This Weekend~Easy Weekend Acitivity~March Madness! Be MAD!

Before signing off to March Madness, Remember You are the MAD~
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Mid-week Question of the Week~Can I Really Be A Blessing?

Mid-week Question of the Week: Can I Really Be A Blessing?
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This post is a little bit late today. Had to make an unscheduled stop on the way home from the overnight with Dad.

Because of the homeless man.

I saw him at the first light at first light. He had a small sign made from a box panel. Because the sun hadn’t quite decided to rise yet, I could not make out what the sign said, but I inferred.

I reached in the floor of the back seat, passenger side.

Out.

Out of blessing bags.

All I had was granola. I offered him the granola and an apology. He showed me why he couldn’t take it.

He had no teeth.

And I had no idea until that moment. That my blessing could not be one size fits all.

Because of Grace, God’s blessings to us are never one size fits all.

I grew anxious and the stoplight was about to turn and, in a 24-hour-up-all-night stupor, I grabbed a handful of what was in my overnight bag.

A handful of Organic Green Tea Citrus throat drops.

Really?

REALLY????

I suddenly remembered like the cosmetics firm from New York’s 5th Avenue who sent care packages to victims of the Katrina hurricane. The care packages contained bronzer, firming cream, and blush.
And, at the time,  hearing this news while working in New Orleans, I shook my head in disdained judgment. “How pampered they are in New York. How out of touch,” I remarked back then.

I remembered that incident today with internal sermon intensity.

So, sleep must wait. The car and I made an unscheduled stop. At the Grocery. Blessing Bag items. Restocking with the sunrise. Returning to the corner. The man was gone. But my resolve is not. I am ready and restocked. The weather is changing and the need will be great.

Now, close friends who also read this blog will know that I am going through a season of “Financial Repositioning.” (Translation: I ain’t got no full-time job).

So, the grocery store adventure koan  becomes, “Can you do Blessing Bags on a Budget?” A very tight budget. A Financial Repositioning budget.

Um, well, you have to.

And as the old saying goes, “to a child with a hammer, everything becomes a nail.” Wheeling in to the United Grocery store, I found an abundance of Blessing Bag bargains. Especially for those without teeth, or, in my personal looking-in-the-mirror case, without the teeth of convicting grace during tough seasons. There were many options in the store and at home. Because as harrowing the story is that I tell myself about this time in my occupational life, the fact is, I have not missed a meal and I am typing this with a roof over my head.

Twelve blessing bags assembled for $10.00 in 10 minutes.


And a reminder of Grace included. I like these bookmarks
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but there are many, many positive messages that can be included. Write the phone number/address of a church or shelter—takes just a minute more.

So at this time of uncertainty do I convince myself to hold grace in, conserving it, hoarding it?
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Am I Really A Blessing? Can I Really Be a Blessing?

Because of Grace, the answer is always YES!

Click here for Blessing Bag on a budget items. Or a link to cooler, better, Blessing Bags when times are not lean.
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Never Let Someone Tell You This…

Please Remember…

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When you are caught off guard and become confused, never lose sight of the Lord who is our protector, let Him be your confidence. Proverbs 3:25-26

Monday Words for the Soul~March 26~Life and Arrows

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A Word from The Sponsor~March 25

LetTheBeloved Deuteronomy 33:12

Let the beloved of the LORD rest secure in Him, 
for He shields him all day long, 
and the one the LORD loves rests between His shoulders.
Deuteronomy 33:12

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This Weekend~Easy Weekend Activity~ROMP!

Romp!

Put an exclamation into your Weekend!

Update: March 28: Really wanted to include Rachel’s wonderful acronym and verses:

Receive  the holy spirit! ~Acts 1:8
Overflow ~Joel 2:24
Marvellous ~Job 9:10
Peace ~John 14:27

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Wholehearted Living Thursdays~A Scottish Farmer

For awhile, some Thursdays will provide a Because of Grace Wholehearted Living Story

Paying It Forward Works!

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.

There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman’s sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

‘I want to repay you,’ said the nobleman. ‘You saved my son’s life.’

‘No, I can’t accept payment for what I did,’ the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer’s own son came to the door of the family hovel.

‘Is that your son?’ the nobleman asked.
‘Yes,’ the farmer replied proudly.

‘I’ll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy If the lad is anything like his father, he’ll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of.’ And that he did.

Farmer Fleming’s son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary’s Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterward, the same nobleman’s son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.

What saved his life this time? Penicillin.

The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill … His son’s name?

Sir Winston Churchill.
Keeping Springing Forward and Paying It Forward!

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