The Children are Watching…

Mat 7:12a “Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them…”

The Children are Watching

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about Grandfather,” said the son. “I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.”

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. Their Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather’s direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.

Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp
admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?”

Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.”

The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.

That evening the husband took Grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family.

And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

Children are remarkably perceptive.  Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb.

If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives.

The wise parent realizes that every day the building blocks are being laid for the child’s future.

Let’s be wise builders.

Proverbs 22:6 “ Train up a child in the way he should go:  and when he is old, he will not depart from it. 

John 13:34, 35 “A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another. By this all will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.”


Management Candidates…Apostles…

Management Candidates…Apostles…

I Sam 16:7b “For the Lord sees not as man sees; for man looks on the
outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.”

Ever wonder if you were good enough to be a servant of the King?

A tongue-in-cheek memorandum from the Jordan Management Consultants in Jerusalem to Jesus, Son of Joseph, at the Woodcrafters Carpenter Shop in Nazareth reflecting God’s wisdom vs. that of the world.

Dear Sir:

Thank you for submitting the resumes of the twelve men you’ve
picked for managerial positions in your new organization. All of them
have now taken our battery of tests, and we have not only run the
results through our computer but also arranged personal interviews for
each of them with our psychologist and vocational aptitude consultant.
The profiles of our tests are included, and you will want to study each
of them carefully.

It is the staff opinion that most of your nominees are lacking
in background, education, and vocational aptitude for the type of
enterprise you are undertaking. They are not trained and do not act like
a team. We would recommend that you continue your search for persons of
experience in managerial ability and proven capability.

Simon Peter is emotionally unstable and given to fits of temper.
Andrew has absolutely no qualities of leadership. The two brothers,
James and John, the sons of Zebedee, place personal interest above
company loyalty. Thomas demonstrates a questioning attitude that would
tend to undermine morale. We feel it our duty to tell you that Matthew
has been blacklisted by the Greater Jerusalem Business Bureau. James,
the son of Alphaeus, and Thaddeus definitely have racial leanings, and
they both registered a high score on the manic-depressive scale.

One of the candidates, however, shows great potential. He is a
man of ability and resourcefulness, meets people well, has a keen
business mind, and has contacts in high places. He is highly motivated,
ambitious, and responsible. We recommend Judas Iscariot as your
controller and right-hand man. All of the other profiles are self-explanatory.

We wish you every success in our new venture.


Jordan Management Consultants

If you do choose to serve Jesus, remember you walk in His strength and
not your own. And as importantly, He only requires your commitment and
not any level of formal training or Masters or a Doctorate. The real peace is that the Holy Spirit will work with you as you study to show yourself approved unto God’s work. His only requirement is your commitment. He will give you the OJT.

II Tim 3:15 “Study to show thyself approved unto God, a workman that needs not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.

Romans 12:1 “I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable

Phil 4:13 “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

Worldly wisdom vs God’s Wisdom…

Worldly wisdom Vs God’s Wisdom


You say: “It’s impossible”
God says: “All things are possible with God as your source of strength.” (Luke 18:27)

You say: “I’m too tired.”
God says: “Come unto Me and I will give you rest” (Mt 11:28-30)

You say: “Nobody really loves me.”
God says: “I love you enough to die for you” (John 3:16 & John 13:34)

You say: “I can’t go on”
God says: “My grace is sufficient for your weakness” (Cor. 12:9& Ps 91:15)

You say: “I can’t figure things out!”
God Says: “I will direct your steps if you…: (Proverbs 3:5-6)

You say: “I can’t do it!”
God says: “You can do all things through Christ Who strengthens you” (Phil 4:13)

You say: “I’m not able”
God says: “I am able if you lean on Me: (Cor 9:8)

You say: “It’s not worth it:
God says: “All things in your life are worth enduring to bring glory to My name” (Rom 8:28)

You say: “I can’t forgive myself”
God says: “I FORGIVE YOU” (1John 1:9 & Rom 8:1)

You say: “I can’t manage”
God says: “I will supply all your needs” (Phil 4:19)

You say: “I’m afraid”
God says: “I have not given you a spirit of fear but the spirit of power and love and a sound mind” (2 Tim 1:7)

You say: “I’m always worried and frustrated”
God says: “Cast all your cares on ME” (l Peter 5:7)

You say: “I don’t have enough faith”
God says: “I’ve given everyone a measure of faith” (Rom 12:3)

You say: “I’m not smart enough”
God says: “I will give you wisdom if you but ask in faith believing that I am able” (l Cor 1:30)

You say: “I feel all alone”

Be sure to look up the references in the Bible, especially the one(s) that really spoke to you.

YOU MUST NEVER ALLOW E-mail to a substitute for God speaking directly to you!!!!!!!!

II Tim. 3:16-17 “All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness: That the man of God may be perfect, thoroughly furnished unto all good works.”

Meeting my Standards…

James 2:8, 9 “If you really fulfill the royal law according to the
Scripture, You shall love your neighbor as yourself’ you do well; but if
you show partiality, you commit sin, and are convicted by the law of

Meeting my Standards…

My alarm went off — it was Sunday again; I was tired — it was my one day to sleep in. But the guilt I’d have felt the rest of the day would have been too much, so I’d go; I’d pray. I showered and shaved, adjusted suit and tie got there and swung into a pew just in time.

Bowing my head in humble prayer before I closed my eyes, I saw that the shoe of the man next to me was touching my own and I sighed. With plenty of room on either side, I thought, “why do our soles have to touch?” It bothered me so; he was glued to my shoe, but it didn’t seem to bother him much.

Then the prayer began: “Heavenly Father,” someone said But I thought, “Does this man with the shoes have no pride?” They were dusty, worn, scratched end to end. What’s worse, there were holes on the side!

“Thank You for blessings,” the prayer went on. The shoe man said a quiet amen. I tried to focus on the prayer, but my thoughts were on his shoes again. Aren’t we supposed to look our best when walking through that door? “Well, this certainly isn’t it,” I thought, Glancing toward the floor.

Then the prayer ended and songs of praise began. The shoe man was loud, sounding proud as he sang. He lifted the rafters; his hands raised high; The Lord surely heard his voice from the sky.

Then the offering was passed; what I threw in was steep. The shoe man reached into his pockets, so deep, And I tried to see what he pulled out to put in, then I heard a soft “clink,” as when silver hits tin.

The sermon bored me to tears–And no lie– It was the same for the shoe man, for tears fell from his eyes.

At the end of the service, as is custom here, we must greet the visitors and show them good cheer. But I was moved inside to want to meet this man, so after the closing, I shook his hand. He was old, his skin dark, his hair a mess. I thanked him for coming, for being our guest. He said, “My name’s Charlie, glad to meet you, my friend,”

And there were tears in his eyes–but he had a wide grin. “Let me explain,” he said, wiping his eyes. “I’ve been coming for months, and you’re the first to say, “Hi.” I know I don’t look like all the rest, But I always try to look my best.” “I polish my shoes before my long walk, but by the time I get here they’re as dirty as chalk.”

My heart fell to my knees, but I held back my tears, He continued, “And I must apologize for sitting so near.” “But I know when I get here, I must look a sight. And I thought. If I touched you, our souls might unite.”

I was silent for a moment knowing anything I said would pale in comparison, so I spoke from my heart not my head.

“Oh, you’ve touched me,” I said. “And taught me, in part, that the best of a man is what’s in his heart.”

The rest, I thought, this man will never know. How thankful I am that he touched my soul!

James 2:9 “but if you show partiality, you commit sin…”

Lessons from Life…

James 2:15,16 “If a brother or sister is naked and destitute
of food, and one of you says to them, ‘Depart in peace, be
warmed and filled,’ but you do not give them the things
which are needed for the body, what does it profit?”

Lessons from Life:

During the waning years of the depression in a
small southeastern Idaho community, I used to stop by
Mr. Miller’s roadside stand for farm-fresh produce
as the season made it available. Food and money were still
extremely scarce and bartering was used, extensively.

One particular day Mr. Miller was bagging some
early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy, delicate of
bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a
basket of freshly picked green peas.

I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the
display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed
peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn’t
help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller
and the ragged boy next to me.

“Hello Barry, how are you today?”

“H’lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus’ admirin’ them
peas……sure look good.”

“They are good, Barry. How’s your Ma?”

“Fine. Gittin’ stronger alla’ time.”

“Good. Anything I can help you with?”

“No, Sir. Jus’ admirin’ them peas.”

“Would you like to take some home?”

“No, Sir. Got nuthin’ to pay for ’em with.”

“Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?”

“All I got’s my prize marble here.”

“Is that right? Let me see it.”

“Here ’tis. She’s a dandy.”

“I can see that. Hmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and
I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?”

“Not ‘zackley…. but, almost.”

“Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and
next trip this way let me look at that red marble.”

“Sure will. Thanks, Mr. Miller.”

Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over
to help me. With a smile she said: “There are two other boys
like him in our community, all three are in very poor
circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas,
apples, tomatoes or whatever. When they come back with their
red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn’t like
red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for
a green marble or an orange one, perhaps.”

I left the stand, smiling to myself, impressed with
this man. A short time later I moved to Utah but I never forgot
the story of this man, the boys and their bartering. Several
years went by each more rapid than the previous one. Just
recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho
community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had

They were having his viewing that evening and knowing my
friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them. Upon our arrival
at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the
deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could.

Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an
army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and
white shirts…very professional looking.

They approached Mrs. Miller, standing smiling and composed,
by her husband’s casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed
her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket.
Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young
man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale
hand in the casket. Each left the mortuary, awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and
mentioned the story she had told me about the marbles. Eyes
glistening she took my hand and led me to the casket. “Those three
young men, that just left, were the boys I told you about. They just
told me how they appreciated the things Jim “traded” them. Now, at
last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size…they
came to pay their debt.

We’ve never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,” she
confided, “but, right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man
in Idaho.”

With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her
deceased husband. Resting underneath were three, magnificently shiny,
red marbles.

“We will not be remembered by our words, but by our life and
kind deeds.”

How will you be remembered?

Mat 20:26b-28 “…but whoever desires to become great among you, let him be your servant. And whoever desires to be first among you, let him be your slave just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life a ransom for many.”

That’s Terrible…

That’s Terrible….

Many times we find it easy to point out the flaws in the lives of others.  From personal experience I have found that the reason I may see the faults of others so easily is many times because it is a fault I have and have not recognized or accepted that I have it.  Our God as with all areas of our lives provides some valuable advice;

 Mat 7:3 “And why do you look at the speck in your brother’s eye, but do not consider the plank in your own eye.”

To all my faults my eyes are blind;
Mine are the sins I cannot find;
But your mistakes I see aplenty;
For them my eyes are 20/20.

Mat 7:2 “For in the way you judge, you will be judged; and by your standard of measure, it shall be measured to you…”

The lesson of this truth from God’s word is that we should first check out our own faults and correct them before we can attempt to help others do the same………



Remember the one gift that has eternal meaning in our lives.

John 3:16 ‘For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him, should not perish, but have life everlasting.’

Now for some humor for your day!


Dec 25

My dearest darling Edward,

What a wonderful surprise has just greeted me! That sweet partridge, in that lovely little pear-tree; what an enchanting, romantic, poetic present!

Bless you, and thank you.

Your deeply loving


Dec 26

Beloved Edward,

The two turtle-doves arrived this morning, and are cooing away in the pear-tree as I write.

I’m so touched and grateful!

With undying love, as always,


Dec 27

My darling Edward,

You do think of the most original presents! Who ever thought of sending anybody three French hens? Do they really come all the way from France? It’s a pity we have no chicken coops, but I expect we’ll find some. Anyway, thank you so much; they’re lovely.

Your devoted Emily

Dec 28

Dearest Edward,

What a surprise! Four calling birds arrived this morning.

They are very sweet, even if they do call rather loudly–they make telephoning almost impossible–but I expect they’ll calm down when they get used to their new home. Anyway, I’m very grateful, of course I am.

Love from Emily

Dec 29

Dearest Edward,

The mailman has just delivered five most beautiful gold rings, one for each finger, and all fitting perfectly! A really lovely present! Lovelier, in a way, than birds, which do take rather a lot of looking after. The four that arrived yesterday are still making a terrible row, and I’m afraid none of us got much sleep last night. Mother says she wants to use the rings to “wring” their necks. Mother has such a sense of humor. This time she’s only joking, I think, but I do know what she means. Still, I love the rings.

Bless you,


Dec 30

Dear Edward,

Whatever I expected to find when I opened the front door this morning, it certainly wasn’t six socking great geese laying eggs all over the porch. Frankly, I rather hoped that you had stopped sending me birds. We have no room for them, and they’ve already ruined the croquet lawn. I know you meant well, but let’s call a halt, shall we?

Love, Emily

Dec 31


I thought I said NO MORE BIRDS. This morning I woke up to find no more than seven swans, all trying to get into our tiny goldfish pond. I’d rather not think what’s happened to the goldfish. The whole house seems to be full of birds, to say nothing of what they leave behind them, so please, please, stop!

Your Emily

Jan 1

Frankly, I prefer the birds. What am I to do with eight milkmaids? And their cows! Is this some kind of a joke? If so, I’m afraid I don’t find it very amusing.

Jan 2


Look here, Edward,

This has gone far enough. You say you’re sending me nine ladies dancing.

All I can say is, judging from the way they dance, they’re certainly not ladies. If you value our friendship, which I do (less and less), kindly stop this ridiculous behavior at once!


Jan 3

As I write this letter, ten disgusting old men are prancing up and down all over what used to be the garden, before the geese and the swans and the cows got at it. Meanwhile the neighbors are trying to have us evicted.

I shall never speak to you again.


Jan 4

This is the last straw! You know I detest bagpipes!

The place has now become something between a menagerie and a madhouse, and a man from the council has just declared it unfit for habitation. At least Mother has been spared this last outrage; they took her away yesterday afternoon in an ambulance.

I hope you’re satisfied.

Sir, Jan 5

Our client, Miss Emily Wilbraham, instructs me to inform you that with the arrival on her premises at 7:30 this morning of the entire percussion section of the Boston Symphony Orchestra, and several of their friends, she has no course left open to her but to seek an injunction to prevent you importuning her further. I am making arrangements for the return of much assorted livestock.

I am, Sir, yours faithfully,

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Attorney at law

CHRISTmas Greetings

Remember the one gift that has eternal meaning in our lives.

John 3:16 ‘For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him, should not perish, but have life everlasting.’