A thermometer doesn’t have its own temperature. It tells you the surrounding temperature it is in.
If you stick it under your arm, it reads 98.9 degree Fahrenheit. If you take it out and stick the same thermometer in your deep freezer, it reads -20F. Why? It is a thermometer. It has no “temperature” of its own.
Well, that is not the story with a thermostat! Wow! Thermostat sets its own temperature and takes possession of its surrounding! Its surrounding won’t tell it at what temperature it needs to run! Oh, no! The thermostat itself tells its surrounding at what temperature it needs to exist! Continue reading Are you a Thermostat or a Thermometer?→
I heard the news on my way back from my kids’ basketball game yesterday night. I wanted to write this before I went to bed because I was totally “SPENT.” So, as usual, I prayed so that God would give me this day to write about it. Praise the LORD! God gave this day!
So, on the news yesterday, they said that freedom of speech had to be “reevaluated” once more “because some people are using social media to “target and assault” individuals.” The lady who was interviewed (from my memory, not word by word) said, “Facebook and other social media are targeting, for example, women.” Continue reading Freedom of Speech on Social Media→
Before I say anything about the game, I would like to say “Thank you” for all of you who have been faithfully supporting and encouraging me. I especially would like to say “Thank you” for those of you who invited your friends and families to the Appeal for Purity Facebook page. Because of you, look where Appeal for Purity is today! Thank you!
It is a spirit of Thanksgiving which is making me say that, lol.
One day our youngest son, I think he was second or third grade, came from school looking very sad. I took a quick look at his face and within a second knew there was something wrong with him.
When we got home, I called him to my bedroom and asked, “You look very sad. Is there something you want to talk about?” His eyes were actually ready to let it all out.
So, wiping his tears, he said, “So and so said to me, “Your Mama doesn’t look like a mother.”
Helping him wipe his tears, I asked him, “Did you ask him what your Mama looks like?”
It was few years back when our kids were very little. While I was reading one of those interesting psychology books, I don’t remember which one; I read that in every human heart, there is this deep seated desire to be naked. I said to myself, “You must be kidding me!” The author continued saying that not only we desire to be naked but we desire others to be naked as well.
I said to myself; “That is absurd!”
Well, I respectfully disagreed with the idea and moved on to the next one. But the idea kind of stayed with me. Then to my surprise, I noticed something.
Sitting in the dark room, in the middle of the night, he began sweating as if he ran five miles. The question which kept on coming in his mind was, “How did I end up here?”
He grew up in the church. He knows more Bible verses than most of his friends. Growing up, he was considered as one of the spiritual young men who could take a place of pastoral position or something. Even as a young lad, some people used to come and ask him to pray for them.
As his mother only son, his mother raised him as if he was the last man from human race. She didn’t let him go through circumcision until he turned thirteen. His father and uncle pressured his mother and she agreed to let him get circumcised at the age of thirteen. Continue reading Whoever Dwells in the Shelter of the Most High – Part I→
If you look in the dictionary for the word or phrase “a lone ranger” you will find this definition: “one who acts alone and without consultation or the approval of others.”
Can one of my organs be a lone ranger and make it?
Hmm! Can you just imagine if my heart one day wants to act alone, take a decision without consulting with my brain and without the approval of the other body organs and say something like this: “I want to chill today; I want to take a one week vacation because I am tired of pumping blood?” Continue reading “Lone Ranger-ism” in Christianity!→
When I was a little girl, my mom and her friends used to talk a lot about one couple. This particular couple was the most amazingly loving couple you can ever find. Even as a little girl, I used to stare at them whenever they came to visit us.
The husband doesn’t put his hands to himself. He massages his wife’s legs or her shoulder, or caresses her hair. If anybody comments about her dress or style, he will take the stage to talk about how beautiful his wife is.
A4P Guest: “I’ve been following your page for quiet sometimes now. And according to most of your writings and teachings you posted on this Facebook page and on your YouTube videos, you said that sexually addicted people are lonely people and you suggested that they seek help from others. I think it sounds good but the problem is when it comes to putting it into practice.
Who are the people you are referring to, for us to go and talk to, for us to go and tell our secret and dark life to? Most church ministers today have their own issues to deal with and some of them don’t seem to care about anybody. They mind their own business. Some of them don’t even help us but tell our stories to others and make us feel guilty for opening up. So where are you telling us to go? Who are these people you keep on saying “Go and seek help” from? Where are they?” Continue reading “Where are they?”→
