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Daily Prompt: Morality Play

Where do your morals come from — your family? Your faith? Your philosophical worldview? How do you deal with those who don’t share them, or derive them from a different source?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us THE SOURCE.

I think we are born with morals

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but, it’s our way in reacting to that knowledge that leads us to what our morals become

As children our parents influence us greatly…

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is just a beginning…

Showing us with good examples… how they talk… how they treat people… their reaction to situations…

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most assuredly!

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… I make friends with their own taught morals… Do I switch to what I am hearing? … or do I stay strong in what was taught me?…

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of making our own choices starts to influence our morals

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We go to school… we go to work… we might get marriedk8117625

So many influences

In my case… I then had an encounter with accepting Christ‘s ways in my thinking…

I had an experience where I felt the love of God come into my heart…k0509118

Does this make me perfect and a good example of morals?…

No, it just influences my way of dealing with life… and my morals start to form

I try to follow His ways… because they… to me… make for good relationships… good judgement… lasting friendships… a good marriage… less problems… coping skills

and by living this way… I see goodness in others… can relate to others… and I feel at peaceMy morals have been formed!

Yes… I would like to tell people this is the way… but, all I can do is be an example… and hopefully others will come to this conclusion

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I’ve never found that forcing your moralsyour beliefs… which is what morals are… on anyone else…

We all have to find our own way!

Easter Celebrating!

19 Days until Easter

My Lord has risen and given me a wonderful chance at life…

I celebrate each day…k5468319

I feel this is more special than His Birth that we celebrate at Christmas…

Some have traditions at their church with services009v0100ec … some celebrate with family dinners and egg hunts with their children…

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some celebrate within themselves… saying quiet prayers… and reflecting on the story of our Christ told in the Bible

There is egg dyeingEaster Bunnies appear k8785927 … baskets of candies k12637787 flowers seem to know and start blooming k1935523 … girls are dressed up in their finery… and little boys have shiny shoes… pastel colors reign…

The sun is shining bright today… It wakes me up… gets me busy… I feel that Spring Fever they talk about…

Time to freshen up things… make things sparkle… and breathe in the fresh air

I feel awake after a long winter’s nap!…

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Knowing that my Grandkid’s love the thought of the Easter Bunny and that fun stuff… I decorate a little… Might not be for the kids… but, they sure are a good reason…

I pull out my little things I’ve tucked away… some forgotten about and some that I’ve refreshed…

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A little of this and that… for my centerpiece…

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I’ve stowed away little floating Carrot Candles… Little Duck candles… a Bunny Candle… and a set of salt /pepper shakers in a little holder…

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Wood Bunny basket… waiting for some eggs or candy…

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My dyed eggs will definitely go here!…

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She is just so cute… Ceramic Bunny Lady with her cart… Candy needed!

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Forgot about my miniature Bunny/Chick…  Salt/Pepper Shakers…

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Window clings… easiest decoration idea I know…

Looking out my kitchen window…One of my favorite spots in my house…

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redid Forsythia Wreath (like a hundred times!)…

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Brown furry Bunny and Pink/Yellow Eggs…

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My flag is hung…says Happy Easter!

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as it blows in the breeze…

Happy Easter Everyone!

Acclamations of “JOY”!

Gift…

Have you ever lost your JOY… I say lost…because I always FIND it again… I sometimes lose it when I’m disappointed, feeling lonely, sick, have a loss, things just not going “My Way“… I love the feeling of JOY  in my life… It makes me feel good… no other way to say it… It means everything is going in the right direction… I have found when JOY is not in my life… I seem to have tried to do things all by myself… and then I realize my “Helper” is always in my voice’s reach… So I go to my Lord in prayer  … asking forgiveness first… asking for guidance nextacting on His words that He lies on my heart and thanking Him as my JOY is returned…

“JOY”

There is JOY in being-

In a world like ours.

There is JOY in seeing-

It’s people and powers.

There is JOY in love-

We give one another.

There is JOY from above-

We extend to our brother.

There is JOY in our children-

Given by Him to us.

There is JOY in a friend-

Which I feel is a must.

There is JOY in speaking-

To someone of Christ.

There is JOY in seeking-

In just being nice.

There is JOY in each day-

That we spend here on Earth.

There is JOY in a sunray-

Seeing someone’s worth.

There is JOY in saddness-

Believe it or not.

There is JOY in happiness-

In everything got.

There is JOY in each night-

That sometimes we fear.

There is JOY in the light-

The sounds that we hear.

There is JOY in talking-

To someone we trust.

There is JOY in walking-

And things that are just.

There is JOY in belief-

In the “One” up above.

There is JOY in relief-

He gives through His love.

There is JOY in living-

Every day we are here.

There is JOY in giving-

To love-ones so dear.

There is JOY everywhere-

If we open our eyes.

There is JOY to care-

Learning to be wise.

By: Marilyn Kay Griffin – August 8, 1983 – mkg

“Believing”… Is Not Imaginary!

Gift…

I find myself having more faith  every day… To believe in my Lord has become a real part of me  … I find it easier and easier to say the words…”I believe!”  … As a young Christian  we don’t want to be made fun of… ridiculed… talked about… told what we believe is just imaginary … so we shy away from what we know is the Truth and keep our saved soul to ourselves… As I get older and mature… “I am who I am”… and I know what I felt so many years ago only becomes better … becomes easier… becomes a stronger part of who I really am!… Just believing has changed me into who I am today … and I like that person!

“Belief”

What do you believe in?

Can you answer that?

Is it something that has been?

Or, something you’re working at.

Can you tell me what it is?

That keeps you feeling strong.-

Can the strength be “His”?

Keeping you from doing wrong.

Can you put it in a word?

Why you believe this way-

Is it something you heard?

Or, do you live it day by day.

Can your belief be called faith?

Does it have another name?

Does it give you relief?

Where is it that it came?

You found it in Jesus

Is that how it was?

“He” loves and keeps us-

And forgives us as “He” does.

Belief in the Truth-

“He” left in “His” word-

That’s written proof-

Of things you have heard.

Belief in the “One”-

Who died for us-

“His” victory has been won-

Righteously and just!

By: Marilyn Kay Griffin – July 28, 1983 – mkg

“Be Careful!”

Memory…

I guess I said, “Be Careful!”  to my boys 100 times as they were growing up and now I say the same thing to my Grandchildren… even my husband!  … “Be Careful” seems to cover them with protection in my eyes… I hope it makes them more aware of what is going on around them… To make good decisions … to think before they act… and be on the look out for the mistakes of others that may affect them… They just look at me and say, “OK” but, actually I think it makes them feel better too…

“Be Careful” 

Be careful to listen-

When someone asks you how?

When they have a question-

About how to pray and bow.

Be careful to tell them-

How easy it is to do-

Their eyes will open-

But, it depends on you!

Be careful to teach-

Al that you have learned-

You’ll be able to reach-

All those that are concerned.

Be careful when leading-

Someone to Christ

It’s through your pleading-

And “His” sacrifice.

Be careful to help-

And be there when in need-

Look to God up above-

“His” words you must heed.

Be careful to keep-

“His” words in your heart-

The harvest “He’ll” reap-

If “His” truths you impart.

Be careful as “He”-

With the life you live-

“He” will always be-

There to love and forgive.

Be careful with the call-

That’s been shown to you-

We’re to tell all-

Not just a few!

By: Marilyn Kay Griffin – July 25, 1983 – mkg

“The Spirit of God”

Gift…

After looking for my lost (misplaced) Birth Certificate  I ran across some poems I had written in July 1983… 29 years ago … As you can tell … I am a keeper of “some” things … I reread them… only to change a few words… I felt inspired at that time… “Who by?”, you ask?… My LordMy Savior… My sweet Jesus … is all I can say… We were having such difficulties at that time… and it seems if you are a “Believer”… that’s when your closeness to the power you believe in becomes so relevant  … I remember not being able to sleep at night … so I would get up and on a sheet of paper jot down my thoughts… As I said… It seemed as though I had no control of the words I was writing down on paper … but, the help they gave me was tremendous!… I then typed them on an old typewriter  I had… just on notebook paper… They weren’t really for anyone but, myself… They gave me peace … and a way to cope with my consequences… As I read them this week I am “compelled” to share them now… Maybe someone will gain some strength  from the simple words of a young woman in need…

“The Spirit of God

The “Spirit of God” dwells inside,

Lying there in wait,

It came to us when “He” died,

Through “His” love , not hate.

When we give our life to save,

The “Spirit” comes alive,

It is something God gave,

Nothing we should hide.

The “Spirit” works as our guide,

Helping us through strife,

In “Him” we should abide,

Enjoying abundance of life.

We need to open up our hearts,

And let the “Spirit” in,

Never will it depart,

It’s there, instead of sin.

The “Spirit” fills with happiness,

Allowing us to care,

If only we will confess,

We’ll gain a love so rare!

Just open up our hearts to listen,

As the love of God it proves,

Left to comfort and to strengthen,

The “Spirit of God” moves.

By: Marilyn Kay Griffin “mkg”… July-1983

“Threadbare and Worn”…

Keepsake…

I usually write my own BLOGS … but, this laid heavy on my heart today… so I’m passing it on… An e-mail just forwarded as usual…but, it said a lot about how I’m feeling at the end of this year… I hope to remember this little story someone wrote as I enter into a brand New Year… hopefully with a lighter heart … 

“Quilt of Holes” 

As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord along with all the other souls.
Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles ; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together into a tapestry that is our life.
But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced with in everyday life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all.
I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny hole here and there, the other tapestries  were filled with rich color and the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened .
My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and empty, like binding air.
Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the light , the scrutiny of truth. The others rose; each in turn, holding up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been. My angel looked upon me, and nodded for me to rise.
My gaze dropped to the ground in shame I hadn’t had all the earthly fortunes. I had love in my life, and laughter. But there had also been trials of illness, and wealth, and false accusations that took from me my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times. I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer , asking for help and guidance in my life. I had often been held up to ridicule, which I endured painfully, each time offering it up to the Father in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who unfairly judged me.
And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I had to accept it for what it was.
I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes.
Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many holes, creating an image, the face of Christ . Then our Lord stood before me, with warmth and love in His eyes. He said, “Every time you gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles. Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me shine through , until there was more of Me than there was of you”.
May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine through!
God determines who walks into your life …it’s up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.

So. I in turn pass this on to you… May your “Quilt” become threadbare and worn… I’ve always thought they were more beautiful… and our hearts will become lighter… as we cover ourselves with them…