<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:27:13.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture My Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>by Myra Johnson</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-7968692434969165924</id><published>2011-07-05T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:03:50.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="content" style="width: 365; height: 382"&gt;  &lt;div id="titleBlock"&gt;&lt;div id="title"&gt;PICTURE MY THOUGHTS..by Myra Johnson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="slogan"&gt;- Personal reflections and photos displaying the Christian journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, July 05, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61915" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61915.html"&gt;Coming in Clouds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was the second fireworks show that I had attended this past weekend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the community where I go to church, a fireworks display had been  scheduled for last night. As is the custom in this area, the fireworks  were to be shot from a barge on a lake.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Finding a spot on a wooded dock, located behind another, more modern  one, I settled in. Striking up a conversation with a woman who happened  to be sitting next to me, I found that she was an artist---and a  Christian.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We talked away the minutes before the show was to start.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The bursts of color, accompanied by loud explosions were spectacular.  The crowd before me sat in rows, watching the sky as I did.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When it was over, I said goodbye to my new friend and made my way to the car.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some of the fiery designs in the sky had been incredibly enormous, filling a great part of it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What will it be like when Jesus returns? Imagine all those people  sitting at the dock, looking up---but not at fireworks.  Imagine that  instead, they are seeing Jesus coming in the clouds, returning to Earth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If that had actually been the case, I would have beheld my Savior and  Lord, as would the woman sitting next to me. Others, however, would not  have known Him. The option to live forever with Him would be closed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The great sadness of that hour, when it does come, will be unspeakable for those who are left behind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is more for me to do in spreading the good news of Jesus to others.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is more for you, too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it be like when Jesus comes back?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/cloudswithgreat.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:37 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61915.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61915.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61915&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, July 04, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61773" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61773.html"&gt;Sing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have two sets of chimes hanging in my front yard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I am not anticipating it at all, I am often awakened to their lovliness as I walk outside my home or return from a trip.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With my mind keenly focused on other seemingly important things, the  gentle tones of the metal tubes ringing calmly as they serenely sway in  the wind reach my consciousness, urging me to appreciate their beauty.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I often consider singing and praising God. Sometimes I sing to Him  while I am driving, listening to songs on the radio that honor and  glorify Him. At other times, I sing to Him as I play an instrument.  There are times, too, that I praise Him by playing an instrument alone  and my voice is quiet as the music creates my message of worship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We would not have music to offer to God had He not created it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the wind blows mildly through the reeds at the water's edge, music flows.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I am greeted by the velvet tones beneath my trees, who is playing the music?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is setting the wind in motion; is He playing the music for me?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I sing praise to Him, He is also proclaiming His majesty by allowing me to hear the music He has created in this world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He has given us a voice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I myself will sing to the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/sing.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 02:39 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61773.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61773.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61773&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, July 03, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61704" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61704.html"&gt;All My Fountains&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He has founded his city on the holy mountain.&lt;br /&gt; The LORD loves the gates of Zion&lt;br /&gt;   more than all the other dwellings of Jacob. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Glorious things are said of you,&lt;br /&gt;   city of God:&lt;br /&gt; “I will record Rahab and Babylon&lt;br /&gt;   among those who acknowledge me—&lt;br /&gt;Philistia too, and Tyre, along with Cush—&lt;br /&gt;   and will say, ‘This one was born in Zion.’”&lt;br /&gt; Indeed, of Zion it will be said,&lt;br /&gt;   “This one and that one were born in her,&lt;br /&gt;   and the Most High himself will establish her.”&lt;br /&gt; The LORD will write in the register of the peoples:&lt;br /&gt;   “This one was born in Zion.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  As they make music they will sing,&lt;br /&gt;   “All my fountains are in you.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Psalm 87&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/fountains.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:37 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61704.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61704.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61704&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, July 02, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61695" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61695.html"&gt;Without Knowledge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everyone was getting impatient.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A  town not far from my home has a monthly street festival in the  downtown  area which is located beside a large lake. This month, a  fireworks  display had been advertised as part of the evening's event.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Set  for nine o'clock, I arrived thirty minutes early with two  cameras.  Sitting on the boardwalk, I had a great view of the water and  the sky. I  was anticipating an impressive show and hopefully, good  photographs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nine  o'clock came. Many people were crowded around, hoping to  experience the  brilliant display. Boats were congregating on the water  as their owners  were wanting to have an even closer look at the scene,  since the  fireworks were to be ignited from a boat. But there was one  problem--nothing happened.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nine  thirty--no fireworks. Nine forty-five--no fireworks. Several  people had  given up and left the lake. About ten fifty, I began to walk  away. From  behind me, suddenly there was a loud bang!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hurried back to  the boardwalk and began snapping pictures as I  watched a tremendous  array of colors bursting in the sky in front of  me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If I had  left just five minutes sooner, I probably would have missed  it. I found  out later that there had been a serious problem that had  caused the  delay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Proverbs 19:2 reads,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desire without knowledge is not good—&lt;br /&gt;   how much more will hasty feet miss the way! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How  many times have I made a decision based upon what I thought I  wanted,  when I didn't have all the facts gathered in order to make an  informed  choice? I must say that my feet have been "hasty" too many  times. I have  missed the best way, because I chose what looked good at  the moment,  without making a careful--or prayerful--consideration of  the matter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last  night, I was not informed about the delay of the fireworks  show. Even  though I had not been accurately informed of a cancellation,  I decided to  leave--only to turn right around after realizing I had  made the wrong  choice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When the show was over, I decided to photograph an  area near the end  of the boardwalk. Some of those who had just  witnessed the disply were  still standing near the water's edge, illumined by the lights of the  lakeside park.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Those who had not been hasty were not disappointed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/desire.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:42 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61695.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61695.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61695&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, July 01, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61633" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61633.html"&gt;Afraid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes, we feel so alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes, it seems, there's nothing we can do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two of my friends tonight have parents who are going to be with the Lord very soon---maybe even before morning.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One friend will be saying goodbye to her father.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The other friend will be saying goodbye to her mother.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Both friends know that the moment is close.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To know that someone you love has entrusted their lives to Jesus by accepting His gift of salvation, is a great comfort.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Beyond that, we know that God is with us and with our loved one, during this passage of life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still, fear can come.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When it does, we can pray, reminding ourselves that God really is with us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We can put our trust in Him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/afraid-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 05:55 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61633.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61633.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61633&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 30, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61579" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61579.html"&gt;Darkness and Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I approached the bird, I could see that he was missing an eye.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Snowy white, he sat perched and quiet. He knew I was there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Turning his head to the side as if to listen more closely, his movement told me that he was aware of my presence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Feeling compassion over the loss of his eye, I immediately wanted to  check to see if he had one on the other side. A couple of steps past him  and I had an answer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I looked at him--- and with his one, perfectly dark and round eye---he looked at me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;King David pondered over the presence of God in his life. He understood that He was always with him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can never escape from your Spirit!&lt;br /&gt;      I can never get away from your presence!&lt;br /&gt;  If I go up to heaven, you are there;&lt;br /&gt;      if I go down to the grave, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;  If I ride the wings of the morning,&lt;br /&gt;      if I dwell by the farthest oceans,&lt;br /&gt;  even there your hand will guide me,&lt;br /&gt;      and your strength will support me.&lt;br /&gt;  I could ask the darkness to hide me&lt;br /&gt;      and the light around me to become night—&lt;br /&gt;     but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.&lt;br /&gt;   To you the night shines as bright as day.&lt;br /&gt;      Darkness and light are the same to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Psalm 139:7-12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What was true for King David is also true for us. Even when we cannot  see God, He allows us to become aware of His presence. At specific  moments, we may turn our heads to the side to listen carefully,  perceiving that He is near. Whether we feel Him close or not, He is with  us, still.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nothing can separate us from God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So great is His power, the night shines as bright .....&lt;em&gt;as day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/darknessandlight.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:20 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61579.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61579.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61579&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 29, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61513" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61513.html"&gt;The Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The old lighthouse is still standing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was first lit in August of 1884. Giving light to those traveling  near in the Atlantic waters, it became an important guide to those who  sought it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I was taking photographs of the lighthouse, a woman stood not far  from me doing the same. From where she stood, the lighthouse took on a  different look. As I approached the area where she had been standing, I  understood why she had chosen that spot. The sun was high in the sky,  directly behind the top of the tall structure. Diffused light encircled  it, surrounding it with a distinctive glow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When looking at the photos I took at that moment, my mind is drawn to  the light surrounding it. I'm not sure that I could look at them  without thinking of the light emanating from around it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jesus said that as Christians, we are the light of the world--&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;   Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they   put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt; In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---Matthew 5:14-16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When my family and friends look at me, do they see a light shining?  Does what I say and do work together to draw their thoughts to the  light? Is there a distinctive glow about me that allows them to see God  in my life?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/light.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 02:33 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61513.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61513.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61513&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, June 28, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61476" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61476.html"&gt;Within Your Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I knew what it felt like to be in the rain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just last week, a fierce downpour of rain came along while I was a passenger in a car.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even though it was raining heavily, I was safe inside and quite dry.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This afternoon as I was returning from the grocery store, it was  raining. As I drove down the highway, I spotted a young couple walking  on the side of the road. They surely were drenched.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I passed them and headed toward my home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I drove, my mind was busy. Only yesterday, I had felt an  impression to strike up a conversation with someone in the waiting room  of a doctor's office and had not done so. Was God telling me to do it? I  probably missed a great opportunity to be a witness for Him. Now, I had  just passed two people walking in the rain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Suddenly, I became aware of the song that was playing on the radio.  It was a Christian song about not waiting but doing what God wanted you  to do....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Already in my neighborhood, I turned around in someone's driveway and headed back down the road.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There they were, still walking.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I pulled over and when they got closer, I asked them if they needed a ride.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They accepted.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Grateful and polite, they were not too far down the highway from their destination.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I explained  a little about the song I had been listening to and how I was prompted to offer them a ride.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was a great opportunity to show God's love to two strangers in the rain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm glad I didn't miss it this time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/withhold.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:32 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61476.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61476.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61476&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 27, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61421" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61421.html"&gt;Consider the Ravens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you worry about what other people are going to do?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you worry about money?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Food?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Clothes?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tuition for school?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Health insurance?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is a difficult concept to "turn off" worry.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Worry walks behind a banner in the parade of stolen moments. The banner reads, "What if...?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When something is of great concern to you, God knows about how you  are feeling. Take the turmoil in your heart to Him and pray about it.  Ask Him to lead you to a place in scripture that will help you to begin  thinking about the situation in the way He wants you to. Ask Him to calm  your fears. Pray for the people who are involved in the matter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't waste time hurting and worrying.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Invest your time in consultation with the One who is in control.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The benefits are eternal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consider the ravens: They do not sow  or reap, they  have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how  much more  valuable you are than birds!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt; Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt; Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;---Luke 12:24-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/ravensps-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:15 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61421.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61421.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61421&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, June 26, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61358" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61358.html"&gt;I Can Do All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All by myself, without God, I _________________.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How would you fill in the blank?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Before you try, let me warn you----it's very difficult.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just  a few days ago, I saw someone parasailing. A parachute is   tethered to a boat by a very long cord. Through the power of the boat,   the parachute is lifted with it's passenger (called a paracsender) high   above the water to glide in the air at great speeds. The parascender  has  very little or no control. Without the power at the end of the  cord,  the parachute would cease to travel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have never been parasailing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let's look at some of the things I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; done, however.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I graduated from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have developed a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have children of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have learned to play musical instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have made good friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But wait....can I put any of those in the blank?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All by myself? Without God?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was He who provided the funds for me to go to college when I was living with a single mom and my dad was no longer living.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was He who provided the various jobs I have had throughout the years, guiding me to any success that I enjoyed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was He who blessed us with four healthy babies, even through very difficult pregnancies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was He who provided me with instruments to practice and the talent to develop skill on each one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was He who gave me my voice---He chose it for me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was He who placed the desire to photograph His world in my heart. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is He who gives me words to express my thoughts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is He who has brought good friends into my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No  matter what good thing I could choose to write in the blank, it  would  be in error, because it would originate with God. Even the very  breath  that I take originates with Him, as does the tiniest cell in the  muscle  of my beating heart. If I am not connected to Him, I cease to  exist.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is a far easier statement to complete:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With God, I _________________.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Think of that for a moment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Imagine  yourself as a parascender of life. Throughout everything,  you are  connected to God, who strengthens you and lifts you up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now.....what could &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; write in the blank?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/strengthens.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:44 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61358.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61358.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61358&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, June 25, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61343" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61343.html"&gt;And He Helps Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We got up early this morning.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our youngest son had been away at a Christian summer camp for several  days. It was time to make the trip to pick him up and bring him home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Parents were invited to attend the last worship service the students  take part in before they say their final goodbyes and leave the camp. We  were able to experience a little of what had gone on all week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Afterwards, I photographed some of the camp areas. There was a white  cross located by a lake on the grounds. I would think that it reminds  all who see it of Jesus.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hundreds of students left the camp today. Hundreds more will replace  them for next week's camp and the next. Countless lives will be touched  in some way by the commitments made during these days. I am certain that  God met many of the young men and women there and spoke deep within  their hearts. In the moments and hours, separated from the day to day  madness of the outside world, their ears were more keenly aware of God's  voice. They surely found new strength to face the difficulties they  have been struggling with. New hope certainly sprang up with the promise  of God's help. This has been my experience when I have been to camp.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's a good thing to get away and focus on God while encouraging each other in the faith.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We may not have a week to set apart to do so, but even a small amount of time is beneficial.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Couldn't we just invite some friends over for the day, play some  games and end with some praise and worship time and a devotional?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why not?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think God would meet us there....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/strengthandshield.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:19 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61343.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61343.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61343&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 24, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61315" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61315.html"&gt;He Who Promised&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he  who promised is faithful.  And let us consider how we may spur one  another on toward love and good deeds,   not giving up meeting together,  as some are in the habit of doing, but  encouraging one another—and all  the more as you see the Day approaching.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Hebrews 10:23-25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/letushold.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:58 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61315.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61315.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61315&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 23, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61314" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61314.html"&gt;Shout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;  Worship the LORD with gladness;&lt;br /&gt;   come before him with joyful songs.&lt;br /&gt; Know that the LORD is God.&lt;br /&gt;   It is he who made us, and we are his;&lt;br /&gt;   we are his people, the sheep of his pasture. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Enter his gates with thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;   and his courts with praise;&lt;br /&gt;   give thanks to him and praise his name.&lt;br /&gt; For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;&lt;br /&gt;   his faithfulness continues through all generations. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Psalm 100&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/courts.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:52 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61314.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61314.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61314&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 22, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61313" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61313.html"&gt;Children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They were quietly swimming beside the shore.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm not sure that I could even hear a sound from them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The ducks were safely carrying on the life that God had planned. They  were God's creation, glorifying Him with their presence in this world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God blessed us with four children.  Knowing that each one has asked  Jesus to be their Savior is the greatest blessing I could ever hope for  concerning them. One of our children has gone on to be with the Lord.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have spoken many prayers about each child throughout the years, but  none would compare to those about their eternal destination.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I encourage you to pray for your children.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They may be quietly carrying on their lives, but do they know Jesus?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It makes all the difference.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/everlasting.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:38 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61313.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61313.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61313&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, June 21, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61276" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61276.html"&gt;Sinful Self-Interest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This was quite a day for yard work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Driving home from the store after purchasing some red mulch, we  passed a marquee on the highway displaying the current temperature---103  degrees.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think it was almost 5:30. Isn't it supposed to be cooler when the sun is going down?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Earlier today, I had pulled up some weeds in preparation for planting  flower seeds. There were several of the same type of weed occupying the  garden space near our front door. Wearing thick gloves, I would pull  very hard with one hand and some of them would come up out of the  ground. Others, more stubborn than their neighbors, would hang on and  defy me. With BOTH hands, I would pull and pull until FINALLY, the plant  would come up, roots and all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Roots.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That was the key word for the situation. The roots were extrememly  long and deep to support the foliage above the ground. I put a few of  them on a bench.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After coming home with the mulch, I realized that the weeds I had  pulled were beginning to shrivel. They were losing their strength and  would soon be dry and brittle.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know for certain that I have hurt because of sin in my life. I also  know for certain that I have hurt because of sin in others' lives.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When sin takes root within us, it begins its pathway deep into who we  are. It feeds the outward result into thriving, green foliage, no  matter how ugly or unwanted.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Getting rid of it isn't easy, either. In fact, it is impossible for  us. We try to tug with our human hands, but to no avail. It takes the  hand of God to grab hold and pull it out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When it is removed from us and laid aside, it cannot thrive on its own. It withers. It dies. It is no longer a part of us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With God, there is forgiveness of sin and freedom from the roots of those things that displease Him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It doesn't matter what time of day or night. It doesn't matter what the temperature is. God is ready to pull the roots of sin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you ready to let Him?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/sinful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:15 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61276.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61276.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61276&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 20, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61240" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61240.html"&gt;What Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Driving to a birthday party for a dear friend, we reached our destination to a nearby city.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As we made a loop around a quiet lake, I made a quick decision to photograph it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The serenity in the midst of the hurry here, hurry there atmosphere  of the downtown area is a welcome change to those who frequent the area,  I'm sure.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The fountains streaming upward, the multi-story building and the  family dwellings in the distance made for quite an appealing sight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although captivating, none of these things really matter, do they?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many people will spend their lives persuing the means to finance a  company large enough to grace the skyline of a major city. Others will  spend their lives trying to build their career to a point where a large  and spacious home can be purchased.  Architects may look on their  creative landscaping and feel the pleasure of a project well done.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But does it really matter?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not if, at the heart of all these, they have forgotten God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know someone personally who believes that there is no God. They are  doing very well financially, yet they are very poor spiritually.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know someone personally who has great faith in God. They are struggling financially, yet they are very rich spiritually.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mark 8:36 reads,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What good&lt;em&gt; is&lt;/em&gt; the whole world?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is of no worth at all.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;when compared to the precious saving knowledge of &lt;strong&gt;Jesus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/whatgoodps.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:39 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61240.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61240.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61240&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, June 19, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61192" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61192.html"&gt;A Wise Son&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I didn't know who they were.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I was taking a walk with my husband by the lake, they were up ahead of us, fishing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Huddled together, they had a common goal---catching fish.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although it is the summer of 2011, the same scene could have been  captured 50 years ago with little change. In fact, the same scene could  have been captured 100 years ago with very little change.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fathers and mothers, brothers and sisters, uncles, aunts and cousins  have grouped together to enjoy each other's company and catch a little  fish while doing so for centuries.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Time spent together is more than just time. It is the avenue of  transference of skill, faith, wisdom and character. How can anyone  emulate those they are not familiar with?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, our youngest son wrote a note to his Dad for Father's Day.  Within the note were the words, "We need to go fishing again, soon."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An invitation of time. He did not say, "I need to learn your skill"  or "I need to learn about your faith" or "help me to be wise" or "what  kind of character should I have?" He didn't need to. These are the types  of things that naturally begin to happen when moments are shared  together. "We need to go fishing again, soon" was good enough.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Proverbs tells us that, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A wise son brings joy to his father..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (from chapter 10, verse 1)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There must be great joy when a father can look at his son and see the fruit of the time they have spent together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you gone fishing with anyone lately?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe it's time to go.......&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/wisesoncopy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:50 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61192.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61192.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61192&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, June 18, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61179" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61179.html"&gt;Our Own Decisions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Should I go?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Should I not go?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Should I go by train?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Should I go by boat?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Should I do this at all?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What does God want?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What do I want?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What will I end up doing?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Someone I know recently commented that they were their "own worst enemy."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think I understand. I immediately thought of the apostle Paul when he said &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I  have discovered this principle of life—that when I want to do what is   right, I inevitably do what is wrong.  I love God’s law with all my   heart.  But there is another power within me that is at war with my   mind. This power makes me a slave to the sin that is still within me.   Oh, what a miserable person I am! Who will free me from this life  that  is dominated by sin and death?  Thank God! The answer is in Jesus   Christ our Lord. So you see how it is: In my mind I really want to obey   God’s law, but because of my sinful nature I am a slave to sin."  (from  Romans 7)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Second guessing ourselves, trying to make the right choices and decisions---sometimes we fail miserably.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We do make our own choices, but God is still sovereign.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we do fail and make a poor decision, it is important to turn right around and run back to God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; choice, ask Him what you should do--or perhaps, what you &lt;em&gt;shouldn't &lt;/em&gt;do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We make our own decisions, but the LORD alone determines what happens. --Proverbs 16:23&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/decisionsps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:48 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61179.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61179.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61179&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 17, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61155" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61155.html"&gt;Wash Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wash me with hyssop until I am clean &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   and whiter than snow.--Psalm 51:7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have two Crepe Myrtle trees in my yard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The flowers on the oldest tree are a delicate pink color. The younger tree produces a bright pink blossom, deep and rich.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although I do not own a white flowering Crepe Myrtle tree, they are   quite common in our area. Recently, I photographed the pure, white   blooms of such a tree while walking in a park.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have read that there is a small bush with white flowers called   hyssop, and that it was sometimes referred to as a symbol for being   cleansed from sin. Another source that I found spoke of the use of   hyssop in the treatment of illnesses. Although I have never seen a white   hyssop bush, I can imagine how the white blossoms reminded earlier   generations of purity and freedom from sin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whatever white flower we may be looking at, the symbolism of purity can be present.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We long for forgiveness and the knowledge of being clean before God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Isn't it wonderful that God can make us clean?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whiter than.....snow?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/washme.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 05:37 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61155.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61155.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61155&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 16, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61111" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61111.html"&gt;Like a Mother Bird&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, the lesson for me was huge.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tremendous.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Inspiring.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Encouraging.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The kind of thing that remains in your memory.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My husband and I had decided to trim large limbs from a tree in our back yard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After cutting several limbs with the loud and threatening chain saw,  we were discussing which limb should go next. As I looked very close to  where I was standing, there--on a low branch---sat a silent dove. Almost  motionless, except for the quick blink of her dark, determined eyes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I looked at her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She looked at me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The giant monster with the loud growl was destroying what she knew as  her home. It could come and get her, too----but she was  NOT---repeat---NOT leaving her babies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Were they only eggs?  We heard no baby bird sounds.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Leaving our tree somewhat lopsided, we continued cutting limbs that  were far from our momma bird and her precious children. The limb could  stay as long as she needed it to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Throughout the rest of the loud cutting, she remained. I prayed that  God would tell her that we were not going to hurt her or her children.  Even though I knew she couldn't understand me unless God allowed her to,  I approached her and spoke aloud the sentiments of my previous prayer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hours later, my husband brought a ladder outside for me. I climbed it  in order to be on a little higher level than the nest. Our little momma  would move away for a few moments, then return. I was able to  photograph what was worth dying for---not eggs, but tiny little  babies--huddled in a nest-- so lovingly constructed, one twig at a  time. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who placed such devotion into the heart of a dove?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who places it into the hearts of human parents who are completely devoted against all odds?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Where does such love come from?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is the creator of love. His love is pure and holy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He gives us the ability to love in the midst of our frailty.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He places the capacity to love within our hearts and from His love, we draw our love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would we abandon our children?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would He abandon us?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even when the big growl of destruction is all around?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the book of Isaiah, verse 5, God is decribing His protection of Jerusalem at that time:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I, the LORD All-Powerful, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   will protect Jerusalem &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   like a mother bird circling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   over her nest. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The vision of this determined, loving mother, sitting on top of her children in the nest, speaks volumes to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Her babies were not even aware of the danger, yet she could see it plainly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When the danger was at it's worst, she stayed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even when the danger is at it's worst in our lives, God will not leave us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He'll &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/likeamotherbird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:11 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61111.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61111.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61111&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 15, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61088" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61088.html"&gt;The Lord Is For Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The wild rabbit was searching for food near the sidewalk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Close to his precious brush, where he could hop if any danger arose,  he seemed quite content to go about his business as I crept closer and  closer with my camera.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He knew I was there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He simply did not regard me as something to be feared.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He must have decided that, if he needed to, he could hop into the brush faster than I could run.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 188:6 reads.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The L&lt;span style="font-variant:small-caps"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt; is for me, so I will have no fear.&lt;br /&gt;      What can mere people do to me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes unfamiliar things invade our comfortable space. We just  want to go about our business doing whatever we please, and then, well,  something changes. Something or someone shows up and then we have to  make a decision. Are we to be afraid, or will God take care of us?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Has God really provided the nearby brush and the ability to hop if we need to?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/Iwillhavecor.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:53 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61088.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61088.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61088&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, June 14, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="61031" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61031.html"&gt;The Lord Hears&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The following is actually, absolutely true for me &lt;em&gt;right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm guessing that most, if not all, will be true for you right now, as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know someone who is grieving the loss of their spouse.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know someone who is looking for a full time job and is now out of work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know someone who is struggling emotionally.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know a couple who are often seriously at odds with one another.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a friend who got divorced &lt;em&gt;today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know someone who is an atheist.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know someone who says they are an agnostic.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know someone who is battling cancer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a friend who is grieving the loss of his mother.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a friend who is sad most of the time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a friend who has a child who is chronically ill.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a friend who does not read the Bible.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a friend who does not attend church at all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even though I would want to help each of the tender hearts represented above, I am limited. There are ways that I &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; help. There are also many ways that I &lt;em&gt;cannot &lt;/em&gt;help.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 34:7a says,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lord hears His people when they call to Him for help.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The help that all my friends need is ultimately from the Lord.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Am I pointing them to Him?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/calltoHim.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:15 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61031.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/61031.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=61031&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 13, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60993" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60993.html"&gt;Hold the Wind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A simple replica of a windmill stood near the rustic museum.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Through the ages, men have tried to harness the wind and use its power.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sails have billowed as ships have challenged the sea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Windmills functioned in milling grain or pumping water.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Through the ages, men have tried to harness something very real--yet invisable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We have grown so used to the idea of the unseen wind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It moves as God directs it to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Only He has the power to harness it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you have anything in your life that needs to be harnessed by God?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it something that is very real, yet invisable to others?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fear?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anxiety?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lack of self-worth?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God can replace fear with peace.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anxiety with calm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Low self-esteem with the realization of who we are in Christ.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God can hold the wind in His hand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you trusting Him today?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has gone up to heaven and come back down?&lt;br /&gt;       Who can hold the wind in his hand?&lt;br /&gt;    Who can gather up the waters in his coat?&lt;br /&gt;       Who has set in place the ends of the earth?&lt;br /&gt;    What is his name or his son's name?&lt;br /&gt;       Tell me, if you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;  "Every word of God is true.&lt;br /&gt;       He guards those who come to him for safety." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Proverbs 30:4,5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/holdthewind-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:21 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60993.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60993.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60993&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, June 12, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60953" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60953.html"&gt;As A Father&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our son was leaving to visit the nature preserve area near our home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was in the kitchen when I heard him call to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A baby bird was sitting near our front porch by the sidewalk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sweet and innocent, he looked at me with his clear, black eyes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After a couple of photographs, he decided to &lt;em&gt;run &lt;/em&gt;away---peeping loudly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We could hear the parent birds calling, as well. They were greatly concerned about their little one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Flying to the branches high above where the tiny bird hopped, they continued to be very vocal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Immediately, I began to think, "I understand."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being a parent, one of my strongest desires is to know that my children are doing well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Beyond the physical, my concern and desire for their walk with God is paramount.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When they are ready for the next phase in life, whatever that may be at the moment, I am not too far away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As walking gives way to flight, I am somewhere close in the distance, ready to call when I see danger approaching.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If the little bird today could have spoken when I approached him,  would he have responded to his parent's warnings with a statement like,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"It's okay! Stop worrying about me! I can do this! Just leave me alone!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perhaps his high pitched peeps were exactly that---but I will never know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Paul, in writing to the Corinthians, felt this way:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm writing as a father to you, my children. I love you  and want you to  grow up well, not spoiled. There are a lot of people  around who can't  wait to tell you what you've done wrong, but there  aren't many fathers  willing to take the time and effort to help you  grow up.  --I Corinthians 4:14-15  The Message&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although Paul was not their biological father, he loved them and wanted what was best.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Throughout my children's lives, I have taken the time and effort to help them grow up spiritually.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As God has blessed us with children, we have a responsibility to share our faith with them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Throughout each phase of their growth, our call should remain,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"God is with you! You can do it! Always trust in Him!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Isn't it worth the time and effort?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/mychildren.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:25 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60953.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60953.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60953&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, June 11, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60942" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60942.html"&gt;The Hawk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This morning, my husband and I decided to visit a park.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being very natural and rustic, the area is also a popular fishing spot as it borders a large lake.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We hadn't been there long when a hawk began to call.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A very LOUD call.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I decided to take a closer look, camera in hand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The hawk was beautiful and stately and yet, a little miffed at my presence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God made him, gave him his perfectly arranged colors of feathers and  equipped him with everything he needed to be in order to be a....hawk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is in charge of everything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the book of Job, God asks him a series of questions. One of those is,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does the hawk take flight by your wisdom&lt;br /&gt;   and spread his wings toward the south?--Job 39:26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is reminding me that I must trust His sovereignty.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even when I am confused.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even when I am afraid.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even when I am unsure of what to do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must trust.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/takeflight.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:39 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60942.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60942.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60942&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 10, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60918" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60918.html"&gt;Another Book &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was long ago when I heard this set of questions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So long ago that I don't even remember how I heard it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is a series of questions without answers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Those who hear may only respond, because no one can decide the final question for them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The questions I heard are similar to these, with some possible answers:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What do you plan to do when you finish high school?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;   (Go to college, get a job)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (Well, I think I might get married.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (We'll probably have some children.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (I will want to succeed in my career.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (I can see myself doing well enough to spend leisure time playing sports and vacationing by then.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (Having done so well financially, I hope to retire by the time I'm 55.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (I'd like to settle down and see the kids start families of their own and enjoy being a grandparent.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (Well, I guess I'd be getting pretty old by then--maybe I'll go into a retirement home.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (Hopefully, I'll live to a ripe old age and die peacefully in my sleep.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;    (Hmmm. I really don't know.....)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An entire adult life----ten questions.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the last question being the most important one to answer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whatever you may do in the years you are given, what you decide about Jesus is the most important thing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Go ahead---why don't you answer the questions for yourself?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I saw a great white throne and him who was seated on  it. Earth and  sky fled from his presence, and there was no place for  them.   And I saw the dead, great and small, standing before the throne,  and  books were opened. Another book was opened, which is the book of  life.  The dead were judged according to what they had done as recorded  in the  books.  The sea gave  up the dead that were in it, and death and  Hades gave up the dead that  were in them, and each person was judged  according to what he had done.  Then death and Hades were thrown into  the lake of fire. The lake of fire is the second death.  If anyone’s  name was not found written in the book of life, he was thrown into the  lake of fire.--Revelation 20:11-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookoflife.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:19 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60918.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60918.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60918&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 09, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60896" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60896.html"&gt;Fruit That Will Last&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I no longer call you servants, because  a servant does  not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called  you friends, for  everything that I learned from my Father I have made  known to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;  You  did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear   fruit—fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you   ask in my name.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt; This is my command: Love each other. -John 15:15-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/fruitcr.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:53 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60896.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60896.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60896&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 08, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60847" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60847.html"&gt;He Guides Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He guides me in paths of righteousness for His namesake. ---from Psalm 23:3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In &lt;em&gt;The Message&lt;/em&gt; this verse is stated this way:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True to your word,&lt;br /&gt;      you let me catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;      and send me in the right direction. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would it be like God to send you in the &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt; direction?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would He ever tell you to do something that wasn't in keeping with His great love for you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would He lead you down the wrong path, keeping you from what was best?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Of course not!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is always true to His word.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even when life is confusing, we can trust God's directions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He knows what lies ahead on the path.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/guidesme.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:26 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60847.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60847.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60847&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, June 07, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60826" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60826.html"&gt;He Cares For You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humble yourselves,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;therefore,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;under God's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mighty hand,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that He may&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lift you up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in due time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cast all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your anxiety&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He cares&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--I Peter 5:6,7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/cares.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:38 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60826.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60826.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60826&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 06, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60791" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60791.html"&gt;You Still Them&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The air was pleasant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The water that brushed quietly against the plants that grew along the shore was calm and peaceful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Enormously tall clouds danced gracefully in the wind above, the sun spotlighting their performance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is not always the scene. On other evenings, the rage of a storm can be found, chopping the water and bending tree branches.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is God who rules over the skies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When there is a storm, it is He who calms it to a whisper.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you sitting beside the peaceful waters today, enjoying the cool breezes or are you in the midst of a storm?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wherever you are right now, God is with you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If the waves are mounting up, remember....God has the power to still them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You rule over the surging sea;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when its waves mount up, You still them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Psalm 89:9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/surgingsea.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:18 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60791.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60791.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60791&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, June 05, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60734" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60734.html"&gt;Renewed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is a popular Christian song that God has used to inspire me, comfort me and break my heart in joy more than once.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today was one of those days.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So strong was the message to me this morning on the way to church that tears were coming to my eyes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When  viewing a piece of artwork---a painting or a sculpture---each  person  forms a unique understanding to what the art represents. When  listening to music and lyrics, I feel that it is much the same.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Going a step further, I feel that God can use visual art or music to touch our hearts, over and over again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The  song, "I'm Alive Again" by Matt Maher, traveled to my ears this  morning  by way of my mp3 player and car stereo. I hadn't expected to  "hear"  what God would reveal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think that the words were originally intended to portray an  individual's coming to the saving knowledge of Jesus. I was feeling  something different.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here are the lyrics to the first half of the song:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up in darkness&lt;br /&gt;sounded by silence&lt;br /&gt;oh where, where have I gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke to reality&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing its grip on me&lt;br /&gt;oh where, where have I gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can see the light&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before I see the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called and you shouted&lt;br /&gt;broke through my deafness&lt;br /&gt;now I’m breathing in&lt;br /&gt;and breathing out&lt;br /&gt;I’m alive again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shattered my darkness&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed away my blindness&lt;br /&gt;now I’m breathing in&lt;br /&gt;and breathing out&lt;br /&gt;I’m alive again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Imagine this being the words of a believer in Jesus as they are experiencing death on this earth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As darkness and silence begins to close in, they are questioning..."Where have I gone?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The  reality of earth and all that is here in our physical realm,  begins to  lose its grip on this precious one. Quickly--suddenly---they  see the  LIGHT!  It is not the sunrise; no, it is God!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He calls! And He SHOUTS!!! He victoriously breaks through the  deafness of death! The believer is now BREATHING IN and BREATHING OUT!    Now, it is their turn to shout----&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I"M ALIVE AGAIN!!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God SHATTERS the DARKNESS of death!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He WASHES AWAY death's BLINDNESS!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I"M ALIVE AGAIN!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With  joy at the realization of what this could be like, my heart was  broken  at the love of God, the power of God and the promise of God  to  His  children.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you do not know Jesus as your Savior, please  don't delay. Don't  wait any longer. Believe that He has come to pay the  price for your  sins, ask Him for forgiveness and tell Him that you want Him to guide  you for the rest of your life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you were to die today, how could you answer the question, "Oh, where, where have I gone?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is waiting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's not too late....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise the LORD, O my soul;&lt;br /&gt;   all my inmost being, praise his holy name.&lt;br /&gt; Praise the LORD, O my soul,&lt;br /&gt;   and forget not all his benefits—&lt;br /&gt; who forgives all your sins&lt;br /&gt;   and heals all your diseases,&lt;br /&gt; who redeems your life from the pit&lt;br /&gt;   and crowns you with love and compassion,&lt;br /&gt; who satisfies your desires with good things&lt;br /&gt;   so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---Psalm 103:1-5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/fromthepit.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 02:30 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60734.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60734.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60734&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, June 04, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60728" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60728.html"&gt;Pilgrimage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; I didn't know who the man was.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He was simply walking down the boardwalk to the secluded lake as I was walking away from it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We each had our own destinations. We had chosen our own way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There have been times in my life where I just wasn't in the right place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I needed to get back to where I belonged, but it didn't always happen immediately.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This could apply to me in a spiritual sense, but what I am thinking of is an actual, physical place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As a child, I can remember being very seriously frightened while  walking several city blocks at night as a thunderstorm was approaching.  The lightning was flashing all around. I didn't want to be out in the  weather, but I had no choice that evening.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Finally, I made it to my grandmother's home. I made it there before  the storm hit. Safe inside her house, I was completely relieved from my  anxiety. I was with her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was going to be okay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As an adult, I attended a funeral in another state. Grieving terribly  over the loss, I was separated from my church family and close friends  back home. I needed comfort only they could give. I yearned to be with  them. I made the decision to leave quickly and return sooner.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was going to be okay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are moments, hours---days even---that we find ourselves in a place that doesn't feel right. We long for the place that is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Spiritually, there is a part of us that longs for God. If we make the  decision to follow Him, we set our hearts on completing our journey of  life as a pilgrimage. We spend the rest of our days following Him,  moving toward a closer relationship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we do not choose to follow God, all our places will never quite seem to be "right." The emptiness will still prevail.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I realize that I am on a pathway toward God. Each step is down a more narrow walkway than is usually chosen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My heart is set on continuing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know it's going to be okay....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed are those who dwell in your house;&lt;br /&gt;   they are ever praising you.&lt;br /&gt;                         Selah&lt;br /&gt;  Blessed are those whose strength is in you,&lt;br /&gt;   who have set their hearts on pilgrimage. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Psalm 84:4,5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/pilgrimage.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:57 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60728.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60728.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60728&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 03, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60713" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60713.html"&gt;Undivided&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the nations you have made &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   will come and worship before you, Lord; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   they will bring glory to your name. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For you are great and do marvelous deeds; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   you alone are God. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Teach me your way, LORD, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   that I may rely on your faithfulness; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me an undivided heart, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   that I may fear your name.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will praise you, Lord my God, with all my heart; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I will glorify your name forever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Psalm 86:9-12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/undividedcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:32 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60713.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60713.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60713&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 02, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60610" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60610.html"&gt;Aren't We All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I photographed a wasp today crawling atop the bloom of a Queen Anne's Lace plant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It wasn't until I got home and looked at the image on my computer  that I realized that the wasp had not been alone in his endeavor.  Just a  couple of wing spans away was a love bug--maybe two.  I could just  barely see the out of focus image that could've been its mate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I think of wasps, I think of stings. It is necessary to take a wasp seriously. When disturbed, it goes on the defensive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I think of Love Bugs (they are EVERYWHERE in this area at a certain time of year) I think of:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. how they are harmless and travel together in pairs and&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. they get all over cars and seem to be almost impossble to remove.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Going with my first thought about them, they get along well enough to  fly together and they are not agressive. What a stark contrast to my  thoughts on wasps!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, I know that wasps seem to get along quite nicely with each other, even though they pose a real threat to humans.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is interesting to me about the photograph is the fact that they  were all thoroughly content to explore the bloom together without  incident. Passive, never-hurt-anybody bugs coupled with an agressive,  be-careful-around-me, stinger-wielding wasp.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If they can do it, why can't we?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we happen to be the stinging type, couldn't we just decide to put  that on hold--one day at a time--and ask God to help us be kinder to  those around us?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we happen to be the congenial, phlegmatic sort, couldn't we step out of our comfort zone and at least&lt;em&gt; try &lt;/em&gt;to relate to those somewhat, shall we say, &lt;em&gt;confrontational&lt;/em&gt; people in our lives?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wouldn't it be nice to just graze on the same flower every once in a while?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the book of Malachi in the Old Testament,  God was very displeased  with the behaviors of His people. It was a serious, serious time of  judgment for them. Malachi writes,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't we all come from one  Father? Aren't we all created  by the same God? So why can't we get  along? Why do we desecrate the  covenant of our ancestors that binds us  together?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---Malachi 2:10  The Message&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Following God's commands and loving each other---getting along with one another---is what we need to do.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/getalong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:32 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60610.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60610.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60610&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 01, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60596" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60596.html"&gt;Not  The Healthy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Suddenly, I looked up and it was there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Red lights flashing, the ambulance was hurrying up the hill.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seconds before, I had been standing with a friend across from a park  in a nearby city, with no thought, whatsoever, of an emergency.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although it wasn't &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; emergency, there was one, nevertheless.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What if the ambulance had sped up to me and my friend?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What if the paramedics had emerged with everything in hand to aid us, rushing to our side?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It would have been useless, seeing that we both were fine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We were not in need of any medical attention.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ambulances travel to the rescue of people who are in genuine  need---those who may not live unless the proper help arrives to them  quickly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Matthew 9:9-13 reads,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"As Jesus went on from there, he saw a man named Matthew sitting at the tax collector’s booth. &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“Follow me,”&lt;/span&gt; he told him, and Matthew got up and followed him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  While Jesus was having dinner at Matthew’s house, many  tax collectors and sinners came and ate with him and his disciples.   When the Pharisees saw this, they asked his disciples, “Why does your  teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  On hearing this, Jesus said, &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt; But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When it comes to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ, wouldn't it  seem unusual for us to quickly run to someone that we know is a  believing Christian to tell them about Jesus, while bypassing another  who has never heard of Him?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While it may be easier to tend to the "well" person, it is the "sick"  of this world---those who do not know the healing and forgiving power  of Jesus---who need to hear of His love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who do you know that is having a &lt;em&gt;rea&lt;/em&gt;l spiritual emergency?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/doctor.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:16 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60596.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60596.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60596&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, May 31, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60464" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60464.html"&gt;He Causes Me To Stand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Red winged black birds are common in our area.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Beautifully colored with yellow and red on a contrasting black, they are vivid to behold.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This past weekend, one came to rest in front of me on a protruding tree knob. A perfect opportunity for a photograph!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looking at the image later, I happened to think about where he was.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I considered his little legs and feet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even though he was only a few inches above the ground, I don't believe he could have walked there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It would have been too steep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He surely didn't worry about that, however, because he was also equipped with...wings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With wings, he could fly, and he knew it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Up, down, sideways, high, low---they could take him there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are places we would like to go, things we would like to do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are places God wants us to go, things He wants us to do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many times, we look down at our scrawny legs and little feet and  think, "No. I'd never make it. It's just too difficult. The path is too  steep."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We forget that God can give us unseen "wings."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wings to give us flight to those places in life we thought we would never attain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wings to carry us up over the obstacles we think will win over our God given dreams.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wings to send us far into the will of God for our lives.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why not open up your heart to Him?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Where does He want you to.........&lt;em&gt;fly?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; As for God, his way is perfect:&lt;br /&gt;   The LORD’s word is flawless;&lt;br /&gt;   he shields all who take refuge in him.&lt;br /&gt; For who is God besides the LORD?&lt;br /&gt;   And who is the Rock except our God?&lt;br /&gt; It is God who arms me with strength&lt;br /&gt;   and keeps my way secure.&lt;br /&gt; He makes my feet like the feet of a deer;&lt;br /&gt;   he causes me to stand on the heights. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---2 Samuel 22:31-34&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/ontheheights.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:28 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60464.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60464.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60464&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, May 30, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60426" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60426.html"&gt;I Will Bring Them Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have had great concern in my heart for someone for a very long time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Becoming aware of the hurts and disappointments in their life, I have  witnessed a wandering--almost a retreat--from embracing faith in God.  Floating ever so slowly, farther and farther from a daily reliance on  Him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At least, that's what it seems to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have come to understand that what I think I know about another  person is derived from mere glimpses into their lives. Only God knows  the entire story.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still, with glimpses, I am determined to pray in this instance,  convinced that He is viewing every need of the one for whom I am  burdened.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In my Bible reading, I discovered a passage in Jeremiah about the exiles sent to Babylon. God regarded them in this way:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My eyes will watch over them for their good, and I will  bring them back to this land. I will build them up and not tear them  down; I will plant them and not uproot them.  I will give them a heart  to know me, that I am the LORD. They will be my people, and I will be  their God, for they will return to me with all their heart. --Jeremiah  24:6,7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last night in my journal, I decided to write this prayer, modified from the scripture in Jeremiah:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray, Lord, that your eyes would watch over_____, for his good  and You would bring him back home to You. I pray that You would build  him up and not tear him down. I pray that You would plant him and not  uproot him. I pray that You would give him a heart to know You, that You  are the Lord.  I pray that he would be Your servant and You would be  his God. I pray that he would return to You with all His heart. Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there someone in your life that needs to return home...to God?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bringthemback.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 05:01 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60426.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60426.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60426&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, May 29, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60399" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60399.html"&gt;Lovingkindness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For two days in a row, I was blessed to see a rainbow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As my husband and I were driving our youngest son to a birthday party  late yesterday afternoon, we saw it. After dropping him off, we drove  to a nearby lake. There, the view was fantastic above the water and the  lighthouse.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For those who are traveling by boat, a lighthouse is crucial in guiding them to safe passage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As we are traveling through our lifetimes, looking to God as our "Lighthouse" to guide us is crucial, as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The combination of the rainbow and the lighthouse together is quite a  reminder of God's power coupled with His desire to guide those who are  willing to follow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the lovingkindness of the LORD is from everlasting to  everlasting on  those who fear Him, And His righteousness to children’s  children,  To  those who keep His covenant And remember His precepts to  do them. ---Psalm 103:17-18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/lovingkindnesscorrected.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:41 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60399.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60399.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=60399&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, May 28, 2011&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="60389" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60389.html"&gt;Then He Prayed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/bookmark3-1-1-1-1-2-1-1-1-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you ever feel like your prayers are useless?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That, just maybe, you aren't important enough for God to listen?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;From the book of James, chapter 5, verse 13, he says,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Is anyone among you suffering? Then he must pray..."   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He  doesn't put a stipulation on what kind of person should pray if they  are suffering. It's not "if any important person among you," or "if any  wealthy person among you."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later in the chapter he says,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Therefore, confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another so that you may be healed." (from James 5:15)  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Again,  there are no clarifying words in between "therefore" and "confess."  No  "therefore, you who are well known, confess..." or "therefore, you who  have been the hardest workers, confess..." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;James further encourages us again by saying, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Elijah was  a man with a nature like ours, and he prayed earnestly that it would  not rain, and it did not rain on the earth for three years and six  months.  Then he prayed again, and the sky poured rain and the earth  produced its fruit." (James 5:17-18)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Elijah was a man with a nature like ours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you ever feel as though your prayers are useless, remember:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Elijah prayed; God listened.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We can pray; God will listen to us, too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Picture%20My%20Thoughts%20Two/fruit-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 02:53 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/60389.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; 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 &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I attended a church service for youth this evening. The speaker's topic was the parable of the prodigal son. It was brought to our attention that this is the only place in the Bible where God is pictured as running to us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few years ago, I visited a family that owned a pig. One pig.  He lived in a.... pig pen, of course.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being the curious animal lover that I am, I wanted to see the pig. As we made our way to the back yard and finally, to the pig's home, I experienced something vastly different and out of the ordinary. There was a smell (a stench) that was horrible (overwhelming) and the mud in the pen was extremely black (pitch black). Needless to say, I do not wish to ever visit a pig again while he is in captivity.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The prodigal son had been spending his days feeding pigs. When he came to the realization that he needed to go home, I would assume that he was outwardly dirty, yet his heart was being cleansed and renewed as he came to his senses. Still, he must have been ragged and worn, steeped in the stench of pigs and suffering from his rebellious choices.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know who I thought of? Me.  Oh, I didn't ask for an early inheritance check or run away to a distant country. I hadn't been earning any wages while working on a farm. Instead, I tried to be good on my own, leave my home town to pursue my personal interests apart from God and somehow conquer every traumatic thing that had ever happened to me by proving myself and making it in the world.  The key words there are &lt;em&gt;apart from God.&lt;/em&gt; It was a futile adventure.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will always remember the day I came to my senses and asked God for forgiveness. Where was He at that moment? Running to me.  Ready to accept me, filled with compassion. It didn't matter that I didn't have my life cleaned up yet. He accepted me, ragged and worn, steeped in the stench of independance and suffering from my own rebellious choices.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Luke 15:20 says, "...but while he was still a long way off, his father saw him, and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him."  NIV&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/prodigal-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:11 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42878.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42878.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42878&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, August 23, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42867" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42867.html"&gt;Remember&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Reflective. I suppose that's a good word to describe the state of my mind today. I've been thinking about the different seasons of my life so far and considering how God has continually taken care of me.  Although I was unaware of His protection and guidance during some crucial points in my life, I trust that He was there all along.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/remember-2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:32 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42867.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42867.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42867&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, August 22, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42857" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42857.html"&gt;Sing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the past several days our state  has been experiencing the effects of a tropical storm.  Yesterday  was the most intense time for my community. Trees bending under the stress of high winds and pelting rain; flood waters rising.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Earlier today there was a break from the rain. I ventured out with my camera. While looking at insects on a bush, a bird began laughing. Well, that's what it sounded like to me. I couldn't recall ever hearing anything like it. As I walked under a tree and gazed up between the branches, I saw what looked like a blue jay. He continued his singing/laughing combination. As I stood there watching, he changed his song to a more familiar call, loud and clear. I heard no other birds. I looked around--I could see no other birds.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After such turmoil in ALL the trees in our area, he still chose to sit in one and sing. Leaves that looked shredded have been collecting on the ground, torn into pieces by the hard wind and rain. Some of the branches that once held the birds are broken and fallen as well. Yet....he sings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later, I thought of the song,  "How Great Thou Art."  A line from the lyrics states, "Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Throughout my life, I want to "sing" to God with all that I do, trusting Him---even in a storm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/singjoyfully-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:45 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42857.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42857.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42857&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, August 21, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42824" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42824.html"&gt;According to the Promise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You are all sons of God through faith in Christ Jesus, for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ.  There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus. If you belong to Christ, then you are Abraham's seed, and heirs according to the promise.   Galatians 3:26-29&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/baptised-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:04 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42824.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42824.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42824&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, August 20, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42805" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42805.html"&gt;Take Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jesus' friend, Lazarus, was dead. When He came to the place where Lazarus' family was, some of the onlookers began to talk:  "Could not He who opened the eyes of the blind man have kept this man from dying?" (John 11:37)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The scripture continues.  "Jesus, once more deeply moved, came to the tomb. It was a cave with a stone laid across the entrance. "Take away the stone, " He said.  "But, Lord, " said Martha, the sister of the dead man, "by this time there is a bad odor, for he has been there four days." (John 11:38,39)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jesus' instructions were clear. "Take away the stone."  He could have called for Lazarus to come to life again and push the stone away from the inside of the tomb. Certainly, He could have empowered Lazarus with the strength to do it. He was also  wrapped in grave cloths.  Jesus could have had all those strips of linen to supernaturally fall to the ground; yet He did neither of these.  Simply, His instructions were to those watching. Once the stone had been removed, Jesus prayed. Then, He commanded Lazarus to come out of the tomb, alive once more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Martha had been hesitant to uncover the source of her sorrow--&lt;em&gt;the dead body of her beloved brother.&lt;/em&gt; She questioned Jesus's instructions:  "But, Lord...."  Jesus was going straight to the area of need.  He was also involving those near to the situation to participate in the miraculous. Still, we see the hesitancy---&lt;em&gt;"But, Lord..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do we ever respond to God's work in our lives with questions of doubt? Do we respond to His instructions with, "But, Lord...." ? He knows what He is going to do and how He is going to do it.  Jesus replies to Martha in verse 40. "Did I not tell you that if you believed, you would see the glory of God?"  This does not sound like condemnation of unbelief. Rather, it seems a clear reminder to trust wholeheartedly in the Lord.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Has Jesus come to help you today? Is there a cover over your heart that needs to be obediently removed so that healing can take place?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jesus said, "Take away the stone."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/takeaway-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 03:52 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42805.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42805.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42805&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, August 18, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42782" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42782.html"&gt;Teach Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When our sons were small we had a story book that we read to them. It was about a young train engine who was going to school to learn how to handle responsibility. Someday, he would lead train cars behind him and travel at great speeds; but first, he had some lessons to understand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The most important instruction he received concerned his behavior. He was told that he must stay on the tracks.  This might not have seemed to hard a task to obey, but there was a problem. The tracks did not lead to all the places that the train wanted to go.  He saw fields with flowers blooming and other intriguing sights that were beyond the pathway of the rails laid out for him to follow. Forgetting his commitment to succeed, he left the tracks and strayed out of his boundaries.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Those who had been instructing him soon noticed signs of his behavior. It was apparent that the little engine was not obeying the rules. If he was ever to be the leader he was destined to be, an intervention would have to occur.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Those who cared about the future of the young locomotive set about to discourage his disobedient behavior and save him from future ruin. They each carried a red warning flag with them and journeyed out to the fields and meadows that tempted their friend to disobey.  They hid in all the places they thought he might wander to and they waited.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sure enough, as the little engine roared along his journey the fields beckoned him away from what he knew was acceptable. Once again he made the decision to leave the track to explore forbidden territory, only to find that something had changed. Everywhere he looked, he saw a red warning flag. Suddenly, the places he was drawn to before had lost their appeal. The red warning flags reminded him of the proper path over and over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what finally happened to the young train? He decided to heed the instruction of his teachers and friends and stay on the path that was set before him. In later years, he became a very fast locomotive, carrying train cars responsibly to just the right destinations.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever left the track in search of the fields of flowers?  Did anyone else notice the grass in your wheels? Did any of your friends take the time to warn you of the consequences of leaving the path that God had laid out for you? Were they faithful to hold up the red flag when YOU were jumping the rails?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/guideme.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:50 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42782.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42782.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42782&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, August 17, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42772" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42772.html"&gt;From the Moment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever seen those picture frames with the pre-cut mats for several photos? Some of them have a space for every school picture from kindergarten on up to graduation from high school. It's amazing to track how a child changes ever so slightly each year until finally they are all grown up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My parents went their separate ways when I was only a baby. I have no memories of living in a two-parent household. My father did visit me on occasion, but because he lived in another city, I'm sure it wasn't very convenient to do so. That being said, I really did not know him very well.  He died when I was 17.  It had been 5 years since I had last seen him. What was his favorite food? I have no idea. Did he like sports? I don't know.  What did he feel about God? What were his hopes? His dreams? I never knew.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This morning as I was in church, something that was said began a thought process that has stayed with me. I began to think of Jesus. I may not have had a close relationship with my earthly father, but God has lovingly made up for that. Though I want to know Him more, I could already tell you a lot about Jesus.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In my mind this morning, I could just picture Him holding me when I was about 4 years old with short, curly hair, holding me up in the air above His lap.  The little girl that was me was smiling...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thoughts can sometimes be so enmeshed that it's hard to separate them into verbal explanation. Somehow, I felt as if I understood that I am at this moment in time still the little girl that Jesus could bounce on His knee. Of course, I am an adult to everyone I know and I have been for many years. But just like those age progressive photo mats that allow you to see backward into who a child has been previously, I think God looks at us supernaturally in a way that allows Him to view all of who we have been and who we will be.  Tender, innocent thoughts that originated in my toddler mind, inquisitive thoughts from my teen years, the contemplative and sometimes frightened thoughts of a young wife and mother---they've all been me and God knows me completely.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who am I today? I may look like just an adult, but I am much more to God. I found comfort in sensing that Jesus is happy to hold me up in His outstretched arms, as though I were four years old, grinning from ear to ear.  I forgot to mention one more thing in describing this precious vision in my mind----&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus was smiling, too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/borncopy-2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:07 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42772.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42772.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42772&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, August 16, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42749" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42749.html"&gt;Sing for Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was standing in my driveway, talking to my husband and son. It was almost dusk out, but the sunset had given a soft glow to certain objects in the front yard. Suddenly, I noticed movement; there in the yellow flowers hovered a moth--a very large moth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I took a closer look to be sure that it wasn't a hummingbird. It's wings were beating at such a high rate of speed that it caused the area around the moth's body to become blurred.  It was finding beautiful yellow blooms and plunging it's head far into the flower.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We have a tall "bush" of yellow Four o'clock plants in our yard. Although I have not researched it, I assume that they mostly bloom in the late afternoon, hence the name &lt;em&gt;Four o'clock.&lt;/em&gt; Not only do we see the blooms then, but it continues to blossom forth into the dark, night sky.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes, when we leave the house, we are struck with the aromatic scent that comes from these plants. As darkness surrounds them, they are arrayed in a delicate beauty, Ready for the transition from heat of day to coolness of night, they adorn our sidewalk yearly and have been in various snapshots of our home through the years.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, why did God make flowers that bloom at night when everyone is supposed to be sleeping? Did He make them to nurture moths, since He knew that moths would not be awake during regularly scheduled daytime blooming? In other words, did He make the flower for the moth or the moth for the flower? I'm afraid the answer flows within a continuous circle of knowledge possessed by only God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At any rate, the moth and the plant are dependent on one another, as God desires. God's plans are infallable. His magnificent works tell of the order in which the earth's inhabitance must adhere to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/singforjoy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:01 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42749.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42749.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42749&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, August 14, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42729" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42729.html"&gt;Kind and Compassionate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At the school where I teach, students will be returning in only days. As a part of the faculty, I and my other teacher friends had to begin this week. It's time to get things ready for another school year to start. Here we go again, just like last year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Something else is happening now that was just like last year. I am witnessing extreme------kindness.  Kindness? Yes, and not only that, but compassion as well. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Area churches have begun to minister to the students and instructors of our school by investing their time and resources. It is evident that these followers of Jesus are commited to showing His love to others through service and ministry toward their needs. They are giving of themselves, blending compassion with kindness--right now--today. Just like last year at this time, church members are seeking out ways to show the love of their Savior to the community in which they live. By modeling these characteristics, they are an encouragment and an example to everyone touched by their caring hearts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there someone you could show kindness to today? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bekind-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:48 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42729.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42729.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42729&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, August 13, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42704" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42704.html"&gt;Dominion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the Lord, and all the families of the nations will bow down before Him, for dominion belongs to the Lord and He rules over the nations.   Psalm 22:27-28&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/nations-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:55 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42704.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42704.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42704&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, August 12, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42683" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42683.html"&gt;All Your Need&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I memorized this verse in college:  "But my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Time after time God has supplied my need.  He continues to do so at this very moment.  Lately, I have praying about a specific need and reminding myself of this verse. God's riches will never run out. He has all that I need and that will be eternally true.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/allyourneed-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:50 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42683.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42683.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42683&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, August 12, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42670" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42670.html"&gt;Be Separate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What are idols? I think first about stone or rock figures. That may be a correct thought, but idols could be much more.  I have had times in my life when thinking about a certain problem was consuming. How? It consumed my time and kept me from enjoying the moment at hand. It consumed my energy and kept me from concentrating on better things. It gave me a weary heart and kept me from laughter. Could that problem have been an idol?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am coming to understand that I need to talk to God about everything. In so doing, I am no longer shouldering the concern by myself.  Actually, God was always there, but I have worried over things before as though He wasn't.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;II Corinthians 6:16, 17a says, "What agreement is there between the temple of God and idols? For we are the temple of the living God. As God has said: "I will live with them and walk among them, and I will be their God, and they will be my people."&lt;sup&gt;[&lt;/sup&gt; "Therefore come out from them and be separate, says the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There really isn't any room in my heart for idols of worry or doubt. When these two take up residence, the discomfort increases. There is only room for God. When they begin crowding their way into my mind, peace can be elusive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No matter how normal it would seem to continue on in the same way, I should separate myself from these and other defeating foes. When faced with serious issues, I need to "come out" away from fear and uncertainty and turn my thoughts toward God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/separate-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:17 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42670.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42670.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42670&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, August 11, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42644" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42644.html"&gt;You are There&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Spontaneous. That might be a nice way to put it. Given the right encouragment, I completely change gears and go into adventure mode. I have certain limits, mind you. Adventure to me might mean photographing an alligator in the wild or creeping up on a bird to get just the right close up shot. High altitude adventure? Well, that's just not for me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few days ago, I was casually going about my own business within my own house when I heard it--the uniquely familiar buzzing  sound that I had experienced before.  I looked out my bedroom window to see the...uh...flying "go cart" that sometimes takes off from the farm behind our property. I quickly grabbed my camera an dashed through the living room and out the front door, (I suppose my family has grown accustomed to this type of behavior by now)  running out to our front sidewalk in time to catch a picture of the aforementioned go cart, complete with pilot, whizzing past me above our garage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm sure this mode of transportation has a REAL name. It looks, however, like someone strapped a large window fan to the back of a pedaled cart and attached some colorful ballooning nylon as a kite. On another day, much like this one, I watched it climb to such great height in the sky that it appeared to be a small, colorful speck. Funny....I didn't know window fans could get that high....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Am I adventurous? I thought so, but not compared to my unknown pilot friend. He wins.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wonder what it would be like, though. What does he think about up there? Does he mentally give God the glory for the vast earth below him and the clouds above him? If he had engine trouble, would he cry out to God for help?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The wonderful thing about the previous question is that he could call to God for help because God would there--no matter how far up he went. We can't out-travel God. Wherever we go, He's already there waiting. That should be a comforting thought to all of us.  The Bible tells us in Psalms 139:8 that God is with us. It reads, "If I go up to the heavens, You are there;"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am thankful that God's love is unfailing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His presence is constant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His power, complete.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter where you happen to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/heavens-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:05 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42644.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42644.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42644&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, August 09, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42630" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42630.html"&gt;At All Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was studying this morning about how God had planned to rescue the children of Israel from Egypt. From the time God spoke to Abraham about it until the their exodus to the wilderness about four hundred years elapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, four hundred years is quite a chunk of time---to us, but not to God. He knew all along about each event leading to that day. His timing is perfect. Our impatience is flawed. To get what we want before it’s proper time would probably not be what we wanted at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my family likes cake. The warm smell of chocolate wafting through the house is a pleasant one. Generally, after the flour mix is blended with the eggs, oil and water, it takes about thirty-five minutes or so in the oven for the cake to bake. Not twenty-five, but thirty five. Certainly not fifteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if our youngest son entered the kitchen requesting the cake after the batter had only been in the oven for twenty-five minutes?  Looking into the baking window, it would most likely appear to be done. However, upon it’s removal to the stovetop, a gentle “tap” to the top surface might result in a sudden sinking toward the middle that confirms all suspicions of the gooey, pasty middle that lies beneath the thin, outer layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the cake is not returned for it’s proper preparation, only part of it will be acceptable for consumption. The other is likely to be thrown out and wasted. It may have been only ten minutes, yet it was an important length of time determining the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many moments have I wanted my “cake” in life before it was done? Confused, I couldn’t quite grasp why there needed to be more waiting involved. The trouble is, I just thought I knew what it should look like when it was ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In all of the events of our lives, God is the only one who actually knows what is best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is He who has set the timer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/atalltimes-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:39 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42630.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42630.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42630&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, August 08, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42610" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42610.html"&gt;Jacinth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My husband and I were taking a walk together yesterday. As we strolled past a home we noticed a beautiful plant blooming with brilliant colors.  My husband commented that it was a Bird of Paradise plant. I could not recall having ever seen one before. How distinctive it was!  I stood there, looking at it from different angles.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Curious, I did some research about it's background. Named after a bird with similar shape and colorings, it is truly a striking plant to view. Each colorful petal is uniquely vivid. God has blessed us with color and the ability to distinguish it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I believe Heaven will be colorful, far beyond what our earthly eyes can accept. The various hues that we percieve now are only hints of the heavenly array of glorious colors we will see throughout eternity.  In the Revelation of John, we are given a description in earthly terms. Jasper, sapphire, chalcedony, emerald, sardonyx, carnelian, chrysolite, beryl, topaz, chrysoprase, jacinth and amethyst are said to be there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although the bird from which the plant takes it's name was not likened to paradise for it's coloring, they both serve as reminders of the beauty God has allowed us to enjoy in this life and in the one to come.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/paradise-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 02:53 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42610.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42610.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42610&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, August 07, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42601" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42601.html"&gt;My Very Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Encouragement. It is so important. God uses people to encourage each of us during our lives. I have a friend who is constantly encouraging me. She does the same for others, as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My friend has a son who is entering his first year at college far away. (&lt;em&gt;FAR away...)  &lt;/em&gt;Did she hope as he was a toddler that he would attend college someday? Surely, she did. As she invested what she knew into his growing mind, did she one day picture his graduation from school and into adulthood? I think she did.  So, is this an easy time for a parent to let go?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we are permanent citizens of Heaven someday, it won't matter how far away someone's mansion is. We will have eternity to find another believer and talk with them. Distance won't matter anymore. But, for now, the miles do add up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As stewards of our children, it is difficult to watch their ascent into life from the bleachers. Cheer, we must---yet it IS their game and it is not ours to play. We love them, nurture them and train them in the faith; then, it's as if we send them out on the field to continue with all they've learned, commiting them to God once again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/veryheart-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 02:52 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42601.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42601.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42601&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, August 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42586" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42586.html"&gt;Higher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was just walking along by myself.  I was in an open air foyer on the second story of a building. The building was right beside a football stadium. As I passed a stairway leading up to the next level, the sun's rays were penetrating the opening in the brick wall and streaming down. As I glanced upward to the top of the steps, I saw him. A very large bird was perched on top of the flood lights used to illuminate the playing field. Quietly, so as not to disturb the stately creature, I walked up the stairs. Not quite on his level, I began to photograph him. He posed silently. Soon, I went on my way, leaving him to peruse the empty stadium in solitude.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We have accomplished much in our gathering of information and skill through the ages. Of course, it is God who has given us both.  I stood in a building made by human hands. I gazed at a towering pole that emits extrememe light when in use, also fashioned by men.  There before me sat a bird, who had risen with wings fashioned by God to this enormous height, probably within seconds of his departure from the ground.  Behind him, in a brilliant backdrop, the blinding light gave testimony to it's Maker. We can bring light to a stadium; He can illuminate the universe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life's lessons can sometimes come without notice. A casual glance up a stairwell, a bird sitting quiet and still.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank You, God, for allowing me to be there at just that moment in time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Myways-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:27 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42586.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42586.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42586&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, August 05, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42566" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42566.html"&gt;Among Thorns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"A farmer went out to sow his seed.  As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path; it was trampled on, and the birds of the air ate it up.  Some fell on rock, and when it came up, the plants withered because they had no moisture.  Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up with it and choked the plants.  Stilll other seed fell on good soil.  It came up and yielded a crop, a hundred times more than was sown."  Luke 8:5-8&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/thorns-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:26 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42566.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42566.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42566&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, August 04, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42563" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42563.html"&gt;A Farmer Went Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay.  What do you think the odds would be that....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One day, you're thinking about going back to college and getting a degree. Let's say you live in New York. You don't have a clue where you ought to consider enrolling. At lunch, a friend at the office sits down beside you. As you explain your recent thoughts on universities, they tell you that you should consider UCLA.  Hmmm. California? Tucked back in your mind, you finish your hours at work. On arrival at home, you check the mail. Water bill, phone bill, and a letter from....UCLA advertising their new degree program. (!)  Months pass and you dismiss the whole going back to school thing as you stay in your routine of just getting by.  On a breezy, sunny afternoon, your mind drifts to getting that degree again. You wonder what could possibly be at UCLA. After dinner, you and your spouse accept an invitation to a new neighbor's house for coffee and dessert. Their grandson is home on break. As you step through the door, introductions begin. They are so proud of their grandson; he's made the dean's list----&lt;em&gt;at UCLA. &lt;/em&gt;The next day at work, your production team is scheduled to attend a seminar at a hotel conference room downtown. Easing into your seat, the guest speaker begins. "Thank you for inviting me today to discuss our new statistics proposal.  I must say that if it hadn't been for our recent studies at UCLA, we wouldn't even be here."  At this point, you faint....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, what are the odds of this scenario happening? I'm not a mathematician, but I would estimate that the odds would be about one chance in several million. I'm not thinking of going back to school, but the odds mentioned above would probably apply to what IS happening to me. I know it's not chance---God is speaking to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last summer, I was gripped with concern over a matter. It was consuming a lot of thought. One day, someone I had not met before sat down beside me at a university swimming pool I was visiting. I had been sitting there, contemplating what God might show me about this concern. As we talked, this man directed me to the parable of the sower and the seed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That evening, I attended a worship service.  As the speaker began his message, he asked us to turn to Luke, chapter eight--the parable of the sower and the seed.  Though thinking intently over what was taking place, I stopped seriously considering the implications of my conern as the months passed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last Friday, I was writing in a work text book of a class I am taking. I was instructed to write the answer to a question. Interestingly, the question brought to mind the same subject I had been wrestling with before. I wrote my thoughts on the paper and put it away. That night, I attended the first of a two session service in a nearby town. After the music was over, the speaker began. It would appear that the subject of the evening was going to be---the parable of the sower and the seed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next morning--Saturday-- the study of the parable continued at the next session. At this point, I am really listening.  With quite an array of thoughts having been on my mind, I awaken on Sunday morning. I attended a church service at another town, north of where I live. As the pastor spoke, he had a Power Point display of scripture that he projected as his sermon unfolded. Would anyone care to suppose that he talked about the.....no, surely not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Surely, yes. The parable of the sower and the seed. Although part of a larger theme that morning, there it was again. Just like UCLA.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am seriously considering what this parable has to say, what I can learn from it and what God is wanting me to understand. The odds are too great to be explained away. I have a lesson to learn. It's there, somewhere. Will I learn it tomorrow? Will I grasp it fully by next week? Next year?  I don't know. I will, however, keep listening.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/farmer-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:43 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42563.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42563.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42563&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, August 03, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42547" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42547.html"&gt;Thoroughly Equipped&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This really does happen a lot around here. All of a sudden, our dog will begin to paw relentlessly at &lt;em&gt;something---&lt;/em&gt;but we don't know what she wants. She, on the other hand, knows EXACTLY what she's after.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It can be in any place in our house. Most recently, she had both front paws on top of our glass topped dining room table. The surface appeared to be empty, except for a candle dish in the center.  Thinking a familiar thought like, "What is she DOING??" I walked closer to investigate. There it was, not yet in reach----a Cheerio. One single Cheerio. She knew it was there and she had to have it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If there was one Cheerio located on a surface suspended two feet above my head and hidden from view---would I notice? Would I even care? If my sense of smell were that of the common canine and I was hungry, I guess I might.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later, I began to think about what our dog had done. In applying it to myself, I thought about seeking out the word of God. Would I sense its importance upon entering a situation? Would I search for it? Would I put forth focused effort to grasp its message in my hand?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If I were hungry for it, I guess I might.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lord, please give me a hunger for Your word.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/equipped-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-4560074677884426108?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4560074677884426108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=4560074677884426108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/4560074677884426108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/4560074677884426108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/he-ran-i-attended-church-service-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-5098920597458818375</id><published>2008-10-04T19:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:54:28.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43413" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43413.html"&gt;This is the Generation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, I spent some time studying about the book of Luke in the New Testament. Odd as it may seem, I felt differently about it. I was using the study Bible that I've had for probably 13 years. How many times have I turned to Luke during that time? What was different today?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I found myself reading the study materials within the Bible about the history behind the writing, as well as an outline of it.  The words from chapter 19, verse 10, seemed to reverberate in my mind:.."to seek and to save that which was lost."  Of course, it is Jesus who has come to seek.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I want to seek to know Him more. I didn't choose the timing of my birth; He allowed me to be alive today, in this time. As my faith is deepening, I want to be a part of a generation that seeks Him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/yellowtreecopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:34 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43413.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43413.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43413&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, October 04, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43408" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43408.html"&gt;From the Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had heard the song before. Somehow, as I was driving along listening to it once more on the radio, the words just seemed to sink in:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giver of every breath I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Author of all eternity&lt;br /&gt;Giver of every perfect thing&lt;br /&gt;To You be the glory&lt;br /&gt;Maker of Heaven and of Earth&lt;br /&gt;No one can comprehend Your worth&lt;br /&gt;King over all the universe&lt;br /&gt;To You be the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am alive because I'm alive in You&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of Jesus I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;It's all because the blood of Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;That covers me and raised this dead man's life&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of Jesus I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tears came to my eyes as I was reminded of this truth. Because of Jesus, I may live again after death. Because of Jesus, I may live an abundant life in Him---it's all because of Jesus I'm alive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(lyrics by Steve Fee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/quickly-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:49 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43408.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43408.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43408&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, October 02, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43389" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43389.html"&gt;The Path&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Identify the proper path and stay on it. That's a pretty straighforward statement. It sounds like a good rule to follow whether you're on a Boy Scout hiking trip or a military mission overseas. Who would actually &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to be on the wrong one? The wisdom is this: be well informed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we lack the information needed to make an intelligent choice, the result could be devastating. If we have a clear understanding about where we are headed and how to get there, we are likely to arrive at our appointed destination.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about our spiritual path in life? We must identify the paths (the day to day choices) of those who are not following God's leading and commit ourselves to another direction, far from the lure of selfish independance and temptation. We must identify the proper direction every time we are faced with a choice. We are warned about the negative path in the fourteenth chapter of Proverbs. We are told not to set foot on it or walk on it.  We are to avoid it and not travel on it. We are advised to turn from it. That's very clear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you identify the paths taken by those who have trusted God with their lives? When you do, commit to one endeavor---&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;staying on it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/ThePath-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:00 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43389.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43389.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43389&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, October 01, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43379" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43379.html"&gt;Such Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This evening, I was privileged to hear a man speak to a group about how God had worked in his life. He told the story of his journey from disbelief in God all the way to where he is today in close fellowship with Him. It was one of those times when I felt such joy over and over again as I listened to the account of the faithfulness of God in the redemption of yet another one of his children.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Something this man spoke about was very significant to me. He explained that the more you are walking in close fellowship with God, the less that Satan knows you. Read that last statement again. It's not a concept I could recall ever pondering before. He had relayed to us that because of his mindset before he became a Christian, Satan knew him really well and knew how to "get to him."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I like to mentally picture myself walking closer and closer to God, all the while becoming "fuzzy" and out of focus to the enemy and his wiles.  I hope to spend more of my time meditating on God's presence in my life, thinking on what is praiseworthy and seeking His direction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/suchthings-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:11 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43379.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43379.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43379&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, September 30, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43364" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43364.html"&gt;Who Counsels Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Counselor. What do you think of when you hear that word spoken? Do your picture a high school employee who was hired to help you plan your academic schedule? Do you think of someone with a college degree, specializing in restoring marriages? Perhaps you think of a doctor who ministers to people who are depressed or troubled.  A good friend that seems to always give you sound advice; maybe that's who you think of when you hear the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above are certainly identified as counselors---but what about God? Is He your counselor? Your guide?  He wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God allows us the freedom to choose whether or not we listen to His counsel or seek it out.  Bibles are in stores everywhere, but do we buy them?  Churches are built in almost every community, but do we attend the services held there? God is listening to our every word, yet do we ask Him for instruction when choices are before us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our sovereign counselor. His truth is the only truth. His wisdom, the only true wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What help do you need from a counselor today?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/counsels-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:59 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43364.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43364.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43364&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 29, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43350" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43350.html"&gt;Shout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know God hears me every time I pray. Often, I pray silently and the communication is between my mind and God. Lately, I have been pondering the importance of praying out loud.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we pray silently, only God hears. When we voice our prayers audibly, the enemy and all his forces hear our proclamation of faith. We openly give witness to our belief in God and His great power.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 66:1 says, "Shout with joy to God, all the earth!" &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/shoutcopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:45 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43350.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43350.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43350&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 29, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43338" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43338.html"&gt;Sincere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love must be sincere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hate what is evil;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cling to what is good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Be devoted to one another in brotherly love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Honor one another above yourselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Romans 12:9,10&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sincere-2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:47 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43338.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43338.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43338&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, September 28, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43330" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43330.html"&gt;You Make Me Glad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I was a child, I enjoyed watching a particular television game show. Contestants would participate in various types of activities throughout each program.  As an added plus from the generosity of those producing the game show, they  would occasionally pay for someone in the military to return home for a visit with their family. This became part of the show, as they would surprise the non-duty spouse with an on-the-air reunion. Often, the deployed spouse would be secretly placed in one of the games so at just the right moment, their wife would recognize them and be completely thrilled and overwhelmed. The audience and television viewers would have been informed of  the special event beforehand. It was so exciting to know at any minute the couple would be reunited.  It brought JOY to everyone to witness such a good deed. That was many years ago, and I still remember it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wonder if this is similar to one of the ways God blesses us at times. When we are yearning for something--to be restored to a loved one, to be healed of a sickness, to be married, to have a child, to see someone accept God's gift of salvation---He may be planning to give us the desire of our heart.  His timing is perfect. Is there excitement in Heaven as the moment of surprise grows near? Does the joy in Heaven connect with the joy we experience when God lovingly gives us a "surprise?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Somehow, I think it does.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/deeds-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:27 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43330.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43330.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43330&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 27, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43325" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43325.html"&gt;He Who Walks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Through the years, people have come to me hoping they could take piano lessons. I have taught more students than I can remember. I have spent so much time in my life helping students to learn to play the piano. What's more, they PAY money for the privilege of spending time with me. Somehow, if we're together long enough, it seems likely that any ability I have in piano playing would eventually begin to trickle over to them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No one questions this type of logic. If you want to learn to play the piano, of course your would find a piano teacher. If you want to learn to decorate cakes, you join a cake decorating class. If you want to be a diesel mechanic, you attend a diesel mechanics school. If you want to be wise, you....well, you.....hmmm. That's a little tougher to think about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We can all ask God for wisdom. That's the best thing to start with. Secondly, if we spend a significant amount of time around those who consistently model wise choices, we are bound to learn from that experience.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Proverbs 13:20a says, "He who walks with the wise grows wise..." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why not ask God to bring friends into your life who possess the wisdom that you seek? Once they're with you, learn from their actions---their everyday choices. You just might find yourself growing, right alongside them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/walks-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:38 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43325.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43325.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43325&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, September 25, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43314" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43314.html"&gt;A New Command&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When do we love? When it's easy? When it's convenient? When it doesn't require too much commitment? I'd have to say "yes" to that, if I were talking about me. Who wouldn't love when it was easy to love? When it was convenient?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The difficult part comes next. Do we love when it's hard? When it's inconvenient? When it requires the greatest commitment we've ever given? Many people love this way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it hard to love when a person is unlovely? I will certainly never forget a time several years ago when I was suddenly quite ill.  After struggling through a night in pain, my husband and son helped me into our van. Moments later, I was in the care of total strangers in a hospital I had never visited. The first diagnosis was appendicitis. I was vomiting and in great pain. Lovely? Not a chance. God showed me many things throughout that hospital stay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One very important lesson was given through Fred. Fred? Yes. A complete stranger to me who had gone to work that day prepared to give his very best to whatever needy person came through the door of the emergency room. i remember his name, because even through my trauma, I could see his identification tag as he and others ministered to my needs as they endured my symptoms with me. The lesson? They cared for me as if I were a member of their family; gently picking me up, comforting me, cleaning me--doing what I could not do for myself. Is this how I should love?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it convenient for a mother to sit up all night and rock a crying baby back and forth? Is is convenient to take the time to write a note of encouragment to a friend who is grieving? What about the grandfather that never misses his granddaughter's recitals or his grandson's ballgames? Convenient? No way. Does it require commitment?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Absolutely.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In John 13:34 Jesus says, " A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/loveoneanother-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:05 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43314.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43314.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43314&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 24, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43295" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43295.html"&gt;Finds Them Watching&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The crowd is cheering. You want to do your best. It's the big game and you have your instructions from the coach. Football isn't easy, but you're commited to the challenge.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The players are in position. The action starts and you do just exactly what the coach wanted you to do. There's one problem---the people in the stands aren't understanding your instructions and to them, you've just made a big mistake.  Boos and hisses stream out from the bleachers over the playing field as the discouragement begins to set in. The coach knows what he's doing and so do you--but the crowd hasn't figured it out yet. Taking a quick glance behind your shoulder, you see him on the sidelines, a clipboard in one hand and a "thumbs up" on the other directed right at you.  With added strength, you refocus on the task at hand. You know you must trust your mentor and guide, especially now, when the going is rough. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In reality, you may not play football, but I'll bet this has happened to you. God has given you direction in life. You've prepared---you've endured the practices and the exercises.  You've grown, you've learned. Just as you're on the field, ready for action, the crowd becomes unloving, discouraging and distracting. They just don't understand your orders--or your commitment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is there to do? If we look over our shoulder, we may find that God is nearby, giving us the signal of approval. Do we follow the whims of the crowd or do we obey the instructions of our Savior? When we look to see what God thinks about our performance on the "field," His is the only opinion that matters. He knows just how the game is going to be won and what part we are to play. We must trust our Mentor and Guide, especially then, when the going is rough.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/servants-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:45 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43295.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43295.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43295&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, September 23, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43283" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43283.html"&gt;Rejoices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. I Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was I patient today? Was I kind? Did I envy? Did I boast? Was I proud or rude?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was I self-seeking or easily angered?  Did I keep a record of wrongs?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I delight in evil or did I rejoice with the truth?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I protect?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I trust?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I hope?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I persevere?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/lovedoesnot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:45 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43283.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43283.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43283&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 22, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43260" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43260.html"&gt;The Years the Locusts Have Eaten&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perhaps you've known someone like this---as they look back on their life, it is filled with regrets.  They may have come to understand the saving grace of Jesus later in life, and finding such new peace and wholeness, they mourn for the time they wasted in the past. Life events that should have grown into healthy crops of fufillment may have been devoured by the deceitfulness of sin. There may be great emotional pain in looking back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I once heard a pastor on a radio program several years ago say that, "God is a God of second chances." Starting your life over --relinquishing control to God--is the most important decision that can be made. In His great power, though we may not understand it, He can restore what has been broken; He can create the new to replace the old.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Joel 2:25a says, "I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten..."  Could God fashion a whole and abundant future emerging from the mistakes of the past? Bundle up the memories of what the "locusts" have ruined in your life and ask Him to reclaim the years that cause you great pain. God is a God of second chances----and compassion for a regretful heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/locusts-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:57 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43260.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43260.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43260&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, September 21, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43253" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43253.html"&gt;How Can They Preach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe this has happened to you before. After selecting a restaurant to dine in, you walk past an entry area and someone seats you at your table. As you peruse the menu, you mentally compare the cost of each meal with the amount of cash you know is in your pocket.  After you  have made your final selection, the menu is whisked away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After having finished your meal, you step to the register to pay. As you do, you notice a small chalk board near the counter. It reads, "Today's Special."  You find that for less money than you paid, you could have had a lot more food. In fact, the small entree that you ordered doesn't even compare to the amount you would've had if you had only chosen the special meal of the day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Why didn't someone tell me about this deal?" you ask.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"The advertisement was in plain view, sir," comes the reply.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If only you had known about the better food, you would have selected it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you know someone that just seems to be wrecking their life? One poor decision after another. Why would they continue to live that way?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a theory; people everywhere are just trying to do the best with their life situation. Perhaps from fear of rejection or low self-esteem, they consistently choose what is far less than best for themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"How could they keep doing this?" you ask yourself. The answer lies in the restaurant. People from every race and color are trying to do the very best they can with what they think is available. Would you really order the Shrimp Sampler for $5.99 instead of the Pork Roast Supreme dinner, complete with two side orders and unlimited bread sticks if you knew that both meals were the same price?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That person you're acquainted with--you know, the one that drinks herself sick on the weekends--she's just like you. The difference is, she's doing the best she can with what she knows. She simply didn't notice the wall board at the entrance to the restaurant. She chose the only option she thought she had available. What would she have changed if she knew she had the choice to be forgiven and made new through Jesus Christ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about that boss of yours? Would he be the way he is, day in and day out, if he understood that he had the authority to call out to God? He might just act differently if he realized his impact on friends, neighbors, and coworkers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Romans 10:14 says, "How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next time you witness someone about to make a foolish decision in their lives, you might want to direct their attention to the chalkboard at the front.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who wouldn't choose the very best for themselves if they really understood that it was a REAL choice?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Stop a few customers along the way and ask them this question:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Excuse me, but would you care to hear about &lt;em&gt;Today's Special&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/crossgoodnews-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:05 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43253.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43253.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43253&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 20, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43240" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43240.html"&gt;The Peace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I like to know the answers. I want to be well informed. I want to judge for myself if things are truly in order as they should be. If a doctor told me I was going to be "fine," I would want to know just exactly how fine that was going to be and in what ways I would be fine. If I can't see the facts for myself, all I really have is someone else's opinion. Is that really good enough?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In most instances, I can choose to be as knowledgeable about something as I want to. But what about those times when I can't?  What about all the many things I must trust God about through faith?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If I have a concern, I should pray; I may not see the answer right away. I may not be well informed of just how God might work in a matter. His ways are higher than mine. I must trust that things are in the order that He is allowing. If God tells me that things are going to be fine, through faith, I must believe that they are without asking just exactly how fine will God allow things to be. He wants me to trust His judgment as to what is best.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That should be easy, but my human nature brings the element of concern back into my focus over and over, distracting my thoughts from those of peace and trust to thoughts of worry and doubt. I must choose again and again to realign my thinking to trust in God in all aspects of my life, whether I understand them, or not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;By faith, it is God's opinion and assessment of my circumstances that matters the most.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/peace-2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:17 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43240.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43240.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43240&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, September 19, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43218" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43218.html"&gt;A Sincere Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is, his body, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hebrews 10:19-23&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sincere-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:44 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43218.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43218.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43218&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 17, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43201" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43201.html"&gt;The Word of Our God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Comfort, comfort my people,&lt;br /&gt;       says your God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Speak tenderly to Jerusalem,&lt;br /&gt;       and proclaim to her&lt;br /&gt;       that her hard service has been completed,&lt;br /&gt;       that her sin has been paid for,&lt;br /&gt;       that she has received from the LORD's hand&lt;br /&gt;       double for all her sins.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  A voice of one calling:&lt;br /&gt;       "In the desert prepare&lt;br /&gt;       the way for the LORD ;&lt;br /&gt;       make straight in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;       a highway for our God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Every valley shall be raised up,&lt;br /&gt;       every mountain and hill made low;&lt;br /&gt;       the rough ground shall become level,&lt;br /&gt;       the rugged places a plain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  And the glory of the LORD will be revealed,&lt;br /&gt;       and all mankind together will see it.&lt;br /&gt;       For the mouth of the LORD has spoken."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  A voice says, "Cry out."&lt;br /&gt;       And I said, "What shall I cry?"&lt;br /&gt;       "All men are like grass,&lt;br /&gt;       and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  The grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;br /&gt;       because the breath of the LORD blows on them.&lt;br /&gt;       Surely the people are grass.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  The grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;br /&gt;       but the word of our God stands forever."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Isaiah 40:1-8&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/forever-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:47 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43201.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43201.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43201&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 17, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43186" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43186.html"&gt;With Their Father&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My family enjoys watching episodes from the old Star Trek television series in the 1960's. In one particular story, a military pilot from the 20th century had traveled in time and was aboard the Enterprise. In considering whether or not they should try to send him back in time or allow him to stay in the technologically advanced future, research had to be done. This man could not be allowed to stay on the star ship and miss the rest of his life on earth if he was destined to do something important. If he weren't there to do it, all of time would be affected. The question had to be answered---were there any records of outstanding accomplishments by this officer? By all that could be found, this young  man never made any worthy contribution to society that would warrant the need to send him back. But wait....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Upon further investigation, it was found that this man's &lt;em&gt;son&lt;/em&gt; was the first man to fly a spacecraft mission to Mars. When the pilot was told of his son's accomplishment, he replied that he had no son.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He was made to understand that he would have to go back in time, for in his future, he would be the father of the first man to visit Mars---a very worthy contribution to society.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about us? What if our greatest accomplishment in life is simply to usher our children toward their God-given destiny?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the fourth chapter of the Book of Matthew we read that Jesus saw two brothers, James and John, in a boat with their father, Zebedee, preparing their nets. We read very little about the life of Zebedee. Did he make any important contributions? He'd likely spent half of his own life nurturing two boys who were to walk the earth with the Son of God. Had he taught them reverence before that day? Had he taught them of God's power? I believe he had.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; We make the greatest investment into the hearts of our children as we teach them of God and His great love for us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A fisherman taught &lt;em&gt;his &lt;/em&gt;sons many things----what am I teaching mine?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/zebedee-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:04 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43186.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43186.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43186&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 15, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43173" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43173.html"&gt;The Lord is Near&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tonight was an important one for me. This past spring I had decided to participate in a Bible study in the summer and early fall that would run about 12 weeks. Tonight was the last gathering for the study.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Months ago, I had been hopeful; expectant for what I might learn during the upcoming months. I could not possibly have known the depth of calling, the comfort, or the very presence of God that was to become my experience through this concerted time of seeking and believing. Many lives were touched through the faithfulness of those who tirelessly prepared for each week's lesson to be presented and the obedience and annointing of the one who authored the materials. With His great power, God revealed many things to a wide variety of hearts, all gathered in His Name to understand Him more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Philippians 4:5b says, "The Lord is near."   If I could only grasp that fact more fully! He is near to us, night and day, never leaving us alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His great love is magnificent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/near-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:06 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43173.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43173.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43173&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, September 14, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43155" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43155.html"&gt;Keep Me Safe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One thing I ask of the LORD,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;this is what I seek:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that I may dwell in the house of the LORD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;all the days of my life,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and to seek Him in His temple.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For in the day of trouble&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He will keep me safe in His dwelling;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He will hide me in the shelter of His tabernacle&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and set me high upon a rock.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 27:4,5&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/trouble-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:52 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43155.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43155.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43155&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 13, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43133" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43133.html"&gt;The Birds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a peaceful time to be taking a walk around the lake. Blooming flowers along the path added brilliant colors to the variety of plant life that thrived there.  As I walked, I came upon a very tall post with a bird house poised on top. No trees were near it; it was placed very near the water's edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like a house for Purple Martins. In doing some research on this specific bird, I found some very interesting facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, Native Americans used to create habitats for Purple Martins by hanging gourds up for them to nest in. As time has passed to the present day, Purple Martins living east of the Rocky Mountains rely solely upon man-made dwellings to protect them. They are totally dependent on these dwellings. A quote from an article I was reading states, "Since the fate of these beautiful birds is now in our hands, it is extremely important that we provide adequate housing in which they can raise their young..."  It went on to explain that once a dwelling was provided, it had to be reinforced with safeguards against other predator birds who would seek to steal their food or overtake their nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never compared my life or any one else's to that of a Purple Martin--that is, until now. As each day unfolds, I know that I need to stay close to God. My everyday dwelling needs to be firmly planted by His life giving waters. There, I may receive continual nurturing derived from reading His Word and interaction with other Christians who are part of a nearby church family. The friends that surround me in this dwelling are there to encourage me through each of life's challenges and victories. In turn, I am there to encourage them. But what about the people who do not yet know of God's love and provision for their lives? Each year brings a more futile outlook as they search for a safe dwelling place among the predators of this world who seek their demise. Will they find a safe haven if we do not provide it? Jesus told His disciples, "Go into all the world and preach the good news to all creation." (from Matthew 16:15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if my earlier quote from the Purple Martin article were changed to read this way: "Since the fate of those who do not know Christ is now in our hands, it is extrememly important that we provide adequate understanding of what God has done for them through the sacrifice of His Son on the cross; we should further provide continual nuturing of those who come to believe in Him by encouraging them in their daily walk of faith and offering a loving spiritual environment in which to raise their children to follow Him as well." I could go on to say that once this "dwelling" is provided, its existance must be reinforced with safeguards against Satan's predators who would seek to steal their spiritual "food" and overtake their new found spiritual nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the "fate" of all those who do not know Jesus as their Savior is not really in our hands. We cannot save another from an existance without God for eternity. Jesus provided the payment and the way of forgiveness.  He has instructed us, however, to "preach the good news to all creation." As we tell of what He has done, we begin to build the house. As we continue to show love and concern, we fortify the dwelling. As we urge others toward God's provision, we invite them to take up residence in His unfailing love and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of a well known saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUILD IT AND THEY WILL COME."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/nest-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 01:14 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43133.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43133.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43133&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 13, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43128" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43128.html"&gt;Those Who Shrink Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was quite a football game. For a long, long time neither team scored. Strength was met with strength, skill was matched with skill.  One thing was certain: the timid do not find their place on a football team. It would appear that there was no shrinking back from the mission at hand--winning the competition and emerging the victor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So who am I? I've never been on a football team.  Do I have a mission? Is it to win, to become the victor? Not exactly. You see, my competition has already been won. Jesus was the victor over sin and death.  It was not my own strength that brought me salvation. It was His gift to me, freely given. I had only to recognize my need, ask forgiveness and believe. I couldn't shrink back from deliverance and still accept the love that Jesus showed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hebrews 10:39 says, "But we are not of those who shrink back and are destroyed, but of those who believe and are saved."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/shrink-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:02 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43128.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43128.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43128&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, September 11, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43111" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43111.html"&gt;Rejoice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="lexTitleHb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;שמח&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does this look familiar to you? Probably not. However, it is very important. It is the Hebrew word &lt;em&gt;samach, &lt;/em&gt;which means "rejoice, be glad."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No matter what may happen at any point in the day, we can trust that God's love is worth rejoicing about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/rejoice-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:48 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43111.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43111.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43111&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 10, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43093" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43093.html"&gt;Find the Knowledge of God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They're just about my favorite type of bird.  Sand cranes.  Is it the fact that they are almost as tall as I am? Maybe it's the red area on the tops of their heads or the wonderful call they make when they are flying away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's also something else they do; they take their time, slowly walking and looking on the ground for food. They never seem to be in a hurry then.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For a long time I have been wanting to be more effective in a certain area of my life. I have read books to gain insight. I've listened to speakers on the subject. Still, as much as I've searched, many times I have failed to find just exactly what I seemed to be looking for.  One of the problems has been that I've not been quite sure of what I was seeking.  An answer could look like, well, most anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This evening I attended a meeting. There were only five of us in atttendance. I wasn't expecting to walk away with major insight, however, I think that I did. It was as though I had been a sand crane searching for food and suddenly, without anticipation, finding just the sustenance I needed right there on the grass. I thought about how God had intended for me to at that meeting, just so I could apply this new found wisdom to my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank You, Lord, for leading me into a path of greater understanding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/knowledge-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:44 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43093.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43093.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43093&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, September 09, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43071" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43071.html"&gt;Devote Yourselves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is a special day for both me and my youngest son. Let me tell you why.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago, we were visiting a friend of mine. Perhaps a little bored with the conversation, my son asked if he could take my camera and go outside. Many of his photos that day were impressive. After viewing them, he asked me if I would use one on Picture My Thoughts. This is the one I chose.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looking at the photo of the two crimson chairs in my friend's yard, my son and I talked about a suggestion that I had heard some time ago-- when praying, think of Jesus as just sitting right beside you. His picture of a peaceful summer afternoon in a calm and shady lawn made me think of that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Colossians 4:2 says, "Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful." What do you think of when you hear the word &lt;em&gt;devote?&lt;/em&gt; I thought of using it in a secular setting: "&lt;em&gt;The well known professor had devoted his life to archaeology."&lt;/em&gt;  If you read that sentence somewhere, you'd know exactly what it meant. My personal definition would be that someone had filled his life with:  the study--the constant involvement with---being interested in---&lt;em&gt;archaeology.&lt;/em&gt;  When I think of devote in that context in the scripture, it would seem that we should be constantly involved with-- and interested in-- prayer, communicating with God.   As we are, we should be watchful and thankful.  Does this describe my life? Hmmmm. Sometimes yes, sometimes no.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can I blame the "no" times on distraction? Forgetfulness? Unbelief? Fear? Confusion? Are any of these real reasons &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to pray? I know I am growing closer in fellowship with God. As I begin to recognize these stumbling blocks along the way,  I will have further opportunities to make a better choice. I can begin again, and perhaps at that time, I may think of Jesus.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;as sitting right beside me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/devote-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 05:14 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43071.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43071.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43071&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, September 07, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43045" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43045.html"&gt;Beyond Tracing Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was late in the day. The sun was setting and the sky was transforming into a myriad of glorious scenes, one after the other. My son and I were outside playing ball. I kept stopping the game to look at the vivid colors unfolding before us. The deepest tourquoise--the peachiest peach. I would be so engaged in one mix of colors and shapes, only to find more beauty in the ones that overtook them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So much of life is an invitation to see God and ponder on who He is. Each star says, "I have a Maker," and each budding leaf whispers, "Through the majesty of His power, I am unfolding."  As the night begins its gradient approach over the earth, the awesome force of His control over all that is speaks a language that cannot go unheard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/paths-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:55 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43045.html#comments"&gt;5 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43045.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43045&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43037" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43037.html"&gt;Rejoicing Comes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You turned my wailing into dancing;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that my heart may sing to You and not be silent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;O LORD my God, I will give You thanks forever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 30:11,12&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/weepingcopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:28 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43037.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43037.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43037&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43029" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43029.html"&gt;With All Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll admit I was in a hurry. Often, getting ready in the mornings for work is a rush-rush kind of thing. There are clothes to be ironed for the family, dogs to be walked, lunch money acquired and keys to be found.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On this particular morning, I was hoping to put some curl into my newly dried hair. I have a hot air curling wand that often does just what I want. With my head bent down, I placed the wand into my hair and turned on the switch. What? It's not working? Oh....it would help if I would plug in the electrical cord first.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I expected, rather unfairly I might add, for my curling wand to work. It looked like it always had. It felt the same in my hand. The trouble being, of course, that it wasn't made to function without it's power source.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about me? What power do I have, really? All that I have comes from God. Any strength, any courage--it's from Him. Do I sometimes become disconnected? I'm afraid so. Oh, I may look the same, but if I'm not connected to God, receiving His strength to handle the challenges I'm faced with, then I become powerless to function outside of doubt, worry and ineffectiveness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes I find myself in a spiritual hurry--I fail to notice that I am not "plugged in" and I try to face things on my own. The problem being, or course, is that I wasn't made to function without my power source; and that would be....God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/power-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:29 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43029.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43029.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43029&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, September 04, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43019" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43019.html"&gt;Surely&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.  He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters, He resotres my soul.  He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake.  Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.  You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.  You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.  Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.  Psalm 23&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/surely-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:36 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43019.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43019.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43019&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 03, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43004" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43004.html"&gt;The Flood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's rained so much in recent weeks in the central part of the state where I live. Today, I heard that a major road was closed because of flooding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It doesn't seem to take long; in a matter of hours a flood can occur. Should we worry about that possibility? I know God wants us to trust Him in every situation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's a new song out that I've heard many times on the radio. The lyrics to the refrain are:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Even when the rain falls, even when the flood starts rising, even when the storm comes, I am washed by the water."  I think the writer's intended message was, even when troubles come, we are secure in God's forgiving love for us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is in control. Even when the rain falls....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/flood-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:34 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43004.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43004.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43004&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, September 02, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42992" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42992.html"&gt;The Image of the Invisable God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jesus knows just how I feel. He knows what I'm concerned about, He knows my joys and He knows my heartaches. As I was praying about something so very important to me, these words came suddenly to my mind:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Trust Me."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Those two words are precious to me now as I refer to them often. I don't know how this matter will resolve, but I feel that I must trust Jesus in it. Why should I trust Him?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Colossians 1:15-20 says, "He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.  For by Him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities;  all things were created by Him and for Him.  He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together. And He is the head of the body, the church; He is the beginning and the firstborn from among the dead, so that in everything He might have the supremacy. For God was pleased to have all His fullness dwell in Him, and through Him to reconcile to Himself all things, whether things on earth or things in heaven, by making peace through His blood, shed on the cross."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's why.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/theimage-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:33 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42992.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42992.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42992&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 01, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42978" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42978.html"&gt;There Is No One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My husband had moved most of our potted plants and baskets from our fountain area up to our front porch to shield them from the last tropical storm. Several of the plants were placed under a bench that sits right by the door. Even though another storm is poised to visit in a few days, I decided to move all the plants back out to the yard today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I picked up a plantless basket, something caught my eye. The basket seemed to be alive with several hopping baby toads--each the size of a dime or less, with rusty orange skin. After notifying our young son of my latest find, I got my camera out...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This little clan of newly footed toads had been living in the basket, complete with a few dead leaves convenient for camouflage purposes. I'm not sure if my tiny friend got into the state he was in while he was in the basket or after he was free on the ground, but he was picking up quite a bit of dirt and sand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In one of the books of C.S. Lewis' &lt;em&gt;Chronicles of Narnia,&lt;/em&gt; a human character is overtaken by sin and turned into a dragon. The dragon has scales all over his body. Sad and broken, the creature tries to scrape the scales away, but he cannot. The point is made that one can never remove their own sin. Only God can forgive us and cast our sin away.  The image of sin and poor choices turning this young man into a scale scraping dragon has stayed with me for years. My young toad resembled the dragon, sitting there covered in debris.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We have all been there. I was once a dragon. I'm sure you were, too--changed into something we'd never imagined being by the consequences of our sin, constantly reminded of our failures by the scales that we could never completely scrape off.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our story--yours and mine--doesn't end there, of course. As we struggled in our existance apart from God, He came to us--pitiful dragons covered in sin--and forgave us. With His mighty hand, He removed each and every scale. But that wasn't all. He did not leave us as smooth skined dragons. He restored us back to humanity, redeemed to serve Him, our Savior and Lord.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sin-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:53 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42978.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42978.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42978&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, August 31, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42958" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42958.html"&gt;A Word Is On My Tongue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recently I heard a radio personality quote Will Rogers as saying, "Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip."  The obvious lesson behind this, of course, is that we should be careful about the negative words that we say. I began to think about it in a somewhat different way, however.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our household has a tremendous collection of things that we say to each other that would make no sense to anyone else. Humorous lines from movies we've seen, recollections of silly things that have happened. Even after all these years, we still quote the wise sayings of our children from toddler age and up. Those always bring out a smile in us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what types of things might our family's proverbial parrot be repeating? What about the many times weekly that "I love you" is spoken? "I'm so proud of you."  "Amen."  "God blessed us with you."  "Let me pray for you."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While most of us don't have a bird in our homes collecting our every utterance for possible rebroadcast, we do have each other to consider. Words of love and encouragement cling to our memories, ministering healing, comfort and joy for years to come.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would I be embarrassed to hear of my negative comments reaching another's ears? Would I be happy to know that words I had spoken wisely were continuing to bring happiness and hope to each person they reached?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What would your parrot be saying?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd class="author"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Will_Rogers/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/mytongue-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:04 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42958.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42958.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42958&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, August 30, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42948" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42948.html"&gt;And You Will See&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just imagine it---looking up, and along with the rest of the world, seeing Jesus coming down to Earth in the clouds. For those of us who know Him as our Savior, it will be a gloriously wonderful day! But what about everyone else? Matthew 24:30 and Revelation 1:7 both speak of all the peoples of the Earth mourning when they see Him coming. Why?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At that moment, those who have put their trust in Jesus will experience something magnificent; their faith will become sight.  Those who have rejected the gift of His salvation will experience something horrifying; their unbelief will become condemnation. They will realize their mistake and mourn for what they've lost. It will be too late for them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know people that believe that there is a God--but they haven't accepted what Jesus did for them on the cross. I know people that think they are "good" ---and that being good is enough to insure their admittance to Heaven.  I actually know people who are convinced that there is no God at all---and they, like the others, will be among those who mourn.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What can we do?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you are reading this and you are not sure if you would be rejoicing if you saw Jesus coming in the clouds, there is only one thing to do: humbly pray and tell God that you believe in Him and in His Son, Jesus. Ask Him to forgive you of all the things you have done to displease Him. Ask Him to come into your life and guide you, believing that Jesus has paid the penalty for your sins when He died on the cross. If you truly believe and accept what He has done for you, you will no longer be among those who would mourn at His coming.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you are reading this and you have friends who do not understand who God is and what He has done for them, you are definitely not alone. We all are very well acquainted with future mourners--for that is who we once were. We can pray and ask God to break strongholds in their lives and draw them to Himself. We can ask others to pray for them. We can speak about what God has done for us. We can invest our words and actions into their lives, implanting the love of God a little at a time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God's forgiveness is infinite; it is able to transfer our membership from the company of mourners to that of those who rejoice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Which group are you in?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/MightyOne-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:58 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42948.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42948.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42948&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, August 29, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42943" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42943.html"&gt;Always Give&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm.  Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.    1 Corinthians 15:58&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/givecopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:02 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42943.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42943.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42943&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, August 28, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42931" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42931.html"&gt;Always Thank God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My husband and I went to a nearby lake to enjoy the sunset today. I had hoped to see spectacular views. I was not disappointed. So wondrous was the display of bright, beaming colors--sometimes mixed with flashes of lightning within the billows of towering moisture.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The sun hid behind a cloak of clouds, coming out for only a few moments to turn almost a ruby red before it faded from sight. The water was calm as a cool breeze swept over the lake.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our God is awesome....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo4-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo5-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo6-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/endphoto-2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:50 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42931.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42931.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42931&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, August 27, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42925" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42925.html"&gt;The Man Who Trusts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was driving on a highway this evening, just before dusk. The sun was setting, and the clouds were beautifully arrayed in shades of pink and sherbet orange. It had been very stormy in past days, and the sky had been full of interesting mixtures of gray and white.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I sat at a traffic light, my attention was drawn to a man crossing the multiple lanes ahead of me. He was pushing a baby stroller. It was somewhat difficult for him to maneuver the small wheels over the uneven ground as he made his way to the parking area of some nearby stores. I found myself looking closer to see if he actually had a baby with him. He did.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Driving onward as the light changed from red to green, my thoughts drifted to the stroller's passenger. I thought of the dangers of crossing several lanes of traffic on foot. I am certain the baby had no fear; he could not begin to understand the seriousness of oncoming traffic at that age. Someone with greater understanding was caring for him and keeping him safe from harm while the stroller made its way to the other side. This precious child was most likely just going along for the ride, enjoying the scenery.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Am I living a multi-lane life, being escorted through dangers I'm not even aware of by my loving Heavenly Father? Are there concerns I could not possibly comprehend that He protects me from, minute by minute?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If God places me in the stroller, I can be sure that He will be with me for the outing, gently pushing my wheels in the direction He wants us to go.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/blessedis-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:12 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42925.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42925.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42925&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, August 26, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42914" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42914.html"&gt;Moth and Rust&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This evening at bedtime, I sat beside our youngest son. We had been having an extended conversation about something that was very important to him. As we talked, I tried to convey just how all the material things in the world could never compare in worth to the value he has in my heart. &lt;em&gt;Things&lt;/em&gt; don't really matter in comparison to people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lately, I have been encouraged to invest more of my life into the lives of others. Matthew 6:19 says, "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do we really consider our families and friends to be treasures of our lives? Are we investing in them by nurturing them in the Lord and urging them on toward greater fellowship with God? I'm afraid there have been times that I haven't. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, Lord, help me to realize the treasure of people you have placed in my life. Thank You for the richness and beauty of each precious soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/mothandrust-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:18 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42914.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42914.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42914&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, August 25, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42894" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42894.html"&gt;The Earth is Full&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How many are your works, O Lord! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In wisdom you made them all;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the earth is full of your creatures.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 104:24&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/creatures-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:48 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42894.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42894.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42894&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div class="pagination"&gt;    &lt;hr /&gt;    Page: &lt;span class="selected"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=39" class="normal"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=78" class="normal"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=117" class="normal"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=156" class="normal"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=195" class="normal"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=234" class="normal"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=273" class="normal"&gt;8&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-5098920597458818375?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5098920597458818375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=5098920597458818375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/5098920597458818375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/5098920597458818375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-generation-today-i-spent-some_04.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-8956689800997674536</id><published>2008-10-04T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:54:24.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43413" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43413.html"&gt;This is the Generation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, I spent some time studying about the book of Luke in the New Testament. Odd as it may seem, I felt differently about it. I was using the study Bible that I've had for probably 13 years. How many times have I turned to Luke during that time? What was different today?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I found myself reading the study materials within the Bible about the history behind the writing, as well as an outline of it.  The words from chapter 19, verse 10, seemed to reverberate in my mind:.."to seek and to save that which was lost."  Of course, it is Jesus who has come to seek.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I want to seek to know Him more. I didn't choose the timing of my birth; He allowed me to be alive today, in this time. As my faith is deepening, I want to be a part of a generation that seeks Him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/yellowtreecopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:34 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43413.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43413.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43413&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, October 04, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43408" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43408.html"&gt;From the Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had heard the song before. Somehow, as I was driving along listening to it once more on the radio, the words just seemed to sink in:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giver of every breath I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Author of all eternity&lt;br /&gt;Giver of every perfect thing&lt;br /&gt;To You be the glory&lt;br /&gt;Maker of Heaven and of Earth&lt;br /&gt;No one can comprehend Your worth&lt;br /&gt;King over all the universe&lt;br /&gt;To You be the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am alive because I'm alive in You&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of Jesus I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;It's all because the blood of Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;That covers me and raised this dead man's life&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of Jesus I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tears came to my eyes as I was reminded of this truth. Because of Jesus, I may live again after death. Because of Jesus, I may live an abundant life in Him---it's all because of Jesus I'm alive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(lyrics by Steve Fee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/quickly-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:49 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43408.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43408.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43408&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, October 02, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43389" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43389.html"&gt;The Path&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Identify the proper path and stay on it. That's a pretty straighforward statement. It sounds like a good rule to follow whether you're on a Boy Scout hiking trip or a military mission overseas. Who would actually &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to be on the wrong one? The wisdom is this: be well informed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we lack the information needed to make an intelligent choice, the result could be devastating. If we have a clear understanding about where we are headed and how to get there, we are likely to arrive at our appointed destination.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about our spiritual path in life? We must identify the paths (the day to day choices) of those who are not following God's leading and commit ourselves to another direction, far from the lure of selfish independance and temptation. We must identify the proper direction every time we are faced with a choice. We are warned about the negative path in the fourteenth chapter of Proverbs. We are told not to set foot on it or walk on it.  We are to avoid it and not travel on it. We are advised to turn from it. That's very clear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you identify the paths taken by those who have trusted God with their lives? When you do, commit to one endeavor---&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;staying on it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/ThePath-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:00 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43389.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43389.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43389&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, October 01, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43379" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43379.html"&gt;Such Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This evening, I was privileged to hear a man speak to a group about how God had worked in his life. He told the story of his journey from disbelief in God all the way to where he is today in close fellowship with Him. It was one of those times when I felt such joy over and over again as I listened to the account of the faithfulness of God in the redemption of yet another one of his children.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Something this man spoke about was very significant to me. He explained that the more you are walking in close fellowship with God, the less that Satan knows you. Read that last statement again. It's not a concept I could recall ever pondering before. He had relayed to us that because of his mindset before he became a Christian, Satan knew him really well and knew how to "get to him."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I like to mentally picture myself walking closer and closer to God, all the while becoming "fuzzy" and out of focus to the enemy and his wiles.  I hope to spend more of my time meditating on God's presence in my life, thinking on what is praiseworthy and seeking His direction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/suchthings-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:11 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43379.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43379.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43379&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, September 30, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43364" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43364.html"&gt;Who Counsels Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Counselor. What do you think of when you hear that word spoken? Do your picture a high school employee who was hired to help you plan your academic schedule? Do you think of someone with a college degree, specializing in restoring marriages? Perhaps you think of a doctor who ministers to people who are depressed or troubled.  A good friend that seems to always give you sound advice; maybe that's who you think of when you hear the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above are certainly identified as counselors---but what about God? Is He your counselor? Your guide?  He wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God allows us the freedom to choose whether or not we listen to His counsel or seek it out.  Bibles are in stores everywhere, but do we buy them?  Churches are built in almost every community, but do we attend the services held there? God is listening to our every word, yet do we ask Him for instruction when choices are before us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our sovereign counselor. His truth is the only truth. His wisdom, the only true wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What help do you need from a counselor today?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/counsels-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:59 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43364.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43364.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43364&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 29, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43350" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43350.html"&gt;Shout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know God hears me every time I pray. Often, I pray silently and the communication is between my mind and God. Lately, I have been pondering the importance of praying out loud.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we pray silently, only God hears. When we voice our prayers audibly, the enemy and all his forces hear our proclamation of faith. We openly give witness to our belief in God and His great power.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 66:1 says, "Shout with joy to God, all the earth!" &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/shoutcopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:45 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43350.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43350.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43350&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 29, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43338" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43338.html"&gt;Sincere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love must be sincere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hate what is evil;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cling to what is good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Be devoted to one another in brotherly love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Honor one another above yourselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Romans 12:9,10&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sincere-2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:47 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43338.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43338.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43338&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, September 28, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43330" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43330.html"&gt;You Make Me Glad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I was a child, I enjoyed watching a particular television game show. Contestants would participate in various types of activities throughout each program.  As an added plus from the generosity of those producing the game show, they  would occasionally pay for someone in the military to return home for a visit with their family. This became part of the show, as they would surprise the non-duty spouse with an on-the-air reunion. Often, the deployed spouse would be secretly placed in one of the games so at just the right moment, their wife would recognize them and be completely thrilled and overwhelmed. The audience and television viewers would have been informed of  the special event beforehand. It was so exciting to know at any minute the couple would be reunited.  It brought JOY to everyone to witness such a good deed. That was many years ago, and I still remember it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wonder if this is similar to one of the ways God blesses us at times. When we are yearning for something--to be restored to a loved one, to be healed of a sickness, to be married, to have a child, to see someone accept God's gift of salvation---He may be planning to give us the desire of our heart.  His timing is perfect. Is there excitement in Heaven as the moment of surprise grows near? Does the joy in Heaven connect with the joy we experience when God lovingly gives us a "surprise?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Somehow, I think it does.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/deeds-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:27 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43330.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43330.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43330&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 27, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43325" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43325.html"&gt;He Who Walks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Through the years, people have come to me hoping they could take piano lessons. I have taught more students than I can remember. I have spent so much time in my life helping students to learn to play the piano. What's more, they PAY money for the privilege of spending time with me. Somehow, if we're together long enough, it seems likely that any ability I have in piano playing would eventually begin to trickle over to them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No one questions this type of logic. If you want to learn to play the piano, of course your would find a piano teacher. If you want to learn to decorate cakes, you join a cake decorating class. If you want to be a diesel mechanic, you attend a diesel mechanics school. If you want to be wise, you....well, you.....hmmm. That's a little tougher to think about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We can all ask God for wisdom. That's the best thing to start with. Secondly, if we spend a significant amount of time around those who consistently model wise choices, we are bound to learn from that experience.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Proverbs 13:20a says, "He who walks with the wise grows wise..." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why not ask God to bring friends into your life who possess the wisdom that you seek? Once they're with you, learn from their actions---their everyday choices. You just might find yourself growing, right alongside them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/walks-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:38 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43325.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43325.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43325&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, September 25, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43314" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43314.html"&gt;A New Command&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When do we love? When it's easy? When it's convenient? When it doesn't require too much commitment? I'd have to say "yes" to that, if I were talking about me. Who wouldn't love when it was easy to love? When it was convenient?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The difficult part comes next. Do we love when it's hard? When it's inconvenient? When it requires the greatest commitment we've ever given? Many people love this way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it hard to love when a person is unlovely? I will certainly never forget a time several years ago when I was suddenly quite ill.  After struggling through a night in pain, my husband and son helped me into our van. Moments later, I was in the care of total strangers in a hospital I had never visited. The first diagnosis was appendicitis. I was vomiting and in great pain. Lovely? Not a chance. God showed me many things throughout that hospital stay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One very important lesson was given through Fred. Fred? Yes. A complete stranger to me who had gone to work that day prepared to give his very best to whatever needy person came through the door of the emergency room. i remember his name, because even through my trauma, I could see his identification tag as he and others ministered to my needs as they endured my symptoms with me. The lesson? They cared for me as if I were a member of their family; gently picking me up, comforting me, cleaning me--doing what I could not do for myself. Is this how I should love?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it convenient for a mother to sit up all night and rock a crying baby back and forth? Is is convenient to take the time to write a note of encouragment to a friend who is grieving? What about the grandfather that never misses his granddaughter's recitals or his grandson's ballgames? Convenient? No way. Does it require commitment?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Absolutely.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In John 13:34 Jesus says, " A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/loveoneanother-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:05 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43314.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43314.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43314&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 24, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43295" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43295.html"&gt;Finds Them Watching&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The crowd is cheering. You want to do your best. It's the big game and you have your instructions from the coach. Football isn't easy, but you're commited to the challenge.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The players are in position. The action starts and you do just exactly what the coach wanted you to do. There's one problem---the people in the stands aren't understanding your instructions and to them, you've just made a big mistake.  Boos and hisses stream out from the bleachers over the playing field as the discouragement begins to set in. The coach knows what he's doing and so do you--but the crowd hasn't figured it out yet. Taking a quick glance behind your shoulder, you see him on the sidelines, a clipboard in one hand and a "thumbs up" on the other directed right at you.  With added strength, you refocus on the task at hand. You know you must trust your mentor and guide, especially now, when the going is rough. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In reality, you may not play football, but I'll bet this has happened to you. God has given you direction in life. You've prepared---you've endured the practices and the exercises.  You've grown, you've learned. Just as you're on the field, ready for action, the crowd becomes unloving, discouraging and distracting. They just don't understand your orders--or your commitment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is there to do? If we look over our shoulder, we may find that God is nearby, giving us the signal of approval. Do we follow the whims of the crowd or do we obey the instructions of our Savior? When we look to see what God thinks about our performance on the "field," His is the only opinion that matters. He knows just how the game is going to be won and what part we are to play. We must trust our Mentor and Guide, especially then, when the going is rough.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/servants-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:45 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43295.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43295.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43295&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, September 23, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43283" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43283.html"&gt;Rejoices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. I Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was I patient today? Was I kind? Did I envy? Did I boast? Was I proud or rude?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was I self-seeking or easily angered?  Did I keep a record of wrongs?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I delight in evil or did I rejoice with the truth?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I protect?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I trust?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I hope?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I persevere?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/lovedoesnot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:45 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43283.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43283.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43283&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 22, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43260" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43260.html"&gt;The Years the Locusts Have Eaten&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perhaps you've known someone like this---as they look back on their life, it is filled with regrets.  They may have come to understand the saving grace of Jesus later in life, and finding such new peace and wholeness, they mourn for the time they wasted in the past. Life events that should have grown into healthy crops of fufillment may have been devoured by the deceitfulness of sin. There may be great emotional pain in looking back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I once heard a pastor on a radio program several years ago say that, "God is a God of second chances." Starting your life over --relinquishing control to God--is the most important decision that can be made. In His great power, though we may not understand it, He can restore what has been broken; He can create the new to replace the old.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Joel 2:25a says, "I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten..."  Could God fashion a whole and abundant future emerging from the mistakes of the past? Bundle up the memories of what the "locusts" have ruined in your life and ask Him to reclaim the years that cause you great pain. God is a God of second chances----and compassion for a regretful heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/locusts-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:57 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43260.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43260.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43260&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, September 21, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43253" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43253.html"&gt;How Can They Preach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe this has happened to you before. After selecting a restaurant to dine in, you walk past an entry area and someone seats you at your table. As you peruse the menu, you mentally compare the cost of each meal with the amount of cash you know is in your pocket.  After you  have made your final selection, the menu is whisked away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After having finished your meal, you step to the register to pay. As you do, you notice a small chalk board near the counter. It reads, "Today's Special."  You find that for less money than you paid, you could have had a lot more food. In fact, the small entree that you ordered doesn't even compare to the amount you would've had if you had only chosen the special meal of the day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Why didn't someone tell me about this deal?" you ask.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"The advertisement was in plain view, sir," comes the reply.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If only you had known about the better food, you would have selected it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you know someone that just seems to be wrecking their life? One poor decision after another. Why would they continue to live that way?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a theory; people everywhere are just trying to do the best with their life situation. Perhaps from fear of rejection or low self-esteem, they consistently choose what is far less than best for themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"How could they keep doing this?" you ask yourself. The answer lies in the restaurant. People from every race and color are trying to do the very best they can with what they think is available. Would you really order the Shrimp Sampler for $5.99 instead of the Pork Roast Supreme dinner, complete with two side orders and unlimited bread sticks if you knew that both meals were the same price?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That person you're acquainted with--you know, the one that drinks herself sick on the weekends--she's just like you. The difference is, she's doing the best she can with what she knows. She simply didn't notice the wall board at the entrance to the restaurant. She chose the only option she thought she had available. What would she have changed if she knew she had the choice to be forgiven and made new through Jesus Christ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about that boss of yours? Would he be the way he is, day in and day out, if he understood that he had the authority to call out to God? He might just act differently if he realized his impact on friends, neighbors, and coworkers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Romans 10:14 says, "How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next time you witness someone about to make a foolish decision in their lives, you might want to direct their attention to the chalkboard at the front.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who wouldn't choose the very best for themselves if they really understood that it was a REAL choice?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Stop a few customers along the way and ask them this question:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Excuse me, but would you care to hear about &lt;em&gt;Today's Special&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/crossgoodnews-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:05 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43253.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43253.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43253&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 20, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43240" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43240.html"&gt;The Peace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I like to know the answers. I want to be well informed. I want to judge for myself if things are truly in order as they should be. If a doctor told me I was going to be "fine," I would want to know just exactly how fine that was going to be and in what ways I would be fine. If I can't see the facts for myself, all I really have is someone else's opinion. Is that really good enough?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In most instances, I can choose to be as knowledgeable about something as I want to. But what about those times when I can't?  What about all the many things I must trust God about through faith?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If I have a concern, I should pray; I may not see the answer right away. I may not be well informed of just how God might work in a matter. His ways are higher than mine. I must trust that things are in the order that He is allowing. If God tells me that things are going to be fine, through faith, I must believe that they are without asking just exactly how fine will God allow things to be. He wants me to trust His judgment as to what is best.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That should be easy, but my human nature brings the element of concern back into my focus over and over, distracting my thoughts from those of peace and trust to thoughts of worry and doubt. I must choose again and again to realign my thinking to trust in God in all aspects of my life, whether I understand them, or not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;By faith, it is God's opinion and assessment of my circumstances that matters the most.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/peace-2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:17 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43240.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43240.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43240&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, September 19, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43218" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43218.html"&gt;A Sincere Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is, his body, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hebrews 10:19-23&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sincere-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:44 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43218.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43218.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43218&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 17, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43201" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43201.html"&gt;The Word of Our God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Comfort, comfort my people,&lt;br /&gt;       says your God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Speak tenderly to Jerusalem,&lt;br /&gt;       and proclaim to her&lt;br /&gt;       that her hard service has been completed,&lt;br /&gt;       that her sin has been paid for,&lt;br /&gt;       that she has received from the LORD's hand&lt;br /&gt;       double for all her sins.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  A voice of one calling:&lt;br /&gt;       "In the desert prepare&lt;br /&gt;       the way for the LORD ;&lt;br /&gt;       make straight in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;       a highway for our God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Every valley shall be raised up,&lt;br /&gt;       every mountain and hill made low;&lt;br /&gt;       the rough ground shall become level,&lt;br /&gt;       the rugged places a plain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  And the glory of the LORD will be revealed,&lt;br /&gt;       and all mankind together will see it.&lt;br /&gt;       For the mouth of the LORD has spoken."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  A voice says, "Cry out."&lt;br /&gt;       And I said, "What shall I cry?"&lt;br /&gt;       "All men are like grass,&lt;br /&gt;       and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  The grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;br /&gt;       because the breath of the LORD blows on them.&lt;br /&gt;       Surely the people are grass.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  The grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;br /&gt;       but the word of our God stands forever."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Isaiah 40:1-8&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/forever-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:47 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43201.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43201.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43201&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 17, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43186" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43186.html"&gt;With Their Father&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My family enjoys watching episodes from the old Star Trek television series in the 1960's. In one particular story, a military pilot from the 20th century had traveled in time and was aboard the Enterprise. In considering whether or not they should try to send him back in time or allow him to stay in the technologically advanced future, research had to be done. This man could not be allowed to stay on the star ship and miss the rest of his life on earth if he was destined to do something important. If he weren't there to do it, all of time would be affected. The question had to be answered---were there any records of outstanding accomplishments by this officer? By all that could be found, this young  man never made any worthy contribution to society that would warrant the need to send him back. But wait....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Upon further investigation, it was found that this man's &lt;em&gt;son&lt;/em&gt; was the first man to fly a spacecraft mission to Mars. When the pilot was told of his son's accomplishment, he replied that he had no son.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He was made to understand that he would have to go back in time, for in his future, he would be the father of the first man to visit Mars---a very worthy contribution to society.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about us? What if our greatest accomplishment in life is simply to usher our children toward their God-given destiny?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the fourth chapter of the Book of Matthew we read that Jesus saw two brothers, James and John, in a boat with their father, Zebedee, preparing their nets. We read very little about the life of Zebedee. Did he make any important contributions? He'd likely spent half of his own life nurturing two boys who were to walk the earth with the Son of God. Had he taught them reverence before that day? Had he taught them of God's power? I believe he had.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; We make the greatest investment into the hearts of our children as we teach them of God and His great love for us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A fisherman taught &lt;em&gt;his &lt;/em&gt;sons many things----what am I teaching mine?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/zebedee-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:04 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43186.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43186.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43186&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 15, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43173" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43173.html"&gt;The Lord is Near&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tonight was an important one for me. This past spring I had decided to participate in a Bible study in the summer and early fall that would run about 12 weeks. Tonight was the last gathering for the study.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Months ago, I had been hopeful; expectant for what I might learn during the upcoming months. I could not possibly have known the depth of calling, the comfort, or the very presence of God that was to become my experience through this concerted time of seeking and believing. Many lives were touched through the faithfulness of those who tirelessly prepared for each week's lesson to be presented and the obedience and annointing of the one who authored the materials. With His great power, God revealed many things to a wide variety of hearts, all gathered in His Name to understand Him more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Philippians 4:5b says, "The Lord is near."   If I could only grasp that fact more fully! He is near to us, night and day, never leaving us alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His great love is magnificent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/near-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:06 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43173.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43173.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43173&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, September 14, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43155" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43155.html"&gt;Keep Me Safe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One thing I ask of the LORD,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;this is what I seek:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that I may dwell in the house of the LORD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;all the days of my life,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and to seek Him in His temple.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For in the day of trouble&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He will keep me safe in His dwelling;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He will hide me in the shelter of His tabernacle&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and set me high upon a rock.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 27:4,5&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/trouble-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:52 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43155.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43155.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43155&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 13, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43133" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43133.html"&gt;The Birds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a peaceful time to be taking a walk around the lake. Blooming flowers along the path added brilliant colors to the variety of plant life that thrived there.  As I walked, I came upon a very tall post with a bird house poised on top. No trees were near it; it was placed very near the water's edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like a house for Purple Martins. In doing some research on this specific bird, I found some very interesting facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, Native Americans used to create habitats for Purple Martins by hanging gourds up for them to nest in. As time has passed to the present day, Purple Martins living east of the Rocky Mountains rely solely upon man-made dwellings to protect them. They are totally dependent on these dwellings. A quote from an article I was reading states, "Since the fate of these beautiful birds is now in our hands, it is extremely important that we provide adequate housing in which they can raise their young..."  It went on to explain that once a dwelling was provided, it had to be reinforced with safeguards against other predator birds who would seek to steal their food or overtake their nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never compared my life or any one else's to that of a Purple Martin--that is, until now. As each day unfolds, I know that I need to stay close to God. My everyday dwelling needs to be firmly planted by His life giving waters. There, I may receive continual nurturing derived from reading His Word and interaction with other Christians who are part of a nearby church family. The friends that surround me in this dwelling are there to encourage me through each of life's challenges and victories. In turn, I am there to encourage them. But what about the people who do not yet know of God's love and provision for their lives? Each year brings a more futile outlook as they search for a safe dwelling place among the predators of this world who seek their demise. Will they find a safe haven if we do not provide it? Jesus told His disciples, "Go into all the world and preach the good news to all creation." (from Matthew 16:15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if my earlier quote from the Purple Martin article were changed to read this way: "Since the fate of those who do not know Christ is now in our hands, it is extrememly important that we provide adequate understanding of what God has done for them through the sacrifice of His Son on the cross; we should further provide continual nuturing of those who come to believe in Him by encouraging them in their daily walk of faith and offering a loving spiritual environment in which to raise their children to follow Him as well." I could go on to say that once this "dwelling" is provided, its existance must be reinforced with safeguards against Satan's predators who would seek to steal their spiritual "food" and overtake their new found spiritual nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the "fate" of all those who do not know Jesus as their Savior is not really in our hands. We cannot save another from an existance without God for eternity. Jesus provided the payment and the way of forgiveness.  He has instructed us, however, to "preach the good news to all creation." As we tell of what He has done, we begin to build the house. As we continue to show love and concern, we fortify the dwelling. As we urge others toward God's provision, we invite them to take up residence in His unfailing love and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of a well known saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUILD IT AND THEY WILL COME."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/nest-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 01:14 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43133.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43133.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43133&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 13, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43128" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43128.html"&gt;Those Who Shrink Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was quite a football game. For a long, long time neither team scored. Strength was met with strength, skill was matched with skill.  One thing was certain: the timid do not find their place on a football team. It would appear that there was no shrinking back from the mission at hand--winning the competition and emerging the victor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So who am I? I've never been on a football team.  Do I have a mission? Is it to win, to become the victor? Not exactly. You see, my competition has already been won. Jesus was the victor over sin and death.  It was not my own strength that brought me salvation. It was His gift to me, freely given. I had only to recognize my need, ask forgiveness and believe. I couldn't shrink back from deliverance and still accept the love that Jesus showed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hebrews 10:39 says, "But we are not of those who shrink back and are destroyed, but of those who believe and are saved."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/shrink-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:02 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43128.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43128.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43128&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, September 11, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43111" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43111.html"&gt;Rejoice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="lexTitleHb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;שמח&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does this look familiar to you? Probably not. However, it is very important. It is the Hebrew word &lt;em&gt;samach, &lt;/em&gt;which means "rejoice, be glad."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No matter what may happen at any point in the day, we can trust that God's love is worth rejoicing about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/rejoice-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:48 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43111.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43111.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43111&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 10, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43093" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43093.html"&gt;Find the Knowledge of God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They're just about my favorite type of bird.  Sand cranes.  Is it the fact that they are almost as tall as I am? Maybe it's the red area on the tops of their heads or the wonderful call they make when they are flying away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's also something else they do; they take their time, slowly walking and looking on the ground for food. They never seem to be in a hurry then.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For a long time I have been wanting to be more effective in a certain area of my life. I have read books to gain insight. I've listened to speakers on the subject. Still, as much as I've searched, many times I have failed to find just exactly what I seemed to be looking for.  One of the problems has been that I've not been quite sure of what I was seeking.  An answer could look like, well, most anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This evening I attended a meeting. There were only five of us in atttendance. I wasn't expecting to walk away with major insight, however, I think that I did. It was as though I had been a sand crane searching for food and suddenly, without anticipation, finding just the sustenance I needed right there on the grass. I thought about how God had intended for me to at that meeting, just so I could apply this new found wisdom to my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank You, Lord, for leading me into a path of greater understanding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/knowledge-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:44 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43093.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43093.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43093&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, September 09, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43071" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43071.html"&gt;Devote Yourselves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is a special day for both me and my youngest son. Let me tell you why.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago, we were visiting a friend of mine. Perhaps a little bored with the conversation, my son asked if he could take my camera and go outside. Many of his photos that day were impressive. After viewing them, he asked me if I would use one on Picture My Thoughts. This is the one I chose.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looking at the photo of the two crimson chairs in my friend's yard, my son and I talked about a suggestion that I had heard some time ago-- when praying, think of Jesus as just sitting right beside you. His picture of a peaceful summer afternoon in a calm and shady lawn made me think of that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Colossians 4:2 says, "Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful." What do you think of when you hear the word &lt;em&gt;devote?&lt;/em&gt; I thought of using it in a secular setting: "&lt;em&gt;The well known professor had devoted his life to archaeology."&lt;/em&gt;  If you read that sentence somewhere, you'd know exactly what it meant. My personal definition would be that someone had filled his life with:  the study--the constant involvement with---being interested in---&lt;em&gt;archaeology.&lt;/em&gt;  When I think of devote in that context in the scripture, it would seem that we should be constantly involved with-- and interested in-- prayer, communicating with God.   As we are, we should be watchful and thankful.  Does this describe my life? Hmmmm. Sometimes yes, sometimes no.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can I blame the "no" times on distraction? Forgetfulness? Unbelief? Fear? Confusion? Are any of these real reasons &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to pray? I know I am growing closer in fellowship with God. As I begin to recognize these stumbling blocks along the way,  I will have further opportunities to make a better choice. I can begin again, and perhaps at that time, I may think of Jesus.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;as sitting right beside me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/devote-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 05:14 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43071.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43071.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43071&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, September 07, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43045" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43045.html"&gt;Beyond Tracing Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was late in the day. The sun was setting and the sky was transforming into a myriad of glorious scenes, one after the other. My son and I were outside playing ball. I kept stopping the game to look at the vivid colors unfolding before us. The deepest tourquoise--the peachiest peach. I would be so engaged in one mix of colors and shapes, only to find more beauty in the ones that overtook them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So much of life is an invitation to see God and ponder on who He is. Each star says, "I have a Maker," and each budding leaf whispers, "Through the majesty of His power, I am unfolding."  As the night begins its gradient approach over the earth, the awesome force of His control over all that is speaks a language that cannot go unheard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/paths-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:55 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43045.html#comments"&gt;5 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43045.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43045&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43037" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43037.html"&gt;Rejoicing Comes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You turned my wailing into dancing;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that my heart may sing to You and not be silent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;O LORD my God, I will give You thanks forever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 30:11,12&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/weepingcopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:28 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43037.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43037.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43037&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, September 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43029" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43029.html"&gt;With All Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll admit I was in a hurry. Often, getting ready in the mornings for work is a rush-rush kind of thing. There are clothes to be ironed for the family, dogs to be walked, lunch money acquired and keys to be found.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On this particular morning, I was hoping to put some curl into my newly dried hair. I have a hot air curling wand that often does just what I want. With my head bent down, I placed the wand into my hair and turned on the switch. What? It's not working? Oh....it would help if I would plug in the electrical cord first.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I expected, rather unfairly I might add, for my curling wand to work. It looked like it always had. It felt the same in my hand. The trouble being, of course, that it wasn't made to function without it's power source.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about me? What power do I have, really? All that I have comes from God. Any strength, any courage--it's from Him. Do I sometimes become disconnected? I'm afraid so. Oh, I may look the same, but if I'm not connected to God, receiving His strength to handle the challenges I'm faced with, then I become powerless to function outside of doubt, worry and ineffectiveness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes I find myself in a spiritual hurry--I fail to notice that I am not "plugged in" and I try to face things on my own. The problem being, or course, is that I wasn't made to function without my power source; and that would be....God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/power-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:29 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43029.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43029.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43029&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, September 04, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43019" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43019.html"&gt;Surely&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.  He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters, He resotres my soul.  He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake.  Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.  You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.  You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.  Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.  Psalm 23&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/surely-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:36 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43019.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43019.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43019&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, September 03, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="43004" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43004.html"&gt;The Flood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's rained so much in recent weeks in the central part of the state where I live. Today, I heard that a major road was closed because of flooding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It doesn't seem to take long; in a matter of hours a flood can occur. Should we worry about that possibility? I know God wants us to trust Him in every situation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's a new song out that I've heard many times on the radio. The lyrics to the refrain are:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Even when the rain falls, even when the flood starts rising, even when the storm comes, I am washed by the water."  I think the writer's intended message was, even when troubles come, we are secure in God's forgiving love for us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is in control. Even when the rain falls....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/flood-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:34 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43004.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/43004.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=43004&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, September 02, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42992" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42992.html"&gt;The Image of the Invisable God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jesus knows just how I feel. He knows what I'm concerned about, He knows my joys and He knows my heartaches. As I was praying about something so very important to me, these words came suddenly to my mind:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Trust Me."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Those two words are precious to me now as I refer to them often. I don't know how this matter will resolve, but I feel that I must trust Jesus in it. Why should I trust Him?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Colossians 1:15-20 says, "He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.  For by Him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities;  all things were created by Him and for Him.  He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together. And He is the head of the body, the church; He is the beginning and the firstborn from among the dead, so that in everything He might have the supremacy. For God was pleased to have all His fullness dwell in Him, and through Him to reconcile to Himself all things, whether things on earth or things in heaven, by making peace through His blood, shed on the cross."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's why.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/theimage-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:33 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42992.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42992.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42992&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, September 01, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42978" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42978.html"&gt;There Is No One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My husband had moved most of our potted plants and baskets from our fountain area up to our front porch to shield them from the last tropical storm. Several of the plants were placed under a bench that sits right by the door. Even though another storm is poised to visit in a few days, I decided to move all the plants back out to the yard today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I picked up a plantless basket, something caught my eye. The basket seemed to be alive with several hopping baby toads--each the size of a dime or less, with rusty orange skin. After notifying our young son of my latest find, I got my camera out...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This little clan of newly footed toads had been living in the basket, complete with a few dead leaves convenient for camouflage purposes. I'm not sure if my tiny friend got into the state he was in while he was in the basket or after he was free on the ground, but he was picking up quite a bit of dirt and sand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In one of the books of C.S. Lewis' &lt;em&gt;Chronicles of Narnia,&lt;/em&gt; a human character is overtaken by sin and turned into a dragon. The dragon has scales all over his body. Sad and broken, the creature tries to scrape the scales away, but he cannot. The point is made that one can never remove their own sin. Only God can forgive us and cast our sin away.  The image of sin and poor choices turning this young man into a scale scraping dragon has stayed with me for years. My young toad resembled the dragon, sitting there covered in debris.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We have all been there. I was once a dragon. I'm sure you were, too--changed into something we'd never imagined being by the consequences of our sin, constantly reminded of our failures by the scales that we could never completely scrape off.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our story--yours and mine--doesn't end there, of course. As we struggled in our existance apart from God, He came to us--pitiful dragons covered in sin--and forgave us. With His mighty hand, He removed each and every scale. But that wasn't all. He did not leave us as smooth skined dragons. He restored us back to humanity, redeemed to serve Him, our Savior and Lord.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sin-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:53 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42978.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42978.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42978&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, August 31, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42958" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42958.html"&gt;A Word Is On My Tongue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recently I heard a radio personality quote Will Rogers as saying, "Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip."  The obvious lesson behind this, of course, is that we should be careful about the negative words that we say. I began to think about it in a somewhat different way, however.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our household has a tremendous collection of things that we say to each other that would make no sense to anyone else. Humorous lines from movies we've seen, recollections of silly things that have happened. Even after all these years, we still quote the wise sayings of our children from toddler age and up. Those always bring out a smile in us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what types of things might our family's proverbial parrot be repeating? What about the many times weekly that "I love you" is spoken? "I'm so proud of you."  "Amen."  "God blessed us with you."  "Let me pray for you."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While most of us don't have a bird in our homes collecting our every utterance for possible rebroadcast, we do have each other to consider. Words of love and encouragement cling to our memories, ministering healing, comfort and joy for years to come.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would I be embarrassed to hear of my negative comments reaching another's ears? Would I be happy to know that words I had spoken wisely were continuing to bring happiness and hope to each person they reached?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What would your parrot be saying?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd class="author"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Will_Rogers/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/mytongue-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:04 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42958.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42958.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42958&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, August 30, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42948" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42948.html"&gt;And You Will See&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just imagine it---looking up, and along with the rest of the world, seeing Jesus coming down to Earth in the clouds. For those of us who know Him as our Savior, it will be a gloriously wonderful day! But what about everyone else? Matthew 24:30 and Revelation 1:7 both speak of all the peoples of the Earth mourning when they see Him coming. Why?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At that moment, those who have put their trust in Jesus will experience something magnificent; their faith will become sight.  Those who have rejected the gift of His salvation will experience something horrifying; their unbelief will become condemnation. They will realize their mistake and mourn for what they've lost. It will be too late for them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know people that believe that there is a God--but they haven't accepted what Jesus did for them on the cross. I know people that think they are "good" ---and that being good is enough to insure their admittance to Heaven.  I actually know people who are convinced that there is no God at all---and they, like the others, will be among those who mourn.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What can we do?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you are reading this and you are not sure if you would be rejoicing if you saw Jesus coming in the clouds, there is only one thing to do: humbly pray and tell God that you believe in Him and in His Son, Jesus. Ask Him to forgive you of all the things you have done to displease Him. Ask Him to come into your life and guide you, believing that Jesus has paid the penalty for your sins when He died on the cross. If you truly believe and accept what He has done for you, you will no longer be among those who would mourn at His coming.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you are reading this and you have friends who do not understand who God is and what He has done for them, you are definitely not alone. We all are very well acquainted with future mourners--for that is who we once were. We can pray and ask God to break strongholds in their lives and draw them to Himself. We can ask others to pray for them. We can speak about what God has done for us. We can invest our words and actions into their lives, implanting the love of God a little at a time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God's forgiveness is infinite; it is able to transfer our membership from the company of mourners to that of those who rejoice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Which group are you in?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/MightyOne-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:58 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42948.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42948.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42948&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, August 29, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42943" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42943.html"&gt;Always Give&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm.  Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.    1 Corinthians 15:58&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/givecopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:02 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42943.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42943.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42943&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, August 28, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42931" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42931.html"&gt;Always Thank God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My husband and I went to a nearby lake to enjoy the sunset today. I had hoped to see spectacular views. I was not disappointed. So wondrous was the display of bright, beaming colors--sometimes mixed with flashes of lightning within the billows of towering moisture.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The sun hid behind a cloak of clouds, coming out for only a few moments to turn almost a ruby red before it faded from sight. The water was calm as a cool breeze swept over the lake.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our God is awesome....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo4-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo5-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/photo6-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/endphoto-2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:50 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42931.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42931.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42931&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, August 27, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42925" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42925.html"&gt;The Man Who Trusts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was driving on a highway this evening, just before dusk. The sun was setting, and the clouds were beautifully arrayed in shades of pink and sherbet orange. It had been very stormy in past days, and the sky had been full of interesting mixtures of gray and white.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I sat at a traffic light, my attention was drawn to a man crossing the multiple lanes ahead of me. He was pushing a baby stroller. It was somewhat difficult for him to maneuver the small wheels over the uneven ground as he made his way to the parking area of some nearby stores. I found myself looking closer to see if he actually had a baby with him. He did.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Driving onward as the light changed from red to green, my thoughts drifted to the stroller's passenger. I thought of the dangers of crossing several lanes of traffic on foot. I am certain the baby had no fear; he could not begin to understand the seriousness of oncoming traffic at that age. Someone with greater understanding was caring for him and keeping him safe from harm while the stroller made its way to the other side. This precious child was most likely just going along for the ride, enjoying the scenery.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Am I living a multi-lane life, being escorted through dangers I'm not even aware of by my loving Heavenly Father? Are there concerns I could not possibly comprehend that He protects me from, minute by minute?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If God places me in the stroller, I can be sure that He will be with me for the outing, gently pushing my wheels in the direction He wants us to go.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/blessedis-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:12 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42925.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42925.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42925&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, August 26, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42914" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42914.html"&gt;Moth and Rust&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This evening at bedtime, I sat beside our youngest son. We had been having an extended conversation about something that was very important to him. As we talked, I tried to convey just how all the material things in the world could never compare in worth to the value he has in my heart. &lt;em&gt;Things&lt;/em&gt; don't really matter in comparison to people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lately, I have been encouraged to invest more of my life into the lives of others. Matthew 6:19 says, "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do we really consider our families and friends to be treasures of our lives? Are we investing in them by nurturing them in the Lord and urging them on toward greater fellowship with God? I'm afraid there have been times that I haven't. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, Lord, help me to realize the treasure of people you have placed in my life. Thank You for the richness and beauty of each precious soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/mothandrust-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:18 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42914.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42914.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42914&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, August 25, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42894" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42894.html"&gt;The Earth is Full&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How many are your works, O Lord! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In wisdom you made them all;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the earth is full of your creatures.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 104:24&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/creatures-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:48 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42894.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42894.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42894&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div class="pagination"&gt;    &lt;hr /&gt;    Page: &lt;span class="selected"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=39" class="normal"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=78" class="normal"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=117" class="normal"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=156" class="normal"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=195" class="normal"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=234" class="normal"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/index.html?start=273" class="normal"&gt;8&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-8956689800997674536?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8956689800997674536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=8956689800997674536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/8956689800997674536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/8956689800997674536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-generation-today-i-spent-some.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-8626253802479029198</id><published>2008-08-03T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T14:20:37.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42547" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42547.html"&gt;Thoroughly Equipped&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This really does happen a lot around here. All of a sudden, our dog will begin to paw relentlessly at &lt;em&gt;something---&lt;/em&gt;but we don't know what she wants. She, on the other hand, knows EXACTLY what she's after.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It can be in any place in our house. Most recently, she had both front paws on top of our glass topped dining room table. The surface appeared to be empty, except for a candle dish in the center.  Thinking a familiar thought like, "What is she DOING??" I walked closer to investigate. There it was, not yet in reach----a Cheerio. One single Cheerio. She knew it was there and she had to have it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If there was one Cheerio located on a surface suspended two feet above my head and hidden from view---would I notice? Would I even care? If my sense of smell were that of the common canine and I was hungry, I guess I might.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later, I began to think about what our dog had done. In applying it to myself, I thought about seeking out the word of God. Would I sense its importance upon entering a situation? Would I search for it? Would I put forth focused effort to grasp its message in my hand?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If I were hungry for it, I guess I might.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lord, please give me a hunger for Your word.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/equipped-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:46 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42547.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42547.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42547&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, August 02, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42536" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42536.html"&gt;See To It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"See to it that you complete the work you have received in the Lord."  These words from Colossians 4:17 have been important to me for quite some time.  There was a particular day when it seemed that God had brought me to this verse as though He were saying it to me. An exhortation to Archippus from Paul in the New Testament, yet somehow, an application for my own life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wanted to know more about what was being said in those few words of commanding encouragement. In another translation of this verse, "See to it" is "Take heed."   I wanted to have still more understanding. With a little research, I found the Greek word for "heed" in that instance. It is  &lt;em&gt;blepo.&lt;/em&gt;  Condensing the definition somewhat, it means, "Perceive by the senses, feel, see, discern, consider and contemplate..."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You guessed it; I wanted still &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; enlightenment. I found the Greek words for ministry (which is in place of &lt;em&gt;work&lt;/em&gt;), received and finally, fulfil---which was from the word &lt;em&gt;complete.&lt;/em&gt;  I was so drawn to the expressiveness of the original meanings. For my own purposes, I wrote out an extended statement including the descriptions that seemed to fit what I felt God was leading me to in the Greek words. Here it is:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel, discern, consider and contemplate the command of God to proclaim and promote religion among men, which you have obediently joined to yourself and received with your mind in the Lord; accomplish it and carry it through to the end, bringing it to realisation&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Discovering this amplification of the scripture has made me....quiet.  If I am to feel, discern, consider and contemplate...quietness would seem to be in order.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is amazing and wonderful, far above what I could ever imagine. I want to learn more---so much more. How about you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/seetoit-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:01 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42536.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42536.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42536&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, August 01, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42519" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42519.html"&gt;The Wisdom of the Prudent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Oh, I just did that without thinking.."   "I really didn't mean that--I just wasn't thinking..."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How many times have I done something &lt;em&gt;without thinking?&lt;/em&gt; Numerous.  Words are hard to chase down. Actions may even be worse.  Can we somehow come to a place in our lives where we actually consider what we're doing before we do it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As we ask God for guidance in our lives, we can ask Him to help us to be wise by remembering to give thought to our ways when incidents come up and choices present themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/prudent-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:18 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42519.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42519.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42519&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, July 31, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42491" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42491.html"&gt;I Will Praise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In my quiet time/Bible study this morning, I read an intriguing request in some of my materials; I was asked to think about some of the most specific blessings that I've recieved frm God in the past year or so. Some major occurances came to mind quickly. Next, I was instructed to imagine God actually &lt;em&gt;speaking&lt;/em&gt; those blessings into existance over my life. At this point, I am still awed by that statement.  It was only eight months ago that I sat down at the computer to do one thing and when I got up from my seat, I had done a totally different thing---I had decided to begin &lt;em&gt;Picture My Thoughts. &lt;/em&gt;I don't remember having considered such a thing before that day. Can you see it with me? God in Heaven &lt;em&gt;speaking&lt;/em&gt; the blessing and instruction to begin placing the trio of scripture, photos and text into my life? A way that I could communicate His word with something that brings me joy? Other magnificently wonderful things have occurred as I have seen Him work in the lives of those that I love dearly. I can imagine God speaking those into reality as well. I am unworthy; yet, He blesses me still.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What has God done in your life recently? May you be filled with the comfort and knowledge of His great blessings and His faithful activity in your heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/praise-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:24 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42491.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42491.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42491&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, July 30, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42478" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42478.html"&gt;Reigns Forever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had the opportunity to watch a video presentation about power earlier this week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Moments ago, as I sat waiting for my computer to upload an item, my eyes were drawn to an advertisement about a wealth strategy seminar to be held in a nearby city. A very well known and extremely wealthy man is to be the speaker.  Those promoting the event would surely agree that he is powerful.  The power I've been learning about has little to do with the concept of power=money.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been learning about the power of...the tongue.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Words that are spoken can bring life---or they can tear it down. Words can encourage---or dishearten. Words that flow from our mouths can praise God---or they can grieve Him. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, I read from the book of Isaiah, chapter six. Part of isaiah's response to his vision of seeing the Lord seated on His throne was, "...I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips...."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With mercy extended, Isaiah's sin was atoned for. Truly, the Lord is holy and He reigns forever. Should I not honor Him with my words?  I am ashamed to say that many times i haven't. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I am reflecting today on these things, I know that I do want Him to be pleased with what I speak to others.  A seminar on wealth and power? I don't need it. I need to commit to handling the power I already possess: the power of my &lt;em&gt;words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/forever-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:44 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42478.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42478.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42478&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, July 29, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42466" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42466.html"&gt;My Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was a sunny day. Strolling along the sidewalk in the neighborhood park, I noticed it. A wooden structure covered with vines. How long had it taken for the delicate strings of leaves to maneuver their way through each opening, winding themselves in and out to form such a covering?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although I cannot answer such a question with accuracy, I know that it was a gradual, steady process. Vines that began in the soil were now growing thicker and stronger high above the ground.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I am continuing to learn and grow in my walk with the Lord, I am finding that it is a gradual, steady process. With wisdom gained from the intertwining lessons of the previous seasons, I grow a little more. With that growth comes movement ever closer to the next level of understanding. I must trust that He holds each day in His sovereign hands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/times-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:35 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42466.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42466.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42466&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, July 28, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42444" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42444.html"&gt;Love Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is patient,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;love is kind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It does not envy,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it does not boast,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it is not proud.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is not rude,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is not self seeking,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it is not easily angered,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love does not delight in evil&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but rejoices with the truth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It always protects,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;always trusts,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;always hopes,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;always perseveres.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love never fails.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I Corinthians 13:4-8a&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/love-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 05:11 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42444.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42444.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42444&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, July 27, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42424" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42424.html"&gt;Lonely&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever been lonely? I can't imagine anyone answering anything but, "Yes."  What if that emotion had not been given to us by God? Think of it; not ever feeling the need for someone other than yourself for companionship. It's almost too odd to consider.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God desires our fellowship and love.  He has placed a void in our hearts that is to be filled only by knowing Him. A type of lonliness rests inside us that longs for the peace of God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 25:16 says, "Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted."  When we call to Him, He will graciously turn to us, regardless of the circumstance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/afflicted-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:17 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42424.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42424.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42424&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, July 26, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42404" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42404.html"&gt;The Lord is King&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I was driving, I saw a massive cloud formation, highligted by the sun. Not really caring what other motorists thought, I grabbed my camera and started taking pictures, once I had the car window rolled down. Oh, I forgot to tell you--I did this at a stop light...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The sight was absolutely captivating. Really. As I drove home, I kept finding myself checking on the latest movement of the syncronized dance between the sun's rays and the ever changing cloud. It was so large and majestic.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kings are in charge. We learn that early in our education. Clouds are in charge, too. Of course, it is God who wills them to form and to move. With all our technology, we cannot control the weather. We must submit to the authority of the rain, the tornado, the hurricane and the snowstorm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The lyrics of one of my favorite Christian songs have been on my mind lately. One line, especially--- "I'm standing on the edge of who I've never been before."  The song speaks of what we feel when we hear God communicating with us.  God is our King. He is in charge.  He is the authority. As we become aware of His activity in our hearts, we can sense that things are about to change. We see the light of His love and His plan come gleaming around the edges of our soul, knowing that who we are to become in Christ is an ever changing image on the canvas of our lives.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just as when I couldn't stop searching the clouds for the newest contour or subtle color change, I keep coming back to see what  God is doing in my own heart---one feathery wisp and glowing ray at a time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/King-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:37 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42404.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42404.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42404&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, July 25, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42396" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42396.html"&gt;Set Your Minds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was a beautiful day. Looking up at the top of the tall, slender palm tree, the sky was its only backdrop. It was not until I looked at my photograph at home that I saw it---the rainbow ring surrounding the profile of foliage. Atmospheric conditions far from the earth's surface had cascaded the sun's light in glorious splendor through my camera lens.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The palm tree itself was a beautiful creation of God. Yet, beyond the view of its tallest branches loomed the reminder of the power above that sustains it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Through every thought, every decision, we are given the opportunity to choose between what is looked upon as important by worldly standards and what is truly important to God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let us set our minds on things above...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/setyourminds-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:32 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42396.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42396.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42396&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, July 24, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42385" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42385.html"&gt;Your Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What comes to mind when you think of &lt;em&gt;light?&lt;/em&gt; Warmth? Brightness?  While there are many different aspects of light, at least one requires the action of a witness. Light &lt;em&gt;exposes.&lt;/em&gt; But to whom? When the vibrant rays of light are cast on a particular object, it becomes visible to those observing. What if no one is looking? God still sees.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When the first shadows begin to flee in the early morning hours, I am generally asleep. Though I may miss the dawn, God doesn't . The glow of the sun that He created exposes the earth for what it is.  Light reveals.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about God's truth? It shines like a light, exposing what is false and declaring what is not. It reveals character; it offers the opportunity to recognize what is not in line with His will.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God's light---it brings with it a message of hope as it stirs our hearts to take action.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/send-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:24 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42385.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42385.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42385&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, July 23, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42373" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42373.html"&gt;My Soul Thirsts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't know about where &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; live, but where I am, it's hot. I was driving by a local bank's marquee this week as it proudly displayed a temperature of 103 degrees. Prime weather for ice cream shops and cold drink machines. Business is probably good--really good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why? Well, because since it's so hot, people get thirsty and want refreshment. They know where to find it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would it make sense to see crowds of citizens walking past a lemonade/cold water stand on one of those hot, humid days--- especially if sample drinks were being given out free?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I'm in need of hydration, my body lets me know. The thirst comes. My mouth gets dry. If it's inconvenient to stop and get a drink, I may put it off a bit.  There again, in just a short while, I will be reminded of it once more. The prompts will keep coming.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Psalm 42:2 we read, "My soul thirsts for God.."  I am continually drawn back to God for renewal. Amid distractions and responsibilities of every day life, the need still arises. I need to pray. i need to learn more. I need to recognize His presence in my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm thirsty.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/thirsts-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 05:49 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42373.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42373.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42373&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, July 22, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42352" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42352.html"&gt;Now is the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Waiting. Most people might agree that it's unpleasant to wait. We don't like it.  We avoid it.  Advertisements play on our impatience:  &lt;em&gt;No waiting in line! Order by phone!     Drive Through Pharmacy   Instant Oatmeal   Lose 5 pounds in 5 days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Quicker, faster.  Does it really need to be that way? In some areas, yes---but what about when we are talking about our relationship with God?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The following is a quote from Samuel Pepys:  "Sometimes God delays the answer to our prayer in final form until we have time to build up the strength, accumulate the knowledge, or fashion the character that would make it possible for Him to say yes to what we ask."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's okay to read that again. I certainly have read it many times. In fact, I penciled it in on a page just inside my Bible's front cover.  Do we want God to build up our strength? Do we want Him to add to our knowledge?   Is God fashioning our character?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today is the day to receive what God has for us &lt;em&gt;now.&lt;/em&gt;  We must wait for what He has for us tomorrow, for in His wisdom, it will only come by His perfect timing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/salvationcopy-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:45 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42352.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42352.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42352&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, July 21, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42342" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42342.html"&gt;The Ant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A little at a time. That's something I'm still remembering.  I read about this encourageing concept in a book less than a year ago. The author was describing his ant farm and how observing them helped him to plan for finishing his doctorate degree.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ants can move a tremendous amount of....well, whatever they choose to--&lt;em&gt;a little at a time.&lt;/em&gt; Diligence, focus. Those are two words to remember when working toward a goal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recently, I have been studying about faith in God. I've been learning about trusting Him more. It seems to me that this is a process. I must learn one bit, and then, another.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eventually, I will look back and see my progress.  Small steps will have turned into large gains.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The journey of our Christian faith is taken one day at a time. We need not give up, even when circumstances are difficult.  God will help us to grow---a little at a time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/ants-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 03:43 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42342.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42342.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42342&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, July 20, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42320" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42320.html"&gt;Faint Within Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many times in our lives we need comfort. We need consolation. We need affirmation, care and support. What if those closest to you are not in a position to give any of these? Is there really the possibility of "would not" being replaced by "could not" when applied to our loved ones during those important times? I have come to think there is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While being overwhelmed by difficult circumstances, which may or may not have been the result of poor life choices, it is difficult to contribute to another's well being. Emotional survival may be the all-consuming order of the day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does the man addicted to alcohol choose to dissolve his marriage through his actions and neglect? Or does the pain and guilt that Satan reminds him of daily drive him to escape the only way he knows how?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does the young mother with limited resources and a tremendous lack of self-confidence choose to become uninvolved in the lives of her children, or does the encompassing fear of rejection push her past each opportunity as it arises?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Over a decade ago, Veggie Tales were created. It is a computer animated cartoon series used primarily to teach Biblical truths. It's main characters are vegetables--- notably, a cucumber named Larry and a tomato named Bob. None of the characters have arms or legs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In one of the Veggie Tales episodes, Larry and Bob are feeling very emotional about the story that has just unfolded. Both the cucumber and the tomato are crying.  Larry becomes overwhelmed with emotion and says, "Hold me, Bob!"  With a classic line, Bob responds, sobbing, "I would if I could, man!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Having no arms, Larry &lt;em&gt;could &lt;/em&gt;have been held and comforted. Having no arms, Bob &lt;em&gt;could not&lt;/em&gt; hold. Period.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we are wounded by the apparent lack of empathy from someone we love, it may help the healing process to look past our own pain and consider theirs. Are they capable at that moment of meeting our need? Perhaps not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is aware of the yearning of every heart. He knows the sadness, the pain, the joy, the excitement. Only He is able to hold us through every difficulty. There will be times when physical arms will be outstretched to greet us and hold us tightly. God's arms will envelope you both. On the occasions that we find no comfort available from family or friends, God's loving arms will embrace you safely and securely.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We will most certainly grow faint in many areas of our lives.  When we cry out to God and say, "Hold me, Lord!"  His response will always be, "I can--and I will."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/growsfaint-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:01 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42320.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42320.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42320&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, July 19, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42307" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42307.html"&gt;Give Thanks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever. Psalm 106:1&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/TodaysPost-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:02 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42307.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42307.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42307&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, July 18, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42294" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42294.html"&gt;In God Alone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it ever hard for you to speak? I don't mean in front of a crowd. I'm talking about when so much is in your heart and mind that words are difficult to form. Sometimes emotion so envelopes the soul that only a word or two will come, if at all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Joy, sorrow. Both may bring about this response.  Excitement, doubt. When we are overwhelmed, God hears past our failing efforts to explain. He hears our deepest expressions--those that cannot be uttered or dismissed. Creating a pathway inside our frailty, He rejoices with us, comforts us, calms us.  My soul finds rest in God alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/chiavone082-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:27 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42294.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42294.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42294&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, July 17, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42280" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42280.html"&gt;The Book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I once had a dream where I was standing before two people. They seemed to be in authority. They asked me why I should be admitted into Heaven. I told them it was because Jesus Christ was my Lord and Savior.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You might think this was a good dream, but it wasn't. It was a nightmare.  The two figures were not angels that were about to admit me into glory; they were there to condemn those who had not believed in Jesus for salvation and eternal life. They had to let me go, because I was a forgiven child of God. That part is wonderful for me, of course, but I was left with a glimpse of what it could be like to die without knowing Jesus.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I really don't believe that two treacherous figures will be questioning anyone before they are allowed into Heaven. It was only a dream. I do, however, believe the Bible.  In the book of Daniel in chapter 12, toward the end of verse one, we find,  "--everyone whose name is found written in the book---will be delivered."  That would be the Book of Life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please consider-----is &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; name written there?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/thebook-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:54 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42280.html#comments"&gt;4 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42280.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42280&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, July 16, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42261" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42261.html"&gt;Marvelous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recently I read the definition of marvelous. Interestingly, these words are used in the description: &lt;em&gt;be wonderful, be surpassing, be extraordinary, separate by distinguishing action.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Doesn't that sound like God to you? He is wonderful.  He surpasses all others.  He is certainly not ordinary. Who is like Him? His awesome and powerful acts distinguish Him and separate Him to His sovereign place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He is God.  He is &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/wonderfully-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:18 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42261.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42261.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42261&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, July 16, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42242" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42242.html"&gt;Something New&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our youngest son came into the house with great excitement. He carried with him a leaf from our yard. As he positioned it on the counter, he announced the presence of our guest. A tiny (very tiny) insect was crawling on the leaf. A small speck of yellow on a completely green background.  We marveled together at how interesting it was. What was it? We don't know. God does, though. After all, He made it.  It was just new and exciting to us.  We had not noticed it before.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Ecclesiates chapter one, verse 10, we read. "Is there anything of which one can say, 'Look! This is something new'? It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God's love and provision was waiting for us as we were created into existance inside our mothers' wombs. As we grow closer to Him and discover new insights, it is exciting. God's character is not new, however. It is only our deeper discovery of who He is that is new.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What I know of Him now, I didn't fully grasp before. Some things I just hadn't noticed.  As I am learning new things about God, I should be eager to tell others, "Look! Come and see!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/somethingnew-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:17 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42242.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42242.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42242&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, July 15, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42225" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42225.html"&gt;Healed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Exactly what do people believe that God is able to do? If I could possibly answer that question, it would have quite a varied response.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it likely that we limit the possibilities of the supernatural work of God in our lives by putting a limit on what we will believe that He could do? That question deserves some thought from all of us, including me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take a look at today's photo. What do you suppose it is? A plant, of course, but what kind? You might believe it to be one type, yet be incorrect in your assumption.  There is only one true answer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To my knowlege, it has no medicinal value, but I am neither a botanist nor a pharmaceutical researcher. It actually might be used in treating illness. I simply am not aware of it. With that in mind, let's imagine this fictional scenario for a moment involving a different plant: we are on a mission trip to a remote area in another country. Someone in our group is bitten by an unusual looking insect. Within hours, our friend has fever and swelling. We walk through fields and dense forest, past foliage of many shapes, colors and sizes.  When we reach a nearby village, our friend is very ill. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is a small clinic some distance from the settlement. Somehow, we arrive there. The doctor identifies the bite and returns with a cup of hot water, containing the leaves from a specific bush that grows in the area. We are astonished to realize that we walked past several of those plants on our way to the village. Had we only known of the remedy so closely at hand! Instead, we walked right past, assuming they had no power to heal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The story of the sick woman who touched the cloak of Jesus in order to be healed is recorded for us in the Bible in the book of Mark, chapter five. Many people were crowded around the Savior as He walked. One woman desperately wanted to be healed, and she had the faith to believe that only a touch of His cloak would suffice. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have we walked by Jesus, only to assume He cannot help us in our daily lives with all that they contain? Have we neglected to believe that we have an all-powerful God?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think it's time that I begin to trust Him in a way that I haven't before. What about you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/healed-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 01:15 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42225.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42225.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42225&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, July 14, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42208" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42208.html"&gt;Fully Committed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;II Chronicles 16:9a says, "For the eyes of the LORD range throughout the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to Him."  Think of it----God's eyes searching the earth to find all who are fully committed to Him. When He finds them, He strengthens them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When God "searches" the earth, I want to be among those that He finds. That is the desire of my heart today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/chronicles-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:52 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42208.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42208.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42208&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, July 12, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42198" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42198.html"&gt;Miracles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am currently involved in a Bible study with a group of people. We are using a workbook text that coinsides with a video series. It is called, "Believing God."  During the second week of study, we had to answer a set of questions in the workbook. One particular question was about praying generic prayers because we don't want to be disappointed by God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I was in my yard, taking pictures. A bright green dragonfly came on the scene. I wanted to take a picture of him, but he was much too sporadic in his flight. He darted around the corner of the house. I followed him. As I was walking, I remembered that several months ago I had asked God to allow me to photograph a butterfly that was soaring above a lake. The butterfly came and lit on the ground near me. God answered my prayer with a "yes."  The thought crossed my mind to pray that I could photograph this creature. Suddenly, I felt hesitant to pray. Almost immediately, I remembered the words from my text book about being afraid to be dissapointed in God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I decided I would pray about the dragonfly. As I came around the corner to see him, he disappeared.  Okay. This particular time, God's answer wasn't  "yes."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I decided to go back around the corner to the other side of our house. I walked to the area where we have bushes. Often there are interesting things in that area like lizards, spiders, etc.... As I stood by the bushes and vines, the green dragonfly appeared suddenly. He came to rest on the bush beside me. I took a few pictures, then he sat down on a leaf in the bush on the &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; side of me. I took more pictures.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had followed this emerald beauty around the house, only to find he was no where in sight. God answered my prayer. If I had simply taken the dragonfly's photograph as I followed him, well, that's fairly normal.  When I left that area and walked to another, it was very &lt;em&gt;abnormal&lt;/em&gt; to have him come &lt;em&gt;to me&lt;/em&gt; and sit down on a bush 24 inches away from my camera.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did God bring him to me? Well, I DID ask Him if I could take the picture. I thought He had said "No."  In fact, He was going to say, "Yes," but I had to wait on God's timing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 77:14a says, "You are the God who performs miracles;" &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Indeed, He is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/miracles-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:23 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42198.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42198.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42198&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, July 11, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42180" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42180.html"&gt;Sons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today is a special day in our family. Twenty-four years ago, I was in the hospital....giving birth to our first child, a son.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Time has gone by swiftly, and he is now a man.  We are thankful that God allowed us to become parents on that very wonderful morning, back in 1984.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 127:3a says, "Sons are a heritage from the LORD..."  One definition of &lt;em&gt;heritage&lt;/em&gt; in the dictionary states, "&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; Property that is or can be inherited; an inheritance."  When I think of  "inheritance" I think of something that has been granted to you legally by the written will of another. Something that was once totally in their care is now in yours.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although not a completely thorough analogy, is this the case with the heritage we have been given in our children? We are granted them by God and by His will. They are always in His care, yet He allows us to be stewards on earth of each precious life that He sends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I was speaking to a friend today, she related a sad story. Some years ago, a student who was on the same soccer team as her son commented that he had noticed her regular attendance at the games. This student proceeded to tell her that if his soccer games were held in his own back yard, his parents still wouldn't attend. How devastating.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stories like this one grip onto my heart and cause me to feel even greater resolve in supporting and nurturing my own children, at whatever age they may be.  As the years pass, what they seek from a loving Mom or Dad will change in form. The needs of a middle schooler will not exactly mirror those of a thirty-something adult. One thing I know for sure---God wants me to love them unconditionally as He loves me-----and everyone, no matter what age, needs to know there is someone cheering for them in the stands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sons-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:58 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42180.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42180.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42180&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, July 09, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42134" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42134.html"&gt;Deal Gently&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some time ago, my office area at work was located in a very large room.  On the back corner wall stood a tall bookshelf.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had seen the effects of dehydration on small lizards that had made their way indoors .  Many times they simply cannot find their own way out.  Lacking water, they die.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On one particular occasion, I noticed that an anole had come into the building and had made it's way into my room. Knowing the probable fate that awaited him, I set out on my quest to capture the poor thing and set him free. The problem was, he didn't understand my intentions. He hid behind the bookshelf. The more I tried to offer him freedom and a chance to live, the more he ran from me. In fear and ignorance of my plan, he resisted all attempts at rescue.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I prayed. I talked to God about this creature's life.  God granted my request and allowed me to catch my little friend. I proceeded to the large, glass doors that opened to the fresh air outside and I let him go free. Mission accomplished.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In considering what had just occurred, I realized something. Is this not how it is with people? We have lost our way; without understanding, we have strayed away from God into the unknown, surely to perish. He does not leave us to our demise; He offers salvation through His Son, Jesus. We need only to believe and ask forgiveness to be rescued from our fate, yet we run in ignorance from the very thing that could save us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How thankful I am that when I was running away, He continued to persue me. What a wonderful day it was when I stopped resisting. I was gently lifted from my own damaging choices and supernaturally escorted to a place of spiritual safety.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Hebrews, chapter five, it speaks of the position of high priest in the Old Testament.  It reads, " He (the high priest) is able to deal gently with those who are ignorant and are going astray, since he himself is subject to weakness."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God loves us greatly. He beckons us toward Him--toward a life of eternity in His presence. How should we go about the task of telling others about His great love--- those who are uninformed of His intentions, going astray through misunderstanding?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gently...... since we ourselves were ignorant of God's plan at one time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/dealgently-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:02 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42134.html#comments"&gt;4 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42134.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42134&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, July 08, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42127" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42127.html"&gt;Do Not Worry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever seen a worried duck? I suppose we can't &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; tell if they are troubled or not, given their  continual stiff-beaked demeanor. Somehow, they seem to characterize a carefree outlook on life. Dipping, headfirst, into the water. Paddling gracefully, uttering an occasional quack or two. Most of the time, they really don't get into much of a hurry, either. Life on the pond is, well...meant for ducks. Or is it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We face many troubles in our lifetime. Some are so great, we are astounded by their appearance, thrown off-guard by their intrusion into our lives. God is always present through each one. He has been there for us in the past; He will continue to do so in the future.  Knowing this, we should be calm, right? Living graceful, unhuried lives, free from worry?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Worry has found its place in my mind many times. It should not have been allowed to set up residence there. However, I invited it in. Thankfully, there have been other times when worry has been replaced by peace. God wants us to trust in Him, trading our fears for His comfort.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; If you're worried today, why not ask God to replace your fears with a newfound trust in Him? Matthew 6:34 says, "Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/ducks-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:20 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42127.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42127.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42127&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, July 07, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42114" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42114.html"&gt;Obedience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It happened again last night. It was time to put our oldest son's dog to bed. He sleeps in a crate, specially made just for dogs.  She has been trained to recognize the word "pen" as being the command to get into the crate.  She &lt;em&gt;recognizes&lt;/em&gt; the command, but she doesn't always want to obey. Let me explain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I stood near the crate and said, "pen."  Our dog began to walk circles around our table, which happens to be near the crate. Around and around she went, in a slow walk. This has been the case before; she is reluctant to submit to authority. On one of her trips around the table and past the crate, she seemed to even pause to snif the door of the crate--only for an instant--before she continued her circular ritual. Finally, after quite a bit of exercise and some time to think, she walked into the crate, relinquishing her will to mine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why didn't she just go in the crate the first time she was told to? Why did she have to be so stubborn? The crate is a safe haven for her; it protects her from getting into things that might prove harmful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Come to think of it, have I ever acted like that? When I've known what God wanted me to do, did I walk in circles instead of obeying? Did I waste a lot of energy mulling it over as I walked? Am I ever stubborn? Resistant? The answer is.....yes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God knows what's best for me. I must trust His guidance in my life.  It's so much easier to obey---&lt;em&gt;the first time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/obedience-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:49 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42114.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42114.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42114&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, July 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42100" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42100.html"&gt;We Who Are Strong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you remember back five years? Ten years? Whenever it was that you came to understand what it meant to give your life to Christ? I can recall the very day. One thing I know--after all these years, I am not the same. I've been growing in the faith; changing, little by little.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Back then, I was very blessed to have many people come alongside to help me in my newfound journey. Kindly and patiently, I received instruction and insight from others who were more mature in their walk with God. There are no memories of being slighted or put down in any way for my lack of understanding or zeal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we are strong in one area, we should help those around us who are weak---those who may have "wilted "under the heat and strain of discouragement.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am thankful for the mentors that God placed in my life long ago. Their investment in me was a gift from God---one that I was happy to receive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there someone you could be encouraging today?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/failing-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:12 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42100.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42100.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42100&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, July 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42088" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42088.html"&gt;Those Who Know Your Name&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/bookmark3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever been alone somewhere in a crowded store and suddenly you hear a child say, "Dad!!" or "Mom!!" in a loud voice? Even if it doesn't sound like your child, or your child is now an adult---you turn to look.  Why? It's an instant response to the name that connects you to your son or daughter. When you hear the call, you react immediately. Love commands it to be so.  Countless times you have heard your child cry out for you--sometimes in pain, sometimes in great joy----always in recognition and trust.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We are the precious children of God. As we pray and call out to Him, He hears. He knows immediately. His great love commands it be so. Whether we call to Him in pain or in joy, we can do so with recognition and in trust.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We know His Name.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/neverforsaken-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:20 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42088.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42088.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42088&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, July 04, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42074" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42074.html"&gt;No Condemnation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You may have heard it before: "It's your fault."  "You're a failure."  "You ruined it."  Those are certainly not words anyone would want to hear. Sometimes we are honestly able to respond with, "It's not my fault."  But what about those instances when you &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; fail; it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; your fault. What can you do?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An apology fitly spoken would be a place to start.  Earnest regret, however,  will not always render a situation whole again. More is needed. Restitution? Perhaps.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What can be done for the failing heart of humanity? What remedy exists for our sinful nature?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God offers forgiveness through the sacrifice of His Son. He chooses to accept us, if we accept His offer.  We will not be condemned.  Romans 8:1a says, "Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus..."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/condemnation-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-8626253802479029198?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8626253802479029198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=8626253802479029198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/8626253802479029198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/8626253802479029198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/thoroughly-equipped-this-really-does.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-6154409996162472573</id><published>2008-07-04T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:40:34.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42074" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42074.html"&gt;No Condemnation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You may have heard it before: "It's your fault."  "You're a failure."  "You ruined it."  Those are certainly not words anyone would want to hear. Sometimes we are honestly able to respond with, "It's not my fault."  But what about those instances when you &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; fail; it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; your fault. What can you do?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An apology fitly spoken would be a place to start.  Earnest regret, however,  will not always render a situation whole again. More is needed. Restitution? Perhaps.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What can be done for the failing heart of humanity? What remedy exists for our sinful nature?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God offers forgiveness through the sacrifice of His Son. He chooses to accept us, if we accept His offer.  We will not be condemned.  Romans 8:1a says, "Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus..."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/condemnation-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:47 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42074.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42074.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42074&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, July 03, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42065" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42065.html"&gt;The Light Was Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did you see the sun when you awakened this morning? Did you turn on a lamp to illuminate your home when the final rays of light outside were gone?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Light.  What is light?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Scientists have categorized it, defined it, and manipulated it. Nevertheless, it has remained unchanged since its creation. God (who in Romans 4:17 is described as He who, "calls things that are not as though they were.") knew in the beginning that He was about to make Adam and Eve, complete with eyes that would see and minds that would perceive, light.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1:17 says, "Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the &lt;strong&gt;Father&lt;/strong&gt; of the heavenly &lt;strong&gt;lights&lt;/strong&gt;, who does not change like shifting shadows." Light is a gift from God, enabling us to experience His creation as it is revealed by sight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we enjoy the midday sun, the crescent moon or a campfire under the stars, we should remember--God created the light and He saw that it was good----and He gave it to&lt;em&gt; us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/thelightwasgood2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:08 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42065.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42065.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42065&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, July 03, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42050" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42050.html"&gt;A Way That Seems Right&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The area where I live is warm throughout most of the year. Given the toasty climate, insects thrive. Through the years, I've had my confrontations with many. Who ultimately wins? The ants...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They are never quite gone. Even when I think they are, they are just hiding--in close proximity, no doubt. Case in point: one of my sons, whose name I shall not mention, left a glass recently in their bedroom. It had previously contained milk. Now, only a thick film was left, dehydrated and sticky. Looking into it, I saw A LOT of ants. Almost all of them were dead--stuck to the milk film.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Evidently, the contents of the forgotten glass must have looked good, smelled good and tasted good--to an ant. Yes, most likely ONE ant. He probably heralded the fantastic find to another, who called another, and soon the whole crowd was there for the meal of the day. There was just one problem.  It was to be the last meal. Period. Sticky milk at the bottom of a tall glass may have seemed to be the right choice, but it turned out to be the worst possible avenue to follow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What about people? Are we like those ants? If we're not careful, temptation may lead us to what looks good, smells good, seems good----but then we find we're stuck, like ants in the milk. It may even have been our friends who ushered us unknowingly to that  point.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we weigh our actions and decisions against what God instructs, we should be capable of making a wise choice. We need not be drawn in to the destructive cycle of worldliness that silently motions us toward the snare, beckoning our feet to make just one more step into the trap that awaits us. He will give us discernment and wisdom, if only we will ask.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/striped2-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-6154409996162472573?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6154409996162472573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=6154409996162472573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/6154409996162472573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/6154409996162472573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-condemnation-you-may-have-heard-it.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-4734406084740740964</id><published>2008-07-01T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:51:22.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42021" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42021.html"&gt;Everything Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As I stood there singing, a thought came to me. I was among several other participants, lifting our voices, singing songs of praise to God. There must have been a specific song that included scripture, because I began to consider how the words in the Bible are like tools that are available to us. As I am pondering that idea now, the thought of a carpenter comes to mind. With tools ready in his pouch, securly attached to his belt, he is ready to begin the work. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will this board fit? Is it the correct one to use? Out comes the measuring tape. These nails could hold this piece together. Out comes the hammer. Somehow, this area just doesn't look straight. Out comes the level to remove all doubt by revealing any misalignment. Without the tools, the carpenter would be severely limited in his efforts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God has not limited us spiritually. He provides the tools needed by giving us the Bible. By hiding its words in our hearts, we are "strapping" them to our belts. There, they are available to be used to define clarity in aligning our lives with His will.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am thankful to have His word available to me each and every day. A wise carpenter would never set out to work without his tools--neither should I.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/equip-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 01:59 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42021.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42021.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42021&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, July 01, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="42007" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42007.html"&gt;Ask&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You may know someone who is currently in the military. Some time ago, I heard an illustration that involved visualizing a possible situation in a soldier's life. It went something like this:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Imagine that an officer is ordered into a battle zone, deep in the lush, green jungle area of a distant country. On arrival, he takes stock of the situation at hand. He realizes that his group of men are not equipped to carry out the orders given. He will need supplies and reinforcements. He takes the walkie talkie in hand and calls the general, relaying his urgent requests.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Could just &lt;em&gt;anyone&lt;/em&gt; send out that call and hope to be received? No. It had to be made from one whom certain authority had been given. The soldier had been granted the &lt;em&gt;authority&lt;/em&gt; to ask for what he needed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As forgiven children of God, we are like the officer. When we find ourselves in need of anything during our time of service to Him, we can be confident that He will receive our requests.  But what if we never make them? What if we never trust God enough to ask for the reinforcements? What if we are too ashamed to ask, or we feel unworthy to make a request?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does the officer on the field feel unworthy to ask for assistance? Likely, he would be compelled to react in just the opposite manner. With the authority given him to carry out his mission, he would assess the need, and take the steps necessary to communicate that need to his superior.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Luke 11:9b says, "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find;"  We have been given the authority to ask for help.  We have been given the distinct privilege of coming to our loving God with our petitions and our needs. As we carry out the mission of our lives, He is continually available to hear us when we call.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Ask-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:38 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42007.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/42007.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=42007&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, June 29, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41994" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41994.html"&gt;A Rewarder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is a reward? The dictionary says, "something given or received in return." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This verse was first brought to my attention at a women's gathering several years ago. The guest speaker quoted this scripture, and it has since become very special to me.  Through every experience of my life, my understanding of God is newly developed. I do want to please Him, and &lt;em&gt;believe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"And without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who seek Him."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Hebrews-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 05:44 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41994.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41994.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41994&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, June 28, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41979" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41979.html"&gt;Found&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There were so many of them. They had filled an area of the parking lot that day, seeking----and finding.  It was obvious that they were searching for food; diligently, eagerly, single-mindedly searching. They were intent on their quest.  Nourishment was evidently available, and they were there to seek it out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Am I diligent and eager to find God? Am I single minded about my quest to know Him more? Am I intentional? Seeking? Searching?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recently, in a Bible study group, we were challenged to consider what it would be like to have our "theology" match our "reality."  Will I be focused on bringing the truth of God into alignment with my every day, earthly existance?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think I'm ready---what about you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Found-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 02:11 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41979.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41979.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41979&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 27, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41974" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41974.html"&gt;Immediately Forgets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Distraction. It's everywhere. Do this, look at that. Stop here, go there. Wait---what was I intending to do today?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not all battle tactics are the same. Think of a basketball game. While it may be against the rules to just knock someone down to keep them from catching the ball and scoring, distraction is another thing. If the opposing team can succeed in distracting a player from his focus, if only for an instant, it may be enough to keep him from the victory that was well within his grasp.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have had several good intentions, many of which that were realized. Sadly, I can also look back and see important plans foiled by seeming procrastination that left opportunities by the wayside, with some impossible to retrieve.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;May I not immediately forget God's leading and my most important goals in life, in lieu of luring distractions which seek to draw me off course, away from the victories that await me in serving Him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/mirror2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:40 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41974.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41974.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41974&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 26, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41961" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41961.html"&gt;Your Ways&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At times I am surprised by something completely new to me. Just a year or so ago, I saw a moonbow for the first time. It was amazing. I didn't know that moonbows existed--that is, until it was plainly visible in the night sky above my house. After a little research, I found several photos of rainbows at night. Somehow, it was just a little unsettling to think I had lived all these years and never known about them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few days ago, a similar situation happened. I cautioned my son not to step barefooted on what looked like the broken end of a large glass Mason jar. Upon further inspection, we realized it wasn't broken glass at all. In fact, the clear, bumpy object in front of us was alive. A sea creature known to God since the creation of the world, but introduced to us just then. How intricate it was! Rows of perfectly aligned "dots" circled the top of this crystal-like specimen. About the size of a pancake, it glistened in the sun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God's ways are infinite. As I continue to journey in my walk of faith, I am sometimes met with the new--the unfamiliar; something I hadn't considered yet. From time to time, God allows me the joy of experiencing a new understanding of faith. With the eyes of my heart opened to the revelation before me, I find myself with the feeling of special surprise that comes with the unveiling of yet another of His wondrous ways.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Showme-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:41 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41961.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41961.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41961&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 25, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41940" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41940.html"&gt;The Force of the Wind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a beautiful, peaceful afternoon. Such majestic calmness, as the water steadily met the shore in even, rhythmic pulses. Birds flew overhead with effortless stillness as the sun was beginning its descent in the west. Companion to this serenity was a reminder of man's increasing wisdom.  Just beyond the swaying stalks of foliage, across the distant waters, was the NASA  launch  area. Two majestic tower-like structures loomed on the horizon, awaiting their next assignment to usher a symbol of Earth heavenward.  A testament of human knowledge and understanding, their presence conveyed a silent contrast between God's ultimate power and the limited grasp of the human mind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/TheForceoftheWind-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:17 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41940.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41940.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41940&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 23, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41913" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41913.html"&gt;Left Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They left everything.  They followed Jesus.  Who were they? Peter, James and John. Where did they go? Wherever Jesus told them to. Why did they leave? They had heard Jesus speaking to the people, they had witnessed a miraculous catch of fish and He had told them, "Do not be afraid; from now on you will catch men." With that, they left. It was the beginning of a great adventure with God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Am I ready to get out of the boat?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To lay the net down?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To go?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To follow?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/lefteverything-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:59 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41913.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41913.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41913&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-4734406084740740964?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4734406084740740964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=4734406084740740964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/4734406084740740964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/4734406084740740964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/everything-good-as-i-stood-there.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-7041446608118391075</id><published>2008-06-22T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:57:16.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41899" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41899.html"&gt;The Ram's Horn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You probably know the feeling---God has allowed you to be a part of something that brings honor and glory to His Name. Perhaps you were part of a Christian rescue team after the onslaught of a terrible storm.  &lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;We thank God for you. If it&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;hadn't been for your skills in that boat, our daughter wouldn't have made it.&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Thank you, God, for training me all those years in&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;the Coast Guard." &lt;/em&gt; You might have been the teacher that helped the discouraged 5th grader through a particularly difficult time in his life. "Without your encouragement to me back then, I doubt I wouldv'e ever become a doctor." &lt;em&gt;Thank you, God, for giving me patience with that boy, day after day."   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;Is there an electrician here that could help us with the lights?"  &lt;em&gt;"Lord, I think I can help them."  &lt;/em&gt;We need someone to come to the nursery and help with the toddlers."  &lt;em&gt;Lord, would you like me to go?"&lt;/em&gt;  God gives us our talent; we choose to give it back to Him in His service, in His timing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Imagine a child born in the time of ancient Jericho, learning to purse his lips in just a certain way in order to create the characteristic blast of the ram's horn.  One day---one very important day---he is called upon to use his ability in obedience to God.  He will sound the horn at the very moment he is instructed to, heralding God's victory for the children of Israel. &lt;em&gt;"Thank you, God, that you allowed me to be among those who blew the horns."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As we praise God by using the abilities God has given us for His glory, we experience a joy that is like no other. Knowing in our hearts that we have pleased God in our obedience as we watch Him take our offering of service and use it to touch others' lives is almost indescribable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What talents and abilities has God granted to you?  Will you choose to offer them gratefully back to Him?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sramshorn-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:02 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41899.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41899.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41899&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, June 21, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41883" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41883.html"&gt;Changed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was so delicate looking. There, resting on a leaf, was a small feather. Once it had been a part of daily flight, of sightseeing from heights above-- present at every nest building and quest for food. Now, it was only a gentle reminder of its former state. What bird did it come from? I will never know. Certainly, I can be sure of one thing---the bird is not here, yet the feather is a testament to its brief time near my home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One day, we will leave behind all things needed on this earth and claim a heavenly existance prepared for us by God. Our bodies will be renewed, our hearts made to perfectly align with the will of the Father. We will abandon the former things in order to be transformed into the likeness of Christ.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/sleep-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:59 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41883.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41883.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41883&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 20, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41873" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41873.html"&gt;Remember&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nehemiah 4:14 says, "When I saw their fear, I rose and spoke to the nobles, the officials, and the rest of the people: 'Do not be afraid of them; remember the Lord who is great and awesome, and fight for your brothers, your sons, your daughters, your wives, and your houses.'"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thankfully, most of us are not protecting our families from physical battles in our neighborhoods. Yet, we are part of a battle--a spiritual battle.  Just this past weekend, I heard someone speaking about the contentions of the unseen world around us.  So what's all the fighting about?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To be sure, Satan does not want our families to prosper. He does not want us to grow more firmly rooted in our relationship with God. With weapons of temptation, discouragement and doubt, he pummels us at every turn. Our defense? The armor of God. He is our covering. He goes before us, mighty and strong in battle.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As we face the wily schemes of the enemy, we must "remember the Lord who is great and awesome." He will be our shield.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;May He grant us heavenly peace and calm in the midst of our daily struggle.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Remember-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:58 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41873.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41873.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41873&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 19, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41857" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41857.html"&gt;Anxious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Does anything ever upset you? As I was struggling with my own emotional response to something this evening, I remembered---God doesn't want me to worry about anything. I picked up a New Testament that was nearby. As I began reading, there it was! "Do not be anxious about anyhing, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." (Philippians 4:6) I had not been looking for this passage, yet God led me there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God's word is real and alive, because God is real and alive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/anxious-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:27 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41857.html#comments"&gt;3 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41857.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41857&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-7041446608118391075?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7041446608118391075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=7041446608118391075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/7041446608118391075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/7041446608118391075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/rams-horn-you-probably-know-feeling-god.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-7994656781030789600</id><published>2008-06-19T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:51:37.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="titleBlock"&gt;&lt;div id="title"&gt;PICTURE  MY  THOUGHTS ..by Myra Johnson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="slogan"&gt;- Personal reflections and photos displaying the Christian journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 18, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41839" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41839.html"&gt;The Glory of the LORD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mercy Me is a contemporary Christian music group. Their song, "I Can Only Imagine" has brought me to tears many times as I pondered my loved ones' eternal experience as well as my own.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I dance for You, Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or in awe of You, be still?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I stand in Your presence &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or to my knees will I fall?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I sing hallelujah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I be able to speak at all?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can only imagine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Theglory-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:53 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41839.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41839.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41839&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, June 17, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41811" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41811.html"&gt;When He is Old&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The room was very crowded. Between three and four hundred people were standing, facing a group of singers and instrumentalists on a stage. A small rock concert? No.  A charity benefit? No.  It was the final praise gathering of a local Christian camp after several days of retreat and seclusion to focus on God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the band played, the students sang and jumped. With syncronized uniformity, they used identical motions they had learned to accentuate the lyrics of the songs. As I stood near the back, I noticed a very tall young man in front of me. He was about 6 foot, four inches tall, about 17 years old and built like a football player. Since I am quite short, he towered above me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During the singing time, an even TALLER man with gray hair and a gray beard entered the room and stood beside this student. It was obvious to me that this was probably a father and son. As the service progressed, the older man tried to do all the motions, even though it was apparent that he had not seen them before. Many times, the son would look over to him and smile or slap him lightly on the shoulder. After being away from each other for several days, they were glad to be in each other's presence again, and praising God together. It was a wonderful, touching sight for me to behold.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I couldn't help myself--when the service ended, I asked the man if he was indeed the father. He was. We talked briefly about the encounter I had just witnessed. When I mentioned the movements to the songs he had so willingly attempted (and did I mention that the band was so loud you could hardly hear yourself talk?) he replied, "It's more of his style than mine."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What an example to me of becoming all things to all people in order to further the kingdom of God. If this tall, muscular man could come into a jam packed room of jumping youth and join his son in a declaration of praise that involved loud music and unfamiliar motion patterns, should I do anything less? He was meeting his son where he was in his walk with God, and encouraging his relationship with His heavenly Father. In so doing, he was securing a bond with his son that would not easily be broken. You could see the love between these two as they worshiped together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;May I never forget that God allowed me to view this encounter. I know I wasn't standing there by accident. It's as if God could have spoken to me and said, "Watch this." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loud music? Sure. Silly video? Let's see it.  Invite your friends for a sleep over and devotion time?  .....Yes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What joy will I have in my heart to know when my children are old, they have not departed from their faith in our everlasting Father.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/trainup-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 01:57 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41811.html#comments"&gt;2 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41811.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41811&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 16, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41796" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41796.html"&gt;Without Cost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Suppose you were to win a grand prize sweepstakes this month. Five days on a luxurious cruise ship; all expenses paid. You and your family redeem your winning status and enjoy a wonderful time basking in the sun, dining under the stars and visiting exotic islands along the way. It was all free---or was it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Someone had to pay. It was given to you at no charge, but yet the resources you enjoyed were purchased somehow.  It was freely given for you to experience, however, there was a price.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jesus paid the price for our admittance into Heaven when He willingly chose to die in our place on the cross.  We must "drink of the water of life" that He offers us and accept His gift of eternal life--all expenses paid--&lt;em&gt;by Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/withoutcost-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:17 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41796.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41796.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41796&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, June 15, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41782" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41782.html"&gt;My Commands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was raining lightly. The temperature was mild.  Since it was Father's Day, my husband decided he would choose a place to spend some time together with me and our youngest son.  He chose a familiar lakeside park. With the overcast sky, the water was transformed into a sea of brown. The squirrels scampered from tree to tree. The water birds flew effortlessly from one destination to the other. As tiny droplets fell softly on the lush foliage, life was continuing it's unhurried pace among the creatures who called the waterfront home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our son wanted to venture out onto the docks. Just dad and boy, they walked above the calm movement of the water surrounding them, creating a simple memory that would exist beyond the passing of the moment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As parents, we invest our lives into our children; teaching them, protecting them and admonishing them toward faith in God. It is a worthy task, one with eternal reward.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/wootenpark-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:35 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41782.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41782.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41782&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Saturday, June 14, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41765" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41765.html"&gt;Depth of the Riches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today, I witnessed a rare and beautiful thing--a change of heart and attitude in another's life.  An answer to something that I had prayed about for quite a long time was unmistakably present. Though not in complete fullness of everything I'd hoped for, I knew God was working in a wonderful way toward the fulfillment of my prayer. As I began to understand what God had begun, I was filled with gratitude over the realization of what was transpiring. I know so very little. God knows so very much. He knows the avenues that lead to understanding. He knows the specific route needed in order for us to arrive at a particular spiritual destination. God's wisdom is perfect and His love for us is......everlasting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/DepthoftheRiches-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:11 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41765.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41765.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41765&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 13, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41747" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41747.html"&gt;The Peace of Christ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When someone or something "rules," what does that mean to you? I think of the king of the jungle ruling, or being the strongest of the animals. Winning sports teams may boast of "ruling."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The dictionary defines &lt;em&gt;rule&lt;/em&gt; in several ways. Two of the definitions stood out:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;     &lt;tbody&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td valign="top"&gt;"the customary or normal circumstance, occurrence, manner, practice, quality, etc.: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;the rule rather than the exception." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;     &lt;tbody&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td valign="top"&gt;"control, government, or dominion"&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If the peace of Christ is to rule in our hearts, should this peace be a normal occurrence of our day to day living? Should this peace that only Jesus can give control and govern my heart?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Help us, Lord, to have calmed hearts, filled with Your peace.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Peace-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:16 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41747.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41747.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41747&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 11, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41718" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41718.html"&gt;My Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Mylove-1-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:57 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41718.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41718.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41718&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, June 10, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41694" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41694.html"&gt;Return Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A man from whom Jesus had cast out demons begged to go with Him as He was leaving the city.  Jesus told him to "Return home and tell how much God has done for you."  What do you suppose that man did? He obeyed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Luke 8:39b says, "So the man went away and told all over town how much Jesus had done for him."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What has Jesus done for me? If I wrote a book in effort to list it all, it would be incomplete; for by the time of printing, He would have done more. We are blessed with the magnificent love of God. I have a story to tell. Do you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/ReturnHome-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 09:58 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41694.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41694.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41694&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 09, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41677" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41677.html"&gt;Each Other's Burdens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What do you think of when you hear the word &lt;em&gt;burden&lt;/em&gt;? One thing that comes to my mind is an animal with traveling bags placed securely on its back. Another thought might be the mountain climber with a huge and bulging backpack strapped on tightly. Both scenarios have something in common--weight. Uncomfortable weight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What if there were two animals to carry the load instead of one? A second adventurous companion to shoulder the needed supplies for the climb? What a difference it would make!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't have to look very far into my past in order to find the memory of someone coming alongside me at a time when the heaviness of life was a difficult weight to bear. In fact, throughout the years there have been so many people who have helped me carry my load. Some were my friends; others I hardly knew, yet they willingly came to my aid.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In each instance, I feel that God was caring for me through the loving help of each individual. Think back---who were the people that God placed in your life to help you bear your burdens? Galatians 6:2 says, "Bear one another's burdens, and thus fulfill the law of Christ."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/burdens-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 07:40 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41677.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41677.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41677&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, June 08, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41661" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41661.html"&gt;Good Fruit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;You may have heard someone say, “You can know a tree by its fruit.” That's actually a biblical reference to understanding certain people by their actions. Matthew 7:16a says, “By their fruit you will recognize them.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I would have to agree. If I see a tree with oranges on it--- even if I had mistakenly identified it as a different type before---I know that it's an orange tree. We have several in our neighborhood. Leaves may mimic the shape and size of a similar tree, but if it's got oranges... there's no doubt.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Did you know that you can know a tree by it's sound? Well, almost. Actually, you can know what's going on &lt;em&gt;inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; a tree by the sounds coming from it. Let me explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It happens every year. We have several trees on our property. At just the prescribed time, the trees begin to produce their flowers. These are large trees that we often walk under, but not so much at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; time. Why? Because the trees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;hum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; A very LOUD hum. Sort of like a small motor.  A motor being powered by hundreds of bee wings—that could mean hundreds of bee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;stings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;The bees are doing their assigned task in the work of pollination. They know before I do that the branches are going through some radical, post winter changes. The old is being replaced by the new and plans are already in the making for the burst of color that is inevitable. Now, in case I hadn't noticed, the bees herald the news of this change with the only means they have available—their presence and the song of their wings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;What about people? Can we know what's going on inside them by the sounds coming from their vicinity? What does it mean to hear the giggles and squeals of a group of children gathered around an aged grandfather who's giving piggy back rides at a family reunion in the park? Do we hear kindness and love? Acceptance?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;There are many clues to the mystery of a person's heart--- who they are and who they are becoming.. Some are visual, some are not. The question is, will we take the time to look into another's life, or perhaps even listen for the “hum” beneath the branches of their soul?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/goodfruit-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 04:58 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41661.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41661.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41661&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sunday, June 08, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41654" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41654.html"&gt;For By Him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you look at the picture below, you might think it was a photo of a &lt;em&gt;very soft&lt;/em&gt;, finely knitted, hand-made blanket. At a nearby mall, I love to visit a certain store that sells ultra soft baby blankets. Their texture has such a delicate feel. It almost defies description.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All the many things we have learned to fashion through the ages cannot compare to God's original designs. Everything that we "create" is simply a reiteration of what God has already done. We plant gardens with His soil and with His seed. We build tall buildings with metal and stone that we manufacture from the earth. He gives us the pencils and then, we draw. All that we aspire to begins with God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So who made the southwestern looking blanket? God did--only it's not a blanket at all. Two identical moths were visiting our home a couple of nights ago. With wings as colorful and soft as a baby's blanket, they perused the outer walls of our garage. As though a visual gift from God to me, they posed for a late night portrait. Such beauty and uniformity. By Him, all things were created.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Created-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:05 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41654.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41654.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41654&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41631" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41631.html"&gt;The Way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had the opportunity to speak to someone today about my faith. They had been very concerned about where they were destined to go once they died.  I shared with them the fact that there are many views in the world concerning this very thing. That being said, I clarified the convictions that I hold: there is only one way to spend eternity with God in Heaven. That way is through Jesus Christ.  God sent His only Son, Jesus, to live a sinless life on the Earth and die on the cross in our place in payment for our transgressions. If we repent of our sin and ask for His forgiveness, He will.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you concerned about what will happen someday when &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; die?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/TheWay-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:07 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41631.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41631.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41631&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 05, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41614" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41614.html"&gt;Tree of Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yearning. Longing. Wishing. Hoping. There are so many words that describe that earnest feeling of the heart. Sometimes it is accompanied by "If only" or perhaps "when."  &lt;em&gt;When&lt;/em&gt; I'm out of school, &lt;em&gt;if only&lt;/em&gt; I could get that promotion...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another word comes to mind, also. Jubilant. Jubilant? Yes. As the yearning is replaced with the knowledge of the dream come true and hope is confirmed in brilliant reality, jubilation is the natural result. Jubilant people, filled with gratitude, are awash with wellness at that moment. Have you ever seen a gold medalist look anything less than radiant when they are presented with their award? What about the look of joy on a father's face as he spots his only son in the airport returning home from military service?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many times our hoping and yearning are matters of prayer. We petition God with our requests; we speak to Him often about our longing in a matter. In trusting Him, we wait for an answer to our concerns. God, in His wisdom, grants us blessings as He sees fit.  As we realize how He is moving in our lives and in the lives of others, we are encouraged. We experience life-giving jubilation as we see the hand of God at work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/life-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:52 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41614.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41614.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41614&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 04, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41602" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41602.html"&gt;A Generous Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Generous-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:41 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41602.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41602.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41602&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, June 03, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41576" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41576.html"&gt;Perfect Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I heard a story today about a young boy who had a very bad dream. Even though he had awakened, he still believed his bed was surrounded by tigers. His Dad came to his young son's room and listened to him tell about the wild animals.  With compassionate understanding, the father comforted the frightened child. He could have dismissed his fear and made him to feel hurt and misunderstood. Instead, he seized the opportunity to show true, genuine love for his son.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not many of us feel that we are surrounded by tigers---or do we? The tiger of finances, the tiger of illness; perhaps the tiger of lonliness. When we recognize fear in another's life, we can dismiss their feelings or we can take the initiative to show sincere love and understanding.  Perfect love casts out fear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/PerfectLove-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:07 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41576.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41576.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41576&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 02, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41561" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41561.html"&gt;For These Commands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/weddingrainbow08044-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Once again, I was driving and praying this morning. As I lifted my petition up to God, I had an instant of discouragement. The thought of another's seeming lack of human ability in a situation had presented itself for verification.  Immediately, the verse in the Bible about God being stronger in our weakness came to mind.  I found the reference this evening. In II Corinthians, chapter 12, verse 9, it says, "... My power is made perfect in &lt;strong&gt;weakness&lt;/strong&gt;."  This reminder of God's power brought comfort and hope to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God's word is a guide to us. A light for the present day, it illuminates even the past as we reflect on what has come to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-7994656781030789600?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7994656781030789600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=7994656781030789600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/7994656781030789600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/7994656781030789600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/picture-my-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wE1fTLlSHN4/SHD2B5xI58I/AAAAAAAAAWs/YeEVIf1z3vg/S220/fly+flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489329106084003009.post-7053516994088739052</id><published>2008-06-07T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:34:48.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41654" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41654.html"&gt;For By Him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you look at the picture below, you might think it was a photo of a &lt;em&gt;very soft&lt;/em&gt;, finely knitted, hand-made blanket. At a nearby mall, I love to visit a certain store that sells ultra soft baby blankets. Their texture has such a delicate feel. It almost defies description.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All the many things we have learned to fashion through the ages cannot compare to God's original designs. Everything that we "create" is simply a reiteration of what God has already done. We plant gardens with His soil and with His seed. We build tall buildings with metal and stone that we manufacture from the earth. He gives us the pencils and then, we draw. All that we aspire to begins with God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So who made the southwestern looking blanket? God did--only it's not a blanket at all. Two identical moths were visiting our home a couple of nights ago. With wings as colorful and soft as a baby's blanket, they perused the outer walls of our garage. As though a visual gift from God to me, they posed for a late night portrait. Such beauty and uniformity. By Him, all things were created.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Created-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 12:05 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41654.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41654.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41654&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friday, June 06, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41631" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41631.html"&gt;The Way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had the opportunity to speak to someone today about my faith. They had been very concerned about where they were destined to go once they died.  I shared with them the fact that there are many views in the world concerning this very thing. That being said, I clarified the convictions that I hold: there is only one way to spend eternity with God in Heaven. That way is through Jesus Christ.  God sent His only Son, Jesus, to live a sinless life on the Earth and die on the cross in our place in payment for our transgressions. If we repent of our sin and ask for His forgiveness, He will.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you concerned about what will happen someday when &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; die?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/TheWay-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 06:07 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41631.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41631.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41631&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Thursday, June 05, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41614" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41614.html"&gt;Tree of Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yearning. Longing. Wishing. Hoping. There are so many words that describe that earnest feeling of the heart. Sometimes it is accompanied by "If only" or perhaps "when."  &lt;em&gt;When&lt;/em&gt; I'm out of school, &lt;em&gt;if only&lt;/em&gt; I could get that promotion...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another word comes to mind, also. Jubilant. Jubilant? Yes. As the yearning is replaced with the knowledge of the dream come true and hope is confirmed in brilliant reality, jubilation is the natural result. Jubilant people, filled with gratitude, are awash with wellness at that moment. Have you ever seen a gold medalist look anything less than radiant when they are presented with their award? What about the look of joy on a father's face as he spots his only son in the airport returning home from military service?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many times our hoping and yearning are matters of prayer. We petition God with our requests; we speak to Him often about our longing in a matter. In trusting Him, we wait for an answer to our concerns. God, in His wisdom, grants us blessings as He sees fit.  As we realize how He is moving in our lives and in the lives of others, we are encouraged. We experience life-giving jubilation as we see the hand of God at work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/life-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 08:52 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41614.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41614.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41614&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Wednesday, June 04, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41602" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41602.html"&gt;A Generous Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/Generous-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 11:41 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41602.html#comments"&gt;1 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41602.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41602&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Tuesday, June 03, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41576" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41576.html"&gt;Perfect Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I heard a story today about a young boy who had a very bad dream. Even though he had awakened, he still believed his bed was surrounded by tigers. His Dad came to his young son's room and listened to him tell about the wild animals.  With compassionate understanding, the father comforted the frightened child. He could have dismissed his fear and made him to feel hurt and misunderstood. Instead, he seized the opportunity to show true, genuine love for his son.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not many of us feel that we are surrounded by tigers---or do we? The tiger of finances, the tiger of illness; perhaps the tiger of lonliness. When we recognize fear in another's life, we can dismiss their feelings or we can take the initiative to show sincere love and understanding.  Perfect love casts out fear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/PerfectLove-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="post-misc-meta"&gt;  published: 10:07 |  &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41576.html#comments"&gt;0 comment(s)&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/category/picturemythoughts--Myra%20Johnson.html"&gt;Photos with Christian thoughts by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt; |   &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41576.html"&gt;permalink&lt;/a&gt;    |    &lt;a href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/weblog/post.html?weblog_post_id=41576&amp;amp;weblog_id=2227"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Monday, June 02, 2008&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="title"&gt;&lt;a name="41561" href="http://myra.lifewithchrist.org/permalink/41561.html"&gt;For These Commands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t177/myragjohnson/weddingrainbow08044-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Once again, I was driving and praying this morning. As I lifted my petition up to God, I had an instant of discouragement. The thought of another's seeming lack of human ability in a situation had presented itself for verification.  Immediately, the verse in the Bible about God being stronger in our weakness came to mind.  I found the reference this evening. In II Corinthians, chapter 12, verse 9, it says, "... My power is made perfect in &lt;strong&gt;weakness&lt;/strong&gt;."  This reminder of God's power brought comfort and hope to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God's word is a guide to us. A light for the present day, it illuminates even the past as we reflect on what has come to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2489329106084003009-7053516994088739052?l=picturemythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7053516994088739052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2489329106084003009&amp;postID=7053516994088739052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/7053516994088739052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2489329106084003009/posts/default/7053516994088739052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturemythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-by-him-if-you-look-at-picture-below.html' title=''/><author><name>mj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05329707265998596524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/200
