People pleasing

Life demands that we please certain people at least some of the time; our boss, our spouse, police officers… But trying to please everyone all the time is like drinking from a colander, you might get a few sips, but mostly you get all wet!  Jesus, however, notices every effort we make. Even if you don’t succeed in your efforts, if you are trying to please him, he will recognize that effort.
No, it isn’t selfish to say that you only want to please Jesus because if you are pleasing Jesus you will love your family, love the sick, the downtrodden, and even your enemies.  Some of those people will not appreciate your efforts, but if you are doing those things because you love Jesus there will always be one that is pleased by you.

 



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The love of a child

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We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly sitting and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, ‘Hi.’ He pounded his fat baby hands on the high chair tray. His eyes were crinkled in laughter and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin, as he wriggled and giggled with merriment.

I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man whose pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and his nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.

We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled.. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. ‘Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy. I see ya, buster,’ the man said to Erik.

My husband and I exchanged looks, ‘What do we do?’

Erik continued to laugh and answer, ‘Hi.’ Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby. Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, ‘Do ya patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek- a-boo.’

Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk.
My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comment.

We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. ‘Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,’ I prayed. As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to sidestep him and avoid any air he might be breathing. As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby’s ‘pick-me-up’ position. Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man.
Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love and kinship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and submission laid his tiny head upon the man’s ragged shoulder. The man’s eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor, cradled my baby’s bottom and stroked his back. No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time.

I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms and his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, ‘You take care of this baby.’

Somehow I managed, ‘I will,’ from a throat that contained a stone.

He pried Erik from his chest, lovingly and longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, ‘God bless you ma’am. You’ve given me my Christmas gift.’

I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, ‘My God, my God, forgive me.’

I had just witnessed Christ’s love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not.. I felt it was God asking, ‘Are you willing to share your son for a moment?’ when He shared His for all eternity. How did God feel when he put his baby in our arms 2000 years ago?

The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, ‘To enter the Kingdom of God , we must become as little children.’

If this has blessed you, please bless others by sending it on. Sometimes, it takes a child to remind us of what is really important. We must always remember who we are, where we came from and, most importantly, how we feel about others. The clothes on your back or the car that you drive or the house that you live in does not define you at all; it is how you treat your fellow man that identifies who you are.

This one is a keeper.

‘It is better to be liked for the true you than to be loved for who people think you are…’ Amen!

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SIN-Has our culture made it obsolete?

Thinker original      Our culture is doing everything it can to make the word sin obsolete, and some days it seems like they have succeeded. Even many Christians use Matthew 7:1 as an excuse not to mention sin at all. While they may have made the word obsolete, they can do nothing to the concept.

There are  natural consequences for sin, even if they don’t believe in God,  we should be willing and able to point out the natural consequences  all the sins, sexual sin is the most pervasive and common sins today. A short tryst can ruin lives, in many different ways, including by disease, long before the AIDS crisis, there were Hepatitis B, and C,  Syphilis (which can lead to serious damage to the brain and the nervous system; mental deterioration; loss of balance, vision, and sensation; leg pain; and heart disease, and other issues), other side effects of sexual sins are the break down of the family which leads to a host of possible negative effects to the children who lose at least partial contact with a beloved parent, cases where spouses have snapped and murdered both their cheating spouse and the person they cheated with.  I could go on and on about the horrors that we bring into this world when we sin against God’s word.

When we choose to ignore sin, or even worse applaud the sins that have trapped people in its clutches, we may save their hurt feelings for a while, but we unleash a multitude of other hurts that are killing society by refusing to call sin what it is!  While the word sin may be out of fashion, it’s effects are just as tragic as ever! Keeping our mouths shut about it doesn’t help a bit!

 

 

 

Saint Damien of Molokai

The world would be a better place if more of us were willing to live life like he did.

St. Damien of Molokai, also called Father Damien, original name Joseph de Veuster, (born January 3, 1840, Tremelo, Belgium—died April 15, 1889, Molokai, Hawaii [U.S.]; canonized October 11, 2009; feast day May 10), Belgian priest who devoted his life to missionary work among the Hawaiian lepers and became a saint of the Roman Catholic Church.

Source: Saint Damien of Molokai | Biography & Facts | Britannica.com
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Ex-Jehovah’s Witnesses say church’s shunning caused too many suicides

One of the reasons that we should all read more of the Bible is that cults across this planet are
tearing lives apart. It is within the pages of the Bible that our pastors don’t tell us to read, that
we find out the difference between real Christian Shepards and wolves in sheep’s clothing.

People in cults need us to study the Bible and pray so that we can lead them
away from the wolves, and into the arms of their loving savior.


Amber Sawyer was just 8 years old when it happened.She was watching cartoons on the living room floor of her Mississippi home when she heard the bang.She went to investigate and found her 21-year-old sister, Donna, dead in her bed. She had shot herself in the heart with their father’s hunting rifle weeks after being excommunicated by their church for getting engaged to a non-Jehovah’s Witness.For Sawyer — who sat on the bedroom floor near her sister’s body for hours that day, waiting for her mother to come home from her door-to-door missionary work — it was the beginning of a long, painful journey that would one day tear her family apart.
Years later, Sawyer got excommunicated, too, after seeking a divorce from an abusive husband. She ended up leaving the husband — and the faith. Her family cut all ties. “Jehovah’s Witness kids grow up knowing that if they ever mess up, their parents will leave them — and that’s scary,” Sawyer, now 38, said in a recent interview from her home in Pascagoula, Miss. “The shunning is supposed to make us miss them so much that we’ll come back. … It didn’t work.”

To read more: Ex-Jehovah’s Witnesses say church’s shunning caused too many suicides


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Orphan makes people smile.

Charity Word Cloud on a white background.

This six-year-old boy has every right to be sad and sulky, but he chooses to bring smiles to people instead. Giving away toys from the local dollar store isn’t that expensive either. It is the giving of the heart that matters to most. We all can and should do more.

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If you feel like you don’t have time to read the Bible try listening to it instead.

 

Hi! How are you doing?

   The question “How are you doing?”  in one form or another probably gets asked about a billion times a day. Many of the times it is asked, it is asked by a stranger.  It could be by a cashier at the grocery store, or someone else who has been told by their boss to ask it to all their customers, or just said in passing by the average person.  Do we ever really sincerely ask that question, or is it just a cultural convention? This question was given to me years ago when I was at a local event. I walked into a tent that was being used as a store, and in passing, I asked the shopkeeper how he was doing. His reply was “Terrible!” I had been so used to asking this question as a cultural convention, that I almost didn’t hear the answer. When I realized that his answer wasn’t what I expected, I stopped in my tracks to talk to him. It turned out that he wasn’t doing terrible after all, he only said that as a test to see if anyone was listening or even caring.  He thanked me for being the only one out of the many states he visited to actually pay attention to his reply!!!

Now I know that we can’t always truly mean the question, if we are on the clock, or running late to pick up a child from school, we just don’t have time to properly listen and to help, but when we do we should pay attention to the answer. If we can, we should help people who truly are not doing well. We can ask their name and pray for them, offer to buy them a cup of coffee, anything just to prove to the person that the world isn’t as ugly as it may seem in the moment. The smallest act of kindness can change lives. I have even heard stories about people who intended to commit suicide who were stopped by a simple act of kindness.

Don’t have time to read the Bible? Try listening to it!