Daily Walk with the Holy Spirit

Friday, January 25, 2008

A wife's request....


I was sitting alone in one of those loud, casual steak houses that you find all over the country.

You know the type--a bucket of peanuts on every table, shells littering the floor, and a bunch of perky college kids racing around with long neck beers and sizzling platters.

Taking a sip of my iced tea, I studied the crowd over the rim of my glass. My gaze lingered on a group enjoying their meal.

They wore no uniform to identify their branch of service, but they were definitely "military:" clean shaven, cropped haircut, and that "squared away" look that comes with pride.

Smiling sadly, I glanced across my table to the empty seat where my husband usually sat. It had only been a few months since we sat in this very booth, talking about his upcoming deployment to the Middle East .

That was when he made me promise to get a sitter for the kids, come back to this restaurant once a month and treat myself to a nice steak.

In turn he would treasure the thought of me being here, thinking about him until he returned home.

I fingered the little flag pin I constantly wear and wondered where he was at this very moment.

Was he safe and warm?

Was his cold any better?

Were my letters getting through to him?

As I pondered these thoughts, high pitched female voices from the next booth broke into my thoughts.

"I don't know what Bush is thinking about. Invading Iraq . You'd think that man would learn from his old man's mistakes. Good Lord. What an idiot! I can't believe he is even in office. You do know, he stole the election."

I cut into my steak and tried to ignore them as they began an endless tirade running down our president.

I thought about the last night I spent with my husband, as he prepared to deploy.

He had just returned from getting his smallpox and anthrax shots.

The image of him standing in our kitchen packing his gas mask still gives me chills!

Once again the women's voices invaded my thoughts.

"It's all about oil, you know. Our soldiers will go in and rape and steal all the oil they can in the name of 'freedom'. Hmmm! I wonder how many innocent people they'll kill without giving it a thought. It's pure greed, you know."

My chest tightened as I stared at my wedding ring.

I could still see how handsome my husband looked in his "mess dress" the day he slipped it on my finger I wondered what he was wearing now.

Probably his desert uniform, affectionately dubbed "coffee stains" with a heavy bulletproof vest over it.

"You know, we should just leave Iraq alone. I don't think they are hiding any weapons. In fact, I bet it's all a big act just to increase the president's popularity. That's all it is, padding the military budget at the expense of our social security and education. And, you know what else? We're just asking for another 9-11. I can't say when it happens again that we didn't deserve it."

Their words brought to mind the war protesters I had watched gathering outside our base.

Did no one even appreciate the sacrifice of brave men and women, who leave their homes and family to ensure our freedom?

Do they even know what "freedom" is?

I glanced at the table where the young men were sitting, and saw their courageous faces change.

They had stopped eating and looked at each other dejectedly, listening to t he women talking.

"Well, I, for one, think it's just deplorable to invade Iraq , and I am certainly sick of our tax dollars going to train professional baby-killers we call a military."

Professional baby-killers. I thought about what a wonderful father my husband is, and of how long it would be before he would see our children again.

That's it!

Indignation rose up inside me.

Normally reserved pride in my husband gave me a brassy boldness I never realized I had.

Tonight one voice will answer on behalf of our military, and let her pride in our troops be known.

Sliding out of my booth, I walked around to the adjoining booth and placed my hands flat on their table.

Lowering myself to eye level with them, smiling I said, "I couldn't help overhearing your conversation.

You see, I'm sitting here trying to enjoy my dinner alone.

And, do you know why?

Because my husband, whom I love with all my heart, is halfway around the world defending your right to say rotten things about him."

"Yes, you have the right to your opinion, and what you think is none of my business.

However, what you say in public is something else, and I will not sit by and listen to you ridicule MY country, MY president, MY husband, and all the other fine American men and women who put their lives on the line, just so you can have the "freedom" to complain.

Freedom is an expensive commodity, ladies.

Don't let your actions cheapen it."

I must have been louder than I meant to be, because the manager came over to inquire if everything was all right

"Yes, thank you," I replied.

Then, turning back to the women, I said, "Enjoy the rest of your meal."

As I returned to my booth applause broke out.

I was embarrassed for making a scene, and went back to my half eaten steak.

The women picked up their check and scurried away.

After finishing my meal, and while waiting for my check, the manager returned with a huge apple cobbler ala mode.

Compliments of those soldiers, he said.

He also smiled and said the ladies tried to pay for my dinner, but that another couple had beaten them to it.

When I asked who, the manager said they had already left, but that the gentleman was a veteran, and wanted to take care of the wife of "one of our boys."

With a lump in my throat, I gratefully turned to the soldiers and thanked them for the cobbler.

Grinning from ear to ear, they came over and surrounded the booth.

We just wanted to thank you, ma'am.

You know we can't get into confrontations with civilians, so we appreciate what you did.

As I drove home, for the first time since my husband's deployment, I didn't feel quite so alone.

My heart was filled with the warmth of the other diners who stopped by my table, to relate how they, too, were proud of my husband, and would keep him in their prayers.

I knew their flags would fly a little higher the next day.

Perhaps they would look for more tangible ways to show their pride in our country, and the military that protect her.

And maybe, just maybe, the two women who were railing against our country would pause for a minute to appreciate all the freedom America offers, and the price it pays to maintain its freedom.

As for me, I have learned that one voice CAN make a difference.

Maybe the next time protesters gather outside the gates of the base where I live, I will proudly stand on the opposite side with a sign of my own.

It will simply say, "Thank You!"
To those who fought for our nation, freedom has a flavor the protected will never know.

Please pray for God's protection of our troops and HIS wisdom for their commanders.

Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need. I ask this in the name of Jesus, our Lord and Savior. Amen.

Please stop for a moment and say a prayer for our ground, air and navy personnel in every area of the Middle East .

There is nothing attached....

Of all the gifts you could give to anyone in the US Military, be it Air Force, Army, Navy, Marines or National Guard, prayer is the very best one....Amen.


From: Robert P. Haydu

Thursday, January 24, 2008



Look back and Thank God.
Look forward and Trust God.
Look around and Serve God.
Look within and Find God!

How do I get the best out of life?

Face your past without regrets.

Handle your present with confidence.

Prepare for the future without fear!

Without God, our week is: Sinday, Mournday, Tearsday, Wasteday, Thirstday, Fightday and Shatterday.

So, allow Him to be with you every day!

Life is short, so forgive quickly.

Believe slowly.

Love truly.

Laugh uncontrollably.

"An anxious heart weighs a man down, but a kind word cheers him up." Proverbs 12:25

Friday, January 11, 2008

A folded Napkin

"And while they looked stedfastly toward heaven as He went up, behold two men stood by them in white apparel; Which also said, Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into heaven? this same Jesus, which was taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like manner as ye have seen Him go into heaven." Acts 1:10-11

Why did Jesus fold the napkin?

Why did Jesus fold the linen burial cloth after His resurrection?

The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was placed over the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the graveclothes.

The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was neatly folded, and was placed at the head of that stony coffin.

1. Early Sunday morning, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance.

2. She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom Jesus loved. She said, "They have taken the Lord's body out of the tomb, and I don't know where they have put him!"

3. Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see.

4. The other disciple out ran Peter and got there first.

5. He stooped and looked in and saw the linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in.

6. Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside. He also noticed the linen wrappings lying there.

7. While the cloth that had covered Jesus' head was folded upand lying to the side.

Is that important?


Is it really significant?


In order to understand the significance of the folded napkin, you have to understand a little bit about Hebrew tradition of that day.

The folded napkin had to do with the Master and Servant, and everyJewish boy knew this tradition.

When the servant set the dinner tablefor the master, he made sure that it was exactly the way the master wanted it.

The table was furnished perfectly, and then the servant would wait, just out of sight, until the master had finished eating, and the servant would not dare touch that table, until the master was finished.

Now if the master was done eating, he would rise from the table, wipe his fingers, his mouth, and clean his beard, and would wad up that napkin and toss it onto the table.

The servant wouldthen know to clear the table.

For in those days, the wadded napkin meant, "I'm done".

But if the master got up from the table, and folded his napkin, and laid it beside his plate, the servant would not dare touch the table, because.......... The folded napkin meant,I'm coming back!

He Is Coming Back!!!!

"In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go to prepeare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself: that where I am, there ye may be also." John 14:2-3

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

A kindergarten's view....

As mom we get concerned about our children walking to school.

This boy didn't want his mother to walk with him.

She wanted to give him the feeling that he had some independence but yet know that he was safe.

So she had an idea of how to handle it.

She asked a neighbor if she would please follow him to school in the mornings, staying at a distance, so he probably wouldn't notice her.

The neighbor said that since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be a good way for them to get some exercise as well, so she agreed.

The next school day, the neighbor and her little girl set out following behind the boy.

As he walked to school with another neighbor boy he knew.

She did this for the whole week.

The boys walked and chatted, kicking stones and twigs, soon the boy's little friend noticed the same lady was following them as she seemed to do every day all week.

Finally he said, Have you noticed that lady following us to school all week?

Do you know her?

The boy nonchalantly replied, Yeah, I know who she is.

The friend said, Well, who is she?

That's just Shirley Goodnest, the boy replied, and her daughter Marcy.

Shirley Goodnest?

Who is she and why is she following us?

Well, the boy explained, every night my mom makes me say the 23rd Psalm with my prayers, 'cuz she worries about me so much.

And in the Psalm, it says, Shirley Goodnest and Marcy shall follow me all the days of my Life, so I guess I'll just have to get used to it!

"The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you; The Lord lift His countenance upon you, and give you peace." Numbers 6:24-26

May Shirley Goodnest and Marcy be with you today and always.

Surley goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever." Psalm 23:6

Monday, January 07, 2008

Romans 8:28

"What a way to start the New Year", writes one frustrated lady!

My New Year started this way....

My husband was at work and I took the dog out for her morning walk, locking the door to the house as I usually do.

I intended on leaving for a visit to my sister's house in a nearby town in just a short while and noticed that there was frost on the windshield of the car.

I thought to myself, I'll just start it up and let the engine warm and defrost the windows while I'm out here.

Doing that I was exited the car and shut the door and heard the automatic door locks activate and instantly knew I had made a mistake.

The door to the house was locked, my car was running and locked and the dog and I stood outside looking at the keys in the car ignition.

One thing I did have with me was my cell phone.

In a panic I called myhusband at his work place (about 35 miles away) and he said he would start home.

I called my sister and she reminded me she had a key to the house and could bring it up.

About that time my husband called back and reminded me that we had an emergency house key hidden in the garage and that he had made me an emergency car key to keep in my purse a couple of years before.

So, in short order I was in the house, retrieved the car key and all things were back to normal, but what a way to start a NewYear!

As I thought about this incident I thought how often we have feelings of panic when God has already made preparations to keep us safe.

How "Happy" can the New Year or any part of any year be if we are constantly in doubt and perhaps even in panic about what will happen next?

A lot of scriptures run through my mind at times like this, but Romans8:28 always seems to come to the top.

"And we know that all things worktogether for good to them that love God, to them who are the calledaccording to his purpose"

We don't know what good things God has in store for us in this coming year, we do need to learn to trust in the fact that he has a plan and a purpose for our lives.

May each of us learn to have a truly believing faith in the creator and sustainer of us all as we face the New Year!

-Author left unknown-

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Do unto others...

"Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them:" Matthew 7:12a

You Took My Parking Space at Church...

One day, a man went to visit a church, he got there early, parked his car and got out.

Another car pulled up near the driver got out and said, I always park there! You took my place!

The visitor went inside for Sunday School, found an empty seat and sat down.

A young lady from the church approached him and stated, hey,that's my seat!

You took my place!

The visitor was somewhat distressed by this rude welcome, but said nothing.

After Sunday School, the visitor went into the sanctuary and sat down.

Another member walked up to him and said, that's where I always sit!

You took my place!

The visitor was even more troubled by this treatment, but still He said nothing.

Later as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood up, and his appearance began to change.

Horrible scars became visible on his hands and on his sandaled feet.

Someone from the congregation noticed him and called out,

What happened to you?

The visitor replied, as his hat became a crown of thorns, and a tear fell from his eye, I took your place.

Maybe, just maybe, we can start thinking of who took our place.

-Author Unknown

"But God commendeth His love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us." Romans 5:8

Thursday, January 03, 2008

A prayer for all...

"And He that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new." Revelation 21:5a

You never know when God is going to bless you.

Good things happen when you least expect them.

Dear Lord, I thank You for this day, I thank You for my being able to see and to hear this morning.

I'm blessed because, God, You are a forgiving and an understanding God.

You have done so much for me and still You keep on blessing me.

Forgive me this day for everything I have done, said or thought that was not pleasing to you.

Thank You for a new clean start!

Thank you for keeping me safe from all danger and harm.

Help me to start this day and everyday with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude.

Let me make the best of each and every day to clear my mind so that I can hear from You.

Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things.

Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no control over.

Let the best response be given when I'm pushed beyond my limits.

I know that when I can't pray, You listen to my heart.

Let me to continue to do Your will.

Let me be a blessing to others.

Keep us strong so that we may help the weak.

Let Your words of of life and encouragement for others be found upon my lips.

I pray for those that are lost and can't find their way.

I pray for those that are misjudged and misunderstood.

I pray for those who don't know You intimately, that You will reveal that saving knowledge.

I pray for those whom are yours and need encouragement.

I thank you that I believe that God changes people and God changes things.

I pray for all my sisters and brothers, for each and every family member in their households.

I pray for peace, love and joy in their homes that all their needs are met according to Your Word.

I pray that every eye that reads this will know there is no problem, circumstance, or situation greater than our Lord and Savior.

Every battle is in His hands for Him to fight.

I pray that these words be received into the hearts of every eye that sees it in Jesus name.


-Perhaps the thought of freshness, the fact of new time having dawned on our path, may be a little help to those of us who are dull and heavy, and we may be stirred to action. If not to action, it may awaken earnest hope that the infusion of a new start into our lives, new vigor instead of the old lethargy, new love instead of the old luke warmness, new zeal instead of the old death likeness, new perservering industry for Christ instead of the old idleness may result. God grant it to be so! - Charles H. Spurgeon

God I love you and I need you, come into my heart, change me.

Ask Him in your heart, give yourself totally to God, and watch Him move.

"Therefore if anyman be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are past away; behold, all things are become new." II Corinthians 5:17

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Bible Acronymn

The Bible

B asic

I nstruction

B efore

L eaving

E arth

The only book worth reading...

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

A lesson we can learn...

"There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit." Romans 8:1

There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm.

He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods.

He practiced in the woods; but he could never hit the target.

Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for dinner.

As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck.

Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head and killed it.

He was shocked and grieved!

In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile;only to see his sister watching!

Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.

After lunch the next day Grandma said, Sally, let's wash the dishes.

But Sally said, Grandma,
Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen.

Then she whispered to him, remember the duck?

So Johnny did the dishes.

Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and Grandma said, I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper.

Sally just smiled and said, well that's all right because Johnny told me he wanted to help.

Sally whispered again, remember the duck?

So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.

After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's; he finally couldn't stand it any longer.

He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck.

Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug and said, Sweetheart, I know.

You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing, but because I love you.

I forgave you.

I was just wondering how long you would let Sally make a slave of you.

Thought for the day and every day thereafter...

Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done...and the devil keeps throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad habits, hatred,anger, bitterness, etc.)...whatever it is ..You need to know that God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing.

He has seen your whole life.

He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven.

He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you.

The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness; He not only forgives you, but He forgets.

It is by God's grace and mercy that we are saved.

Go ahead and make the difference in someone's life today.

Always remember: God is at the window!

When Jesus died on the cross; he was thinking of you!
"Neither pray I for these alone, but for them also which shall believe on Me through their word." John 17:20