The picture is taken looking into the Sandia Mountains in Albuquerque! Awe of God!
Another great day provided by the Lord! PRAISE HIM! I just thank the Lord so very much that I can run to ‘beat the band’ as we said in the old days! LOL! I told Sharon I bet I could beat all of our kids in a race, except Gretchen as she is a runner! I can run faster than some of the boys on the softball team, and I’m 64 on July 4th!
This time with Daisy running is so wonderful for my soul. I also talk to God has I run and climb up the hills. Let us all be thankful and take care of our temples. Get some of God’s fresh air and if you cannot run, walk of course.
When I was texted my Sister Deb yesterday in Reading, Minnesota she was out walking getting some fresh air. It is also a time to ‘clear the head’ another old fashion saying. Deb and her hubby Paul, just lost their doggy Marley, he was 13 and he passed away this week. I pray for such deep healing for Deb and Paul. Sharon and I are still hurting from Reno passing away in December of last year.
My blood sugar was 72 after the run!!! Just think a year ago this month it was at 299!!!! God healed me last month, I changed my diet 180 in one day and began to exercise more!
PTL!!! Go on a diet of no sugar for sure. No pasta. Just use common sense. My main challenge is that diabetes runs in my family, so God helped me defeat it! PTL! PTL!! I firmly beleive that if we take care of our temple and use a common sense diet and just turn over ourselves to God in everything, I mean everything, God will give us the will power to help heal, like changing our habits. Too many people eat what they should not, too many drink alcohol when they should not, too many folks smoke when they should not. Many do not exercise and are overweight.
I went from 181 to 166 pounds with my God given plan.
Have faith in God, drink the word and ways of God. Walk with him so very closely that you can tell me what flavor of gum He chews! LOL!
Hear God today and all days…..go into your prayer closet….do not listen to the ‘nothing noise’ of the world. Listen to God, not politics. It has been found that politics of harmful to your health! Thats what Dr. Dewey says anyhow! LOL!
GOD IS GOD OF EVERYTHING!
My Life verse:
“But my life is worth nothing to me unless I use it for finishing the work assigned me by the Lord Jesus—the work of telling others the Good News about the wonderful grace of God.” -Acts 20:24
From Yesterdays CUP:
I am getting many messages this morning as usual. I am blessed that people feel they can contact me about anything…..
From Dwayne Hickman from LaPorte, Indiana who works at a grocery store:
Really going crazy, the public is not good to deal with right now! They only care about themselves. We need to pray that America will get back to God.
I am thankful that here at our Smiths grocery store in Albuquerque it seems very peaceful. People are being very nice. The workers at the store are super nice.
He will yet fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy. Job 8:21
With all this in mind…..good clean humor always helps I beleive………I have always called this ‘Church Humor.” We used to run a comedy minute on KKIM Radio when I managed
the station from different Christian comedians.
This came from my dear sister in Christ Joann Young in Reserve, NM:
Grandma, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio
bench.. She didn’t
move, just sat with her head down staring at her hands.
When I sat down beside her she didn’t acknowledge my
presence and the
longer
I sat I wondered if she was OK.
Finally, not really wanting
to disturb her but wanting to check on her at
the same time, I asked her if
she was OK. She raised her head and looked at
me and smiled. ‘Yes, I’m
fine, thank you for asking,’ she said in a clear
voice strong.
‘I didn’t mean to disturb you, grandma, but you were just
sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were OK,’
I explained to her.
‘Have you ever looked at your hands,’ she asked.
‘I mean really looked
at your hands?’
I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I
turned them over, palms
up and then palms down. No, I guess I had never
really looked at my hands as
I tried to figure out the point she was
making.
Grandma smiled and related this story:
‘Stop and think
for a moment about the hands you have, how they have
served you well throughout your years.
These hands, though wrinkled shriveled and weak
have been the tools I have used all my life to reach out
and grab and embrace life.
‘They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler
I crashed upon the floor.
They put food in my mouth and clothes on my
back. As a child, my mother
taught me to fold them in prayer. They tied my
shoes and pulled on my boots.
They held my husband and wiped my tears when
he went off to war.
‘They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and
bent. They were uneasy
and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn son.
Decorated with my wedding
band they showed the world that I was married and
loved someone special.
They wrote my letters to him and trembled and
shook when I buried my
parents.
‘They have held my children and
grandchildren, consoled neighbors, and shook
in fists of anger when I
didn’t understand.
They have covered my face, combed my hair, and
washed and cleansed the rest
of my body. They have been sticky and wet,
bent and broken, dried and raw.
And to this day when not much of anything
else of me works real well these
hands hold me up, lay me down, and again
continue to fold in prayer.
‘These hands are the mark of where I’ve
been and the ruggedness of life.
But more importantly it will be these
hands that God will reach out and take
when he leads me home. And with my
hands He will lift me to His side and
there I will use these hands to touch
the face of God.
I will never look at my hands the same again. But I
remember God reached out
and took my grandma’s hands and led her home. When
my hands are hurt or sore
or when I stroke the face of my children and
husband I think of grandma. I
know she has been stroked and caressed and
held by the hands of God.
I, too, want to touch the face of God and
feel His hands upon my face.
When you receive this, say a prayer for
the person who sent it to you, and
watch God’s answer to prayer work in
your life. Let’s continue praying for
one another.
Thank you to Pastor Denzell Teague of Albuquerque, NM for sending this in! God Bless you Pastor!
