A New Week

I can't believe another weekend has come and gone. On Saturday, we had a going-away shindig for the roomie that is moving out. My sausage balls turned out o.k., I suppose. I think I went a little Bisquick crazy, because that's all I tasted. Of course, everyone else thought they were fine. I guess that means they were fine. :o)

On Sunday morning, our pastor preached about Jesus being the bread of heaven. What a powerful message that was. His main passage of scripture was taken from John chapter 6, where Jesus is explaining to the Jews that He is the bread of life. Their fathers ate manna in the wilderness and died, but He is the bread sent down from heaven that is alive. Part of our pastor's exposition on that verse - "He ain't just any kind of bread." :o) But what really touched my heart, though, was verse 67, when Jesus asks the twelve, "Will ye also go away?" I can only imagine the heartache Jesus must have felt in that moment. Earlier, He had quite a following, but it was determined they were only following Him for the food. And then, Jesus was really trying so hard to help them understand who He is, and to give them the spiritual food they needed, but they couldn't get past eating of His flesh and drinking His blood. So they just up and left. Then, the rhetorical question (don't you just LOVE those?) was posed to our congregation - will we become offended and murmur against the Word of God, and leave everything behind?

What a question.

I don't know about anyone else, but I felt such a fear of God overshadow me. It's almost as if the Lord was reminding us of how important continuing on with Him really is. In spite of how our flesh may not necessarily want to hear what the Word says, it is still for our good, and ultimately determines where our soul will end up at the end of our lives.

On Sunday night, our local church went to the Zion Hill local church to watch their Christmas program. It was really good! Every one on program did an outstanding job. I can't remember what the title of the play was, but it was narrated in poetry style, and each character had a small speaking part, and there were a couple of songs in between narrations. I'm not sure I'm doing any justice to this play in my description of it - but anyway, it really was good. (By the way - good job on the costumes, Sister Smith!) Then afterwards, we enjoyed some good food and fellowship. It was a great Sunday.

And here we are on Monday already. Unbelievable. And tomorrow evening is our staff Christmas dinner. Christmas day and 2009 will be here before the lamb can even shake his little tail. :o) Hope each of you have a glorious day. Until the next posting!

*Shanna*