A Few of FR's Finest....Every Day...03-21 thru 03-23-08...Easter Weekend ~ Stations of the Cross

dutchess;billie

[Temple Owl]

Beautiful dutchess. Thank you.

[dutchess]

This is a bittersweet time for you w/o mom, dad & special pets..

Thanks for saying this dolly. I admit to "wallowing" alittle today. Dad was still doing pretty well last Easter...and Easter was always very special for my family growing up.

I take my mom too much for granted & grumble & complain too much.. (bad dolly)

Now STOP THAT! Your mom is blessed to have you. It's kind of wierd how we become the parents isn't it??? Hope you make it to the Stations of the Cross tonight. ((((hugs)))

[dutchess]

Thanks Temple. Hope all is well with you and yours. Have a blessed weekend!

[Faith]

Re #8 - Thanks for the great post and tribute to our Lord and Savior. Happy Easter!

[The Mayor]

March 21, 2008

Remember Me

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READ: Luke 23:39-43

Remember me when You come into Your kingdom. —Luke 23:42

Matthew Henshaw got his name into the Guinness Book of World Records in an unusual way. After swallowing a 15.9-inch sword, Henshaw attached a 40-pound sack of potatoes to the handle of the sword and held it for 5 seconds. (This is not recommended.)

Henshaw and others like him have gone to extraordinary lengths to have their names memorialized in the world’s most famous record book. The longing for immortality compels people to do many things—some remarkable, and some bizarre.

The immortality Jesus offers has nothing to do with anything we do. In fact, after giving His disciples the authority to do truly remarkable things (Luke 10:17-19), Jesus said, “Do not rejoice . . . that the spirits are subject to you, but rather rejoice because your names are written in heaven” (v.20).

At Golgotha, an unnamed thief believed that message just in time (Luke 23:40-42). He understood that eternal life had nothing to do with what he had done—good or bad. It had to do with what Jesus was doing—giving His own life so that even the undeserving could be welcomed into heaven by God. The important thing is being remembered not by others, but by God.

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood—
Sealed my pardon with His blood:
Hallelujah, what a Savior!  —Bliss

Our lives matter because God loves us.

Bible in One Year: Deuteronomy 19–21; Proverbs 28:15-28

[GodBlessUSA]

This is so beautiful Dutchess. Thank you so much!

[Kitty Mittens]

Thanks kitty. and your easter blessing matches the thread perfectly. I may have to “borrow it” for the greeting next year!

That would be Wonderful, dutchess! Anything I Find on the Internet that you or anyone can use Blesses me Greatly!

[Kitty Mittens]

Your Post is So Beautiful, Billie!

[Kitty Mittens]

Beautiful Posts, Dolly and GeeBee!

[GodBlessUSA]

Your post is beautiful Kitty Mittens! :)
Thank You!

I hope you had a nice Good Friday! I’ve said many prayers of thanks today. :)

[Kitty Mittens]

Thank you, Sweet GeeBee, and it was a Wonderful Good Friday Today! I Join you in Thanksgiving to our Loving Savior, Who Died to Give us New Life.

The Lord Bless thee. (Ps.134:3)

[JohnHuang2]

Dutchess, I have an important message for you: You’re awesome! Your layout for Thursday’s Finest was exceptional. And here you’ve done it again on this thread! Just wanted to thank you for all you do, friend. {{{{{{{{dutchess!}}}}}}}}} And a big THANKS to y’all who dropped by Thursday’s thread. {{{{{{{{{{{{group hug!}}}}}}}}}}}}} Happy Easter!

[dixie sass]

Thank you. Episcopalians do the Stations of the Cross also, at least in the “High” church. I look forward to your posting of the Stations each year. It is beautiful. Thanks Dutchess.

[The Mayor]

March 22, 2008

A Virtuoso Ignored

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READ: Romans 1:18-23

Since the creation of the world His invisible attributes are clearly seen. —Romans 1:20

A man wearing jeans, a T-shirt, and a baseball cap positioned himself against a wall beside a trash can at the L’Enfant Plaza station in Washington, DC. He pulled out a violin and began to play. In the next 43 minutes, as he performed six classical pieces, 1,097 people passed by, ignoring him.

No one knew it, but the man playing outside the Metro was Joshua Bell, one of the finest classical musicians in the world, playing some of the most elegant music ever written on a $3.5 million Stradivarius. But no crowd gathered for the virtuoso. “It was a strange feeling, that people were actually . . . ignoring me,” said Bell.

God also knows what it feels like to be ignored. The apostle Paul said that God has sovereignly planted evidence of His existence in the very nature of man. And creation delivers an unmistakable message about His creativity, beauty, power, and character. Although God has revealed His majesty, many refuse to acknowledge and thank Him. But God will hold everyone responsible for ignoring who He is and what He has revealed: “They are without excuse, because, although they knew God, they did not glorify Him as God, nor were thankful” (Rom. 1:20-21).

Let us acknowledge and thank the Virtuoso of heaven, who has wonderfully revealed Himself to us.

The treasures of the crystal snows,
And all the wonders nature shows,
Speak of a mighty Maker’s hand
That all in love and wisdom planned.  —Bosch

 

All creation is an outstretched finger pointing toward God.

Bible in One Year: Luke 19–24; Proverbs 29:1-7

[MEG33]

Amen, Thank you,Mayor for our Daily Bread.

[The Mayor]

Happy Easter Meg.

[MEG33]

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son,
that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have
everlasting life...John 3:16

Wishing The Finest A Blessed Easter Weekend

[jaycee]

AMEN....Lovely, Meg.

[luvie]

The Foot of the Cross

by: Marcia Krugh Leaser, Source Unknown

Fearing the battle was over
And I'd already lost the war,
I was tired of trying and failing.
I just couldn't fight anymore.

So, dragging my battle-scarred body,
I crawled to the foot of the cross.
And I sobbed. 'Oh please, Father forgive me.
But I tried...I tried.. and still lost.'

Then the air grew silent around me.
I heard his voice just as clear as the dawn:
'Oh, My child, though you are tired and weary,
You can't stop, you have to go on.'

At the foot of the Cross , where I met Him,
At the foot of the Cross, where He died,
I felt love, as I knelt in His presence.
I felt hope, as I looked in His eyes.

Then He gathered me lovingly to Him,
As around us God's light clearly shone.
And together we walked though my lifetime
To heal every wound I had known.

I found bits of my dreams, long forgotten,
And pieces of my life on the floor.
But I watched as He tenderly blessed them,
And my life was worth living once more.

I knew then why I had been losing.
I knew why I had not grown.
At the foot of the Cross came the answer:
I'd been fighting the battle alone.

At the foot of the Cross, where I met Him,
At the foot of the Cross, where He died,
Then I knew I could face any challenge
Together--just my Lord and I.
~~~~~
Glad~Arise, My Soul, Arise
Glad~Be Ye Glad
~~~~~
Blessed Easter
*Pray unceasingly for our military*

[jaycee]

Dutchess, this thread is gloriously wonderful...thank you!