"Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize?...Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible. I therefore so run, not as uncertainly;" 2 Cor 9:24-26

God’s Gift

Posted by Emma on December 24, 2009 | Filed under: Christianity,Daily Thought

This time of year is full of activities, good food, fun and wonderful memories. In all of this it is easy to lose sight of the most important thing in all of life. God’s gift to us, His only begotten Son. Whether you celebrate Christmas or not, it is important to keep the incarnation in mind. It is truly remarkable. The God of the universe choosing to come dwell among sinful humans as a man, and yet still being fully God, tempted like us but without sin. It is impossible to fully understand the incarnation, we must take it on faith. What God has done for us is incredible. Let us not lose sight of Him and His gift to us during this season or the rest of the year.

Mountain Tops

Posted by Emma on December 10, 2009 | Filed under: Christianity,Daily Thought,Life's Race

After mountain top experiences often come valleys. It is important during those valleys to keep your eyes upward, on your Master, your Saviour, on the next mountain top. Always climb upward to new and higher mountain tops. Work with all you’ve got to get there fast. Spend as little time in the valleys as you can. But while in the valleys, and on the mountain tops, wait on the Lord! As you wait on God, you will find yourself soaring, with wings as eagles, to new heights! Keep climbing, keeping waiting on God and soar!

A Day to be Remembered

Posted by Emma on December 7, 2009 | Filed under: Freedom

Today is December 7, 2009. December 7 was the date that Pearl Harbor was attacked in 1941. It is a date we should remember. We also should be remembering our soldiers who are fighting today. This poem is a good reminder of that. May we always remember them…

A Different Christmas Poem

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.

The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear..
Perhaps just a cough, I didn’t quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

“What are you doing?” I asked without fear,
“Come in this moment, it’s freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!”
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..

To the window that danced with a warm fire’s light
Then he sighed and he said “Its really all right,
I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night.”
“It’s my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.

No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I’m proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ‘ Pearl on a day in December,”
Then he sighed, “That’s a Christmas ‘Gram always remembers.”
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ‘ Nam ‘,
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.

I’ve not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he’s sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue… an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.

I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall..”

” So go back inside,” he said, “harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I’ll be all right.”
“But isn’t there something I can do, at the least,
“Give you money,” I asked, “or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you’ve done,
For being away from your wife and your son.”

Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
“Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we’re gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.”

PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate these
festivities. Let’s try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.

LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30th Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum, Iraq

The One Thing that Counts

Posted by Emma on | Filed under: Christianity,Daily Thought

An aged missionary in Africa said toward the end of his life, “In the last minutes I am only looking at the blood of Jesus Christ, it is all I have to show God.”

This man had made an incredible impact for God in Africa, but all that mattered when he got close to dying was the blood of Jesus Christ that cleansed him from sin. That was all that would get him to heaven. Has the blood cleansed you from sin? The blood of Christ is what matters, are you telling others about it?