LADYBUG'S DOODLES: I have a variety of interests and hobbies and you will probably find them all included in my Blog. I am Christian, so I post what I believe and make NO Apologies for it. I will continue to strive to keep this blog rated G. Some things you will find here are reviews of movies and books, songs and their lyrics, recipes, crafts and ideas for crafts, quotes, lists, articles and facts, my experiences and any other thing I can come up with.
I get the Just CrossStitch magazine and saw this in the April 2022 edition. I loved reading about the Pascha Basket and Wanted to keep it for my Commonplace Book.
A very ancient custom which “fell by the wayside” among the Greeks as a result of the 400 years of Turkish rule, was the custom of “blessing the family baskets” of Paschal food at Easter. It is still widespread among the Slavic nations who inherited the Orthodox Christian faith and culture from the Byzantine Greeks. ~ stjohndfw
I wanted to save some of my favorite songs from Sunday School and my childhood.
Deep and Wide
Trust and Obey
Give Me Oil In My Lamp
This Little Light of Mine
Only a Boy Named David
I was reading a book by Grace Livingston Hill and came upon this poem. It was a beautiful poem that has been set to music as an Hymn. The poem was written by Joseph Addison.
The Spacious Firmament on high, With all the blue Ethereal Sky, And spangled Heav'ns, a Shining Frame, Their great Original proclaim: Th' unwearied Sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's Pow'r display, And publishes to every Land The Work of an Almighty Hand. Soon as the Evening Shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous Tale, And nightly to the list'ning Earth Repeats the Story of her Birth: Whilst all the Stars that round her burn, And all the Planets, in their turn, Confirm the Tidings as they rowl, And spread the Truth from Pole to Pole. What though, in solemn Silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial Ball? What tho' nor real Voice nor Sound Amid their radiant Orbs be found? In Reason's Ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious Voice, For ever singing, as they shine, The Hand that made us is Divine.~by Joseph Addison
I also found it being sung.
Just a few short months ago, you went home to your heavenly Father. Daddy misses you and I saw him crying that you had left. Love and miss you, John!
"I became aware of the slow wearing-down process the government was exerting on Christians. The effort seemed to be centered on the children. Leave the old folks alone, but wean the young people away from the church.
One of the first churches Nikola and I visited was a Roman Catholic one in a small village not far from Zagreb. I noticed that there was not a single person under twenty in the entire congregation, and I asked Nikola about it. In answer he introduced me to a peasant woman who had a ten-year-old son.
"Tell Brother Andrew why Josif is not here," said Nikola.
"Why is my Josif not with me? she asked. Her voice was bitter. "Because I am a peasant woman with no education. The teacher tells my son there is no God. The government tells my son there is no God. They say to my Josif, 'Maybe your Mama tells you differently, but we know better, don't we? You must remember that Mama has no education. We will humor her.' So? My Josif is not with me. I am being humored."
A few days later in another town, we were visiting a Christian family when I saw a little girl playing in the dust outside the house in the middle of the day.
"Why isn't she in school?" I asked Nikola.
From the mother he learned the story. Marta was accostomed to saying grace before meals at home. When it came time for the school lunch, Marta had given thanks aloud as she always did, without even thinking about it. The teacher had been angry. Who had supplied this food, God or the people through their own good government? "That was a wicked thing to say, Marta. You will fill the other children's minds with nonsense."
But the next day, so deeply was the habit ingrained, that Marta did it again, and for this she had been expelled."
"Alfred Ackley (1887-1960) showed musical promise at a very young age. His father gave him the benefit of his musical wisdom, and then later sent him to study at the Royal Academy of Music in London. He played the piano and cello and showed great promise as a composer. After his training in music, Ackley went on to graduate from Westminster Theological Seminary in Maryland, and was ordained as a Presbyterian minister. He served as pastor in several states of the United States, and worked for a few years with evangelist Billy Sunday and the Rodeheaver Music Company. Ackley's musical endeavors were so appreciated that he was awarded an honorary Doctor of Sacred Music degree by John Brown University in Arkansas."
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| Pictures can be found at jessicalynette.com/hymn-lyrics |
Refrain:
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it someday for a crown.
19 For though I am free from all men, I have made myself a slave to all, so that I may win more. 20 To the Jews I became as a Jew, so that I might win Jews; to those who are under [a]the Law, as under [b]the Law though not being myself under [c]the Law, so that I might win those who are under [d]the Law; 21 to those who are without law, as without law, though not being without the law of God but under the law of Christ, so that I might win those who are without law. 22 To the weak I became weak, that I might win the weak; I have become all things to all men, so that I may by all means save some. 23 I do all things for the sake of the gospel, so that I may become a fellow partaker of it. (emphasis mine)This, I feel, also applies to holidays. When you put someone down for celebrating Christmas or wishing someone Happy Holidays, you are NOT winning people to Christ. You are actually making a spectacle of yourself and running people away from Him.
Footnotes:
- 1 Corinthians 9:20 Or law
- 1 Corinthians 9:20 Or law
- 1 Corinthians 9:20 Or law
- 1 Corinthians 9:20 Or law
"...in my heart I know that these goofs are my own fault. I'm just trying to make excuses for my absentmindedness--just like when I blame the Devil for my sins. Each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed. James 1:14 ...[and] The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it? Jeremiah 17:9"This makes me think, what have I blamed the Devil for in my life that is just due to my old sinful nature trying to butt into my life again?
8 yes, indeed, and I count all things to be loss, because of the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord, because of whom of the all things I suffered loss, and do count them to be refuse, that Christ I may gain, and be found in him,
Philippians 3:8 (YLT) ~Youngs Literal Translation~I recommend anyone to go there and find their verse and see what they think.
What God Sees
When God looks down from heaven,
What does He see?
People overcome with lust, overcome
with greed.
People wearing black, hating the world,
renouncing His name.
People profaning, cursing, crying out
to Him in vain.
Where did the love go, the Lord's
greatest feat?
Into the garbage cans, overflowing
onto the street.
When God listens to prayers, what
does He hear?
People begging for miracles,
shedding false tears.
He shows them the path, with a
hand wise and strong,
yet they refuse His help,
saying He's wrong.
They hold their facade,
saying He's the one
But why then do they
shrug off the teachings of the Son?
They persecute and judge,
based on color of skin.
They take things to eye,
and ignore what's within.
Admitting that God is real is what
they say gives them leave.
But guess again, for the devil
also believes.
In truth, there's but one way
to get to heaven.
Let Jesus into your heart,
then your sins will be forgiven
~Aamalie~
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