A Few of FR's Finest....Every Day....03-26-07....Military Monday

Billie, The Mayor

[The Mayor]

March 26, 2007

Eeyore Theology

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READ: Psalm 90

Let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands. —Psalm 90:17

How does a believer in Jesus Christ cope with life’s brevity and burdens without giving in to what Michael Easley of Moody Bible Institute calls “Eeyore theology”? Eeyore, Winnie-the-Pooh’s gloomy donkey friend, always walks slowly with his head down. He sees the negative side of everything. An Eeyore Christian can be heard making statements like these: “Sin is rampant everywhere—even in the church.” “The world is in worse shape than ever.” “God is about to judge us for our wickedness.”

When Moses wrote Psalm 90, he was in a somber mood as he thought about the difference between God’s eternal majesty and our human frailty. We struggle, we sorrow, we sin, we fear God, and we die (vv.7-10). Depressing, isn’t it? But Moses didn’t end his psalm in that mood.

How would Moses respond to Eeyore theology? He wrote, “Satisfy us early with Your mercy, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days!” (v.14). When we see the value of each moment and live in the glory of our redemption and the joy of our blessings in Christ, we show our delight in God to our children and grandchildren (vv.16-17).

Lord, keep us from being like Eeyore, and help us to leave a legacy of gladness, hope, and peace.

When trials assail and my moods descend,
When pain and sorrow seem never to end,
I yield to You, Lord, so that I may see
The peace and the joy You’ve promised me.  —Fitzhugh

You won’t be a child of despair if you remember your Father’s care.

Bible in One Year:   Joshua 22-24; Luke 3

[luvie]

Hi, there!

I did indeed have a good weekend!

Hope you did, too.

It's a beautiful Monday morning.

[MEG33]

America..Land of The Free
Because Of The Brave


*Thank You To All*
Who Serve Our Country

[Aquamarine]

Fantastic Post MEG.

Happy Military Monday!

[MEG33]

Just now getting back!Thanks Conor..I am fine today..Had some shopping to do and am back to my reorganize, sort, toss out "paper chase" project..
I just cleaned out a drawer I never use in my bedroom ..more old papers to sort..ugh..I am pleased with my "create a workable office space" project in my computer/guest room.

It's raining off and on today..with more to come..I am really happy about this rain!

[MEG33]

;)
Thank you, Aqua. How are you, today?

[Aquamarine]

Highway to the Danger Zone

[Aquamarine]

I'm doing good, we're having another beautiful warm day here.

[MEG33]

Great..We have had warm days but despite lots of overcast days..last evening is the first good rain to fall.I love the rain!

Thanks for the link..I can't view Angelfire however.

[luvie]

We are having rain, too
and it's so soothing....

~Suzanne Ciani~
Rain

[Diver Dave]

Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,
her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently ,
anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to go on.


And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
since this is such a special day.


And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised m e with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far.


You see he was a Soldier,

While fighting for our freedom died this past year,
Because airplanes hit the towers
and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.


And to her mothers amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.


"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person,
an hour to appreciate them,
a day to love them,
but then an entire life to forget them.

Send this to the people you'll never forget and remember to send it also to the person that sent it to you. It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them.



Take the time...to live and love!
Until eternity. God bless

[luvie]

*sigh*

That beautiful story makes me cry!

Thanks for sharing it with us.

[Diver Dave]

I'm having trouble reading your reply - my monitor's still all fuzzy.

[luvie]

Yeah...*sniff*...I know the feeling!

[Aquamarine]

Our area should be getting some of that rainfall soon. We need it, it's been a little dry lately.

The link is not working for me either now, it wasn't a very good version of the Top Gun song anyway, just a midi I found. LUV, do you have the wave version?

[Billie]

Afternoon, Mr. Mayor and all the Finest. Rus, I've been re-working the MM opening and will send to you in regular email tomorrow (after I have the link for the Hall of Fame thread so I can finish it) :)

[Diver Dave]

Outstanding graphic, Billie

[MEG33]

Oh my!..This poem really touched me..Thank you Diver for sharing it.

May God bless and watch over all the children this story could represent.

[MEG33]

Lovely ..Thank you, LUV..

I went out in the rain to pick up the mail and return the trash can to the garage..just because I wanted to walk in the rain right then..I love it.

Earlier I had to go to the store but it stopped raining just before I left home and only started again as I pulled into the garage.Great timing..I don't like loading groceries in the rain.

[The Mayor]

Thank you Meg for that wonderful post.