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Do the Right Thing

This spring, I spent many hours working in the yard, and it was discouraging at times because both our neighbors’ lawns are more weeds than grass. So, as I pulled weeds and applied weed and feed, I often thought, what’s the use. It seemed I was fighting a battle I couldn’t win. But I never gave up, and now our lawn is beautiful, and virtually weed free. Then this morning, as I worked in the yard, I noticed something that made me smile. Not only are the weeds gone from our lawn, our grass is spreading into the neighbors’ yards.

As I marveled at this unexpected development, it occurred to me that it often seems the bad in this world is overcoming the good, but what happened with the weeds in our yard, I believe can happen in our world, too. We should never give up doing the right thing and battling against the evil in this world. We should press on, doing our best to spread love and hope. It may seem to be a lost cause at times, but it’s not. Love will overcome hate and good will prevail when all is said and done. So:

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But as for you, brethren, do not grow weary of doing good. 2 Thessalonians 3:13

 

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Refined by the Fire

 

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Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. Philippians 1:6

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The Sun Came Up Again

There will always be good and bad in our lives and in the world we live in, and it’s okay to feel the pain and sadness when it comes, but we can’t hold onto the bad stuff; we have to let it go and move on. I know, it’s a lot easier to say than it is to do, but we have to remember the sun will come up each day and spring will come each year; we know that and we have to know too, there is much to be thankful for, even in the midst of pain or sadness. Feel the pain–wallow in it, if you must–but then, get up and move on. Look at the good things, and leave the past in the past. If we’re too busy being sad about yesterday, or worrying about tomorrow, we won’t have time to enjoy today.

The Sun Came Up Again

 

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Across the street

In the neighbor’s yard

Through early budding tree limbs

 

The sky glowed fiery red

Then golden

Then dazzling white

As another day began

 

A slash of light

Fell ‘cross my arms as I wrote

The thought crossed my mind

That I’d said too much

Heard too much

And it had changed things

 

I wondered

If they had changed for the better

I hoped so

 

I’ve changed things before

By being too open

Too honest

 

I’ve watched the sun come up

Regretting words I’d spoken

The day before

You would think I’d learn

 

I have learned

 

I’ve learned

That the sun will come up

Sometimes you will see it

And feel it

Sometimes you won’t

But it’s there

 

Love is like that

At times you can bask in its warmth

And feel its arms wrapped around you

A flash of it will lay across your heart

 

Then at other times

It falls silent

And cool

It’s still there

Just not as obvious

 

 You have to know it’s there

Never doubt it

Never turn away

Just know that behind the cloud

Behind the mountain

Behind whatever has made the warm glow fade

It is there

 

You have to let it be there

You have to want it to be there

It can’t always be glorious

It can’t always be spring

 

Copyright © 1998 C Mashburn

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Ready, Set, GO!

When we waste our days—sometimes years—doing harm to ourselves and others, there is no do-over. But! There is “start over”. No matter how many times we fail, we can always turn to God and begin anew. He never gives up on us, and no matter how terrifying the things are that want to lure us back to their den, we can walk away and do so without fear of them.

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Whatever demons might be chasing you:

“Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and I will rescue you,” declares the Lord. Jeremiah 1:8

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What? No! Wait!

I never smoked. I had asthma when I was young, and on my first attempt, I thought the old man’s Salems were gonna kill me. I tried it again in my early twenties but me and smoking were not to be. HOWEVER! I began using chewing tobacco, Red Man, when I was in my mid-twenties—it was the thing to do in Arizona—and I moved on to the cheek-and-gum variety, Copenhagen, when we relocated to Washington state, and used it heavily for almost twenty years.

I was working in Huntsville, Texas, building a one-million cubic foot refrigerator freezer at one of the prisons, when I finally quit. The project was one of the most interesting I’ve ever been involved with, but the way I quit using Copenhagen was just as interesting. I was ready to quit; the stuff gave me heartburn to beat the band, it was wearing holes in my teeth, and, to be completely honest, I simply didn’t enjoy it any more.

Anyway, I was talking to Mom on the phone one morning, telling her how I was sick of the tobacco, but just couldn’t quit. She told me about this natural stuff she’d read about, and said if I could find some in Huntsville, I should give it a try. At lunch time, I went to directionsthe local heathy-stuff store, and sure as you can say green tea, they had the stuff Mom had told me about. It was called, “Stop Smoking”, and its main ingredient was lobelia. I got back into my pickup, glanced at the directions on the bottle and promptly took two of the pills.

When I got back to my office, I read the rest of the instructions on the little piece of paper in the box, and when I got to the bottom my eyes about came out of their sockets. In big block letters, it said, DO NOT USE TOBACCO PRODUCTS OF ANY KIND WHILE TAKING THIS.

Holy crap! I thought. I was just going to slow down gradually. I also hadn’t read enough of the directions to see I’d have to take the pills twice daily for thirty days. What? No! Wait! Oh, man!

I stewed for several minutes, then decided, what the heck, I’ll just give it my best shot and see what happens. I’m telling you folks, what happened was a miracle. I took the pills for three more days—a total of eight pills—and my craving for tobacco vanished. I haven’t touched Copenhagen, or any other tobacco product in twenty-five years, and have never had the slightest desire to. Is that amazing, or what??

It’s never that easy to quit but never give up. Your miracle is out there!

 

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Press On

Desiring to love God with all our heart and soul should be our quest—our reason for living—and if ever we feel as though we’ve failed, or feel we don’t love Him as much as we should, we should not despair, but press on.

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And we must continue to strain toward what is ahead, forgetting what is behind. When our focus is on God, He guides us to where He wants us to be.

Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead. Philippians 3:13

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A Promise Comes

For some reason this poem came to mind this morning. I wrote it in 2006 but it seems appropriate I should share it again today, the day after Labor Day.

I was taught at a very young age: Never give up. Never quit.

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A Promise Comes

 

The sunburnt harvest moon slowly rises

on the porch

Picture courtesy of Google Images

In the east on this late day in fall

A gentle breeze moves the porch swing

In the distance a whippoorwill calls

 

The neighbor’s dog down the way barks

While lightning bugs blink in the yard

Serenity wraps ‘round us like a shawl

‘tis forgotten that life is so hard

 

From the children’s room, soft giggles

As they play with their simple toys

Their lives are filled with struggles

And yet, they hang on to their joy

 

In evening dim we dream of olden times

The way it used to be

To go and come and just walk about

In a place called land of the free

 

We rise each day and do our work

As to the Lord, and not as to man

Doing as we are told to do

Singing hymns, we work the land

 

We know not if our wait be long

But know alone, we won’t carry this load

And soon we’ll rejoice and praise our Lord

A promise comes down the dusty road

 

Copyright © 2006 C. Mashburn

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