CONTEMPT!!!

Once again, Laying in bed Half asleep and the thought of God, THE CREATOR, has given me the gift of life. This AWESOME CREATOR who has chosen to put me here on this earth, that He created with a single thought and His spoken Word. In fact the universe He COMMANDED it to come into existence. Nothing in the world exists without Him. He sustains all existence. And yet I live my life in the mundane things of life, not really paying attention to the fact that I don't take my next breath without Him. My life is almost lived in contempt of Him. The selfish desires and needs I have. It's always about Me. Hey God, what can you do for me today. Hey God, why have you aloud this to happen to me or why didn't you do that for me. And then to show Him my gratitude I cuss Him and think that I'm justified in doing it! As if He owes me something. He owes me nothing, except Justice. I'm surprised he allows me to take another breath. He would be justified in not doing so.

Here's the good part. After all that, the selfishness and contempt, He still shows his favor to me. Besides the fact that He allows me to take another breath, He has made an arrangement so that I don't have to face his rath. I mean if you were God and you created a human being to have communion with and to love and that human being then(for all tense and purpose) spits in your face, wouldn't you be a little angry? Oh, I guarantee you would be. You would end it right now! Obviously I deserve death but God provides for me a way to avoid his rath and judgment. He not only created me, now he has given His own Son to take His Rath and judgment in my place.
From a selfish point of view I don't know why He would do that But I do know one thing, I owe Him all that I am and all that I have.
Thank You God for your gift of life and for the saving Grace of your Son Jesus!!

I've been tagged !!

I've been tagged by http://pruittcommunications.blogspot.com/to right five things I miss about my childhood.

The first thing I miss about my childhood is hearing my Mom sing. It didn't matter what we were playing, whether it was baseball, basketball in the driveway or climbing trees in the back yard, we could always hear my Mom singing in the kitchen through the back screen door. My Mom has a beautiful voice and to hear it as we played out side was comforting and reassuring. I think I noticed when she wasn't singing more often than when she was. I don't know how the rest of my siblings feel but when I didn't hear her singing it would get my attention more often than not. Do you ever get the feeling that something is missing but your not quite sure what it is at first? Then it hits you. You know what's missing. That was the feeling and sensation I got when I came to realize my Mom wasn't singing. Sometimes I'd wonder into the house just to see why Mom wasn't in the Kitchen singing. Usually it was because she was in another part of the house doing a different chore or attending to Rebekah(my kid sister).

The second thing I miss as a kid are the summer trips to our grandparents house'. Grandma & Grandpa Fausnaugh Had a beautiful home in a very nice neighborhood. They would often take us to places such as Oldman Caves or the Museum or a minor league baseball game, when we came to visit. Grandma Hayes had a place in the Shawnee State Forest and we always had fun at her place too. She didn't take us to as many places Like Grandma & Grandpa did. That was ok cause we loved to play in the woods around her house or fish and swim in the Creek.

The Third thing I miss are the trips Dad took us on. It seemed like we were always going somewhere or at least to our grandparents and we enjoyed the trips as a family. We enjoyed each others company and that helped in making the trips fun.

I miss playing foxes and hounds during the summer. I was usually the youngest one to play, a benefit of having older siblings. Sometimes they'd argue over who's team I would be on. Maybe they argued just to make me feel important but I think it was do to the fact that being younger I knew where all the great hiding spots were and consequently no one could find me and I could usually find the person no one else could find.

The last thing I miss(but not the least) are the days as a patrol guard in elementary school. It was a lot of fun and we were able to get out of class a little earlier to go to our posts. My friend Will was a patrol guard as well and we still talk about the occasional rock fights with other kids and the time Lightening struck the school front just as school was letting out for the day. I laugh just thinking about . The whole school shook from the lightening striking the ground just across the street where most of the parents were waiting to pick up their kids. As you can imagine, the next day at school everyone had a story to tell about how the lightening just missed striking them or how they lived to tell about it after they were struck by the lightening. What a hoot!!

By the way, Will, your tagged, so start writing. Oh, and rachel, your tagged as well!