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The Choice is Easy – I Choose Life

God told the story of the Good Samaritan and showed us how we’re not to just walk on by someone who needs help. Yet, we go about our daily lives while thousands of innocent unborn children are slaughtered in abortion clinics. God says that He will hold us accountable if we do nothing.

Tuesday, Nov. 4th we can do something. We can vote in the guy that will work to overturn the Roe Vs Wade ruling. It is our God given responsibility to protect innocent children from being murdered. God won’t hold us guiltless if we stand by and pick a guy that will support the murder of innocent babies. If you vote for Obama, you are voting to continue the slaughter of thousands, millions of unborn babies. If you vote for McCain, you’re telling God that you want to be like the Good Samaritan and support a man who will fight for the unborn. You think it’s your decision? It really isn’t if you claim to be one of His children. I have no respect for a person who will not do what they can to rescue a little child who is in trouble. My 16 year old sons wonder why people have a problem seeing abortion as murder – so do I. What has this country become?

Click here to see some pictures of how America kills its unborn – if you think you have the stomach. This site also includes a diagram of a partial birth abortion. Just keep clicking “next” when the site opens.

Failure Turned Inside Out

I decided I’m going to share things with others that the Lord has given me – even if it shows my imperfections. Guess what – I’m just a sinner saved by grace – accent on sinner! It’s a long one, sorry about that. I’ve never been accused of being short!

It is said that great things usually come from the death of a dream and failure can be a great stepping stone to success. I believe that to be true for I have experienced that myself many times. One such experience happened to me Friday.

Let me explain.

Years ago when Steve Piggott came to our church, he told of a youth group he once lead who had listened to the entire Bible in one sitting by listening to it on tape at a slighter faster speed than normal. We can listen much faster than we can talk. It gave me an idea. I had been struggling in my devotions. One thing or another usually interrupted my Bible reading and I would often give up trying to be consistent. Piggott gave me the idea to listen to Bible tapes every morning in the solitude of my room as I got ready every morning. That was February of 2004. As of last Thursday, I had met my goal to never again miss a day in the Word. It had been nearly 5 years. It had been the most blessed task I’d ever taken on. I gained a love for the Old Testament. I was able to start every day with the Word on my heart and many times received answers to questions that I had carried around in my heart for years. I got to know the Lord better and gave more of myself to Him.

Then it happened. On the day I left the Jones’ house, I neglected to read my Bible with Isaac. It was the first day I’d missed. He and I had such a good time reading it together each morning. But that morning, as I had done on all previous mornings during my visit to their house, I got up at 7:00 to get ready before he woke up. I didn’t want to miss a minute with him! But I got busy copying Isaac’s birthday CD’s for April to give away to friends and family. Time went by and before I knew it, Isaac come down and my day slipped away. I was busy getting the church bulletin done and sent it off via Internet, got packed up, loaded up the van, packed up boxes to take home, and spend a good share of the morning hugging my babies goodbye. I was busy from 7:00AM to noon readying my family for the long trip back home. At noon we said our goodbyes and I drove my family for the next 9 ½ hours, arriving home about 10:45 that night. I hadn’t sat at Jesus’ feet that morning and before I knew it, the day was over and I had neglected to be in the Word. When I got ready the next morning and pushed that button on my MP3 player to listen to my Bible, it hit me! I had missed a day. I was so sick at heart when I realized it! Four and a half years I had been faithful and then I blew it!

But had I? Today I realized that I was wrong to be disappointed in myself. OK, so why not celebrate that I’ve found something that works for me and has been my stay in a storm tossed world. It has gotten me through family tragedies, many hurtful moments and terrible disappointments these past 4½ years. It had brought me closer to my God and taught me more about abiding in Him. Today when I was commiserating about it, God spoke to me. It was one of those “Hit me over the head with a two by four” kind of moments.

Let me ask you. If I’m ever in a meeting and encouraging other ladies to get in the Word and be faithful, which of these two statements would best benefit them, keep the focus off me, and shine light on our God?  <!–[if !supportLists]–>1. <!–[endif]–>“I have not missed one day in my devotions since February 2004.” <!–[if !supportLists]–>2. <!–[endif]–>“I have only missed a few days over the years because I found something that works for me.”

One toots my horn and allows me to be satisfied in myself. The other presents a viable way to be faithful and shows other women they too can meet a goal. If I’d been perfect in my efforts, I’d be dismissed in their minds. They’d say, “I could never do that!” It was an impossible goal to present to someone! The focus would have been on the accomplishment and off the real reason to be in the Word. If we present ourselves as perfect, how on earth do we expect others to even begin to try to follow? We shoot ourselves in the foot because we forget to step back out of the lime light – and it’s not even about us!

I used to think I had to be perfect to be a good leader. Oh, if they saw one chink in my armor, how on earth would I be able to present a life worth following? I no longer feel that way. As a matter of fact, I think my imperfectness allows others hope! I have a love for God and a walk with Him that has been a major blessing to me and others. If I present myself as someone that no one else can be like, how does that benefit them? I want to get out of the way and point others to Him. How can I do that if I try to present myself as the perfect one rather than Him?

A big disappointment – and trust me when I say BIG – has caused me to change my faulty belief system. I know it was good for me to break my 4 ½ year streak.  I am glad I was a “Martha” that day rather than a “Mary.” My family needed me. Isaac and Hudson needed my hugs and kisses. There was work to be done and I did it. We left on time and we arrived home safely. How can that be a disappointment? There are moments to be a Mary and there are moments to be a Martha. I just pray I know which one to be at the right time and that others can follow me in my journey to the One who deserves the glory.

Isn’t it hard sometimes to die to self?

To Be or Not to Be

As I was sitting in the library in Wausau on Wednesday, I was watching a family play in the kids play area. There was the mom, dad and 6 kids. The mom and the 5 daughters had long hair and dresses on. You could tell they were “different.” The mother, pregnant with their 7th child, was busily stacking books nearby . The dad sat there watching them all with a kind of discontented look on his face. Of course I couldn’t tell what was going through his mind, but by looking at the face of his wife, I got the impression that he was the family watch dog – the one that made sure everyone “toed the line.”

It got me thinking.

For the past 9 years I’ve felt that if I looked the part then I did my duty to show the world that Christians were set apart, you know, somehow by my outward appearance others should “see” my devotion to Christ. I felt it was expected of me, a pastor’s wife – expected by everyone around me. Even though I never held that conviction that God wanted me to be in a skirt all the time, I did feel that compulsion to be in a skirt in case someone in our ministry saw me. After all, I was supposed to be the example, right?

It is true we need to be set apart. When others see us, they need to see Christ. We might be the only Bible they read, so we need to make it a good read.  But does it stop at a skirt? Does it begin with a skirt?  I began to think about my own reasoning for wearing skirts in public. Why did I do this? What was my motivation? Well, partly, I did it because my pastor at the time, who was also my boss, expected it of me. That’s a good enough answer, I think. But really, it’s more than that. If I could step into a room and immediately show who I was, who I represented, then I was a step ahead of the game. But really, was I? Taking time to think about it, I realized that those of us who chose to step out and be different in our dress probably used it as a crutch.

Let me explain.

If I walk into a room and immediately everyone around can see I’m different, then perhaps I don’t have to try so hard to make an impression in any another way. It kind of lets me off the hook. I look the part, so I can stop there. Everyone in the room saw that woman was probably a member of a church. It was a given. So, her job was done even before she opened her mouth. But really, was it? If our job is done in one glance, then perhaps we don’t have to try so hard from that moment on.

On the other hand, if I walk into a room with average, every day clothing on, then I have to make a genuine, outward effort to make a difference in the world around me through my actions. That places a tremendous burden on me. Do I want to take on that burden? Or do I want to have the statement of my clothing to do it for me? What would God prefer? Would he prefer me to walk into a room and be done with my responsibility? Or would He want me to work at it all day long? Do I want to be the person who goes through my day assured everyone knows who I am just by looking at me, or do I want to be the person who goes through my day proving Christ by how I love others? I’m thinking I’d rather look like everyone else (well, the decent, modestly dressed ones, that is) and show them I’m just like them with something more … Someone more, who will change their lives as He has changed mine. If I look like everyone else, but prove I’m not through the love and caring that He has given me, then maybe I’ll be more approachable, easier to get to know and they’ll feel more comfortable around me – comfortable enough to start a dialogue and hear what makes me different – Who makes me different.

I have been in ministries where there is the facade of holiness. But underneath all that glittered and shined was an unforgiving heart, a judgmental attitude and a general sense of prideful arrogance. I would much rather fade into the woodwork in appearance so I’m out of the way – then I can point others to Christ because they can see Him through His love that pours through me.

If you see me out and about, I’ll not be the one who looks different. I’ll be the one who IS different.

“To be or not to be, that is the question.”

What is your answer?

How to Pray for Missionaries

This was in an email sent from Mrs. Secrest to her son, Barry Secrest, missionary to Uruguay. I intend to use this list when I pray for my kids.

1. Pray for character Heb 13:18-19
Lord please help (specific name)

to have a clear conscience.
to be innocent when falsely accused.
to be blameless when dealing with sin in others.
to never cut corners or compromise convictions
to live an honest, noble, and honorable life.

2. Pray for clarity Col. 4:4

to make the message plain and simple.
to openly present the gospel for all to hear.
to conscientiously study the local language.
to constantly seek ways to impact the local culture.
to allow the holy spirit to do his work.

3. Pray for courage
to develop a fearless, daring heart.
to speak out even when physically or emotionally drained.
to have freedom to speak out when opportunity is given.
to be culturally conscious, but always turn to the Scriptures.

4. Pray for chances Col. 4:3
to seek diligently for open doors.
to depend upon the Lord to open doors.
to knock until doors open.
to avoid forcing doors open.
to realize that big doors always mean many adversaries.

5. Pray for deliverance ll Thes. 3:1-2
to be shielded from malicious wickedness.
to be protected so ministry can progress.
to be careful not to shun serving in difficult places.
to be anticipating opposition to all true ministry.
to be rescued when facing all harm.

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

This is a poem I ran across on Facebook written by an old friend, Natalie Rankin. Enjoy.

He LOVES Me, He Loves ME

The petals of the daisy teased a game for me that day,
“He loves me” and “He loves me not”-so I began to play.

With every time “He loves me” came my heart in hope would soar,
But when it was “He loves me not” the rains of doubt would pour

I knew the game was but in vain and yet I set my heart
to hope on something on the sand so bound to fall apart

And sure enough, with petals gone, I held the stem in hand-
With heavy sigh, I wondered why and tried to understand.

So gently came His still small voice, His precious word to me-
“My love is not in petals, Child-I MADE the flower for thee.”

“I see that thou hast plucked it clean, Yet I can make anew;
Though thou hast sinned against my love, My own remaineth true.”

So now, no flower can sway my heart; He loves me- this I know.
And why have I no need to doubt? The Bible tells me so.

A New Way

“Perhaps the most valuable result of all education is the ability to make yourself do the thing you have to do, when it ought to be done, whether you like it or not.”
Walter Bagehot (1826-77) English economist, political journalist, and critic. Physics and Politics, 1879.

Another small milestone has been reached for the Frania family. We’re doing something different in our schooling, something I’ve wanted to do but never had the chance. We decided to try just two subjects, full time. We started in September to see how fast we could finish them. We did this for a couple of reasons. 1. It’s easier for students to stay focused if they’re not constantly interrupted with breaks,  lunch, change of classes/subjects, etc. 2. It’s easier for the teacher to have to check and grade two subjects rather than 6 or 8. Oh, I’d got so behind some days!

With that in mind, we chose two classes: Math and Science, the hardest and most tedious. Levi finished his entire year’s worth of Consumers Math yesterday, and Jacob finished today. I took the 300 pages of math and split it up to fit 2 months of school days. What I didn’t realize is that there were divider pages and teacher’s notes that the boys just jumped over when they did their 8 required math pages a day. This was a blessing, for they finished much earlier than we had anticipated. We made the rule they couldn’t eat lunch until all their math was done and checked, including corrections. Some days lunch time was very late, but they met their goal each day. It cut down on the stress for both student and teacher because it left no room for putting it off, which was a typical scenario of prior years.  After lunch they would do their science and then an hour of reading from some historical novel. Those of you who know me, know that I cannot forgo reading regardless of our schooling strategy. Reading is just a given in this house, and if it’s on a subject that will gain them high school credit, the more the better. I also threw in a little bit of Computer Science to give the boys something to look forward to at the end of their “regular” school day. All three boys are working on a blog and Levi is learning the Adobe products (InDesign & Photoshop) on his own. Levi is putting together his own comic book using his drawings and the Adobe products to format it.

Jonathan has Saxon Algebra 1 this year, which is a bit more challenging than Consumers math. But so far, our strategy is working well for him as well. He does 2 1/2 lessons a day unless there’s a test, which we count as one lesson. In just two weeks he’s finished 27 lessons along with 4 tests. (He got a late start on his math because he had other school work to finish up) At this rate, he’ll finish in three months.

The jury is still out, since we have never done this before, but so far it looks like our plan is working. Jacob has been taking some time out to apprentice a friend who’s an electrician, but it hasn’t hurt his output in any way. If anything, it’s helped him to manage his time. All in all, I really like this type of schooling and hope we’ll be able to finish early this year. At this rate, if all goes well, we should finish school at least a month early, or maybe even choose to take off more time than usual during the holidays. I’ve seen a desire forming in their minds to excel. There have been times I’ve let them off school to help others, fully intending to not require any schoolwork that day, yet they decided on their own to make up the time they missed. I especially like the fact we aren’t held back from important family events because of our school schedule – like moving day for the Jones family. All of us were there to help because we could. Many times they have expressed to me that they like this new way of schooling. I certainly know I do!

Dave Ramsey’s Fix

3 Steps To Change the Nation's Future

We are at a crucial time in our country’s financial history. Congress defeated the $700 billion bailout plan on Monday. However, they are revising it and trying to push it through again. I’m supporting an alternative plan that will keep our nation from going even deeper in debt, and I’ve been on TV and radio all week telling people about it.

We need everyone’s help!

3 Steps to Change the Nation's Future

Follow the instructions below. Together we can change history.

Pray For Your Leaders

Pray for them to resist a spirit of FEAR and to embrace WISDOM. Even if you don’t like them or agree with them, pray for them and tell them you are praying for them. There is a spirit over this problem that must be broken. Also, most of the media personalities are afraid as well and that is affecting their reporting. Pray for fear to be removed from them; they are making this worse.

Send the Common Sense Fix

Send The Common Sense Fix to your Representatives and Senators and tell them how you expect them to vote, and that if they put this nation in $700 billion of debt, that you will vote them out. It’s their job to listen to us! (Whichever presidential candidate or political party that champions this plan from their leadership down will likely become the next president. That is because this plan fixes the crisis while going along with the wishes of the vast majority of Americans.)

  1. First, read this page (PDF)
  2. Next, copy the info on this page (text file)
  3. Send it to your Senators and representatives by copying and pasting the text in the web form you’re sent to.

*Note: If their websites are down, that means we’re making a difference! Keep refreshing the page until you get through. You can also go through Congress.org, though we don’t endorse this site.

Tell Others

Forward this email to everyone in your address book and tell them to urgently follow these 3 steps TODAY. The more people we have supporting this and contacting their elected leaders, the more likely we can turn our economy around!

Get a list of Dave’s media appearances this week.

For Jillian on Her 18th Birthday

Where did the days go? To where did they fly?
It was yesterday I held you, my grace from the sky.
A gift from my Lord, the One whom I serve;
He saw my great need, a life to preserve.

Days were so hard, this task to complete,
God called us to work, this great untold feat.
The tools He selected: His Word and His grace,
He was the Word and you were the Grace.

Knowing I’d need help, in His kind gentle way,
He gave you to me, so my life He could save.
Days were long and hard, because of this thing we did do,
But it was so sweet and good, all because of you.

You sweet loving face, and your tender little heart,
Brought me to the Light, right from the start.
I’d be empty and sad, wondering however and why,
One look on your face, I’d turn to the sky.

To my Savior I’d look, with a full contrite heart,
From my treasure He sent, I would never depart.
Your life has been, such a blessing to me;
You’re my angel of peace, always grateful I’ll be.

You grew up and away, sadly by my side you’re no more,
Know your life has had meaning, since the day you were born.
May this year of 18, give to you as was me,
A glimpse of His face, and a courage to be.

I miss you Jillian and wish we could be together today.

Written from Mom to Jillian for her 18th birthday on 9.27.08

My Life, My Love, My Joy

There is a sorrow endured that cannot be shared,
A heavy burden that I find alone I must bear.
From my day to day loving my Isaac did part,
A sawing asunder of my mind and my heart:

There’s no way to explain the pain I do feel,
It’s a sharp silent ache that only to me it is real,
No one can take, help carry, or rid of the cold,
The emptiness I feel without my Hudson to hold.

Others try to lessen the pain that does so totally grieve,
But it’s not an element that can be taken or freed;
How does another replace my daughter that’s truly my friend?
I’m afraid it’s a heart’s tear that only she can mend.

It was for His service that my son stepped out of my days,
and took his family so far from my love and embrace,
One solace that’s given by my God who’s so good,
He gave me a son who has done as he should.

Every day is empty of the sunshine I so need,
Each day is full of a begging, an overwhelming plead,
My Father, my God, allow me to go to where they have moved,
To see the grace of God to me so benevolently proved.

In the evening, when we’re sitting by the fire alone,
Where the weeping seems to be so useless and drone,
I contemplate my last huggling and kissing of my boys,
The sum of my life, my love and my joy.

I love and miss you Adam, April, Isaac and Hudson.

Written for the Jones family by Mom & Grammie 9.25.08

Artist Impersonater

Here’s a picture of Jillian while she works on an art project. She can design a winning layout with InDesign three years in a row but cannot draw a stick figure to save her life. When I asked her what grade she got for her drawing of a chair, she told me she was afraid to ask. Unfortunately, she gets her non-artist genes from her mother.

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