Don’t Drift Away

By Jennifer Kearson

Recently, I became a curious creature of habit as I researched an old classmate of mine. Over 20 years ago, I was intrigued by this guy since he seemed to have everything going for him like his charm and talent. As I scanned his MySpace information, I became deeply saddened.  I hardly could believe this was the same spirited person I thought I knew.  At first, he seemed to have everything, a marriage, child and his career. However, as I glossed over his choice of religion, I noticed it wasn’t Christianity. It was Buddhism. I researched more about the religion and could see the appeal, but I could also see disappointment. As we know, if we are not careful, our mind and body can play tricks on us. Still today, some Christians believe Jesus is not the only way to eternity. Yes! It is true! Let me repeat. Some Christians believe Jesus is not the only way to eternity. I have heard people say, “People who do good works will see God.”  “God is not so narrow-minded to turn good people away.” For the hundredth time, people in this world still cannot grasp the knowledge that Jesus is our Lord. He’s God on earth!  Little do they know that they are playing death.

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God on the Spot – Part 2:The Plan

By Dianne E. Butts   

A long-married husband sits at the bedside of his beloved wife. He loves her more now than when he married her. Yet illness is eating her body. He prays God will heal her, but she dies anyway.

Parents hear the doorbell in the middle of the night. They peer out the window and see two police officers standing on the front porch. Fear grips their hearts. They open the door and hear, “Ma’am. Sir. We’re sorry to inform you there’s been an accident. Your son…”

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No Room For A Snake In The House

By Susan Dollyhigh    

Who put a rubber snake in here? The ugly, scaly, black thing lying in the hallway was coiled with its head up just a bit. Even so, I kept a good distance as I leaned over to take a closer look. About that time, the rubber snake must have seen me because it slithered off towards the kitchen.

Thankfully, my two-year-old granddaughter, Katelyn, who hadn’t learned to fear anything, didn’t see the snake. If she had, she would have rushed past me and snatched it up. That could have been the end of Nana. To be on the safe side, I grabbed Katelyn and picked her up. She started yelling and kicking for me to put her down. But I held on firmly as we dashed through the den and another hallway. Holding her tightly, I ran through the living room and out the front door. Crossing the front porch and side yard in record time, my feet barely touched the ground. I bound up the steps to my husband, Danny’s office and threw open the door. My abrupt entrance startled Danny.

I screamed. “There’s a snake in the house!” He shrugged. “Well why didn’t you call me?” Because there was a snake between me and the phone.”

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“God On The Spot – Part 1”

By Dianne E. Butts

Have you ever been put on the spot? Perhaps you made a promise. Then you had to keep it. Maybe you said you would provide, protect, or prove something. Whether you were bluffing or not, someone, or circumstances, called you on it and you were then on the spot to accomplish it.

Have you ever considered that God is on the spot?

He made a plan to redeem us and we are helpless in that plan. He alone is on the spot to carry it out. He declared Himself the one true God and He alone is on the spot to prove it. He made promises and declared prophecies and He must keep and fulfill them.

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The Firsts

By Nancy Burall

“Just four weeks ago, Nancy.” My cousin Pattie wiped tears away. “He was just diagnosed with cancer four weeks ago. And now Bob’s gone.” We were seated at their dining table. “Tomorrow would have been his sixty-sixth birthday. Monday is my sixtieth birthday. I can’t believe his funeral is today.”

A few weeks later, Pattie shared her heartache in view of the “firsts” she would be facing in the remaining months of the year.

Their anniversary spent alone, one month after Bob’s passing; the pain of a vanished celebration of their love. “The nights are the worst.” She set down her coffee cup. “The empty place where he should be is almost too painful to endure.”

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