May I ask each of you (you unbelievable prayer warriors) to stop for a quick moment and pray for my amazing hubby? This is the man that sacrifices so much on a daily basis to serve me when I'm not feeling well, and even when I am! ; ) He started to get a sore throat on Tuesday. He immediately started pumping his body with Vitamin C. Mom gave him some Tea Tree Oil for his throat and it cleared up quickly! Thank you, Jesus!
However, whatever this is has moved to the rest of his sinuses. He just feels yucky! He is still working so hard at work and at home! He is making every effort to still take care of me (I've had a few rough days) despite how awful he feels! He is such an amazing man! Please pray for his rapid healing and for blessings on him since he continues to take care of me when he is feeling so bad.
I love each of you for giving of your time to come & check up on us and then go to Our Father in prayer!! Bless You!!
Now, here is the note from Connor's Mommy:
Thursday, December 17, 2009 |
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"Jesus wept." John 11:35 Such a short simple verse, yet there is so much meaning hidden in those two words. After Lazarus died, Jesus came to his tomb. Mary (Lazarus' sister) was weeping. "When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who had come along with her also weeping, he was deeply moved in spirit and troubled." (v. 33) And in Verse 35, Jesus wept. It seems simple enough, right? What's so significant about that? It's the shortest verse in the Bible, and perhaps the most profound. He wept for their suffering, for Lazarus's pain, for the sorrow and heartache of the moment. He entered their agony and suffering, and experienced it personally. Jesus wept. Imagine that you were reading this blog from your home in a remote country completely at peace and totally secure. Your homeland is immune from the economic turmoil of these times. Its enemies cannot attack its borders. Its residents commit no crimes; its land suffers no disasters. There is no pain and sorrow.
Would you leave such a home at peace for a world at war? Knowing you would be rejected by the people you came to help, abandoned by your friends and executed by your enemies? Would you come to this place, where you would experience grief, pain and sorrow along with the rest of us? Honestly, I don't think I would. This is the story of Christmas. Of all the names for the Baby of Bethlehem, my favorite is the one Isaiah gave him seven centuries before his birth: "Immanuel," which means "God with us" (Isaiah 7:14; Matthew 1:22-23). One of the earliest hymns in praise of Jesus says that he, "being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became obedient to death-even death on a cross" (Philippians 2:6-8).
The next time you feel stressed and frustrated and alone, remember that your Savior walks with you through your darkest days and longest nights. He is with you always, to the very end of the age (Matt. 28:20). You could not come to him, so He came to you. He loves you so much that he considered your life worth His death. The King who chose to be born in a cow stall chooses to live in your heart. This is the "gospel," the "good news" of Christmas. On a day (or year) of bad news, it's the best news of all.
Thanks, James Denison, for your sharing this perspective on Christmas. Always believing, Joy Cruse | |
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