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If only we knew…

I think that sometimes we fear the things of this world. Or the people in it.

Good news!!! We don't have to fear the things that those of this world do. This world is not our home, and while we will be held accountable for our time spent here, we do not have to fear what is not meant for us. We don't have to fear loneliness, failure, sickness and death, or the consequences of this world…. We walk in God's love. In his healing. In His hope. In His favor.

We don't have to fear the desolation of being alone and unloved, because we hold the most powerful of all loves… God's love. He loves us regardless of what we could ever think, say, or do. And because He loves us, He says He will never leave or forsake us.

We don't have to fear the consequences of being a sinner, because we are made blameless and pure through His unfailing love. In this forgiveness, we are given hope. Hope of a new life, a life of joy and fulfillment. He says that once we have confessed, we are righteous.

We don't have to fear the sicknesses of the world or the death that comes with them. Christ took the pain and suffering upon himself and made us healthy and whole. He says that by His stripes, we are healed.

We don't have to fear trivial hardships of this world. Things like a failing economy, an imperfect government, and worldly wars are not ours to worry about. God has given us the ability to be a light for Him and to succeed when all others seem to fail. When coworkers are fired, we receive promotion. When the economy fails, we have been given the tools to still succeed. When people of this world live in lack, we walk in supernatural success. He says that we have received favor and a good name through Him.

We do not have to live in fear of the things of this world:

1. Fear of loneliness. [Hebrews 13:5]
2. Fear of failure. [1 John 1:9]
3. Fear of sickness and death. [1 Peter 2:24]
4. Fear of the consequences of the world. [Proverbs 3:4]

We are not meant to fear consequences of this world. They are not meant for us.

*John 15:19- If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world.

*John 17:16- You are not of the world, even as I am not of it.

*1 Corinthians 2:12- We have not received the spirit of the world but the Spirit who is from God, that we may understand what God has freely given us.

 

 

Drooling?

Does this look good?

What about this?

 

 

 

 

You drooling yet?

Meet Rae. She's my aunt!!! And totally awesome.

I'm a freak and I hate cheesecake. BUT, I love that one at the top right. It's called the "black bottom banana" cheesecake. It's amazing and it's one of the many many kinds of cheesecakes that my Aunt Rae makes and sells for a better price than you'll find anywhere else. Like cheesecake? Need cheesecake? Go here. And my beloved Auntie Rae-Rae will HOOK you up.

Check out her menu. It's great. And she's open-minded too! So if you have a special request that's not on the menu…. Let her know. She'll see what she can do.

 

 

 

Check out this one

Is it a clever marketing trick?

…or a play of words that was lost on the Swedish?

FOUND IT!!!

(This post will make no sense unless you have read the last post.)(btw, for those of you who thought of this… my phone was on silent. So calling it wouldn't work.)

Late last night, I received a revelation. My phone alarm was set for exactly 7:36 am…. Let me tell you why this was good news:

I, once asleep, am a rock. Talk to me, scream at me, poke me, push me, skip me a across a pond…. I'm not wakin' up. So, needless to say, I need one heck of an alarm if I plan on showing up to school before 6^th period.

Consequently, the alarm (which awesomely continues to go off until it is sure that I'm actually awake… or push the button) that was going to go off on my phone, was going to be extremely loud. Loud enough for me to find it somewhere in my house! Right? WRONG!!!

I made sure that I was awake by a whopping 7:30 to prepare for my search. 7:35 rolls around and the anticipation of finally finding my long-lost (it was gone for about 18 hours) phone! Tick. The clock strikes 7:36. (actually clocks don't usually strike at this time so it really was just a silent-but-symbolic moment in time.) The search began!!! Nothing. I couldn't hear it anywhere upstairs. To the downstairs!

Nothing.

To the car!

Nothing.

To the backyard?

Nothing.

Fine. My phone was not in my house. I grudgingly head towards the garage to once again look in the car in which I know for a fact, that my phone is not. As I start to come through the garage door…. What's that? I hear it! I joyfully head for the car! But to my dismay, as I get closer to the car, the blessed alarm got quieter. In an almost movie-sequence sort of slow motion, I turn towards the direction of the sound….

See the picture? Yeah it was in the trash. I know. I asked myself the same question…. Is my phone really that hard to replace?

I prayed to Jesus that when I looked, it would be under the bag nasty. No luck. It was in the bag of nasty. At the very bottom. Yuck. I had bean smear on my arm from the left-over Taco Bell…. I could even smell it in my hair. And on my phone. Ew.

That trash can is deep. And gross. If my morning had a title, it would no-doubt have to be something along the lines of: The Plunge.

Yeah. I spent the first 20 minutes of my Monday morning searching frantically for my phone, 10 of which were spent in the trash. One person's trash is another person's treasure? I think not.

The best part is: I found my phone. The second best part is: I have awesome friends who laughed with me about my adventure. That almost makes it worthwhile.

I'm not eating Mexican beans for a while,

jaymz

MIA: Missing in Action

Yup. Lost my phone. I had it one minute. Realized I no longer had it the next.

I have the most amazing ability to put something down and, no joke, not be able to find it 30 seconds later…

I get this from my dad…

I hate losing stuff.

But I'll look on the bright side, I know for a fact that it is somewhere in my house.

What's the worst thing you've ever lost?

My Day

So, one of my fav classes is Spanish 3…. Out of all my classes, the languages (like English and Spanish) are the ones that come most naturally…. If you could even call it that. J

My Spanish teacher rocks! She is an absolutely amazing teacher, is an awesome woman of God, and gets a ton done in class while still having time to let us play. Now, in the back of her room, a plethora of interesting items have conglomerated….. sometimes it is fun to go exploring through it with my buddy Meg Tops. She's great. And the boys, Charlie and Boston, just sit back and laugh at us. (haha…. There's only four of us in the entire class… it's the smallest class in the school, and we take pride in it. Thankyouverymuch.)

Today we found trash bags, a huge shirt that says "Fresh" in a really lime green on the front, and an old (really old) stereo. The sunglasses I had in my bag completed the ensemble of gangsta (me) and hobo (Megan):

Yeah… basically we think we are really cool.

Then our buddy Sammy, who was in the next class over, came to join the fun when the bell rang:

He's cool too. We are all cool. All three of us. We should get medals for coolness. Or plaques. But you can't wear a plaque… so we deserve medals. :o)

Btw, my super hip-and-cool Spanish teacher took this with her iphone, seeing as how we weren't allowed to use the cameras on our cell phones…. My school has a strict no cell phone rule. (I guess it makes a little sense) I love my friends. And sometimes my teachers.

My day was really great. How was yours?

Preparing for your future

So, real quick, everyone here remembers high school right? There are little life lessons to be gathered all through those four years that will later apply to future hopes and jobs. But today we are mostly addressing the lessons that can be taken from the lunchroom setting...

Pastoring, for instance, requires many many of life's lessons. And surprisingly, some are aquired in the high school lunch room.

Observe:

Ta-Da. My guess is that Dad's ability to subtract the "chewing" step from the general process of food consumption, is derived from his experience in the high school lunchroom.

Yeah... Disturbed? I'm not sure if am or not either.... Lol.

*Props to Pastor Mark, who took a sandwich to the head.

(Disclaimer: I'm sure that being a pastor of any kind requires more education than food fights and the standard "Tuesday Surprise" served in the cafeteria. And I'm sure that at times it is also more difficult than eating cheap fast food.)

:o)

...and i apologize that my title misleads you to think that this is a serious, life-impacting post. It's not.