I am a Creative Memories consultant who is willing and eager to teach and make wonderfully beautiful scrapbook or digital keepsakes. I hold workshops at my home and have great fun sharing new and exciting ideas. I can create any type of album or digital storybook for anyone. The topics are endless for creating! I love to see and hear about new and innovative ideas that anyone has to create new layouts. I am willing to also pass along info about the same. I love to keep my whole projects very family oriented and we can even create wonderful faith books. I look forward to sharing new and creative ideas with anyone.
Reality of Righteousness
The ministry has kept the Church in the bondage of sin-consciousness ever since the Reformation.
None of us have ever been able to get away from it.
Most of our hymns are about sin.
Most every sermon is about sin.
The Church has never known of her absolute freedom from sin-consciousness.
Heb 10:1-14 should be studied very carefully. We haven’t space to quote it all.
First it tells how the blood of bulls and goats couldn’t take away sin, for if it could the worshippers having been once cleansed would have no more consciousness of sins. “But in those sacrifices there is a remembrance made of sins year by year.”
That makes us think of the altar service where we ask the believer to keep coming Sunday after Sunday to be cleansed from sin.
The blood of Jesus Christ hasn’t meant more to some of us that the blood of bulls and goats meant to the Jew.
For it was impossible that the blood of bulls and goats should take away sin.
The eleventh verse: “And every priest standeth day by day ministering and offering the same sacrifices which can never take away sin. But he, when he had offered one sacrifice for sins forever, sat down on the right hand of God; for by one offering he hath perfected forever them that are sanctified.”
He dealt with the sin problem for us perfectly when we were recreated and received the nature and life of God.
At that time He not only put our sin away, but He remitted all that we had ever committed; and at the same time he imparted His own Nature, Righteousness, to us.
2 Cor. 5:21: “Him who knew no sin, God made to become sin that we might become the righteousness of God in Him,” and by that New Creation we have become the Righteousness of God.
So Rom. 3:26 has become a reality: That he, (God,) might himself be righteous and the righteousness of him who hath faith in Jesus.” (Marg.)
Here God declares that He becomes the righteousness of the man who accepts His Son as Savior.
1 Cor. 1:30 declares that Jesus has been made to be our righteousness.
God is our righteousness, Jesus is our righteousness, and by the New Creation we have become the righteousness of God in Him.
But you ask, “What is the righteousness of God?”
It is the ability to stand in the Father’s presence without the sense of guilt, condemnation or inferiority.
It is the ability to stand there as the very sons and daughters of God Almighty so that you can go boldly unto the throne of grace and make your petitions just as Jesus would if He were here.
Excerpt from the book, In His Presence by E. W. Kenyon
I am an enraged daughter of a Waterford Township citizen. My mother has been robbed of some very cherished Christmas decorations from her yard. She made a report with the police station and got a response of "Sorry ma'am." I understand that the economy leaves our nation with no funds for many things, but it is still no excuse. My mother had an 8' inflatable Tigger, small plastic 3' Tigger and 4 plastic 2' gingerbread houses and men (2 each) stolen from her yard between the hours of 9p-530a. Christmas is supposed to be shared with others and we do this via lights and decorations for the world to see. We still to this day, drive our kids around to see the lights people have put up. Now that we have been forced to remove what few decorations left standing, we have nothing to show the world what Christmas is to us.
I am hoping this blog may stir the conscience of those that turn their heads when they see a wrongdoing but are too afraid to stand up and say something. Please people do the right thing and watch your neighbors home as you wish them to watch yours. Merry Christmas to all!
One Nation
Under God: America's Lost Dream
Hardback • 80 Beautifully
Illustrated Pages
What happened to America's
dream that men would be free and God would be their king? A nation founded
on the belief that the God of the Bible and the principles expounded
within its pages should be the foundation of the government, the law of
the land, and the duty of the citizenry was the dream of a people who set
forth from their heritage and traditions, from their families, and from
the mother country that persecuted them for their religious beliefs. The
probable perils of a vast ocean and the elements overwhelming their small
sailing vessels, the imagined treacheries of a foundling colony in a
savage land, the foreboding unknown that lay before them, none of these
deterred the small group of refugees held together by the dream: to be one
nation under God.
America's Lost
Dream presents the story of a people and a dream, a people that
have lost their vision over the past four centuries, a dream whose meaning
has been diffused in the same time-span. Artist Bill Looney's
illustrations are inspired, dramatic, and touching as they paint the story
told by Tom Dooley of America, from her godly roots to her current
humanistic attitude. Dooley's text is brief, covering selected events and
people who courageously took a stand to defend our nation, our beliefs,
our very being. 10 x 8 • Hardcover • 80 pages
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"What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for eachother?"
But on November 27, 1963, addressing the Congress and the nation for the first time as president, Johnson called for passage of the civil rights bill as a monument to the fallen Kennedy. "Let us continue," he declared, promising that "the ideas and the ideals which [Kennedy] so nobly represented must and will be translated into effective action." Moreover, where Kennedy had been sound on principle, Lyndon Johnson was the master of parliamentary procedure, and he used his considerable talents as well as the prestige of the presidency in support of the bill.Mr. Obama will does not lead me, no matter what title, so many of America's emotional fools decorate him with. I am lead by the law of God and the example Christ Jesus.
His policy is like fresh icing on a moldy cake, it looks and smells good. However the layers underneath are poison to our Country.
How many of you really thought about the consequences of this “Change” you so readily purchased with your ignorance and narcissism?
Let me ask you which is the grater punishment, the pregnancy or the emotional and physical devastation of an abortion? Which is better to carry around with you, knowing you helped create a family for the infertile or the murder of an innocent? How can a man profess to fight for Civil Rights but doesn’t honor or respect human rights?
Do you honestly believe that taking from the "rich" and giving it to the poor will help the poor succeed? That it will cause the struggling to suddenly be financially sound? No it only makes the lazy and greedy, lazier and greedier and the hard working, poor.
So many already take advantage others generosity and manipulate their funds into mismanagement until they are worse off than they were before. Does that give them the right to have more? This way of thinking creates such a dependency on the government that Dictatorship is inevitable.
I am sorry so many don’t have or can’t afford health care. Ask your self this, how much would be saved in health care if we did not fill our lungs with smoke, our veins with drugs, our livers with alcohol and our bodies with fast food? We make bad choices everyday. Why does it seem that the majority feel that they don’t need to face reality and accept the consequences of their decisions? No, they believe someone else should have to give up what they earned and do it for them. This is not American!
Mrs Obama may be proud of America for the first time in her life, but for the first time in mine, I am ashamed. Oh Not of America. Not of what this country represents. Not of the fighting men and woman who defend us. Not of the God Fearing, Hard Working men and woman, willing to live in freedom by the sweat of their brow, than become a slave to a hand out or immorality.
The founding fathers, who by their blood, sweat and tears, lost everything they had, including their lives to give us this great land of freedom, and we dishonor their sacrifice with selfishness immorality and ignorance. That is what I am ashamed of. I am ashamed of the simple minded fools who voted with their eyes shut and their hands in the pockets of others, all the while chanting “We the People”.
Oh God! Forgive us! Turn us again to you O Lord. Make your face to shine on us, because, only than can we be saved.
YOUR FIRED !
WE HAVE HAD ENOUGH !
IT'S DEMOCRAT
TIME !
I am a strong young black woman who lives in the world of racism everyday. My mother is biracial and my father is black. I live in two worlds, two worlds of hate. I recently was told by a co-worker "your black enough, but damn when you open your mouth you got too much of your white mama's BLEEP in ya" ! I went home so angry, and ashamed at myself for not putting her in her place. I have a great relationship with my parents, and have seen so much of the racism my mother and father have gone through because of their love for each other, I felt that I let them down at that point. Until that day I have never really looked at people, effecting me so much as I did that day. It was their ignorance that touch me deep down inside. It seemed to take away MY reality of what life is really like. I sat down with a woman who I love and respect dearly, a woman who sees things with her heart and her head. A woman who blames no one and love all, my grandmother she is a true African American! she came to America from Africa, she still has many family there and goes to visit several times a year. I spoke of that defining moment at work that started my inner failure and my loss of self worth. We sat for hours and talked, I admire her, at that moment I truly understood what she and my parents have been teaching me all along. I just didnt see it. I was born in America I am black, not African American, not white, I have a mixed ancestry of wonderful wonderful people! I have the BEST OF BOTH WORLDS, white and black, how dare anyone try to judge me, take away form me, or control me based on the color they see and not the person who wears it. I often wondered what made a biracial person feel so torn, it is now clear to me being part of the same but not in a whole. As a mixed race we feel what so many cannot feel. White cannot feel black and black cannot feel white. I am lucky I can walk in the shoes of both. I am lucky, I just never knew it! My grandmother gave me a lot of African history that day, the history that shames all Africans, the history that stays buried in the hearts of the old, never to be said. It was not just the white traders that came to "take" us it was our own who sold us! Many where sold for greed, many were sold to have less mouths to feed, and many were sold based on the idea of a better life only to be wrong. This history that has not changed, the war against their own has never died there and so many black Americans claiming the African history but never stepped foot in Africa to help their own! "Shameful" she would say "down to the core!!" She came from a family of African slaves owned by African slave owners, that still goes on today! She found solace in America and the white family that took her in when she came here. she also never forgot the white people who tried to bring her down. But she doesn't hold on to it , she prays for them. She said it is the "soul that is defiled" in those people who can not forgive, and when God looks upon his children, he does not see them! I admire her so so much! I admire her more then I ever thought I could. I learned a great, great lesson that day I spent with her. I learned that I DO matter! I always will!
Why do we fake who we really are? Many go through life confused and in a daze. Is this the way we should be or is this the way we are expected to be? In either case, here is my explanation of why we should be who we are … naturally. No pretense.
Who does it benefit to be who we are? It helps others to feel good about themselves in front of other people. Isn’t that being fake? Yes … to a certain extent. Many of us women take on roles from the time we are young playing with dolls or playing house or playing nurses or doctors or teachers. As we grow, we become the things either our parents wanted us to be or we fail. And then we perceive our selves as failures for a long time. Why do we hurt ourselves so much?
Why is it that we have set such high expectations of ourselves for the sake of what it appears to the rest of the world? Maybe it’s for our parents and siblings. I know my parents did the very best they could with what they experienced in their lives. I didn’t get the chance to talk to my mom before she passed in 1998. But even though she is not here I know she knows everything I have gone through and she is proud of me.
My dad is just my dad … we talk but not as much now that I have moved away. I know he loves me and wants only the best for me. I was not running away from anyone or anything, I was running to my future, as I look back now. Things happen to everyone everyday, what should matter is ourselves and what we think about our life.
Granted, parents do the best with what they can in raising their kids. No one is given a book on how to be the ideal parent; parenting is a hard job and one not to be entered lightly. I did the best I could with what was available to me at the time. I love all my children equally and uniquely because they are their own person. Thank God I realized this before I did too much damage … LOL (LOL equals Laughing Out Loud). The more I think about this (parenting and life), it does not only pertain to women, but men also. In my situation and in my life I was never told it is my choice. I was raised not to walk away from a relationship, because of the kids. To stay and take whatever is happening and bare it with as much grace as possible. I did my best.
So I just accepted what was happening in my life and went with the flow of things good or bad. And believe me when I say it got bad. I took the hard way out. I left when my son asked me, “Mom why do you stay with him?” That one sentence my son said made me realize how many mistakes I had made in life and theirs by staying. Out of the mouth of babes ... well, this babe was eighteen years old. I still remember when I told him my answer, I said, “Son, I stayed for you all.” And his response was, “Well now is your time to be free to live a good life. We are all grown and can take care of ourselves.” All I could do was cry. I was mostly crying I realize now for all the time I had wasted. And in hind sight that’s not such a bad thing because it is through those mistakes that has made me who I am today.
I have had to learn a lot late in my life. From love, to religion and politics. Funny, yep, sure is; but … I have learned and I have grown for the better. I was born and raised a Catholic. I got most of my spiritual faith in God from my Grandmothers. Because it was them who mostly did the raising in our family because my parents had to work to put a roof over our heads and pay bills. Just as today it takes both parents to run a household. And even with all of that going on I walked around most of my life with a chip on my shoulder. I was always cold to other people who I didn’t have direct contact with or that had anything to do with my world. Which is not a good thing. Because I have learned “We are Our Brother’s Keeper.” Literally.
Not only am I a woman. I am a mother, friend, soul mate, thinker, homemaker, writer, I am a Spiritual Being who knows no limit to God’s Love for each and everyone of us. Who believes that all faiths that are truly of God are of Love and Peace. I no longer take my days as they come but I have learned to live in gratitude for all that I have now and I have opened my life for more good to come my way. I released all the negative in my life. I had to or I would still be all alone today. It was a slow process but it is do-able. It all starts with the first step. Forgiveness is the main thing we have to focus on, because if we can not forgive the hurts, how can we expect to go forward in life? Un-forgiveness effects everything we come into contact with including anything we want to have happen that could be of benefit to us. It can poison every aspect of our life. It stifles us. It chokes off all the good that could come. But this state of un-forgiveness is what blocks it.
I did a ceremony of sorts (both mentally and literally). I wrote down all my hurts and after each one (be it person or thing that caused me pain or hurt). I wrote, “I release you and I set you free. I forgive you for not being who I wanted you to be. I forgive you for hurting me and I now accept me just as I am perfect and complete. For this I thank you, for giving me my new self. I am free to love and be loved. I am free to go to places I have never been to before. I am free to live as I see fit to live. I am worthy of all the good that comes to me now and all ways. I am free to just be me. I am free! And I love Me!”
I rolled it up and I cut it up and I burned it. With this came the feelings of all the hurts passed, tears came to my eyes, and you know what? They weren’t bad tears. I was crying for all the time I had wasted in keeping all the hurt within me for so long. I now live in a world that is ever changing and one in which I am forever grateful for. I hope this story I am sharing with you all helps if not sheds a light for you to share with someone who may need to read this. Please by all means share it and do so with my Blessings! Take care of you! Because you are all you have. You only live once. Be proud of who you are and what you are willing to become!

To All:
Below is a Word given to me the other day. I thought it might cause us all to consider the heat of the day... too focus and bring things into perspective.
IAM THE WORD
Iam the Word I carry the wind in My voice and awake the worlds from their slumber… Iam the Word I write the sonnets that sing of mysteries untold and part the sea… Iam the Word, I write and men listen to Me.
Iam the Word, to hear Me once is too know peace untold; too hear Me again, is to hold… life eternal. Iam the Word and with my pen, I do paint… pictures of placid lakes and moon swept vistas... Stars bloom at the waive of My hand and darkness flees at My presence… wherever Iam…
Iam the Word, and in Me is life’s light… dreams appear… hopes are imagined and wonders are found. I whisper, and great men turn to hear… for Iam the Word.
Iam the Word, and with a great tempest… I fashion universes, open times gate and make the radiance shine in darkness... Iam the Word… will thou not hear My roar. I am the Word, the Lion of Judah, the… ancient of days.
Iam the Word, a symphony set in harmony... I command the elements, and like the wind, I blow wither so ever I will. Iam, found upon mountains high, and sought in valleys low… in times of trial and glory... Iam old, from the beginning Iam told.
Iam the Word, I turn the helm of ships and guide men’s hearts, with subtle strokes… My Glory to invoke. Iam the Word, I shine as the stars… high and lifted up, too guide the wayfarer home... Iam the Word, I bring beauty to ones soul and once seen… vistas unfold.
Iam the Word, there is no truth… unless I speak. Many search Me out, but few there be, that understand. Iam the Word, whose wisdom calls thee forth... from thy mothers womb; too know Me, is too find instruction and life… Iam the Word… of God. Iam Life!
Given this 11th day of August, in the year of our lord 2008, to His servant… that men may hear.
Ronald A. Nelson.
THE QUESTION THEN... IS, WILL YOU HEAR? Why then do we fret so at the cares in this world. Let us lay aside every weight that so easily besets us and take hold of eternities hand and rest in Him... Knowing, that we are but sojourners looking for an abode made without hands.
God bless you all.
Guilt by association:
Republicans have opened the door to guilt by association which I think should be addressed.
Until most republicans decide to transparently repudiate racism and indifference as a form of
social security they cannot label others for their associations and be taken seriously.
Until Republicans recognize and convey that they are not a social golden parachute for modern type
x-overseers they cannot label others.
This years’ Republican strategy is a perfect model that was served to vindicate most minorities today
that are systematically affected when a white man or woman decides to sabotage them as a means of initiation
into unspoken code.
This year’s Republican strategy can be a great model for an argument that was raised a few years ago about
reverse discrimination in school admissions and its motives. Although, I do not believe in exposing
my self to intellectual insults unless I can earn the grade, but one could not escape the underlying
motives of such a group after a century of depriving minorities of a quality education.
This years’ Republican strategy is a strong wake up call of how America is still very much
Vulnerable to scare tactics that can serve any villain and warp agenda just because they know
that they can wake up the racist and white power cells.
Worst of all in this years’ Republican strategy is the shame in the subliminal invocation of the unspoken
Code out the lack of substance; which had only served to convey to the rest of the world that we have a
young generation of Republicans that have been schooled in the art racism as a social sabotage, scare tactics
means of dividing others for their warped agendas and chauvinistic views: by throwing an unprepared
skirt in our faces like a cheap pimp working a peep show for perverts.
No wonder most Republicans continually label a well prepared democrat as not one of us, because
I do not know too many well versed and well intentioned Americans that will subscribe to this kind of filth and
condescending mentality as a sound fundamental for a healthy society.GLAD TO BE AN AMERICAN
Current mood:
thankful
Category: Life
† I am very proud & BLESSED ?to be an American.I love this country dearly
.I am very very patriotic. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt all those who live here and lived here in the past was and is in God's plan but God is not at fault for the evil some people wrought over all the years of our history. Satan is real and he does live in the hearts of some people just as God lives in the heart of some people.
Indians came here to explore this new land, they were not hatched out of the ground, or Poof! there they were/they came from other countries to try to discover a better way of life etc. In the same way my ancestors came here looking for freedom and a better life. When the Indian came here to this land, does not in my opinion mean they became owners of every acre of land in the undiscovered new land. My gosh LOOK how huge this country is and was,does that mean when they step onto this land every single acre here was theirs? there wasn't even any borders back then so how did they know how far their land went? Yes, I believe that the land they settled on/lived, was theirs and no one! should have taken it from them BUT they did not own EVERY inch every acre of land that was here. Indians did not settle on and cover every acre of land in this new country. In history it is documented that even Indians took land from other Indians who had settled down, they took land from each other, they killed each other, raided each others land and villages.
My ancestors had just as much right to all the undiscovered areas of this country as Indians did. Yes I know there were evil mean who harmed Indians were cruel to them etc(just as there has been evil, wicked men over the whole earth who brought harm to innocent people) But that does not mean every person who came to this new land was evil, wicked and mean. When people landed here in I am sure all of them did not have pure hearts but I am also sure many of them did have pure hearts and meant no one any harm, they just wanted to raise their families, farm and live in a free country. I get tired of hearing people grip about what we did to the Indians, first of all I didn't and all who are living now did not do anything to them, and I can't prove it but I am confindent most of my ancestors didn't harm them either. My great great grandfather was married to a full blooded Cherokee Indian and I am very proud of that fact. He must have loved her, they had children together and all the relatives I have extend thru to this day.
Also, when my ancestors came here and others came here to find a new life, if there were Indians here who attacked them what were they suppose to do just sit there and let their families be slaughtered? I realize alot of deaths on both sides were due to greed, just plan old evil, but what about all the good people who just wanted to farm, raise livestock, cattle, horses etc and live a good life. This was all new to everyone who came here, and I'm sure alot of them didn't know exactly what to do about everything that was happening, they dealt with life and problems the best way they knew how. Some went about solving problems the wrong way some solved problems the right way. I think both whites who came here and Indians who came here did wrong things and some of them did good things. They taught each other how to hunt, how to make things etc. There are evil people and good people in every race on earth.
On the subject of slavery that is another situation I and most all who live in America now had nothing to do with. I am sorry for what happend to many blacks thru out history, but they can't blame every person who has been born for slavery. Blacks do not have a patent on slavery. Slavery has affected every race on earth through out the history of mankind. My gosh look at the Jewish people,(I don't hear or see them griping about America and in my opinion and it is just my opinion the Jewish people have been treated worse than any other race in the history of mankind) look at the early Christians, they were put on stakes set on fire, beheaded,fed to lions, just read history of the martyrs how they suffered just because they believed the Bible. I think blacks should stop blaming everyone for what happened in the past. YES, honor your ancestors, respect them, remember them, and make sure that in this country slavery never happens again. But one thing I do not understand is a high percent of blacks are Christians, go to church, worship God and believe the Bible, but where is the forgiveness?, Jesus said "If you do not forgive, I will not forgive you" He said to "Forgive seventy times seven" As long as there is no forgiveness from the past our race relations will never be healed. God's word also says "Put your hand to the plowshare and don't look back" I just don't get it, right now in Africa millions of black men, women and especially children are starving to death,EVERYDAY!they are being tortured, murdered, raped, the little boy children are made to become soldiers and kill their own families. Genocide is happening all the time YET here in America I do not hardly ever see any in the black community doing anything about those poor people. Are they not your distant kin?, are they not related to your ancestors? Why do blacks seem to dwell on & care more about people who are dead and gone and cannot be brought back than those who are ALIVE NOW and dying everyday.Where is Jesse Jackson,? Where is Al Sharpton, I have never seen Jesse or AL or any other in black leadership hold a starving little African baby in their arms, little children who are so weak they can't even swat the flies away., it so sad and I see NO or hardly any blacks who live in this blessed country lifting a single finge to help them. Where is Whoopee who so rudly and hatfully ask John McCain if he gets in office should she be afraid of becoming a slave again? Whopee when were you EVER a slave? Why don't you care about those in your homeland you claim you are so proud of?You are so full of hatred and unforgiveness and you only care about yourself. You say your African American, your roots are in Africa but you do not seem to care in the least about the people who are living there now and hurting sorely. I have never seen you hold a poor little African baby in your arms or do anything to help those people who are living now, and dying by the thousands. NO all you seem to care about is making your millions and living your million dollar lifestyle, you, Oprah, and all the other hollywood elite.I know it was wrong for the way blacks were treated but NOT every white person is evil, yes there are wicked men of every race and will always be, you can't change a persons heart only God can do that. But can blacks not see where they would be and how they would be living if their ancestors hadn't of been brought to this country? Have they ever thought about that? I think blacks should thank all of their ancestors for laying down their lives for the blacks who are living this day and age for their freedom. If the country I lived in I hated so very much I would move.Look at what blacks who live in Africa in 2008 have to endure, would you want your parents, all your relatives, your precious children to live in those conditions, never knowing where your next meal is coming from, never knowing if your village is going to raided and everyone murdered? Look at the oportunities we ALL
have here in this great country. Look at the sucessful blacks, whites, hispanics, asians etc. We are blessed beyond compare here in America. We are just so spoiled rotton, we don't even realize just how good we have it compared to other countries.
I am so glad my ancestors decided to come here. I would NOT want to live anywhere else on earth. I am glad GOD allowed me to be born in the good ol' USA. No matter how anyone got here or what their ancestors went thru they should be proud to be an American. I love our military men and women who lay their lives on the line so past, present and future generations can live in a FREE country.