Tag Archives: Christ

Love Wins

14 Nov

From My Heart

Louise Gibson

Louise Gibson



Look deep within yourself-

What is it that you see?

Hope for the future-

A Christ-centered destiny?


I didn’t know how to truly live-

until I learned to love

And that didn’t happen until I met Christ,

our amazing God above.


If we are all wrapped up in our self,

it makes a very small package, you’ll agree.

But when Christ comes in and fills us with His love,

from the bondage of “self” we are free!


As the song goes, “Oh, victory in Jesus,

our Savior forever”-

To Him I raise my voice in praise.

He gives us purpose in living,

and strength to meet the needs of our days.

Love Wins

Know the Joy of Being Imperfect

5 Sep

From My Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders




When I first read the article on aging.
I truly wondered about the author’s age.
These are broad statements to make,
unless related to a calendar page.

“Older people are happier.
Being imperfect brings a sense of joy”
The author has a great sense of humor..
“Has society changed since you were a boy?”

“Longer life will improve quality of life”
Are you delusional?
“Aging increases knowledge”
If Alzheimer doesn’t make you institutional..

I have made my own observation about life..
Being imperfect is a natural state to be in..
Thank God, we have a Savior,
That should put an end to our chagrin

Blue Birds on bird bath

Relishing on the Journey

7 Dec

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

“Mom, please, please, can I have that for Christmas?”

Christmas used to be seasoned with pleas from our kids to get them that one more toy. We weren’t perfect parents; we gave in sometimes. But why wouldn’t we? Just like our kids, we’d fallen for the popular competitive race. It used to be called “Keeping up with the Joneses,” but now the Jones family is bankrupt. You’d think we would have learned, but no. I would put on my running shoes, slip on my headband, and put on my T-shirt that read, “Heading to Win – I’m on a Mission,” and dash off to the finish line. Anxious voices cheered me on: “Get the best, gather more, and grab every opportunity!” That included indulging our sons so they too would be a tinge above the competition. Finally, with wobbly knees, I reached that elusive finish line. But to my disappointment, rather than contentment, another finish line awaited. There was ALWAYS another finish line to reach.

Competition often throws us into the compare snare. And caught in its web, contentment is as elusive as snowflakes in Orlando. Way back in 1927 poet Max Ehrmann wrote, “If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter.” Now, years later and with a bit of wisdom flickering in me, I broke loose from that snare. By replacing competition with contentment, stress is greatly reduced. I learned this from a pretty great guy. He found contentment in ways foreign to most of us. He’d been in prison, beaten, insulted, and even left for dead, yet, he found real contentment. How did he do it? Paul is his name and he wrote a letter revealing his secret. “I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through Christ who gives me strength.” (Philippians 4:12-13) The “Christ” in Christmas is what gives us the strength to change competition to contentment. So, while sipping on a cup of hot apple cider, I’ll ponder on this truth: Contentment ushers in, not when reaching goals, but when receiving His grace to relish on the journey.

For nuggets of inspiration, visit Janet at: www.janetperezeckles.com
Janet Perez Eckles,
Grateful for the privilege of inspiring you…
Inspirational video  just for you.

Standing on the Promises

22 Jul

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Author, Poet and ArtistEvery family has trouble and sorrow. Our’s is no exception, but one day when I had come to the end of my resources, I discovered that God made promises in the Bible. Nothing has ever been the same since.

As I began to see scripture as promises I wrote them down in a small, red, velvet book. Soon it was filled with promises and quotations from godly folks I trust.

Now many years later, I’ve seen the fulfillment of those promises. Not only have they been fulfilled in the family we started with but in our descendants as well. My greatest hope has happened. God is good.

How about you, is there a special promise you have claimed in trying times?

“All your children shall be taught by the LORD, and great shall be the peace of your children.” Isaiah 53:13


If you would like to read more from DiVoran she can be found at Rebekah Lyn Books

The Epitome of Love

14 Jun

The Epitome of Love

” One word frees us of the weight and pain of life; that word is “love.

The irony of that quote is it was written before Christ by a Greek

Tragedian.  We are so blessed to know that God came in the flesh to

redeem us back unto himself. That was true love.

I thrive on love.

There is promise in the air.

I stand on the word of God.

I see Him everywhere.

He is in the air I breathe-

His promises fill my soul.

Without Him I can do nothing,

With Him, I am whole.

We are all so different-

Still all of God’s own plan.

I marvel how He leads us

To support our fellow man.

I thirst to hear the words you speak-

I long to know your soul.

Tho diverse in our interests-

Our similarities make us whole.




7 Oct



Judy Wills

 Sunday Memories

July Wills


We had not been in town very long – less than one year – when we found the church where we felt God wanted us to be members.  Six months later, I was the Church Secretary.  I found the atmosphere to be absolutely pure, compared to secular jobs I had held.

Our Senior Pastor was a delight – what you saw was what you got.  A great preacher as well as a tremendous pastor to the flock.  Wonderful to work with.  He considered us co-workers, not boss-employee.

He was very mission-minded – always looking for ways to encourage our congregation to be aware of how they could be missionaries, and lend support to those actually serving on the mission field.

Each year he proposed to have a Mission Conference, with missionaries speaking about their particular field.  He tried to incorporate those from North America, International, State, and Local missionaries.

One year, he was given the name of a woman who had defected from the former Soviet Union, Bulgaria, in fact.  And not only would she be speaking, but she was a concert violinist – First Chair in the Moscow Symphony Orchestra, and later, after her defection, First Chair in the Los Angeles Symphony Orchestra.  She had earned five music doctorates.  We were suitably impressed with her credentials.  She agreed to come, but required a piano accompanist.

As neither our church pianist nor organist wanted to undertake this requirement, I volunteered.  She sent me the music I needed to play and I began practicing every spare moment.  I was really beginning to feel intimidated by the music – not completely sure I was capable for the task.  But the day arrived, and so did our violinist.  I was shaking in my boots!  I was convinced she would see how inadequate I was to even THINK about accompanying her!  But we practiced together and both seemed satisfied we could complement each other.  My only hope and prayer was that I wouldn’t mess her up too much!

Her testimony was jaw-dropping and spell-binding!  She told how each person in her church in Bulgaria only had ONE PAGE of the Bible – and yet it was enough for them to come to know Christ.  She is the only surviving member of her family.  Both her parents and her brother (pastors) gave their lives for the Gospel.

And then she played for us.  What a command of that instrument she had!  She made it positively SING!  It was such a joy to accompany her.

We became friends from that experience – and other years she came to continue her message to us.  Even though I knew she had professional accompanists, she told me she was always happy to have me accompany her!  She could tell that my heart was in it.  She is a very gracious lady.


Violinist (Photo credit: Arturo-)

Psalm 33:3

Easter Dresses

5 Apr

My Take

DiVoran Lites

April 4, 12 2012

I walked through the children’s department in Penny’s the other day and saw rows of pastel dresses with lace, embroidery, and ruffles. My heart yearned as it recalled pictures of my mother as a girl in her Easter finery, me in a dotted Swiss dress she made one year, and our young daughter in a yellow dress and white hat. We also have a photo of our granddaughter in a poufy, flower-print dress playing with her dollhouse on the back porch.

II Corinthians 5:17 tells us that when we are in Christ we become new creatures, our old lives are over. One reason we wear new clothes at Easter is to symbolize this newness.

One day Christ died a painful and bloody death, but then he walked out of the place of burial alive. Why did this miracle happen? Let us ask the Spirit of Christ who is now with us. Isn’t that what Easter is really all about?

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