Have a Good Morning Kitten, just cause it's teh Interwebs.
Posted on 12/23/2014 6:06:30 PM PST by Salvation
Have a Good Morning Kitten, just cause it's teh Interwebs.
Good Morning. I should be getting ready for work. :) When I get to work I will actually read the article. I see it must have mentioned the Blessed Mother. Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb. :)
She loved her son and suffered when He did. You know, like a mother whose child is suffering.
I hope you have a successful and safe day at work. I’m trying to come up with things my 5-year-old can do, since it’s going to pour rain all day, but anything that’s not outdoors will be closed.
Maybe I can persuade him that cleaning is fun.
Wait for it!.....
Ha Ha! Good Luck with that. Maybe you could have him watch for Santa. :)
Bingo! People in the Bible were real people. They had lives. It did not all get recorded. Some was handed down orally. But you know that.
It took me a moment too, and I needed the hint she included.
:-)
Merry Christmas to you and may God show you the same kindness and mercy that you have shown others.
The article did not claim that Mary bore Christ's wounds. It referred to the Stigmata that St. Francis bore.
A good rule of thumb is to actually read the article before you take shots at it.
Merry Christmas, Thank you for this Advent series.
Yep! LOL MARY! She’s like the boogy man to some on here. :)
You owe me a keyboard.
It will be under your tree tonight.
Thank You most kindly! :)
"Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty. Then for three years He was an itinerant preacher.
He never owned a home. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never had a family. He never went to college. He never put His foot inside a big city. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place He was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but Himself. . .
While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves. While He was dying His executioners gambled for the only piece of property He had on earth – His coat. When He was dead, He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
Nineteen long centuries have come and gone, and today He is a centerpiece of the human race and leader of the column of progress.
I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that were ever built, all the parliaments that ever sat, and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as has that one solitary life."
Dr James Allan Francis © 1926.
Amen.
The three names of the author of this piece are the names of three of my sons.
*cue spooky music*
Merry Christmas, hon. Since you’re predicting presents, tell me, will I get the pencil sharpener of my dreams?
Only if you are dreaming of one of those big ole Jim Bowie knives.
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