Archive for November, 2008

Nov
29

Alabama College Football

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There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.

Ecclesiastes 3

Well, what can I say?  It was just time for Alabama to win!  Roll Tide!

All the prophetic people said that 2008 was a year for new beginnings.  I must admit I’ve thought they missed the wagon most of the year, however, I know am beginning to see some new beginnings.  Sometimes, they just don’t look the way we think they should. 

So for all my Auburn friends, forgive me for the self- indulgence, but I do remember how you’ve been rubbing it in for the last six years.  So since this is my blog, ROLL TIDE ROLL! 

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Nov
28

Does Anyone Really Know What Time It Is?

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I made it to the mall today by 6 a.m.  Some of the stores opened at 4 a.m., but I was afraid my angel would not be awake by four so I slept in. I didn’t set my alarm clock since I am an early riser.  I awakened at 5 a.m. and headed for the coffee.  Before 6 o’clock, my daughter Kara Beth and I were at the mall along with most North Alabamians.

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Nov
25

A Loud Protest

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Have you ever heard the old saying, “Me thinks thou doth protest too loudly”?

It’s from Hamlet….

I guess it kinda means this: If you protest too loudly about an issue, it indicates that there is something unseen inside you that you are covering up or perhaps haven’t been truthful about.

I mused on that thought this morning.  Last night I was having a discussion with my husband, Eddie, about a situation that is driving me nuts!  The details of the situation are mundane, at best.  Just not a big deal.  Who cares anyway?  But I knew that the reaction within me was saying, “There is a big deal within you.  There is a reason this bothers you so much.”  So I asked Eddie to give his opinion.  He had told me this weekend that I was psychobabbling him so I used his terminology and said, “I give you permission to psychobabble me.”  Well, perhaps I didn’t totally agree with his assessment but it was a profitable dialogue.

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NASHVILLE, Tenn. – Ruth Graham knows firsthand how life can be filled with heartache.

The third of evangelist Billy Graham’s five children, she has dealt with a daughter’s teen pregnancies, another’s bulimia and a son’s drug use.

She also struggled with suicidal thoughts after learning that her first husband had been unfaithful — a discovery that led to a second “rebound marriage” lasting only five weeks.

These low points eventually led her in 2004 to form a ministry, Ruth Graham & Friends, that helps others address problems that she said are too often ignored in the Christian community.

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Nov
18

When God Doesn’t Rescue

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Ever wondered why God would refuse to rescue you when you are going through the most difficult time of your life?

A few months ago, I found myself in the worst storm of my life.  The waters raged all around me.  They filled my boat.  The wind blew violently. The boat of my life creaked and groaned and at times, barely stayed afloat during the storm. The wind and water were thunderously loud. I could hear no voice above the noise. Many days, I was unable to even call Jesus’ name to ask for rescue. I felt so abandoned by God that I couldn’t even read my Bible because it felt so painful to look into the Word I had lived by, my most precious manna, and feel it had failed me.  I couldn’t listen to the music of worship because it reminded me of the intimacy I had once felt with God and other people I cared for. Prayer seemed impossible because I felt I no longer knew how – the ways I had prayed before must have been wrong or inadequate.  And many days, I felt so betrayed by God Himself that I was unsure whether or not He was a reality.

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