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Weekly Photo Challenge : BROKEN

The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.  PSALM 34:18

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. PSALM 147:3

My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart you, God, will not despise. PSALM 51:17

This week’s photo challenge topic resonated with me as more of a feeling, than of an object that was broken, like a broken plate or broken lamp.  I am a broken person.  WE are all broken people, in some way, shape or form, whether physically, emotionally or spiritually.  For me, personally, I find my strength, hope, and completeness through Jesus.  Though there are countless times that I struggle daily with my own self, it is only when I truly and fully surrender myself at my most, broken and vulnerable state, can He work through me and change me.

This picture is of a boy I had worked with in a group home that was for abused and neglected children.  Talk about a representation of someone who was truly broken on the inside.  Yet even he knew he could go to Jesus, to be healed of his brokenness and find strength daily.


Now what’s he going to say

Harold Camping predicted that yesterday, 5/21/11, the world was going to end; that those who believed in Christ would be raptured (taken to heaven) and then God would unleash his powers on the rest of the world until the world comes to its end in October 2011.  Clearly, that did not happen.  The Bible states in Matthew 24:36 “No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father.”  So I really don’t know why or how this man thought he could use mathematical equations to make this prediction.

I can only imagine what was going through this man’s mind last night and then today.  I assume he shut himself off from the rest of the world and his thousands of angry/confused followers.  It was reported today that he finally spoke this:

“I’m looking for answers,” Camping said, adding that meant frequent prayer and consultations with friends.

“But now I have nothing else to say,” he said, closing the door to his home. “I’ll be back to work Monday and will say more then.”

Because of the wrong prediction of Harold Camping, many of his followers have quit their jobs, sold everything they have, and even spent all their money in preparation for the doomsday. And now, most of them are broke, confused, and left hanging.

Another irreparable effect is how most “Christians” are being hounded with jokes and ridicule by Atheists nationwide. Some people were even forced to defend their faith in public places because of this widespread failed prediction.

I’ll be curious to see how he handles this situation and tries to explain why we are all still here.

Did any of you believe his prediction?  Did you do anything to commemorate the world ending and/or not ending?

Kids say the darndest things…about church

My grandmother forwarded this to me yesterday and I thought it was too cute so I wanted to share it with you all:

A little boy was attending his first wedding.
After the service, his cousin asked him,
“How many women can a man marry?”
“Sixteen,” the boy responded.
His cousin was amazed that he had an answer so quickly.
“How do you know that?”
“Easy,” the little boy said.
“All you have to do is add it up, like the pastor said,
4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer.”

After a church service on Sunday morning, a young boy suddenly
announced to his mother,
“Mom, I’ve decided to become a minister when I grow up.”
“That’s okay with us, but what made you decide that?”
“Well,” said the little boy, “I have to go to church on Sunday anyway,
And I figure it will be more fun to stand up and yell, than to sit and listen.”

A 6-year-old was overheard reciting the Lord’s Prayer at a church service,
“And forgive us our trash passes, as we forgive those who passed trash
against us.”

A boy was watching his father, a pastor, write a sermon.
“How do you know what to say?” he asked.
“Why, God tells me.”
“Oh, then why do you keep crossing things out?”

A little girl became restless as the preacher’s sermon dragged on and on.
Finally, she leaned over to her mother and whispered,
“Mommy, if we give him the money now, will he let us go?”

Ms. Terri asked her Sunday School class to draw pictures of their
favorite Bible stories.
She was puzzled by Kyle’s picture, which showed four people on an airplane,
So she asked him which story it was meant to represent.
“The Flight to Egypt ,” was his reply.
Pointing at each figure, Ms. Terri said, “That must be Mary, Joseph,
and Baby Jesus.
But who’s the fourth person?”
“Oh, that’s Pontius – the pilot!”

The Sunday School Teacher asks,
“Now, Johnny, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?”
“No ma’am,” little Johnny replies, I don’t have to. My mom is a good cook.”

This is the best one.

A little girl was sitting on her grandfather’s lap as he read her a
bedtime story.
From time to time, she would take her eyes off the book and reach up
to touch his wrinkled cheek.
She was alternately stroking her own cheek, then his again.
Finally she spoke up, “Grandpa, did God make you?”
“Yes, sweetheart,” he answered, “God made me a long time ago.”
“Oh,” she paused, “Grandpa, did God make me too?”
“Yes, indeed, honey,” he said, “God made you just a little while ago.”
Feeling their respective faces again, she observed,
“God’s getting better at it, isn’t he ?”

Do you have any funny stories you have heard kids say related to church?

Weekly Photo Challenge: REFUGE



1. shelter or protection from danger, trouble, etc.: to take refuge from a storm

2. a place of shelter, protection, or safety.

3. anything to which one has recourse for aid, relief, or escape.

1.  security, safety. 2.  asylum, retreat, sanctuary, haven, stronghold.

“As for God, his way is perfect:  The LORD’s word is flawless;  he shields all who take refuge in him. ~2 Samuel 22:31

” The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed,  a stronghold in times of trouble.” ~ Psalm 9:9

“The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.” ~ Psalm 18:2

Holes In My Heart

(Here is my first ever attempt at writing a poem)

Holes in my heart

There are holes in my heart,

that was once so full and complete.

Now replaced with bad memories and experiences

I don’t want to repeat.

Each memory has stripped it away

little by little.

Taking away a small part of me,

Tearing my heart down the middle.

I’ve pushed the bad memories

down deep inside,

wishing forever

they would stay there and hide.

But then once in awhile,

those memories come flooding back.

Causing me pain and sorrow,

feeling like my heart just got another whack.

It will be okay, I tell myself

Those are things of the past.

I’ve made my mistakes and moved on,

wishing the pain not to last.

These holes remain,

but some have gotten smaller.

And I myself,

got a little bit stronger.

In these times

I’m down on my knees,

Crying out to God,

To heal my heart please.

In these holes,

His love can shine through.

Healing me from the inside out,

restoring me,  making me like new.


“Watch over your heart with all diligence, For from it flow the springs of life.”  Proverbs 4:23 (NASB)

Where’s the lake?

Today my friend Diane and I had decided we were going to work on one of our photo projects and the goal was to head up to the mountains to go to the lake, because I needed “still water” pictures from the lake, as well as some snow.  I so appreciate Diane’s willingness to go along with me on my project ideas and they always turn into some kind of memorable adventures.  Today was no different.  Our journey started out with missing our freeway exit, so we eventually realized it and turned around to back track to the right road.  Then we stopped at the first destination, but were pretty disappointed with the setting.  The “lake” was more like a tiny pond, and was full of metal and other objects, leaving it unable to be photographed.  We then headed up the big mountain towards our second destination.  Diane had been to this lake before but the road we tried to take was blocked off.  Then we drove around looking for another roadway in to the lake area.  We got lost and ended up going in circles.  We went off-road a bit and ran into some guys that tried to point us in the right direction.  Once we turned around, we went where they instructed us, and ended up where we started from, from the beginning…the blocked off road.  Diane knew of another way to get there by hiking in. So we went to park the car, and almost got hit by another car.  Once parked, we began our trek along the trail to look for the lake.  We came across some puddles and a small little creek, some snow, and turned over trees, blocking our path.  After hiking for awhile, and stopping to rest, we realized that there was actually a small lake, much more accessible, about 2 miles from MY HOUSE!  I have never been there, so I didn’t know about it.  Doesn’t it figure that sometimes the things you are seeking out and will spend so much effort and energy to find, can sometimes be right in front of you?  So we never found our lake today, but we enjoyed all the laughs along the way, and got to see some of the beauty that God put in our path (pun intended) as we hiked along the way….such as the beautiful, snow-capped mountains, the trails, the trees, the creek, the blue sky, and just enjoying the smell of the pine, and most of the peace and quiet only found deep into the trail, away from the cars, other people, and all the other cares of the world.

The road of life twists and turns and no two directions are ever the same. Yet our lessons come from the journey, not the destination.”  ~Don Williams, Jr.

“Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity, but in doing it.”  ~Greg Anderson

Here are a few photos from today’s journey: