After a one and a half year hiatus, my family has finally rejoined me. GOD is GOOD!!!
Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and they shall become one flesh.
The state of the family is not good in Western culture, even among Christians. In the population at large, fewer people are choosing to get married. Cohabitation numbers are up. Childbirths are down—except for children born out of wedlock. Specifically among Christians, the state of marriage and family health has paralleled that of societies as a whole.
For many reasons, these facts are troubling. Perhaps the main reason is that the family was created by God to be a cornerstone for society and a bulwark, refuge, and source of hope for family members. The first thing God did after creating the woman in the Garden of Eden was to unite her with the man. The very first thing! That speaks volumes about the importance of the family for mankind—especially after sin entered the world. When all hope seems to be lost in the world, there should be hope, love, and security to be found within the walls of the family.
No family is perfect, but God can rebuild broken walls and restore lost dreams. By the grace of God we must do all we can to keep families strong and full of the hope that comes from fulfilling God’s ideal.
No other structure can replace the family.
This is just a trip down memory lane for my kids, If they ever happen to stop by.
I am hoping that you received these gifts. They were all send to the pastor of the Church you attend (Mr. Daniel Davidson) when you were in 4th and 5th grade. I am guessing you received the gifts even though I have no confirmation of any sort. I am really tired of having to go talk to different people to get some information on you, so I am ceasing all efforts to communicate with you, because the powers that be does not want that to happen.
I am sure by now, you will only have a vague memory of me, that is most likely littered with character defamation’s. If it is in GOD’s will, you may get a chance to know me, if not, it’s still in GOD’s immaculate will. Till that time, goodbye.
And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children….
Deuteronomy 6 is the Bible’s premier passage on parenting. It tells us we should: (1) Love the Lord our God with all our hearts; (2) Study His Word constantly; (3) Teach our children diligently when we sit at home, walk down the street, go to bed at night, and get up in the morning (verses:5-7).
Parenting can be synonymous with mentoring, and parents should provide their youngsters’ first experience with discipleship. Take Abraham Lathem of Pennsylvania, for example. He loved the Bible and could quote most of the New Testament. He taught his son, Lance, to get up every morning to memorize Scripture. Lance became a Chicago pastor who encouraged his teenagers to memorize the book of Romans. One of his students, Bert Long, did so—and later established a tremendous ministry as a missionary physician in Africa.
Our greatest obligation as parents is to share God’s Word naturally with our children every day. When we fill ourselves with Scripture, our children get the overflow, and the effects can be lifelong and eternally lasting.
I have been to several funerals and I have shed my share of tears, just to keep up with appearances. There was a bit of truth in my sorrow, but there was always this pressure to visibly show how I felt. So I have always questioned myself about my lack of sincerety.
When my Dad passed away, I made up my mind to be completely sincere in my affection for him. There were moments when I was almost ready to burst, but I held back; for all the crocodile tears that I had shed, there had to be some sense of justice. And so it was, to this day I haven’t shed a single drop of tear for my father.
My heart feels hardened and I don’t feel like there is any good left in me. I heard some where that we are the heroes in our own lives, that each of us can justify the actions of our past no matter how troubling or horrible it maybe. We are the product of our thoughts. I have lived my life trying to fulfill a lie, lies that I project to the wayfarers.
These days it feels more easier to exhibit myself, to reveal the ugliness of my double standards, dishonesty and wayward life. You see fake people have an image to maintain, but real people just don’t care. Sincerity and truth is basis for every virtue. So even though I am not perfect, I’d rather be known for my weaknesses and failures, because I will have received my condemnation and judgement while I’m still alive.
on a lighter side, I have a sincere story or two that may make you smile
I remember once, when my dad gave me money to pay the electricity bill, but instead I bought a lottery ticket for a brand new car. When I got home, I explained to my Dad what I did and he beat the crap out of me. The next day, when my dad woke up and opened the door, outside my house was a brand new car. We all cried especially me, because the car was from the electricity company, they were there to cut off the electricity, my dad beat the crap out of me again !!! 😦
I hate it when you offer someone a sincere complement on their mustache and suddenly she’s not your friend any more.