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No Buts About It!

santa & rudolphI’m usually a very positive person, but sometimes my big but gets in the way. I’ll start off thinking it’s going to be a good day, then say, “But! What if it rains?” See! I let my big but lower my expectations for the day by anticipating something bad.

There’s no buts about it, we all have big buts, and try as we might, it seems we can’t totally get rid of them. But! We can reduce the negative influence of our buts and eventually put them in their place: behind us.

We mustn’t allow our faith to be diminished by a big but! We must proclaim our trust in God and kick buts out of our vocabulary! God is for us, and there’s no but about it! I could go on, … I think you get my point.

He didn’t do many mighty works there because of their unbelief. Matthew 13:58

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One of His

I’m about half finished writing a new book of encouragements I plan to publish sometime this year. I’d already decided to title the book, “One of His”, and as I finished writing the following entry this morning, I said, “And, there it is.” I plan to put the following on the back of the book jacket:

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I have tested the presence of God; I have ignored it, denied it, and tried to pretend He wasn’t there. And yet, all the while, I could feel His presence. There have been times in my life when, even though I did not deserve it, He has shown Himself to me in wondrous ways. In spite of me, in spite of my failure to love Him, in spite of my walking arm-in-arm with demons of all type, He stayed with me; His love never wavering; His arms ever reaching to hold me. He would allow nothing to separate me from Him. I am convinced… I am One of His.

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39

 

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The Cake Incident

When my boys were about seven and nine years old there occurred what I’ve dubbed “The Cake Incident”. Their mom, Evelyn had an uncanny ability (I know none of you moms out there had/have this) to tune the boys out, and zero in on what she was watching on TV. I was not blessed with the ability to tune them out, so I heard every word they said. I didn’t mind. Quite often, they were better entertainment than what was on television.

cake incidentSo, there we were, having a quiet evening at home, Mom relaxing on the couch, watching TV; me in my recliner, and the boys playing on the living room floor. Billy, the oldest, leaned over and asked little brother, Wes, “Hey, Wes, you want some cake?”

Wes nodded enthusiastically, and Billy looked over at Mom and says, “Hey, Mom, can we have some cake?”

Nothing.

So, the boys went back to playing, and about five minutes later, Billy leaned over to Wes and said, “Wes! You still want some cake, right?”

Wes is really into the idea of cake by then, and his nod is even more enthusiastic. Wes was a boy of few words, mind you, but when he decided to speak, he could blow your mind. (Still can.)

Billy looks at his mom, and a little louder this time, says, “Hey, Mom! Can we have some cake?”

Nothing. Zonesville.

So, they returned to their toys, and after a few more minutes had passed, Billy leaned over to Wes and says, “Okay, Wes, I’m gonna ask her one more time, then we’ll start tearin’ stuff up.” Wes got a wide-eyed look on his face, glanced over at his mom, then shrugged and gave a curt nod of approval.

I said, “Evelyn, you better get the boys some cake.”

She said, “Huh, what?”

The boys got some cake.

 

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What Do You Mean?

So true!

Marbles In My Pocket ~ The Official Blog of Charles L. Mashburn ~ Poems, Short Stories, and random thoughts from the author of "Be Still... and know that I am God"

We all want to have worth and we want to believe our existence—our time on this earth—has meaning. Too many times, we look back at our lives and see nothing of value, and too often focus on the mistakes and bad things we’ve done.

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Laughing Horses

Just in case you missed it.

Marbles In My Pocket ~ The Official Blog of Charles L. Mashburn ~ Poems, Short Stories, and random thoughts from the author of "Be Still... and know that I am God"

horseI seldom edit my poems–if that’s what they are. I’m not sure what the definition of poetry is, so I’m assuming, and you surely know what’s said about that. I put my thoughts down and toss them to the world; easy to do these days with this Internet thing we have. My thoughts are sometimes strange, and I love to picture a classroom full of students trying to figure out what I meant, or what I was trying to say. And then the one–there’s always one–mumbling, “That guy was messed up.”

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Today Is Someday!

Just a reminder. No time like the present. Gitter done!

Marbles In My Pocket ~ The Official Blog of Charles L. Mashburn ~ Poems, Short Stories, and random thoughts from the author of "Be Still... and know that I am God"

I heard someone say recently that today is someday, and it made me smile. I love the concept that today and every day can be our someday; the day we reach a milestone or goal, no matter how big or small it might be.

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Sometimes We Cry

This morning, I came across this poem I wrote several years ago, and I couldn’t decide if I should re-post it. I wrote it on a day I was feeling like I wasn’t worthy of God’s love, much less anyone else’s. We all have those days, and sometimes they come down on us hard. I truly wish we could’ve known then what we know now, but… we don’t get a do-over. We do, however, get a start-over.

The reason I hesitate to post things like this, is because I want to encourage others—I feel it’s my job now—and, on the surface this doesn’t seem encouraging. But on the other hand, it is, because it encourages me—and you, I hope—to forgive ourselves our mistakes and misdeeds. God does.

I Cried a Lot Today

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