"Lay it Down""Place your gold in the dust," said the gentleman.
"Everything you value--lay it down."
I hesitated before slowly placing my treasure on the ground.
My family, my home, all I value on earth,
I piled in heaps at his feet in the dirt. When I looked back up
an awesome thing had begun,
his face was shining in strength like the sun.
His countenance glowed--this was no mere man!
Without the gold's gleam in my eyes,
I could see nail-prints in his hands.
He said, "I once made a promise,
and it is still for you today.
The promises I make never pass away.
Lay your treasure in the dust and you will see,
I'll become sufficient in your sight when you rest
your gaze on me.
I'll become your gold and silver if you lay down your own,
and you'll never know it's missing, you'll never know
it's gone."
"What's in your pasture?"So you wandered into mindless entertainment, empty chatter and distorted morals. And you wonder if it really matters? Well, the scripture promises that according to your pasture are you fed. Consider that your feed, is what you watch, sing, and read-and know that your mind is continually programming the data it receives. It might sink in your subconscious, but it will filter through your feed.
"How do you seek God?"Matthew 6:33 read, "Seek ye first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added unto you." Have you ever felt like you gave it your best effort, seeking God that is, and he didn't keep his end of the bargain? I have, and then one day I lost an expensive contact, (yep, this was way before disposables), And God showed me something about seeking. Let me tell you how I sought that contact. I got down on my hands and knees with one intention-to find that contact before I got up. It was important enough to me to drop whatever I was about to do. I had to quit looking several times to tend to other things, but all through the day, every spare minute, I was right back there looking again. By now you might've caught the analogy. I don't know about you, but that's not at all how I'd been seeking God. Most of us don't. We're all more prone to looking around for Him casually when we get the chance. I've since found that God will honor His word in my life-when I obey it.
"Some deny there is a God"
Some deny there is a God and alone their thoughts give chase.
Who then-how?
Some admit there could be a God somewhere,
far removed from the intimacy of man.
Some hold as gods that which man has made,
Or man himself decreed.
Still others find God, the Living Water
that quenches their thirsting soul.
The atheist label them weak, the religious
call them extremists, troublemakers.
The pagan may even allow them to add their God to his.
But each man,
when the crowds disperse, must go home alone.
And beneath his chest a question beats,
"Could it really be? And if so, could it be for me?"
The enemy masked, will try and damn their soul.
He'll tighten the atheist's chains by suggesting that
mere intelligence disproves such folly.
To the proud religious, he will offer the pacifying balm of tradition.
He'll test the loyalty of the pagan, "to thine own soul be true."
Some will dismiss it all,
others will try it in part.
And a remnant will find the Maker of their soul.
"An Efficient Tool"Sometimes I worry about how efficient a tool I am to my Father. A carpenter can see a beautiful home in his mind, but if the hammer is lost and the nails are rusty, the job will go unfinished. Oh, Lord, may You never reach for me to use in a special situation and find me broken and useless for the job. (Psalms 37:5-6)
"Living Stones"In I Peter it says believers are stones that build the spiritual house of God. Have you ever played on a pile of rocks? Even if it's been a long time, you should remember how easy it was to touch one rock and cause a bunch more to slide down? I hope that's not the way it is with our spiritual pile of rocks. I wonder…could there be others just barely hanging in, and one little slipup from me could cause them to tumble down? I'm reminded of the warning about being a stumbling block. I think I'll weight myself down with prayer and scripture-lest I cause a rockslide.
"An Overheard Conversation""Hello, may I speak to Tom?"
"This is he, may I ask who's calling?"
"You don't recognize my voice?"
"No, should I?"
"You should."
"Have me met?"
"We have, but I haven't heard from you lately."
"Well, I've been busy. Sorry, but I still can't place your voice."
That hurts. At one time I thought we'd become inseparable."
"Hey, wait, could you be?"
"Yes."
"Really! Listen, I've thought about you a lot."
"You don't say?"
"No kidding, I have. Look; let's get together soon. I'm busy today and tomorrow is my only day off. How about Sunday?
Maybe I'll see you at church!"
"I doubt it. I just don't know a lot of people there anymore.
Why don't you go ahead with your plans, and let me know when you get a little time on your hands. We'll get together…"
"Okay, bye now and take care."
CLICK….
"Yeah, you too, I just hope it won't be too late."
"My Refuge"
From Volume I Issue I
There are many kinds of places to go to for help these days. There are all types of half-way houses, overnight shelters, and support groups; and let me be quick to say that the majority of them are doing a fantastic job. But, may I recommend mine? Its advertised in the Bible in the 48th chapter of Psalms. It’s called “Mount Zion and its situated on the sides of the north. It's the city of a great King," Psalms 48. The psalmist goes on to say that God has made himself known in the palace for a refugee.
Myself, I go to Mount Zion daily. Many times I'm bruised and wounded from the realities of life. But I like it best when I'm not there for therapy. On those days I like to skip around the palace and explore the rooms. There are so many that have never been opened; I find something new every day. So, if you're looking for some lasting help, I urge you to go to Mount Zion. Oh yeah, and if you don't know the way--give me a holler--I've got directions.
"Find Me Alone"
From Volume I Issue II
I was staring vaguely at a grassy field
from a window at home
and I almost didn't see the two people
walking along.
There was a girl picking flowers dancing
merrily around,
and a man smiling kindly-attentive to
her sounds.
Then he began talking and she drew to
his side,
I couldn't quite see his face but I heard him
confide--
"I wait for you daily,
listening for your voice.
I could demand your attention,
but I give you that choice.
Sometimes you're really earnest
as you listen for my words,
always I'm speaking, but seldom
have you heard.
For you can find me in a crowd,
and you can find me in a song,
But you'll never find me sweeter
Than when you find me alone."
I wanted so to glimpse his face,
And as I struggled to see,
The girl turned slowly
And I recognized me.
Shellie
"Omnipotent God"
From Volume I Issue III
I lay in bed Monday night weaving together the shreds of my faith in my hands, the word "acceptance" rolling around in my mind. I'll try to be brief. My husband and I have a 6'2" high school junior who dreams of playing college basketball. He has worked tirelessly over the years in pursuit of his life's goals. Last year he blew his left knee out playing football and had total reconstructive surgery, causing him to miss his sophomore basketball season. This past Friday morning I prayed for Phillip's protection from injury on the football field. That night he reinjured his knee (yes, playing football). After a phsyical exam he was scheduled for arthoscopic surgery Monday
morning, a much simpler procedure, as the doctors all felt his ACL was intact. They expected to find only torn cartlidge and tissue. That was not the case. Instead they discovered his ACL ligament was completely torn into--meaning he must
have total reconstruction, again. What of his basketball season? What of his life's dream? Only time will tell. My emotions were all over the place. (Sometimes they still are.) But, this is what I believe:
I believe my prayers Friday morning were heard. I believe in the omnipotent God I spoke of above. I believe the hardest part of the Christian walk on this earth must be "acceptance".
I asked for one thing--I got something else. We are not in charge, He is...My response can only be, "So be it. Blessed be the name of the Lord." And then we woke up Tuesday morning in this strange new
world. I urge you to hold onto your faith. Ask questions, cry, rant and rave if you have to. But hold onto your faith. "Blessed be the name of the Lord." Shellie
"Solid Ground"
From Volume I Issue IV
I wrote this little analogy about the condition of our faith. It's meant to underscore the necessity of spending time in Bible study and prayer: My house is built on solid ground. I had the land surveyed
before I started building. So, when it started shaking I was greatly disturbed, for I knew the problem lay not with the land. I called in my architect and he came and took a solemn look around. Imagine my surprise when he took me
aside and shared with me the seriousness of my problem. It seemed my house was in terrible shape, no upkeep, no repairs, there was dust everywhere. That day he helped me clean my house. We repaired the walls together and cleaned
the rooms. Then he set me down and taught me a very special truth. "Your home," he said, "is built on solid ground. The land will stand the test of time. But, unless you keep it
fortified against the storms that come, your house will fall and you will be to blame."
"Engaged in the Battle"
From Volume I Issue V
We have several options to consider when the going gets tough. We can recognize a God given opportunity to grow; or we can hang on, go with the flow, and wait for smoother waters.
Think about the oarsmen that handle "kayak" canoes. If the waters are always calm and quiet, the oarsmen would feel a lot safer-but they sure wouldn't learn much about "kayaking." It's only when the waters are fast and furious that their
skills are polished. The scriptures talk about being made strong through testing. UGH! I tend to want to skip that message. It doesn't sound very appealing. When the going gets tough, I'm prone to throwing my oar down and holding on
for dear life. The problem is, in order to be made strong--I think we have to be actively involved in the struggle. Paul knew a lot about squeezing the good from the bad. In First Corinthians he says, "I will take pleasure in persecutions and distresses,
for Christ sake, for when I am weak, then I am strong." That doesn't sound very passive. Okay, I'm determined to take a new attitude the next time the waters begin to churn. Now, has anyone seen my oars?
~Shellie
"Do Good Anyway"
From Volume I Issue VI
The Bible talks a lot about encouraging one another. I did a quick study and found twelve scriptures in the
New Testament alone. I'm sure there are many more. I think I might know at least one reason. I have a good friend that doesn't work "outside the home". No, she doesn't sit on the couch and watch soap operas all day.
She's too busy being a good wife, mother, daughter, friend and volunteer. Unfortunately, because she hasn't "done something
with her life" to use a tired old phrase, she often feels like she is wasting the talents God has given her. But does the Bible agree? In the first book of Timothy, Chapter Five, we find Paul talking about widows with reputations of having
done good works--and then he lists exactly what those works are. So, where does Paul start this A-List of women that mattered? World missions? Wrong! Paul's list starts with those "who have brought up children" and includes "those who relieved the
afflicted". Sound like anyone you know? Hang in there guys, please don't hit the unsubscribe button; this isn't just for my female readers. It's for anyone and everyone who might be getting a little weary of doing the right thing--when
it doesn't seem like it matters in the long run. Galatians 6:9 says, "Do not be weary in well doing." I want to remind you that there is Someone taking notes--the same One who knew a long time ago that you would need some encouraging one day.
I'm afraid I'm getting long-winded here. So, I'll wrap this up with a poem from a wise woman who was known on this earth as Mother Teresa: People are often unreasonable, illogical, self-centered; ~Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; ~Be kind anyway. If you are successful, you will win some false friends and true enemies; ~Succeed anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; ~Build anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, some will be jealous; ~Be happy anyway. The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
~Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; ~Give your best anyway. You see, in the final analysis it is between you and God;
~It was never between you and THEM anyway.
"Where is your rope tied?"
From Volume I Issue VII
This week's encouragement goes out to anyone who might be just
a tad bit, (or maybe a whole lot), nervous about all the war coverage. Between dire news about the economy to warnings of terrorist retaliation, anthrax, etc.--the evening news can be
disconcerting at best. I'm reminded of a poster we've all seen. Remember the cat hanging onto the end of a rope? The caption read something like, "when
you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on!" That's good advice, but I want to take it a step further. In the poster you can't see what the rope is tied to. It could be a strong and sturdy tree with a deep root system--but then it
could be a little twig. Uh-oh kitty! Maybe you're holding on tight. Great! But where is your rope tied? I think President Bush is doing an excellent job--but I'm not
tying my rope to the White House. And I think our soldiers are the best of the rest--but I'm not tying my rope to their skill and courage. No way! My rope is tied behind the veil. Hebrews
6:19 talks about the hope we have as an "anchor of our souls, both sure and steadfast entering into that within the veil, where the forerunner is for us entered, even Jesus..." Wow,
right behind Jesus? Now, there's a good place to tie a
lifeline! The message of hope is also found in Psalms 42:11. "Why art
thou cast down, O my soul? And why are though disquieted
within me? Hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise Him, who
is the salvation and my God." Drop me an email tomtom@allthingssouthern.com if you need
help tying that rope, I'll be glad to help anyway I can. ~Shellie
"Complete Love"
From Volume I Issue VIII
Have you ever given someone the very best you had to offer--and they threw it back in your face?
Have you ever wanted the very best for someone--and they thought you were out to get them?
Have you ever been accused of things you knew you didn't do? And yet--endlessly He loves.
He loves when we turn our backs on His offer of salvation. He loves when we feel burdened by commandments meant for our
best interest. He loves when we question him about injustices He isn't
responsible for. Completely incomprehensible, unconditional love...
~Shellie
"Warning: You have an enemy!"
From Volume I Issue IX
Heads up! Did you know you have an enemy? Webster says, "An enemy is a hostile unit or force seeking to
injure, overthrow or confound the opposition". I'm sorry, I
know it isn't pleasant. But believe me, it's in your best
interest to face the fact. You have an enemy, a very determined
one! But wait, I'm not talking about Osama Bin Laden or the Taliban.
This enemy has been around longer, much longer. As a matter of
fact, he hated you before you were born. And this foe doesn't
just want to kill your body. That's right. If every terrorist
organization in the world ceased to exist, this enemy would
still be planning to torture you for eternity. Whoa, Shellie.
What's that you say? Let me paraphrase First Peter 5:8: "Be sober, be viligant,
because your enemy--the devil--as a roaring lion, is
prowling about seeking to devour you." If that doesn't get
your attention, the tenth chapter of John says this same
enemy comes only to steal, kill and destroy. Some of you might be thinking, "and she calls this feature the
Southern Comfort! What's comforting about this?!"
I'm so glad you asked. Here is the good news. Ready for this?
Unlike Bin Laden and his organization, who we pray will
be defeated soon--this enemy, the enemy of our soul--has
already been beat. Yep! The Bible teaches that Jesus not only
defeated the devil's plans by sacrifcing Himself on the cross,
He also made a public display of it by His resurrection. Talk
about adding insult to injury! There must be a catch, right? There is; and it's very simple;
you've got to make sure you're signed up on God's side. Then
His victory is your victory, too! Plus--as a signing bonus
when you enlist, he gives you armour that will help you right
now, on this side of eternity. (Ephesians 6:10-20) Now, there's the comfort. Drop me a note here at
tomtom@allthingssouthern.com if you're not sure how to enlist. I'd love to introduce you to the TOP GUY.
~Shellie
"Twisted Tolerance"
From Volume I Issue X
As Americans, and especially as Christians, we are being called
to tolerance. I'm ready to answer that call--but only when it
is the true call of tolerance.
There was a time when tolerance meant being able to have a
reasonable discussion or conversation with someone who didn't
believe the same way you believe. The old tolerance said someone
was right and someone was wrong and the parties agreed to
disagree. But our culture has twisted the meaning of tolerance.
Today, tolerance says there is no right or wrong; in the
spiritual arena that means the speech police expect us to agree
that all religions are the same and praying to any god is as
good as praying to THE GOD.
My Christian faith demands that I respect another's beliefs
without malice and hate. Today's tolerance says that is not
enough. To make the world a safer place, the culture says I
should not say that there is only one God and one way to
salvation. I am told to relinquish this message for the greater
good. If I comply with this twisted call to tolerance, am I not
dooming the people who don't believe by the very tolerance I'm
offering as protection? ~Shellie
"Obedience"
From Volume I Issue XI
Goodness! It's hard to turn on the television without being given
something new to worry about. How about a few comforting words
to help us all sleep better at night? Let's look at Proverbs 3:24-25 together. "When you lie down, you
won't be afraid, and your sleep will be sweet. Don't be afraid of sudden fear and the destruction of the wicked, for the Lord will
be thy confidence and keep your foot from being taken." Now that's comforting, right? Sure it is! But does it apply
universally--unconditionally? Well, let's see. If we back up and start with the whole chapter a picture begins to form. We find one
verse exhorting the reader to obey the Lord followed by a verse of benefit from doing so. Allow me to sumarize a few verses:
verse 1: Don't forget the law (obedience)
verse 2: It will mean long life and peace (benefit)
verse 3: Don't forsake mercy and truth (obedience)
verse 4: It'll bring you favor and understanding with God and
man (benefit) verse 5: Trust in the Lord, don't lean on your own
reasoning (obedience)
verse 6: He will direct your paths (benefit)
verse 7: Don't be proud, fear the Lord and depart from
evil (obedience)
verse 8: It will be health to your body (benefit)
Now, if we keep this up, we find out that prior to that promise
of sweet sleep in verse 24, we get several admonitions to
seek wisdom from the Lord. So does this sweet sleep hinge on
obedience to those preceding scriptures? You decide. ~Shellie
"The Prayer of Ephesians"
From Volume I Issue XII
What a sad, dangerous world it has become. As I type these words,
an American Airlines plane has just crashed in New York City.
Maybe, by the time you read this, we will know if it was another
act of terroism; maybe we won't know for some time. It occurs to
me that for the 255 people on board, and those presently unaccounted
for on the ground--the cause of their death became unimportant
the moment they stepped from this world into the next. Dear readers, my heart is heavy knowing that some of these people
may well have been your friends and relatives. If they were, please
accept my heartfelt condolences. If they weren't, I'm sure you grieve
with me for the families they left behind. Monday morning the victims of this tragedy woke up and went about
their business as usual. A short time later they crossed into eternity. I wonder how many of them had heard the Gospel, but put off
thinking about what it meant to them personally? For all my readers today I offer the following prayer from the third chapter of the
book of Ephesians, vs. 14-21: For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus
Christ, of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, that
He would grant you according to the riches of His glory to be
strengthened with might by His Spirit in the inner man. I pray that Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye,
being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length and depth, and height.
I pray you would come to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fullness of God.
Now unto Him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us,
unto Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus, throughout all ages, world without end. Amen
~Shellie
"Christian Love"
From Volume I Issue XIII
I've been taught Christian love all my life. But the real truth of brotherly love was slow to come home to me.
One day I was alone in my thoughts, feeling very grateful for
life's blessings. Without prompting, thanksgiving streamed from
my lips. As I thought about my blessings I mused silently,
"How Lord, can I explain to You what I feel? You made my heart
and my emotions. How do I express this love I feel for you?" So quiet was the answer, so familiar the words, "Love one another.
Freely ye have received, freely, freely give." In a totally new way I began to understand taking my love for Him and turning it
towards the people I came into contact with. "Beloved, let us love one another. For love is of God and everyone that loves is
born of God and knows God." (I John 13:34; Matthew 10:8; I John 4:7) ~Shellie
"My Best Friend"
From Volume I Issue XIV
How's the world treating you? Need the shoulder of a good friend?I'll share my friend with you--He's the best!
In John 15:15 Jesus said, "Henceforth, I call you not servants, but friends. For all things I've heard of my Father I've made known
to you." I believe it's crucial to our relationships with Jesus for us to
believe He wants to be our friend. If we don't believe He is sensitive to our problems, we won't turn to Him in prayer.
Most of us have acquaintances and friends. We don't call our
acquaintances with our problems because although most of them would
listen politely, we know they won't really get involved emotionally.
But we do call our FRIENDS--people we know will immediately respond
to the hurt in our voices and offer their heartfelt support! We ring
these folks up without a second thought. Our relationship with the Father works the same way. Only when we
truly believe "God is near to all that call upon him," Psalms 145:18,
will we bear our hearts to Him and realize His comforting presence. ~Shellie
"No Place for the Messiah"
From Volume I Issue XV
A baby was born in Bethlehem
a long awaited King,
wise men came to worship
and angels came to sing.
The babe became a child one day
and lived in Galilee,
he grew in favor with God and man
in the land beside the sea.
A man came to Jerusalem
to set his people free,
the crowds rebelled in anger
we have no place for thee.
A babe they kissed in Bethlehem
a boy they watched with pride,
but a carpenter's son in Jerusalem--
this man they crucified.
A babe was fine in Bethlehem
and a child in Galilee,
but a Messiah for Jerusalem?
They found no place for Thee.
~Shellie
"An Offer of Peace"
From Volume I Issue 16
Take a deep breath. The closer we get to Christmas, the busier
we become. This shouldn't be. In spite of our desire to keep Christ foremost in our
celebrations, too many times the pace of the season makes it increasingly difficult to get to God's house, or to spend time
with the One that matters. Speaking for myself, sometimes it seems it'd be easier to just give in and skip my daily
devotionals. But I can't, I won't, because I've learned that my time with Him is life to my spirit and strength to my body.
Let's encourage each other to hold tightly to the following verse from Isaiah. It comes with a promise-- and a warning:
"For thus saith the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel; in returning and rest shall ye be saved, in quietness and in
confidence shall be your strength; and you would not." Isaiah 30:15
He is offering us a release from the stress, a place to sit still and regain our sense of peace. I know it's hard to hold
onto the spirit of Christmas amidst all the "duties" of Christmas. But let's all make the effort, we'll be glad we did!
~Shellie
"Marvelous Grace "
From Volume I Issue 17
Sweet baby Jesus, Mary held you tight--
your tiny hands clutching her fingers,
your baby scent caressing her senses as she
breathed in the wonder of her first born son.
The promise of an angel asleep in her arms.
What did she know? What did she feel?
Run with this precious gift? Disrupt the plan
formed before ever the world was? And then grace
came, that marvelous grace and her throbbing heart eased.
Little boy Jesus, Mary watched you run and play.
She kissed your scratches. Did she know?
Didn't it hurt to even consider the thoughts stirring
inside her? What lay ahead for a child born of
a virgin? And then grace came, that marvelous grace and her
throbbing heart eased.
Young man Jesus, they called you names, lunatic,
crazy, Son of Joseph who claims to be deity.
What did your Mother's heart feel, Mary?
How many times did his arms surround you before
grace would come, that marvelous grace and your
throbbing heart would ease?
Sacrificed lamb, Savior Jesus, Mary beheld you on
the cross. You were the Son of God, paying a bill
in full. Didn't her heart break to let go of your humanity?
For you were also born of woman, Son of Man.
And then grace came, that marvelous grace and her
throbbing heart eased.
Risen Jesus, Resurrection Life, Mary watched
you ascend in the clouds.
Sweet Mary, waiting there in Jerusalem,
watching with the others,
longing for your firstborn son.
And then, just as the Father promised,
Grace came to stay.
(John 16:5-7: But now I go my way to him that sent me;
and none of you ask me, where are you going? But because I have said these things, sorrow hath filled your heart.
...It is necessary that I go away; for if I go not away the Comforter will not come to you, but if I depart, I
will send him unto you.) ~Shellie
"Visiting Day"
From Volume I Issue 18
Dear Readers, Up to now, the "Southern Comfort" has been a personal,inspirational piece from me. Not today; this week I offer you a
story sent in by Ray Isaman, one of our long-suffering northern porch members. ~smile~
Ray writes, "Hey Shellie, I subscribed to "All Things Southern" after stumbling across a reference to it. Although a New Yorker by
birth and habit, I've been a copperhead at heart for years. Even though we northerners don't do too well in most of your humor, I
still enjoy the emag." This contribution hit me hard and left a lasting impression.
I hope it does the same for you. Thanks, Ray!~ Shellie "Visiting Hours"
He'd been looking forward to this moment for six long days and it had finally arrived--Visiting Day! The man with the keys
arrived to swing open the large, heavy doors and the cold gray hall sprung to life in the warm glow of light. He can hardly
control his emotions as the families begin to arrive. He peers from the corner of the room, anxious for the first glimpse of
his loved ones. He loves the weekends--he lives for these visits. Their arrival is so exciting! He would do anything for
them! Everyone embraces and together they eat a light supper and reminisce about how things used to be. Several times they break
into singing, with interruptions of laughter and applause. But, all too soon it is over. A tear comes to his eyes as they
depart. The man with the keys closes the heavy doors and he hears the key turn in the lock, marking the end of a special day. There he
stands, alone again. As the last car pulls away from the parking lot, Jesus wonders
if he'll hear from any of them before next Sunday--Visiting Day. ~Author Unknown
"New Year's Resolutions"
From Volume I Issue 19
The dawning of 2002 has gotten me to thinking about what I want from the New Year. We've all heard people talk about "the good
life". The good life is generally equated in our minds with Easy Street, having pretty much everything you need materially.
But I'm convinced that the good life isn't about money or possessions. It's about relationships--ours with the Father
and with his other children. With this in mind, my New Year's Resolutions can be summed up in
two thoughts. I'm committed to spending more time alone with the Lord and to taking the time to really "be" with the people I
come in contact with daily. I want to grow in my relationships with God and man. Come to think of it, there's a verse
in the Bible about the good life. Let's see...here it is. John 10:10: "I came that you might have
life and have it more abundantly." Beautiful! This is a twenty-four/seven promise for men and women everywhere. Jesus offers a
way of living that will satisfy us and fulfill us while simultaneously using our lives to draw others away from the
"flame" that beckons. Sounds like the good life to me... ~Shellie
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