Happy Birthday America!
As we celebrate Independence Day in America, I am so conflicted.
Gossip
Three scenarios women never refer to as gossip..
Family the Way it Should Be
I am the daughter of Dave and Joyce Hoke...the Granddaughter of Pearl and Bud...the sister of Cindy and Judy...and more aunts and uncles and cousins than I can name. That is the family I was born into by birth. And I thank God for every single part of them...the good and bad. But in my lifetime I have been blessed to be born into another family...the family of God. What has that meant in my life? Let me break it down in practical ways.
Why I Never Needed the Boy Scouts
I remember the very first Pinewood Derby I ever saw.
Hope for the Double-Tongued
James 3:10 My brother out of the same mouth pour blessing and cursing. This should not be so.
Playing God
Well, I guess it's official. According to an article in the Baptist Press paper by Tom Strode, "Human cloning apparently has arrived." Some scientists in Oregon (big surprise, right?) report that they cloned human embryos. Their purpose was to produce stem cells. So, after only a few days of life, these scientists-turned-murderers "extracted" the stem cells.
Bye-Bye Boy Scouts
The Boy Scouts of America (BSA) signed its own death warrant at their national convention last week. Granted, they did not go all the way down the path of destruction. They now accept boys who are active homosexuals, but do not allow adult leaders who are active homosexuals to serve. But, if we have learned anything from our US Military, we know where this journey is going to end.
My Good Thing
"He who finds a wife finds a good thing and obtains favor from the Lord" (Proverbs 18:22).
A Mother's Baptism
A few weeks ago, God graced me with the honor of baptizing an 80+ year old mother and saint of King Jesus. Ms. Mildred, as we affectionately know her, cooks one of the best breakfasts I've ever had. It was during one of those breakfasts that she had prepared for me and my family that she asked to speak to me about something.
Teetering is Never Good
We have a Wii and we have a program called Wii fit. It is an exercise dealie . . . how in the world exercise could ever be thought of as fun is beyond me, but, anyway, one of the goals of this program is to create good posture and balance. Anyone who knows me knows that balance and me are, well, not well acquainted. I am the reason weebles wobble and do fall down. So, it is a hoot for my family to watch me "balance" on the Wii. There is one game in particular called soccer head. In soccer head you are supposed to stand on the Wii board and move your upper body to hit the soccer balls with your head. Now, this is a hard enough challenge but you also have to miss the stinking panda bears and dirty tennis shoes they throw at you. Well, I have consistently scored under 10. I see one coming to the left and jerk all the way left to get it, then to the right and jerk all the way to get it and then they throw one through the middle. I inevitably cannot get my body back to the middle. I cannot get it to stop swinging from one side to the other. The ones in the middle always get away, and the pandas and tennis shoes on the outside always kill me. No balance whatsoever!