about 200 every night." 200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson
> said." Do you think you could do 300?" Steve replied, "I don't know...
I've
> never done 300 at a time." "Do you think you could?" again asked Dr.
> Christianson. "Well, I can try," said Steve. "Can you do 300 in sets of
10?
> I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in
> sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can
> do it," said the professor. Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I
can
> do it." Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let
> me explain what I have in mind." Friday came and Steve got to class early
> and sat in the front of the room. When class started, the professor pulled
> out a big box of donuts. No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts,
they
> were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls.
> Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day, and
> they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr.
> Christianson's class. Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first
> row and asked, "Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?" Cynthia
> said, "Yes." Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve,
would
> you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?" "Sure." Steve
jumped
> down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk.
Dr.
> Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk. Dr. Christianson then went to
> Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do you want a donut?" Joe said,
> "Yes." Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can
> have a donut?" Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went,
down
> the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got
> their donut. And down the second aisle, till Dr. Christianson came to
Scott.
> Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He
was
> popular and never lacking for female companionship. When the professor
> asked, "Scott do you want a donut?" Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my
> own pushups?" Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them." Then
Scott
> said, "Well, I don't want one then." Dr. Christianson shrugged and then
> turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can
> have a donut he doesn't want?" With perfect obedience Steve started to do
> ten pushups. Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!" Dr. Christianson
> said, "Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my
> donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he put a
donut
> on Scott's desk. Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little.
He>
> just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to
be
> getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming
out
> around his brow. Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the
> students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked
Jenny,
> "Jenny, do you want a donut?" Sternly, Jenny said, "No." Then Dr.
> Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more Push-ups so Jenny
> can have a donut that she doesn't want?" Steve did ten....Jenny got a
donut.
> By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were
> beginning to say "No" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the
desks.
> Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these
> pushups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on
the
> floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red
because
> of the physical effort involved. Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was
the
> most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push up to make
> sure he did the full ten pushups in a set because he couldn't bear to
watch
> all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over
to
> where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely. Dr.
> Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class, however, some
> students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps
along
> the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor
> realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34
students
> in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it. Dr.
> Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near
the
> end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot
> more time to complete each set. Steve asked Dr. Christianson, "Do I have
to
> make my nose touch on each one?" Dr. Christianson thought for a moment,
> "Well, they're your pushups. You are in charge now. You can do them any
way
> that you want." And Christianson went on. A few moments later, Jason, a
> recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when
all
> the students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't come in! Stay out!" Jason
> didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let
> him come." Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes
in
> you will have to do ten pushups for him?" Steve said, "Yes, let him come
in.
> Give him a donut" Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get
> Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?" Jason, new
to
> the room hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give me a donut."
> "Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?" Steve
did
> ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was
handed
> a donut and sat down. Dr. Christianson finished the fourth row, then
started
> on those visitors seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking
with
> each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity.
> Sweat was profusely dropping off of his face and, by this time, there was
no
> sound except his heavy breathing, there was not a dry eye in the room. The
> very last two students in the room were two young women, both
cheerleaders,
> and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and
> asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?" Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank
> you." Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten
> push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?" Grunting from
the
> effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda. Then Dr. Christianson
> turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a donut?" Susan, with
> tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why can't I>
> help him?" Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has
to
> do it alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that
> everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When
I
> decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book.
> Steve, here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has
> failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told me
> that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I
> told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the
price
> by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes. "Steve, would
> you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?" As Steve very slowly
> finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished
> all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled
> beneath him and he fell to the floor.
>
> Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said. "And so it was, that our
> Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'into thy hands
> commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything
that
> was required of Him, he yielded up His life. And like some of those in
this
> room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten." Two students helped
> Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a
> thin smile. "Well, done, good and faithful servant," said the professor,
> adding "Not all sermons are preached in words." Turning to his class the
> professor said, "My wish is that you might understand and fully comprehend
> all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to you through the
> sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He spared not only His
> Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all for the whole Church, now and
> forever. Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, the price has
> been paid. Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it laying on
the
> desk?" Share this with someone. It's bound to touch their heart and
> demonstrate Salvation in a very special way.
>
>
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To Jesus through Mary
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Krazeekkc
Irregular Nonconformist
Dart Test
>A young lady named Sally, relates an experience she had in a seminary class, given by her teacher, Dr. Smith.
>
>She says Dr. Smith was known for his elaborate object lessons.
>
>One particular day, Sally walked into the seminary and knew they were in for a fun day.
>
>On the wall was a big target and on a nearby table were many darts. Dr. Smith told the students to draw a picture of someone that they disliked or someone who had made them angry, and he would allow them to throw darts at the person's picture.
>
>Sally's girlfriend drew a picture of a girl who had stolen her boyfriend. Another friend drew a picture of his little brother.
>
>Sally drew a picture of a former friend, putting a great deal of detail into her drawing, even drawing pimples on the face. Sally was pleased with the overall effect she had achieved.
>
>The class lined up and began throwing darts. Some of the students threw their darts with such force that their targets were ripping apart. Sally looked forward to her turn, and was filled with disappointment when Dr. Smith, because of time limits, asked the students to return to their seats.
>
>As Sally sat thinking about how angry she was because she didn't have a chance to throw any darts at her target, Dr. Smith began removing the target from the wall.
>
>Underneath the target was a picture of Jesus. A hush fell over the room as each student viewed the mangled picture of Jesus; holes and jagged marks covered His face and His eyes were pierced.
>
>Dr. Smith said only these words...
>
>"In as much as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me." Matthew 25:40.
>
>No other words were necessary; the tear filled eyes of the students focused only on the picture of Christ.
>
>A young lady named Sally, relates an experience she had in a seminary class, given by her teacher, Dr. Smith.
>
>She says Dr. Smith was known for his elaborate object lessons.
>
>One particular day, Sally walked into the seminary and knew they were in for a fun day.
>
>On the wall was a big target and on a nearby table were many darts. Dr. Smith told the students to draw a picture of someone that they disliked or someone who had made them angry, and he would allow them to throw darts at the person's picture.
>
>Sally's girlfriend drew a picture of a girl who had stolen her boyfriend. Another friend drew a picture of his little brother.
>
>Sally drew a picture of a former friend, putting a great deal of detail into her drawing, even drawing pimples on the face. Sally was pleased with the overall effect she had achieved.
>
>The class lined up and began throwing darts. Some of the students threw their darts with such force that their targets were ripping apart. Sally looked forward to her turn, and was filled with disappointment when Dr. Smith, because of time limits, asked the students to return to their seats.
>
>As Sally sat thinking about how angry she was because she didn't have a chance to throw any darts at her target, Dr. Smith began removing the target from the wall.
>
>Underneath the target was a picture of Jesus. A hush fell over the room as each student viewed the mangled picture of Jesus; holes and jagged marks covered His face and His eyes were pierced.
>
>Dr. Smith said only these words...
>
>"In as much as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me." Matthew 25:40.
>
>No other words were necessary; the tear filled eyes of the students focused only on the picture of Christ.
>
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