Is God Great or What?!?


I hope you are not tired of hearing my God stories because He is one of my favourite topics. This came my way yesterday and is too good not to share:

  • When God Sends You Help, Don’t Ask Questions
     She hurried to the pharmacy to get medication, got back to her car and found that she had locked her keys inside.  The woman found an old rusty coat hanger left on the ground.  She looked at it and said, “I don’t know how to use this.” She bowed her head and asked God to send her some help. Within 5 minutes a beat-up old motorcycle pulled up, driven by a bearded man who was wearing an old biker skull rag.  He got off of his cycle and asked if he could help.  She said:  “Yes, my daughter is sick. but I’ve locked my keys in my car.  I must get home.  Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?”He said, “Sure.”  He walked over to the car, and in less than a minute, the car door was open.  She hugged the man and through tears, softly said, “Thank you, God, for sending me such a very nice man.” The man heard her little prayer and replied, “Lady, I am not a nice man.  I just got out of prison yesterday; I was in prison for car theft.”  The woman hugged the man again, sobbing, “Oh, thank you, God!  You even sent me a professional.” Is God great or what!?!                  

When God Wants Your Attention


The following short story is another excerpt from My Precious Life, the book.

A banner heralding the message ‘I’ve found it! You can find it too!’ had been hanging in my teenage son’s room for several weeks. Whenever I looked at it I wondered what it meant. I asked my son but he didn’t know. Someone had given it to him and posters are posters so up on the wall it went. It nibbled at my mind every time I looked at it. One evening my youngest son, then ten, asked “Mom, what does that sign mean?” “I don’t know,” I admitted, “but I’ll find out.”

At that precise moment the phone rang. It was a soft-spoken woman who asked, “Have you seen a sign around with the message ‘I’ve found it, you can find it too’?” The hair stood up on my arms and they began to tingle. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Yes” I timidly replied, “I have.” “Do you know what it means?” was her next question. “No,” I admitted, feeling the tingling sensation overwhelming my body. She went on to explain that it was a message from several inter-denominational churches attempting to lead people to, or back to God and the church.

As the conversation progressed my caller asked permission to pray with me. How could I say no? It was a simple prayer, then she thanked me for listening, saying mine was the first positive response she had received after many calls. When I told her why, she was silent for a moment before quietly stating, “God does work in mysterious ways.” It was to be a life changing moment for me but I didn’t know it then.

Not long after that one of my youngest son’s friends asked him to go to church with him and his mother. He enjoyed going to Sunday school with his friend. One Sunday as he was getting ready to leave he said, “Mom, if you come to church with me today you will get a rose. All the moms who come will get one.” “Not today, dear,” I replied, “I have a lot to do. You run along.” I turned back to reading the newspaper. Suddenly, I found myself racing up the stairs. “Wait for me,” I called, “I’ll go with you!” Slipping into something suitable I was ready in no time. It was the strangest feeling; almost like invisible hands were gently nudging me along.

After the service my son introduced me to his teacher. She told me he had shared the banner story with the class. “When he got to the part about the phone call,” she said, “my senses came alive. It was I who called you, Mrs. Boyes. I made many, many calls that night and yours was the only positive response.” “What a blessing to have you and your son with us this morning.”

That was the beginning of my real spiritual journey. I learned how to listen for the still, small voice of God. I learned how to pray effectively. I learned how to look for the miracles in everyday life. But most of all I learned that when God wants to get your attention he starts with a little nibble, patiently waits until you take the bait then reels you in hook, line and sinker.

My son now works in an environment where helping people is the main criteria. His friend became a full time minister. As for me, I don’t just go to church, I am involved in many ways. I still love listening for the still, small voice and when He says, “You go, girl,” He’s got my attention.

A Concept of God?


This came my way yesterday and to my mind certainly provides food for thought. Happy Sunday.

  • In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other: “Do you believe in life after delivery?” The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.”

    “Nonsense,” said the first. “There is no life after delivery. What kind of life would that be?”

    The second said, “I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths. Maybe we will have other senses that we can’t understand now.”

    The first replied, “That is absurd. Walking is impossible. And eating with our mouths? Ridiculous! The umbilical cord supplies nutrition and everything we need. But the umbilical cord is so short. Life after delivery is to be logically excluded.”

    The second insisted, “Well I think there is something and maybe it’s different than it is here. Maybe we won’t need this physical cord anymore.”

    The first replied, “Nonsense. And moreover, if there is life, then why has no one ever come back from there? Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery, there is nothing but darkness and silence and oblivion. It takes us nowhere.”

    “Well, I don’t know,” said the second, “but certainly we will meet Mother and she will take care of us.”

    The first replied “Mother? You actually believe in Mother? That’s laughable. If Mother exists then where is She now?”

    The second said, “She is all around us. We are surrounded by her. We are of Her. It is in Her that we live. Without Her, this world would not and could not exist.”

    Said the first: “Well I don’t see Her, so it is only logical that She doesn’t exist.”

    To which the second replied, “Sometimes, when you’re in silence and you focus and listen, you can perceive Her presence, and you can hear Her loving voice, calling down from above.”

    Maybe this was one of the best explanations of the concept of GOD.

Prayer for Protection


In 1977, while on vacation in Trinidad, I was introduced to Silent Unity, a 24/7 prayer ministry using affirmative prayer to provide others with faith, courage and strength. A delightful old woman named Miss gave me their devotional magazine, Daily Word, to take home. I subscribed to it for many years and have recently been re-introduced to this wonderful organization. The following prayer has been in my possession for over forty years and is within my daily vision. Happy Sunday.

“The light of God surrounds me; The love of God enfolds me; The power of God protects me; The presence of God watches over me. Wherever I am, God is!” James Dillet Freeman (March 20, 1912 – April 9, 2003)

Where Am I From?


On Thursday I picked up a library book, Memories of Heaven, by Dr. Wayne Dyer (one of my favorite authors) and Dee Garnes, who was his assistant at one time. It is a collection of short stories about very young children remembering where they were before they were born. It is a fascinating and easy read.

Many of the related memories are of being with God and choosing the parents they wanted to be born to. Some are of being here for a short time in another life and deciding to leave at an early age, (child deaths). Some related to changing their minds in the womb and not completing their journey, (miscarriages).

Because I have an open mind about so many things it is easy for me to read this book and consider the possibilities of these tiny testimonies. Besides, when my youngest son was just over two years old, he suddenly stated during a nap time, “I died you know, Mommy.”

I had had a miscarriage three years before he was born.

It makes it easy to wonder where am I from? Happy Saturday.

What the Thinkers Think of God


I’m always interested in what others think of God and so it is that I convey the thoughts of some top thinkers today.

The beginning of power is consciously opening our minds to God and being receptive to his presence, his spirit, his voice and his will.  Charles L. Allen

To know God is to live.  Leo Tolstoy

Never measure God’s unlimited power by your limited expectations. (Our Daily Bread Magazine 2010)

I want to know God’s thoughts; the rest are details.  — Albert Einstein
People see God every day, they just don’t recognize him.  Pearl Bailey
“I can see how it might be possible for a man to look down upon the earth and be an atheist, but I cannot conceive how a man could look up into the heavens and say there is no God.”  Abraham Lincoln
I’ll leave it at that and perhaps visit this subject another time.

 

 

 

Armchair Golfer


I guess you could call me an armchair golfer; if I don’t feel like going out I’ll stay at home and putter or maybe iron a tee.

If I need some greens I’ll call a driver to take me out because it’s a fair way to the store.

Sometimes I like to walk in the woods, but I also enjoy going to a ball and a chance to bogey…(or is it boogie?)

Of course I love the birdies and often feel on par with them when I feel like soaring like an eagle.

My armchair golf shoes are worn out; there’s even a hole in one.

Am I handicapped being an armchair golfer? If you think so, please call fore! before you rough me up, take a swing at me, or cart me off for trying to know the game before I know the score. 

“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith;” 2 Timothy 4:7 Happy Sunday.

PS: God does have a sense of humor. ‘He will yet fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy. Job 8: 21

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Out of the Ordinary


There are so many things on the face of this earth that are unexplainable, unbelievable, and out of the ordinary. I love when I stumble on one of them like this beauty. This is the caption that accompanied it: Can you believe how beautiful this bird is – God does good work!!! If God cares this much about a bird, can you only imagine how much he loves us. Just look at those colors! Happy Saturday.

.CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW BEAUTIFUL THIS BIRD IS - GOD DOES GOOD WORK !!! IF GOD CARES THIS MUCH ABOUT A BIRD, CAN YOU ONLY IMAGINE HOW MUCH HE LOVES US.

Living Proof


There are so many arguments about God and science, the premise being that science can be proved and God cannot. This brings me to the conclusion that God is the ultimate Scientist and we are the proof.

It reminds me of that old saying, ‘the proof is in the pudding’. This is said to mean the proof of the pudding is in the eating which is also said to mean that you can only judge the quality of something after you have tried, used or experienced it. (Internet May 27, 2020)

I choose to believe I am a child of God rather than a tadpole and that the ultimate Scientist taught earthly scientists everything they know.

A neurosurgeon once stated that the brain is the artwork of God.

Take Stephen Hawking, renowned scientist who was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s Disease (ALS) in 1963 at the age of 21. Mr. Hawking’s life expectancy at that time was two years and yet he was seventy-six when he died in 2018.

Hawking once wrote that achieving a theory of everything would be the ultimate triumph of human reason…for then we should know the mind of God. (A Brief History of Time).

A self proclaimed Atheist, Stephen Hawking, to my mind, was living proof that God is the ultimate scientist.