This picture needs no words.... Come, Lord Jesus!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Armor

Do you have on your armor? Each piece of the armor is Jesus.
1, The belt of truth: Jesus is the way, the TRUTH and the life.
2. Breastplate of righteousness: We are the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus.
3. Shoes of the Gospel of Peace: Jesus is our PEACE and the Gospel it the GOOD NEWS of Jesus.
4. Sword of the Spirit isThe Word of God: Jesus is the WORD who became flesh.
5. Shield of Faith: We are saved through FAITH in Jesus.
This armor protects us from the enemy during the day. Put it on faithfully and then walk in truth, righteousness, peace, and faith having the Word of God in our hearts.
Put on the Lord Jesus Christ every day!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Terrorist groups operating in churches

Latest news reports are that five terrorist cell groups have been operating in many of His churches.
However, there have also been reports of a sixth group.
comes along.
Bin Prayin does whatever is needed to uplift and encourage the Body of Christ. We have noticed that the Bin Prayin cell group has different characteristics than the others. They have Bin Watchin, Bin Waitin, Bin Fastin, and Bin Longin for their Master, Jesus Christ to return.
Which cell group do you belong to?
Thursday, January 1, 2009

After serious & cautious consideration . . .
Your contract of friendship has been renewed for the New Year 2009!
It was a very hard decision to make. So try not to screw it up!!!
My Wish for You in 2009
May peace break into your house and may thieves come to steal your debts. May the pockets of your jeans become a magnet of $100 bills. May love stick to your face like Vaseline and may laughter assault your lips! May your clothes smell of success like smoking tires and may happiness slap you across the face and may your tears be that of joy. May the problems you had forget your home address! In simple words . . . May 2009 be the best year of your life!!!
Knitting

Did you know that God says that we are knit together in our mother's womb. He also says that we are knitted together in the Body of Christ. Hmmm. Then it must have been God who invented knitting.
I knit everyday. I see what God is talking about when he says that we are knitted together. You take one strand of yarn and you loop it around needles, then you continue with that one strand to pull more loops. We are all supposed to be looped together in one strand with no division. We are ONE in Christ.
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Blessings my loopy friends!
Friday, December 26, 2008
The "W" in Christmas

Author Unknown
Each December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I had cut back on nonessential obligations -- extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending. Yet still, I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.
My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an exciting season for a six-year-old. For weeks he had been memorizing songs for his school's Winter Pageant.
I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be working the night of the production. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there would be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise.
So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, the students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song.
Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as Christmas," I did not expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment - songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer. So, when my son's class rose to sing, "Christmas Love," I was slightly taken aback by its bold title.
Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snow caps on their heads. Those in the front row center stage held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song.
As the class would sing "C is for Christmas," a child would hold up the letter C. Then, "H is for Happy," and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message Christmas Love.
The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly we noticed her; A small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter M upside down. She was completely unaware her letter M appeared as a W.
The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's mistake, but she had no idea they were laughing at her. So she stood tall, proudly holding her W. Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together.
A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen. In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, and why we celebrated this holiday in the first place. We knew why, even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities.
When the last child held his letter high, the message read loud and clear:
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Protective Love
I have read this before, but I received it in an email today. I thought it was worth thinking about again. How important God's love is to us and ho
w important a parent's love is! Amen!
God's Wings -
A little something to put things in perspective...
After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage.
One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick.
When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother's wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise.
She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast ...because she had been willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.
'He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge.' (Psalm 91:4)