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    Carried By Christ Too
          O Lord, You have searched me and known me. You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off. You comprehend my path and my lying down, And are acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word on my tongue, But behold, O Lord, You know it altogether. Psalm 139:1-4

          
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    Tue, May 29th - 11:26PM

    Surgery Date Set



    My son, Christopher, as many of you now know, has testicular cancer.  Today I spent the entire day with him at the hospital going through tests and seeing his urologist.  Today they advised us that this coming Friday, June 1st, they will perform the surgery to remove the cancerous mass.  Your prayers have been so appreciated, and the e-mail and comment response has been wonderful.  Thank you, my friends.

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    Mon, May 28th - 12:21AM

    Memorial Day



    John 15:13

    Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

    Some Gave All


    I stood there gazing down at my grandfather's grave, recently. My mother and I stopped by his grave as she drove me home from the hospital that my son was at that day. He is just a young man of 22 years, and he is battling cancer. On Tuesday he will be back in the hospital, hopefully to commence the procedure that will finally remove this cancer from his body.

    My grandfather served in the Army-Air Forces during World War II as an M.P. in France. I can still remember his stories from my childhood about the war. Granted, some of the stories were not necessarily the God's honest truth, like the one about him punching Hitler in the nose, but that was the kind of man he was. He joked around when inside he hurt a little. He passed away a few years ago. His body is at rest at the
    Riverside National Cemetery in California. His soul rests with God. His honor resides in my memories of him.
    My dad served in Vietnam. He was a helicopter door gunner with the United States Marine Corps. He doesn't talk about his military days much, though sometimes you'll catch him say a thing or two about his service. Most of the time when he speaks of his time in Vietnam it's not about the fighting he was a part of, or the carnage he saw. If he speaks of his time in the service at all it is usually about his friends he had in Vietnam and at Camp Pendleton, and how they looked out for each other while he was there in Vietnam. He also talks, sometimes, about what it was like when he returned from overseas. There was no thank you. There was no parade. He took a taxi from the airport, sat down on his mom's couch, and switched on the television. On that black and white screen flashed images of the place he had just been hours before. It was surreal to him, knowing that he still had friends over there in Vietnam. His sister noticed he was home after a while, screamed to the family about his arrival, and at that point he received the only true welcome home celebration he would get. He has told me that he didn't regret fighting, but it still bothers him to this day that Americans had turned away from the soldiers, and he never really received a "Welcome Home, thanks for your service." Last year I met a couple writers at a Military Writers Society of America function. One was the widow of a Navy Corpsman from the Vietnam War, another a Vietnamese orphan that had been pulled from the region as we departed in 1975, and adopted by American parents. Both of them, after me telling them about my dad, gave me their books for free, and autographed them to my dad, thanking him for his service and welcoming him home. When I gave the books to him for his birthday a week later, and I opened them up so that he could read what had been written in them, he didn't cry, but I could see in his eyes that he wanted to.

    When I entered the United States Navy and stepped off the bus at bootcamp in Orlando, Florida in 1984 I was frightened. I wondered if my dad and grandpa felt the same way when they first stepped into the barracks that would be their home for the next few grueling weeks. I reasoned that they were probably much more frightened as young men, because unlike me after they graduated bootcamp they were sent off to war. As the heat from the Florida sun during the hottest part of summer beat down on me during my marches and push-ups on the asphalt grinder, I imagined them beside me, doing the push ups with me, cheering me on. Then, when I stepped across the quarterdeck of the USS Chandler, DDG-996 at NAS North Island in San Diego after completing my bootcamp and "A" School, I suddenly realized their pride and honor. I was humbled by the experiences I had endured, and of what lay ahead. I turned to those ghosts of memories beside me and I thanked them. Not only for their service, but for their sacrifice and their honor and their courage. I don't know if I have ever actually told my dad and my grandfather to their face before, though I believe I have, "Thank you." But it was then, in my uniform, saluting the Officer of the Deck as he granted me permission to come aboard that in my soul I thanked them, and I hurt for what they had to go through. I thanked them with tears welling up in my eyes because it was their sacrifices that made it possible for me to place myself in the same shoes on that quarterdeck. It was their sacrifices that allowed the people out there across the country to live free lives in the greatest nation in the world. It was their sacrifice, and all of the men and women before them and after them that enabled me to decide what I wished to do next, without worrying about whether or not the government would come down on me for it.

    And now I watch those protesters that cry out against this Global War on Terror, and I forgive them. I don't forgive them because I condone their actions, or because I feel pity for them. I forgive them because they don't realize what they are doing. I forgive them because they don't understand the necessity of fighting for freedom, and fighting to maintain that freedom. I forgive them because the honor I hold inside as an American directs me to.

    On this Memorial Day, 2007, I thank my fellow Americans that are out there fighting to preserve our liberty and keep this nation safe. I value your sacrifice, and I pray that you will come home safely. And if you perish during the fight, I pray for your family, and I thank you for giving the ultimate sacrifice for your fellow Americans. And above all, on this Memorial Day, I remember you. I remember your service, and I remember the lives that have been lost not only on the battlefield, but also the Americans that perished on September 11, 2001, and in all of the other instances where those that love freedom were snuffed out by a sinister enemy.

    I Remember You, and I Thank You.

    God Bless.



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    Sat, May 26th - 12:50AM



    Proverbs 12:1

    Whoso loveth instruction loveth knowledge: but he that hateth reproof is brutish.

    When one excepts the grace offered by Christ, that person will delight in the instructions given by God, and will appreciate the knowledge gained by those instructions, regardless that the lesson was given through trial. Those that stifle their convictions, are like brutes, and miss the whole point.


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    Wed, May 23rd - 2:20AM

    Do Not Worry



    A friend of mine, concerned about my anxiety regarding my son's bout with cancer, sent me these verses from Matthew Chapter 6:25-34 (King James Version)

     25Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment?

     26Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?

     27Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature?

     28And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin:

     29And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

     30Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?

     31Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed?

     32(For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things.

     33But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.

     34Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.



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    Mon, May 21st - 1:41AM



    Matthew 7:12 - The Golden Rule

    Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them: for this is the law and the prophets.

    - in other words do onto others as you would have them do unto you.


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    Thu, May 17th - 11:24PM

    Prayer Needed For My Son and My Family



     



    Yesterday my son was diagnosed as having a tumorous mass that is cancerous. He is only twenty-two years of age. Yesterday my wife and I cried for him. His grandparents, all of our friends and family, and a number of my friends in the blogosphere, are praying for him. I am asking you to, my dear friends and siblings in Christ, to pray for my son as well. Pray for my family. Not only ask the Lord for healing, but for us to recognize his will. Thank you, and God Bless.

    (Heb 12:1-3 NKJV) Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, {2} looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. {3} For consider Him who endured such hostility from sinners against Himself, lest you become weary and discouraged in your souls.



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    Wed, May 16th - 11:58AM

    Trusting the Lord



    Proverbs 3:5-6

    Trust in the LORD with all your heart
    and lean not on your own understanding;
    in all your ways acknowledge him,
    and he will make your paths straight


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    Sun, May 13th - 8:03PM

    to my dear wife. . .



    Happy Mothers Day


    Proverbs 31:25-28


    25Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.
    26She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
    27She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.
    28Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.


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    Sat, May 12th - 12:06AM

    God's Will



    2 Corinthians 5:7

    We walk by faith, not by sight.

    God is with us. He is everlasting. God is unchanging. Have faith that the God capable of creating the entire universe so easily is capable of handling our difficulties. His will be done.


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    Sat, May 5th - 12:42AM

    God's Path



    Job 23:11-12

    For I have stayed in God's paths; I have followed his ways and not turned aside. I have not departed from his commands but have treasured his word in my heart. (NLT)

    Job was aware of God's omnipresience, but confused by the storms and trials he was enduring. He could get no fixed view of God's merciful presence, nor find comfort by spreading his case before Him. His views had become gloomy. God seemed to watch from a distance, and for all Job knew, was frowning upon him. Yet, during his darkest hour Job expressed his assurance that he should be brought forth, tried, and approved, for he had obeyed the precepts of God. He had relished and delighted in the truths and commandments of God.


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    Wed, May 2nd - 11:46PM

    Romans 12:10



    Be kindly affectioned one to another with brotherly love; in honour preferring one another

    Love is the greatest of the gifts of God, but our love of our fellow Christians should be sincere, free from deceit and poor intentions. Our new nature brought about by Divine grace must detest and dread all evil, and love and delight in whatever is kind and useful. We must not only do that which is good, but we must cling to it. Our duty towards one another is summed up in one word, love.



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