7/20/2005
Jesus loves me this I know
Teaching VBS this week. . .Kindergarten thru Second Grade. Tonight I was telling the kids that the Bible says that Satan is the father of lies and that just like we speak English as our native language, lying is Satan's native language. One of the little girls waved her hand until I called on her.
"Then the truth is God's native language, right?" she asked.
Out of the mouths of babes.
Humans bend and stretch the truth to suit our purposes, but God's native language is the pure straight truth. Jesus died on the cross, yet won the victory over that death by rising again. Truth. He did all this so that you and I can go to Heaven. Truth. His love for us is as immeasurable as our capacity to sin. Truth.
Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so. . .
Goodnight!
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"Then the truth is God's native language, right?" she asked.
Out of the mouths of babes.
Humans bend and stretch the truth to suit our purposes, but God's native language is the pure straight truth. Jesus died on the cross, yet won the victory over that death by rising again. Truth. He did all this so that you and I can go to Heaven. Truth. His love for us is as immeasurable as our capacity to sin. Truth.
Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so. . .
Goodnight!
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7/12/2005
Ten. . Uh, Twelve Things I Miss About My Childhood
Ten Things I Miss About My Childhood
1. Being together with my sisters and brother and Mama and Daddy.
2. Skating on the 'pond' in the winter and coming in to drink homemade hot chocolate and warm our frostbitten toes by the stove.
3. Walking over to Aunt Irene's to get the mail.
4. Having Sunday morning bible class outside under the trees.
5. Playing with my cousins
6. Climbing my mimosa tree and reading a book up there. (Or raking the freshly mown grass into a circular fort and reading a book in there.)
7. Watching Gilligan's Island
8. Going to Hootenannies on Saturday night
9. Listening to Mama and Daddy sing "Don't Fence Me In" on car trips up to the cabin at Fifty-six. (To my siblings - Remember the time that cow was in the living room when we got there? Or the time I let the toilet paper roll go and held onto the paper. I TP'ed a whole mountain without meaning to.)
10.My Grandpa coming over to visit and bringing Circus Peanuts.
Ah. . do I have to stop?? Maybe another time I'll do more. Rachel and Tracey both just did five, so I feel like a hog already. :) (But it's really hard for me to leave this subject without including going down to the rice flume ditch to swim with all of us packed into Daddy's old Scout and also, filling notebooks with really bad poetry that came from my melodramatic heart. Hee-hee. I snuck two more in anyway.)
Sign the guestbook, please!! I love to know you stopped by. :)
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1. Being together with my sisters and brother and Mama and Daddy.
2. Skating on the 'pond' in the winter and coming in to drink homemade hot chocolate and warm our frostbitten toes by the stove.
3. Walking over to Aunt Irene's to get the mail.
4. Having Sunday morning bible class outside under the trees.
5. Playing with my cousins
6. Climbing my mimosa tree and reading a book up there. (Or raking the freshly mown grass into a circular fort and reading a book in there.)
7. Watching Gilligan's Island
8. Going to Hootenannies on Saturday night
9. Listening to Mama and Daddy sing "Don't Fence Me In" on car trips up to the cabin at Fifty-six. (To my siblings - Remember the time that cow was in the living room when we got there? Or the time I let the toilet paper roll go and held onto the paper. I TP'ed a whole mountain without meaning to.)
10.My Grandpa coming over to visit and bringing Circus Peanuts.
Ah. . do I have to stop?? Maybe another time I'll do more. Rachel and Tracey both just did five, so I feel like a hog already. :) (But it's really hard for me to leave this subject without including going down to the rice flume ditch to swim with all of us packed into Daddy's old Scout and also, filling notebooks with really bad poetry that came from my melodramatic heart. Hee-hee. I snuck two more in anyway.)
Sign the guestbook, please!! I love to know you stopped by. :)
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Ooo, those are so good. Mine were kinds cheesy and not really personal. I should redo them. Ya'll inspired me.
Love, Rachel
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Love, Rachel
