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HesMyAll said:

My day was good! My car has a shiny new fender and the paint matches nicely and it looks really good so that made for a good day. Only that would have made it better would have been in the guy who fixed it had said: Oh no I don't want any money. But I'll take what blessings I can get. Now how are YOU doing sweetie? Feeling better now?

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AnointedPoetess said:

LOL granma.. yes I will be a good girl maybe.. Crys walks in the room an sits on the couch with granma an rests.. How was ur day today??

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Judahspraise said:

I went shopping tonight! I had fun doing that! Mary, you are right. I think it is time I got down to brass nails and got this stuff dealt with the root. I have been afraid to do it...cause I was wondering if maybe it was me just digging up stuff. BUT it is always the 'Father' issue...and it AFFECTS things with my heavenly Father. I have made progress..but not enough that i have had a break through.

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HisLambGabby said:

Gabs hugs Mellie...hon grabs some pillows and rest with me ..she hands Mellie a hot chocolate. Rest and then we will pray together ok sweetie.


Love you back I'm ok really just worn out.

Oh Aunt Mellie...you are so cute.

We are all family you see.

We love you too!

I like that Mellie better than what we have Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaad Diva hmm I can relate to that! LOLOLOL

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AnointedPoetess said:

Thats good granma.. emotionally, yes but physically no..

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HesMyAll said:

Well I will keep you in prayer honey. God is able and He wants to heal all your hurts. Love you my dear. Good night.

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AnointedPoetess said:

granma dont go yet.. will u tuck me in please??

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HesMyAll said:

Ok, sweetie. *pulls the blankets up and gently tucks them in then sits on the side of the bed stroking Crys' head and singing her a soft lullabye. As she sings of Jesus and His precious love, she watches as Crys' eyes close and she sinks into a deep restful sleep. Kisses her forehead, turns out the light and closes the door behind her. Sleep well dear one.*

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Amin said:

Thank you very much.
I try to remember those things but they get lost in my depression.
Chuck.

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PrairieGurl said:

Hey Gabs

Thank goodness I don't have to check my e-mail anymore As you noticed...I wasn't very good at that any ways . See...somethings don't change.

I'm just reading this thread...I'm on pg. 5...but I thought I should say "HI"...it may take a while to read thru it all with John, Dustin, Nolan and his friend Emily wanting to chat Not necessarily with me...but the noise is a lil bit distracting. (especially Dustin )

Luv ya Gabs
lil sis

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Angeldove97 said:

AP... I see you in the thread. I LOVE YOU!!!
G'nite Hun

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martinique said:

**covers Gabby with a blanket to keep her warm, prays a prayer of blessing over her, and dims the lights** night my sweet sister....

I was gone all day, and will be gone most of the day tomorrow, but wanted to check in with my friends.

Mel - I have been where you have been. My earthly father isn't the ideal father, so my view of God, my Father was scewed as well. How could someOne be better than I could imagine. My dad was all I knew. That is where Scripture came in. The Word tells the truth, and It tells us all about our Heavenly Father. He loves you with a completely PERFECT love, something we have never experienced on earth. He will NEVER hurt you, desert you, compare you to others, or stop loving you. Keep in the word, and claim it. It's truth. I have Zeph 3:17 written in my book (I carry it with me to read Scripture when I am faced with the lies of this world). This is it: "The LORD your God is with you. He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing." The God of the Universe rejoices over you Mel, and over each one of us. Praying for you girl !

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HisLambGabby said:

I am posting this article I found intresting. I like what it said. I related to it as well.
Be blessed by it's meaning.
In Christ I send my love to you all.
G

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]The Parable of the Slighted Son[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]by Mark W. Muesse[/FONT]


[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif][FONT=Times New Roman, Times, serif]J[/FONT]esus’ parable of the Prodigal Son is one of the best-loved stories in the entire Bible. Throughout the ages, Christians have viewed the tale as a profound allegory of god’s longsuffering and ever-compassionate nature, so willing to forgive an errant child who squanders life and resources in pursuit of selfish pleasures. It is such a beautiful story, so rich in theological meaning, so reassuring to all who have ever sought divine forgiveness. [FONT=Times New Roman, Times, serif]The parable of the Prodigal Son—I hate it.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Most people like this story because they identify with the prodigal. I guess they regard themselves as squanderers and sinners like the young man. Not me. As a hyper-responsible oldest child, I identify with the elder son. Remember him? Most commentaries and sermons pay scant attention to his role in the narrative. Even though the Bible itself does not give the story a title, tradition calls it the parable of the Prodigal Son, not the parable of the Dutiful Son or even the parable of the Two Brothers. Yet the younger son’s antics constitute only the first half of the tale. The rest of the story is about the older son, the one who stays on the farm with his father, tending the cows and threshing wheat while his no-good brother is off whoring god-knows-where. The elder brother [FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]has always done what he was supposed to do. He has played by the rules, obeyed his father, and worked himself to the bone.[/FONT]
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[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]No wonder he raises hell when the reprobate shows up one day seeking to get back into the father’s good graces. We dutiful older sons know it’s just not fair. [FONT=Times New Roman, Times, serif]What’s the point of always doing what you’re supposed to do if it doesn’t earn you a few advantages?[/FONT][/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]
When the prodigal’s father decides to throw a homecoming bash for his lost son, my heart goes out to the elder brother. I am furious with his father. The older son gets no party, no fatted calves, no ruby rings. Instead, dad comes outside with a few words for his sulking son: “You are always with me, and all that is mine is yours. But we had to celebrate and rejoice, because this brother of yours was dead and has come to life; he was lost and has been found” (Luke 15: 31-32). And that’s where the story ends. Jesus doesn’t tell us what happens next. It might be nice to imagine that the father’s words console the elder brother and convince him to join the party, but I don’t think so. The little speech is pretty lame. It reflects a father’s point of view, not that of a dutiful son. Do our parents really expect us to love our siblings as much as they do? It is easy for me to imagine the elder’s anguish stretching into weeks, months, and maybe years, renewed every time he sees his worthless brother strutting around in his new robe and flashing his fancy ring.
As I said, commentators usually focus on the father’s graciousness towards his younger son, making the story a theological allegory. That’s fine. But forgiveness of a child comes fairly easy for a parent. What loving father would not forgive a wayward son who returns home penitential and humble, no matter how wasteful he has been? There is nothing remarkable in that. [FONT=Times New Roman, Times, serif]The real story of forgiveness in the parable comes into focus when we consider the older son. He too must forgive the younger son, and it will be far harder for him than for the father.[/FONT] And, what’s more, he may also have to forgive his father.
That contention may make little sense if we only think of forgiveness as receiving pardon for violating a rule or a precept. The younger brother did nothing to harm his elder sibling. His recklessness did not diminish the older one’s life in the least. Nor did the father’s joy and spontaneous merry-making at his lost son’s reappearance mean he loved the elder any less. No laws were broken, no commandments were violated, no boundaries transgressed. So what’s to forgive?
Some years ago I came across an idea that helped clarify and deepen my understanding of forgiveness. Forgiveness means relinquishment. It’s that simple. To relinquish something is to release whatever power it holds over us. If I forgive someone for a wrong done to me, I no longer allow that event to determine how I treat the other person. I may remember the wrong or I may forget it, but either way I have disarmed it. It no longer determines my actions, thoughts, or words. Forgiveness in this sense is rarely easy or quick. How often do we say, we “forgive” another person, but still hold a secret grudge? Because of its difficulty, forgiveness has to be practiced. It is less an act than a way of living, a discipline, a cultivated skill. I think this is why Jesus told his students to forgive “seventy times seven” (Matthew 18:21). True forgiveness often comes only at the end of an inner struggle.
If we view forgiveness in this light, perhaps we can see why it is necessary for the elder brother to forgive and why it will be so difficult. As long as he regards himself as slighted, that notion will worm its way into his soul and embitter him and make his life a living hell. It hardly matters whether the injustices he suffers were real or imagined. Either way, his struggle is with his own thoughts. The Buddha, a kindred spirit with Jesus on this matter, says it poetically:​

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[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]“I have been insulted!” “I have been hurt!” “I have been beaten!” “I have been robbed!” Anger and hatred never cease for those who dwell on such thoughts (Dhammapada 1:3).[/FONT]​

[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]If we need a reason to forgive, this is a good one. [FONT=Times New Roman, Times, serif]We forgive to be free, to be liberated from the destructive power of anger and hatred.[/FONT] Of course, it’s a lot easier to nourish the thoughts of indignation. It’s hard to surrender the delicious feeling that we’ve suffered unfairly. But ultimately that sense does us no good. The elder brother might wallow in his hurt feelings, but what’s the point of that? How much better for him to let them go, to follow the discipline of relinquishment. Sure, it’s the harder path, but in the end the rewards are worth it.[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]I’d like to think the older brother realized that.[/FONT]

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LoverOfMySoul said:

have a blessed day

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