samarelda

Amen to all you fellow KJV users. I think all the modern translations are a tool straight from Satan. Some churches cannot even read Scripture together as a group any more because no one has the same Bible. It has caused mass confusion, which Satan is the author of. He is not above using Scripture. So glad to be in a KJV only church. If none of the translations (as some seem to believe) are reliable then apparantely God lied when He said His Word would never pass away.

I think Easter Sunday should be kept to remember our Lord's resurrection. It seems to cheapen it by having it become a day for fun and eggs. It is a day that should stand alone. I know it is fun for the kids, but I guess I don't want my kids to think that Easter Sunday is all about baskets and candy etc. In our home we celebrate the first day of spring with colored eggs, bunnies, baskets, candy. I want them to have the fun of this spring holiday without taking over the resurrection of my Savior. Even as a child I didn't understand what all the traditional Easter stuff had to do with the resurrection. It all seemed to me to be the celebration of the return of spring. Just my thoughts.

Just wondering what kind of service or ministry you all are involved in. What do you do at your church or on your own that you consider to be an area of ministry?

Could it be that your husband thinks your son is Number One in your life instead of him? The husband/wife relationship should always come first. Your kids will leave home but a marriage is forever. I am not saying you put your son first, but maybe some of your actions make your husband feel that way. I know it is very important to my husband to be number one in my life, next to the Lord of course.

I have so many childhood memories. It is funny how a smell or song or sound will bring them back so close to your heart. My memories are sweeter now that Mom and Daddy are both with the Lord (March 14,2003-my Mom and March 15,2004-my Dad). Mom was always in the kitchen and Daddy was always in the barn or field. I remember coming home from school and walking into the house which smelled like fresh baked bread. Mom never bought bread and now as a mom, I don't either. I bake every day. I remember the smell of the rich valley soil when my dad was plowing every spring. I loved the smell of the barn in the fall when we kept the cows in at night again when the weather turned cold. Then the joy of turning the cows out to pasture again in the spring and seeing them savor the sweet grass that they hadn't eaten for months. I almost wanted to eat with them. I remember licking the cow's salt block with my sister and drinking out of the cow's drinking cups in the barn. (YUCK) The sweet smell of fresh cut hay. Picking strawberries from our garden and digging potatoes. Crawling throught the garden on my hands and knees pulling weeds out with a cat laying on my back and about 40 others out there with me. Having a whipoorwill land on our house and sing me to sleep. Sitting down by the creek after evening milking just relaxing and listening to the sound of the water. Swimming in the creek on hot summer days after being in the hay field. Coon-hunting in October with my dad, sister and the neighbor boys--the woods had that damp, woodsy, fall smell. Delivering hundreds of newborn calves and never getting over the wonder and thrill of it. (I wanted to be a cow mid-wife when I grew up). Getting the cows early in the morning barefoot and having my feet get so cold from the frost that I would stand in warm cow pies to warm them. (By the way, that is one of the big reasons my hubby fell in love with me--wanted an old-fashioned gal and you can't get much more old-fashioned that that!) My heart is still on the dairy farm. We have 8 acres here and have goats, chickens, geese, etc... but it is not the same as being in that barn full of cows at milking time. I loved it as a child and as a teen and into my adult years while I was still there. So many good memories. They are so sweet to me now. I wonder what my own kids will remember about their growing up years. I think home-schooling will be near the top of their list. We have such a great time. It is enjoyable reading about everyones fond memories.

I am not sure of the reference for this verse, but the Bible also says "Can two walk together except they be agreed?" Another thought came from my pastor. If you marry an unbeliever,remember who your father-in-law will be---Satan! You cannot even afford to think of marrying an unbeliever-no matter how beautiful she is. It will affect every part of your life--right down to the way your children are raised. Believe God when He says don't do it. It is for your own good. Flee quickly!

Actually, I think we as Christians should not be surprised by all the wickedness and disturbing things going on in our world. Rather, I think we should expect it as we see our redemption drawing nigh. I say, "Occupy 'til He comes!"

I wanted more than anything to be married young and have a large family. All I had ever wanted was to be a wife and mother--no career for me. God didn't see fit to give that to me until I was nearly 32. I have been married now for nearly 14 years to a wonderful man who was truly worth the wait. We have 4 beautiful children. I don't know why God made me wait so long, but His way is always right. If God wants you married, you have no reason to fret. He will work it out in His way and in His time. Just wait and pray. Also, I am older than my husband by about 2 years. God worked it out that way and it has not been a problem at all. I am older, but he is definitely the leader in our family.