Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Four Easy Steps to a New Life
Friday, October 30, 2009
Happy Fall!
My mother loved Fall. She loved the bright colors of the leafs and the flowers. The lily above was one of her favorites. Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Brotherly Love
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Thank You All for your Prayers
Thursday, October 08, 2009
My Mother is with Jesus in Heaven
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Mama Wants to Go Home

The only answer to all my questions was answered by a soft and almost hushed sound that radiated in my heart.
Mother is longing for her home.
Her pain has been numbed by all the medicine; but her heart is searching to be comforted by the only ONE that can take her home.
Most of the time my mother stares with many small blinks in between. Her eyes opening and closing and searching for what seems lost to her on this earth.
Images become fuzzy and colors collide together like a stained glass window.
Mother sees and hears things that others do not.
When I sing to her, she mumbles ever so softly, "oh how I love Jesus, oh how I love Jesus".
I say to my mother, trust Jesus, Mommie.
HE is watching over you.
As a child I struggled.
God has allowed me to forgive.
God has allowed me to love.
God has given me strength to continue; for what HE has called me to do.
To forgive, to love and take each day as a blessing.
Just like my mother, often my eyes become cloudy.
My Savior, Jesus Christ sends the tears; just like rain to wash all the clouds away.
Dear Jesus,
Thank you for my mother. Give her peace Lord.
Bren
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
What is The Love Dare?
Thursday, September 10, 2009
In the Arms of Jesus "Baby Isaac"
In God's Hands,
Bren
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
I love you, Mommie
Friday, August 28, 2009
Pray for Baby Isaac
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Love Never Fails! It is "Fireproof"!
The movie "Fireproof"' was presented recently at my church. My husband and I were able to host this movie as well as serve a wonderful dinner to the couples that attended.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Police Officer's Prayer
As I watched my husband ready himself for work this morning, the reality of his job hit me with amazing accuracy. As a wife of a police officer I often find myself wondering how I could ever survive without him. I wonder how our children could go on in this world without the man they call Dad? You see friends, he is more than a badge and uniform; underneath of all the gear is a real man with a real heart beat. A man that loves his family and a man with a family that dearly loves this man. Does his family love him because of the fact he wears a badge? Absolutely NOT, we love him because he loves us. He is my husband and he is my children's father. Sunday, July 05, 2009
Charleston
The pineapple is the symbol of southern hospitality. Can you see the pineapple in the middle of the fountain? The fountain above is located in Charleston SC on the Battery. The Battery is the waterfront in downtown Charleston. Many battles began here. The one that is noted in history and said to have began the Civil War was the battle at Fort Sumter. Fort Sumter can be toured by taking a boat out to this history filled island from the waterfront or Battery in Charleston.
PROVERBS 3:5 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not unto thine own understanding.
My husband and I were blessed to be able to visit this place of great grace, great beauty and great history. Our youth group were near by on Folly Beach. God truly blessed our youth with a much needed retreat. The kids were able to learn and grow in Christ as they were led each day in worship and prayer by amazing leaders that love the Lord.
PROVERBS: 3:6 In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths.
This is the new Cooper River Bridge. It is a breath taking bridge to behold. This bridge can be traveled on by foot or by car. Boats on The Cooper can easily travel underneath this massive bridge.
The Cooper River bridge is about three years old. Charleston is very proud of this beauty.
Of course in Charleston you will find many marshes, rivers and ships of all kind.
This beauty is a schooner. She sails gracefully with the wind in her sails.
This in the international port in Charleston. Many things are shipped via massive cargo in this Charleston port.
The lady you see in this picture is a third generation basket maker. She makes all baskets by hand. Her hand working. . . seemingly without thinking. . . only using a broken spoon handle to perfect her weaving process.
She was taught by her mother how to make baskets. She continues this art in order to support herself and her family. She is indeed a great artist!Wednesday, June 24, 2009
When A Soldier Comes Home
When a soldier comes homes . . . he finds it difficult to . . . . . . .
to be understanding when a coworker complains about a bad night's sleep.
To be silent when people pray to God for a new car.
To control his panic when his wife tells him he needs to drive slower.
To be compassionate when a businessman expresses a fear of flying.
To keep from laughing when anxious parents say ther are afraid to send their kids off to summer camp.
Friday, June 19, 2009
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY
Happy Father’s Day!
There are three very special men in my life.
My Heavenly Father
My Father is too majestic to behold HE is God the truth to be told.
HE gave is life for me on the cross; HE died.
In my heart HE now resides.
I can never repay my HEAVENLY FATHER that is why. . .
I am the clay and HE is the POTTER!
So into HIS HANDS I am held, forever protected and gently shelled.
In HIS LOVE I will guard HIS tender gift, to my Savior my prayer I will uplift!
Thank you God for keeping me in your perfect care. Without you Lord I would not dare.
To breathe or allow my heart to beat. You are my life . . . my sweet retreat.
Author: Bren H. Copyright@Seeking Grace on the Narrow Path 6-18-09
My Earthly Father
So lovingly I think of my father from days gone by. Dad is in Heaven now and I know why.
He gave his heart to Jesus my friend. It is true I will see my daddy again!
As a little girl I always knew Daddy loved me unconditionally and true.
Although he was not perfect while he was here. Dad's love for me not forgotten; still so sweet and dear.
So to this day I remember my daddy with a child like grin. I look to Heaven for my day to come in.
I love you my sweet, old dad. You are the best earthly dad this little girl ever had.
Bren H. Copyright@Seeking Grace on the Narrow Path 6-18-09
My Children’s Father
What can be said about a father like you?
You my love. . . give so much of yourself. Sometimes there is not anything of you left.
It is true you are a man of God. You have walked where few men dare to trod.
Our children sparkle when they speak of you. Just as my eyes fill with love too.
Always giving without expecting anything in return. This my sweet husband, our children will learn.
To put God first in all that they do. Forever our children will be true.
You are a father and you love best! Oh how our children know they are blessed!
How can you be the man that you are? God dwells within you; near and far.
My love for you is beyond words that I can express Our love is divine and endless.
Happy Day to you sweet father of my children. Forever I will love you.
Bren H. Copyright@Seeking Grace on the Narrow Path 6-18-09
These poems I have written for my special ones; to be celebrated as poems of love. It is God’s blessings that is in my life. So to HIM I give all glory for the rest of my earthly life.
Bren
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Thanks to my dear friend Marcia for sharing this story with me.
THE BRICK. . .
A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar.. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down
Monday, June 08, 2009
Miracles and Faith
This little story about miracles was placed on the sidebar of "Seeking Grace on the Narrow Path" a few weeks ago. God has a way of reminding me of the truly divine blessings and miracles HE has allowed me to receive. It is for HIS glory that I write, it is for HIS glory that I share HIS love. For I seek to do the will of my Heavenly Father. I seek HIS will with faith; for I know HIS will is designed with hope. For there is no greater purpose to live this life but in HIS will. HIS will is certainly designed for this child to have faith and glorify Jesus Christ. All else will be taken care of. Where do you place your FAITH? HEBREWS 11:6 But without faith it is impossible to please HIM: for he that cometh to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek HIM. King James Bible Without faith . . . remember it is impossible to please God. So with this in mind and faith in my heart I share again the miracles that God placed in my life. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
A lump removed from my right breast a few years ago. (no sign of cancer and no more lumps)
My husband's life protected and saved!(so many times now, that I have lost count) Thank you, Lord! Thank you Lord! Thank you Lord! Thank you God for your divine intervention!
My baby son (now 14 years old) stopped breathing. As I called out to Jesus for help, a neighbor arrives. The neighbor, a Medic places oxygen to Baby Caleb's face. Caleb, purple from lack of oxygen, revived; as the ambulance arrives, Caleb is a beautiful baby pink and breathing perfectly. My husband behind the ambulance with sirens roaring, helps Baby Caleb and one frantic mom into the ambulance. Off we go to the hospital just as a precaution. Of course everything is fine. Jesus was right there with me and my newborn. HE heard my cry for help. No more problems with Caleb not breathing properly. Thank you God, for my son, Caleb. Thank you God for a lovely miracle.
When my children were small a few years ago. We were riding in the country and the gas gauge read "E". Of course my human mind is thinking how foolish I was not to check the gas before leaving town. I said a prayer; God, please let us make it back to town where we can get gas and go home. I know this sounds strange, but I told my children that God would send angels to push our car into town. My children's eyes widen. I knew God was sending angels to help us. My boys in the back seat looking back for the angels that were" pushing our car". Although we never saw the angels with our human eyes; we knew they were there. My children witnessed a miracle, along with their very thankful mother. It seems the angels had pushed our little, empty car all the way back to town. The gas station is the first place we see as we roll into town. All safe and sound. I will never forget the look on my little boys face as we made into the gas station. I will never forget their sweet words , "God's angels did it Mom!" They sure did boys, God let us see a miracle. My daughter sitting in the front seat thankful to be in town and safe. Did I mention that my little girl accepted Christ at the tender age of 7 years old? Her daddy led her to the Lord, at VBS. My son, Kylan gave his life to Christ at the tender age of 9 years. Again his daddy leading him and praying with him. Our baby, Caleb, well he accepted Christ as His Savior at the very tender age of four. He asked me how Jesus could live in his heart like Jesus lives in Mommie's and Daddy's. As I brushed back my tears, I explained to my four- year-old how Jesus died for our sins. And just exactly what "sins" mean to a four-year-old. Caleb knew there was something different about us. Caleb wanted Christ to dwell in his little heart and HE does dwell there, then, now and forever. Miracles, yes the greatest of all to see your children accept Christ as their Savior!
My mother regaining use of her hands after surgery. After much praying from her baby daughter; Lord if you can just give my mother the use of her hands I would be forever grateful. And of course Lord, I am FOREVER GRATEFUL! My mother is in a nursing home, but is able to use her hands to eat without assistance.Thank you God for your tender, gentle miracles. I love you, Lord. A miracle is a miracle; BIG or small. ALL MIRACLES are from God.Author: Bren 02-01-09
Monday, June 01, 2009
The Apple Cart. . . Excuse Me Are You, Jesus?
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
I Married the Sweetest Man on Earth!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Crossroad of Prayer
God is teaching me at the crossroad of prayer.He is carefully directing my steps at the Crossroad of Prayer.
Walking the road; each prayer is cautiously graced with words that honor my Savior. Understanding I am in the presence of Greatness beyond my ability to recognize. Approaching slowly; proceeding with awe and wonder of the majestic God of whom I belong.
Accepting HE is like no other. Praying with purpose to end the ever tug of struggle that exist in my heart. Only HE can guide me through; remove the selfishness that is in my soul. Leaving HOPE like never before.
Enduring trials; suffering of others; how can I open my mouth to ask anything of my Almighty God? Choosing; why one has and the other one has not?
Believing God cares deeply for HIS children. Blessing, heals; HIS sheep hear HIS voice and follow the Great Shepard.
Keeping grounded; searching and wanting so much more of my Heavenly Father.
Teach me dear GOD at this crossroad which path to take. Show me dear God what it is that YOU would have me to know. Lead me Lord, where You would have me to go.
Let the wisdom come Lord as my trials become lengthy and draining.
I know you are my CREATOR. Fearfully Lord, I bow my head in awe of YOU.
Come close Dear GOD; whisper in my ears, lead me to a place that is peacefully safe. Stir my soul with BOLDNESS to step out in faith. Place your shield around my shattering heart, Lord.
I am weary Lord. Tired and I need your divine direction. God I am expecting miracles; I will rely only on YOU.
Miracles Lord for your children. Miracles Lord, for all who confess and call out to YOU.
Understanding Lord, how my words to you reflect my heart’s intentions and desire to serve YOU.
Realizing GOD’S ways are not to be compared to my way.
Realizing to come into such a Holy presence is not to be taken lightly.
Realizing how truly Your Greatness is; remaining calm enough to express in human words my purpose in prayer.
Standing at the Crossroad; amazed!
GOD is GOD! HE knows the path I will take. Honor and seeking HIS WILL.
Grateful! GOD is GOD! Grateful HE hears my tiny voice. GOD is GOD! HE is not to be compared.
Who am I that GOD chooses to love me, hear me and save me from the depths of Hell? I am HIS child forever grateful, forever seeking more of HIM.
GOD IS GOD! Holy . . . Wonderful ... Counselor . . . Majestic . . . Father . . .
My GOD! My everything!
Crossroad ends and prayer begins.
Your undeserving daughter,
Bren
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
A Cup of Tea with Daddy!
One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me. I was maybe 2 1/2 years old and had just recovered from an accident. Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a get-well gift and it was one of my favorite toys. Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home. My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!' My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy and she watches him drink it up. Then she says, as only a mother would know . :) 'Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?
The author of this story was not made known to me.
HAPPY BELATED MOTHER'S DAY!
However the cute little girl in the picture is my daughter, Maleah. She was about 4 years old at the time.
How wonderful of God to bless us with daughters! Thank you, Lord for my daughter, Maleah. She is truly a blessing. Sweetie if you are reading this; I want you to know I love you more than my words could ever express!
PROVERBS 31:28
HER CHILDREN ARISE UP, AND CALL HER BLESSED; HER HUSBAND ALSO, AND HE PRAISETH HER. King James Bible
Dear God,
Thank you Lord, for you have blessed me beyond measure! I am grateful, Dear God.
I humble myself to you, Lord. I praise your Holy Name. Without you Lord, my life would be without purpose. I lift up my praises to you, Lord.
Your undeserving daughter,
Bren
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Just Another Story or A Miracle? You Decide
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: 'How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?' The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it.' Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?' The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university.' Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. 'Would you like a lock of his hair?' the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for
Study... He said it might help somebody else.. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die.. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.' She went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.She kissed her son's forehead one last time, and with tears rolling down her cheeks, left the hospital room. Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult.
It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She lay down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter..
The letter said: 'Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I Love You'. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like e the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him where was He when I needed him?' 'God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore the cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Jimmy.Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Stand Up! God Is with You!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
ROMANS 5: 1 - 8
1THEREFORE being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ:
2 By whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God.
3 And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience;
4 And patience, experience ; and experience, hope:
5 And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.
6 For when we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly.
7 For scarcely for a righteous man will one die: yet peradventure for a good man some even dare to die.
8But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
Friday, April 17, 2009
He Alone!
I can only marvel at God's Creation!
How HE created the colors of each and every wave that the tide brings in. How HE created the waves that swiftly return to the sea only to return again and again and again.
How HE designed EVERY wave in the ocean. Each crest of the wave crashing into a foamy white edge that breaks into the shoreline.
My camera can not capture the unexplainable way the earth's gravity pulls in each wave. HE alone knows how all the earth's creations are formed. HE alone knows why the waves return perfectly to the shore. HE alone knows ............
Do you ever wonder how HE created the oceans? Have you ever wondered how HE created each grain of sand? HE alone knows exactly how many single grains of sand is on every shoreline. HE alone.
As I stood on the beach with my camera in hand I understood that ONLY HE ALONE KNOWS the answers. When I gaze at the ocean, I recall the story of how Jesus commanded the waters to 'be still' and the waters did.
Luke 8 22-25
Now it came to pass on a certain day, that HE went into a ship with His disciples: and He said unto them, Let us go over unto the other side of the lake. And they launched forth. But as they sailed He fell asleep: and there came down a storm of wind on the lake; and they were filled with water, and were in jeopardy. And they came to Him, and awoke Him, saying, Master, master, we perish. Then He arose, and rebuked the wind and the raging of the water; and they ceased, and there was a calm. And He said unto them, Where is your faith? And they being afraid wondered, saying one to another, What matter of man is this! for He commandeth even the winds and water, and they obey Him.
I can only marvel. He alone knows all things. I alone can say my faith is in He alone. He alone holds the oceans in His hands. He alone has power over all creations. He alone is my salvation. He alone is my refuge. He alone is my strength. How can anyone not believe in Him alone? Bren
Friday, April 03, 2009
How I Met Jesus!
It has taken me several weeks to write about this special time in my life. I remember it so vividly. My childhood was a emotional filled roller coast ride. Most of the bad memories stick out in my mind like a sore thumb. This memory actually took me back to my eleven year old self. It's funny how memories can to that to a person. Although most memories I have tried to avoid; this memory has a permanent place inside my heart and my brain. Here is my story of how I came to know Jesus as my personal Savior. All the terms; born-again, saved, a new creature in Christ came together as I accepted the free give of salvation. A eleven year old girl may have trouble comprehending all those terms in her head; however a eleven year old girl's heart is eager to accept this marvelous love without any explanation. Faith comes easily for most children. Children see with their hearts and do not consider the things that their minds can not grasp.
As I read the salvation stories from all those who shared them with me, I realized that God deals with children's hearts in such a special way. The Bible does not tell us that we have to understand what is happening in our hearts. The Bible does tell us to believe (faith) and accept God's free gift by repeating of our sins and living a life that Christ is evident in our hearts.
It was the summer of l972. I was 11 years old. I lived on the side of town that most would consider to be the poor side. My father worked in a cotton plant as a weaver. I remember one day my father forgot his lunch. My mother asked me to take it to the plant for my dad. Since the plant was in walking distance, I pulled my backpack on with Daddy’s lunch inside. I walked to the plant and right through the unlocked back gate. I was not sure where the entrance was. I knew Daddy went in through the large wooden doors. I decided that had to be the entrance. I looked up and saw large fans blowing cotton around. As I got closer to the large wooden doors I could hear the sound of machinery running. I opened the door. The sound was so loud that I put my hands over my ears. I begin walking down a long concrete corridor. My father immediately noticed me and ushered me back to the wooden door. There was no attempt at talking: just hand motions. Daddy took the ear plugs out of his ears as he opened the large wooden doors. He looked at me and said, “Don’t you ever go into that cotton mill again”. I tried to explain to him that mama asked me to bring his lunch. I pulled the bag out of my backpack. He took the lunch from my hands and told me to go home. To this day I do not completely
understand what my father’s job was. He tried to explain it to me, but until you see the weaving process it can be difficult to understand.
We always lived near the plants because Daddy would often walk to work. We moved around quite a bit. If a plant would have a lay-off then my father would move us to the next plant that was stable.
Most of the neighborhoods that were in the area of the plants consisted of families that struggled to survive. The families usually had several children.
Although my family was large in the beginning; ten children in all. I happened to be number ten. The last child at home; all alone. It seemed that all my siblings were eager to leave and start new lives of their own. My older brothers (although still very young) were in and out of the home. They really did not look for trouble, but trouble often found them. As I neared my teen years my brothers had left home. My brothers went through difficult times. They were also very young and they were looking for something ‘special’ in their lives. Well there was not much for a young girl to do in neighborhoods like this. The other children would often gather outside and play in the streets. Sometimes they would play kick ball and sometimes dodge ball. When it grew darker outside all the kids would play hide and seek. Later in the evening I would learn how to raid the neighbor’s plum tree. That was a team effort! One of the girls that lived in the neighborhood who had befriended me and helped me learn how to raid the neighbor's plum tree asked if I would like to ride the 'church bus' with her.
I did not understand what a 'church bus' was. Kay, my new friend explained. She said it was a bus that came on Sunday mornings to take kids to church. She said that the ‘church people’ were nice and would give candy to us when they brought us back home.
Well you can imagine that candy sounded pretty good to a 11 year old girl. Plus it was something to do. Every Sunday morning the church bus would come and pick up the kids in the neighborhood. Every Sunday I would be on that bus! I enjoyed going to church! Kay was right there was something different about these ‘church people’. On one particular Sunday the youth leader in the Sunday school class asked us if we knew Jesus.
I had heard about Jesus, but the way he talked about Jesus I could tell that the youth leader REALLY knew Jesus.
The youth leader talked to the Sunday school class about how Jesus could save us from Hell. He asked if we believed there was a Heaven. Then he said if you believe there is a Heaven, you must believe there is a Hell too. He described both places using his Bible as his guide.
He asked us if we knew the difference between wrong things and right things. He and his young wife, Becky seemed to glow with happiness. I thought to myself I want what they have.
The Holy Spirit convicted me of my sins as I sat there that day. I was only a 11 year old girl, but I knew I desperately needed Jesus. The youth director said that the Bible tells us in REVELATION 3:20 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I with come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.
I heard Jesus knocking on my heart that morning! Then to my amazement the youth leader asked if anyone could hear Jesus knocking at their heart's door. My hand flew up. There were some other hands that went up too!
The youth leader asked me if I would like to accept Jesus as my Savior. I knew exactly what he was asking me.
I said, oh yes sir!
He led me down the Romans Road. I knew I was sinner. I knew I was lost without Christ. I knew Jesus died on the cross for my sins.
I prayed this prayer;
Dear Jesus, Please forgive for my sins. I believe you died on the cross for my sins. I know you took the punishment that I deserved for all the sin that I have committed. I know when my body dies, my soul will unite with you in Heaven. I believe on the third day you arose from the dead and now sit beside God in Heaven. I asked you to forgive me and come live in my heart.
Tears rolled down my face as I finished my prayer.
The youth leader looked at me and said you belong to God. You are born-again, all the evil, sinful things that you have done God has forgiven you. My soul and heart was clean; white as snow. God’s presence dwells inside my heart. I was a new creature in Christ.
There are some people that say they do not feel any different after they come to know the Lord. I remember how I felt and I still feel the same way today. I felt loved! I felt saved! I was a child of God. I knew God and God and knew me. Bren
If God is speaking to your heart today, do not hesitate. It's very simple to receive God's gift of Salvation. He longs for you to become His child. If you say 'yes' to this free gift you gain eternal Salvation. If you say 'no' you loose your chance to live in Heaven forever.
Monday, March 30, 2009
God's Simple Plan of Salvation
Friday, March 20, 2009
Humming Bird Lane And A Give-A-Away
HER HAND and look at what happens NEXT. Her husband runs for the camera and begins shooting. The woman later said if she knew her husband was going to take pictures she would have put on some make up. Personally I think she looks beautiful just the way she is.
God is so wonderful and amazing. He allows us and wants us to enjoy all the beauty that He has created on this earth. I have NEVER had humming birds land on my hands; but what a blessing that this lady was able to enjoy. The humming birds that I have seen are at my kitchen window and I am grateful to be able to get a quick peek.
JOB 12: 7 - 10
But ask now the beasts, and they shall teach thee; and the fowls of the air, and shall tell thee;
Or speak to the earth, and it shall teach thee: and the fishes of the sea shall declare unto thee.
Who knoweth not in all these that the hand of the Lord hath wrought this?
In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, and the breath, of all mankind.
KJV God's Holy Word
God has changed the way I view the world. He has given me the joy of writing. He has given me an opportunity to share my salvation story with many people. Would you share your salvation story with me? How has God changed your life? By sharing your salvation story you will be entered into a special give away. The winner will be selected at random by my son, Caleb. All entry names will be placed in a container and my son will pull one name out. The dateline for this give-a-way is March 31st. If you are not a blogger; please leave your e-mail address. All entries must state area in which they live; for example United States, NC, Canada and United Kingdom. Thank you and God bless you all for sharing your salvation stories.
The winner will receive a beautiful box filled with a devotional, pens, stamps, writing paper, notebook, cards, candles, a journal and an instrumental music cd. As soon as I can I will post a picture of the prize on my site.
Your salvation story may be left by clicking on comments under this post. Remember it's your story. I do not mind if it is short or long; just sharing it with others is a blessing. ********In order to enter this give a way; your salvation story has to be left under this posting. Just click on comments. You may also cut and paste your salvation story from your blog site to comments. Thank You and God Bless. UPDATE: THE GIVE A WAY WILL END AT 12:00 MIDNIGHT ON MONDAY MARCH 30TH. THE NAME THAT WILL BE DRAWN OUT OF THE JAR WILL BE ANNOUNCED ON TUESDAY MARCH 31st. I WILL CONTACT THE NAME THAT CALEB PULLS OUT OF THE JAR VIA E-MAIL OR A VISIT TO THE BLOG SITE. GOD BLESS YOU ALL FOR YOUR SALVATION STORIES.Wednesday, March 18, 2009
INNOCENCE IS PRICELESS
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Randy standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names and small American flags mounted on either side of it.
The six-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up,
stood beside the little boy, and said quietly, ' Good morning Randy . '
' Good morning Pastor, ' he replied, still focused on the plaque. ' Pastor, what is this? '
The pastor said, ' Well son, it ' s a memorial to all the young men and women who died in the service. '
Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque.
Finally, little Randy ' s voice, barely audible and trembling with fear asked, ' Which service, the 8:30 or the 10:45?
Thursday, March 12, 2009
My Morning Prayer: To See My Mother Smile
Yesterday I went to visit my mother at the nursing home. When I walked into my mother's room I immediately noticed that her bed was empty. Her covers not there; only the sheets and one pillow. The nurse saw the panic look on my face as I ran from my mother's room to the nurse's station. It's o.k. she said, your mother is in the social room. Really? Of course, the nurse replied. I ran toward the social room and looked for my mother. I spotted her sitting in her padded wheelchair fast asleep. As I touched her shoulder mother popped her head up and opened her eyes widely and blinked a few times. As my mother looked at me I could tell that she wasn't sure if she was dreaming or awake. I kissed her on her cheek and she realized I was not a dream. We talked for awhile and of course I had to tell her how wonderful she looked. She is almost 84 years old. She never tires of hearing her children tell her she is beautiful.
Before I went to see my mom I e-mailed one of my best friends. I asked Debra to pray for me on this morning I would travel to see my mom. I prayed too! You see, I am my mother's baby; the youngest of ten children. Can you believe that?
My morning prayer; Crying out to you Lord; from the bottom of my heart.
PLEASE GOD HELP ME NOT TO CRY. HELP ME TO BE STRONG FOR MY MOTHER'S SAKE. GOD YOU KNOW IT BREAKS MY HEART TO SEE MY MOTHER LIVING HER LAST DAYS IN A NURSING HOME. GIVE ME THE STRENGTH LORD; TO SAY THE RIGHT THINGS, TO MAKE HER SMILE AND TO PRAY WITH HER. LET IT BE A GOOD DAY FOR US BOTH, LORD.
THANK YOU GOD FOR YOUR MANY BLESSINGS AND TEACH ME LORD WHAT YOU WOULD HAVE ME TO LEARN.
I LOVE YOU, LORD.
YOUR CHILD.
BREN
Well it is so sweet to see God answer prayer. God is truly my Father. He knew I had to go and He gave me the strength and courage to do so. Not only was it a good day for my mother and me; mother allowed me to take her outside. We sat under the gazebo and talked about life things. The wind blew slightly and the sun warmed the garden. She pointed to a tree and told me that it was a Maple tree. The daffodil's were starting to bloom; and she wondered if the flowers at her house had bloomed yet.
She still thinks of her home. We all know because of her medical condition that she will not be able to return to her little house that she and my daddy shared. Of course, daddy is in Heaven with Jesus. The house is empty.
We talked for a good hour out under the gazebo and mom tired. I headed her wheelchair back to the social room. The nurse needed to assist my mom after awhile. I remained in the social room with the other residents. Ms. Mary was there and was taking her socks off and laughed with delight each time she removed them. Ms. Wilson talked to me, although I know she didn't understand what she was saying. Then there was another lady in a wheelchair; no response just staring at me.
The nurses returned my mother to her room and attended to her medical needs. They came for me when they had finished. As I entered mom's room the odor was so bad. I opened the window and the fresh air cleaned the room. Mom's roommate sat staring at me.
I washed my mother's face and applied her favorite Oil of Olay lotion. Next was her nails; file, wash and only clear polish.
Mother was tired, it had been a long day. We talked a little more. Mother's eyes began to close. I knew it was time for me to go. I prayed with my mother and told her that I love her and I would see her soon. She seemed happy. She looked up and said she enjoyed our day together. I kissed her good-bye and I told her it was a good day and that I was glad to bring her joy.
So, thank you Dear God for answered prayers. My heart can not bear these things without You.
Bren
Monday, March 09, 2009
How to Plant Your Garden
First, you Come to the garden alone,
while the dew is still on the roses....
FOR THE GARDEN OF YOUR DAILY LIVING,
PLANT THREE ROWS OF PEAS
1. Peace of mind
2. Peace of heart
3. Peace of soul
PLANT FOUR ROWS OF SQUASH:
1. Squash gossip
2. Squash indifference
3. Squash grumbling
4. Squash selfishness
PLANT FOUR ROWS OF LETTUCE:
1. Lettuce be faithful
2. Lettuce be kind
3. Lettuce be patient
4. Lettuce really love one another
NO GARDEN IS WITHOUT TURNIPS:
1. Turnip for meetings
2. Turnip for service
3. Turnip to help one another
TO CONCLUDE OUR GARDEN WE MUST HAVE THYME:
1. Thyme for each other
2.. Thyme for family
3.. Thyme for friends
WATER FREELY WITH PATIENCE AND CULTIVATE WITH LOVE. THERE IS MUCH FRUIT IN YOUR GARDEN BECAUSE YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW.
My instructions were to send this to people that I wanted God to bless and
I picked
you!
Thank you my dear friend, Blessed Again. I am truly blessed because you are my friend.
Friday, March 06, 2009
Who is Perfect?
PERFECTION OR REFLECTION?
How often I have looked at others and thought to myself; they look so
very perfect.
They are the beautiful people and seemingly do not have any worries on this earth.
They are very wealthy.
They are at the top of their careers.
They have so much money; to buy more perfect things for their perfect lives.
They have beautiful houses in perfect neighborhoods.
Their children make excellent grades in school.
They can pay for perfect success on this earth.
PROVERBS 27:19
As in water face answereth to face, so the heart of
man to man.
King James Bible
God’s Holy Word
My heart is full with sadness. I realize the need for the Savior is so real in today’s world.
My family struggles in today’s economy; but our hearts rest “perfectly” in the assurance of God’s love
Friday, February 27, 2009
Fruit of the Spirit
Christian character is produced by the Holy Spirit, not by self-effort.
GALATIANS 2:20 I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me.
GALATIANS 5:22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy , peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith.
GALATIANS 5:23 Meekness, temperance: against such there is no law. King James Bible.
My sons are growing so strong so fast. Their physical appearance can be deceiving; they look mature on the outside. I often wonder about their inside. How about their hearts, their souls, how are they changing? What about the fruits? Do I see the blooms of love, kindness, gentleness? Do they see those flowers of fruit in me?
I am not expecting perfection from my boys. As I hope they do not expect it from me.
My sons are still very young. They have much to learn; just as we all do.
Am I a fruit inspector? No. Just a farmer with two boys planted; waiting for the harvest season.
Thank you HeartLight.org for the beautiful picture by Ben Steel.(above)
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
May Your Day, Be a Shay Day!
I received this e-mail from a friend with this special story included. The sender asked if I would make a choice. I could choose to delete it or forward it to other friends. I am choosing to forward it. The author of this story was not made known to me. If anyone does know the author please let me know. If you would like to share this story with others please do so with the understanding that the author is unknown at the present date 2-20-09......Bren
Two Choices........
What would you do? You make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway.
My question is: Would you have made the same choice?
At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:
'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does; is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?'
The audience was stilled by the que ry. The father continued.
'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled, comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'
Then he told the following story:
Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?'
I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father
I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'
Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.
In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.
In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?
Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, re cognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.
The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates.
Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!'
Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.
Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!'
Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.
He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.
Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home...All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to thi rd! Shay, run to third!'
As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!'
Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.
'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.
Shay didn't make it to another summer. He d ied that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy; and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY:
We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference.
We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things'. So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:
Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity, or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?
A wise man once said, every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
You now have two choices: 
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
FIREPROOF
The Movie Sparking a Marriage Movement
Inside burning buildings, Captain Caleb Holt lives by the old fire fighter's adage: NEVER LEAVE YOUR PARTNER BEHIND. In the cooling embers of his marriage, it's another story. As he and his wife prepare to enter divorce proceedings, Caleb's dad asks his son to try an experiment:" The Love Dare". But is it too late to fireproof his marriage? His job is to rescue others. Now Caleb must face his toughest job ever . . . rescuing his wife's heart.
Two showings: Friday, March 6 at 7:00 PM
Saturday, March 7 at 7:00 PM
Free Admission: Call church office at 704-843-4924 for tickets
Nursery Provided
Our church will also be showing the movie in our life center on March 6 and March 7.
If you have not seen this movie I understand that it is quite powerful and will bless your marriage.
As of today's date I have not yet seen the movie. My husband and I are planning to see "FIREPROOF" on Valentine's Day. And again at our church on March 7. (just as a review).
Most of you know I am married to a police officer. He serves a large city in the state of NC. He has protected and served this city for over 22 years. He continues to serve this wonderful city each day. My husband understands it is God that called him to be the police officer that he is today. Without any doubt my husband and I also know that God "PROTECTS" him each day. In fact God has protected my husband so many times that I can not count. Most of the times I am not made aware of what happens to my husband while he is at work each day. However I am forever grateful to God for His Divine Protection for each day HE PROTECTS my husband. I am forever grateful to my wonderful Savior. For without God's intervention, I could not be strong for my husband. I look to God each day for courage to be brave for my husband. I rely on God and I know He will take care of my husband. My Savior replenishes my courage to stand strong and pray long.
Marriage is difficult in today's world. So, when you add the fact of being married to someone that places his life on the line each day; it can become more difficult, more stressful and a merry-go-round of dilemma.
NAHUM 1:7 The Lord is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble; and He knoweth them that trust in Him. King James Bible. This verse has a very special place in our hearts and in our home.
A few years back my husband was working in a bank (off duty) when two men ran in; one of them has a gun in his hand. Both of the men had stockings over their faces and it was evident they intended to rob the bank. Of course, they could not see my husband because he was at the end of the bank teller's counter. The robbers were persistent and yelled to the bank tellers to give them the money or they would begin to shoot. My husband pulls his gun from his holster and keeps it pointed at the robbers. He screams to the robber(the one holding the gun) to drop the gun. Then one of the robbers jumps over the counter and my husband aims his gun at him and yells at the robber to get on the floor. At that point, my husband is able to get the robber to the floor and handcuffs him. My husband then runs to catch the other robber. This was the one that pointed the gun at my husband and the frozen bank tellers. I guess this robber decided it was a good time to depart the bank. Of course, by the time my husband ran to the door of the bank the robber had vanished. But thanks to the other officers out in the field that day, later the second robber was caught. My husband remaining calm, returns to the bank and finishes his job. On the counter next to him; a date book with the date and the Bible verse:
NAHUM 1:7 The Lord is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble, and He knoweth them that trust in Him. King James Bible God's Holy Word
For my husband's bravery and because he saved so many lives that day he received the Medal of Valor Award from the great city he serves. The Bible verse was framed and placed in our home as a gift from the bank tellers. My husband has spoken about this incident to me a few times. The first time: I sobbed so hard I could not comprehend his words. The second time, I heard a little more. The third time he spoke to me was after the trial and the FBI gave us the pictures that the bank's camera had taken during the robbery. Again more tears, my legs turned into jelly and to my knees I fell; thanking God for saving my sweet husband's life. Seeing pictures of my husband with a gun pointed at him, put everything about my marriage in perspective. I love my husband and God allowed him to return home that evening to me and our children.
My husband trusted God to protect him that day and God did! My husband remained calm and he later told me he knew God was with him. He did not have fear.
The point of this post is very simple; wives love your husbands today with all your heart because tomorrow he may not be here. Likewise for the husbands out there; love your wife as Christ loved the church and gave His life for it.
Marriage is difficult, but love is not. Marriage is difficult, but praying is not.
Being left behind is difficult, but not being there is a total loss. So, husbands put your wife before yourself; likewise wives put your husband before yourself. Your marriage will be blessed, filled with joy and complete with true love as you unselfishly love your spouse.
Written by Bren on 2-12-09
Edited by Bren on 2-14-09
Authorization has not been given to commercial writers and/or commercial publishers to print this writing for financial gain. This writing is my husband's testimony for our Lord, Jesus Christ and will be used only for God's purpose. Thank you and God bless you.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
TO EVERY THING THERE IS A SEASON
ECCLESIASTES 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
ECCLESIASTES 3:2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
ECCLESIASTES 3:3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up:
ECCLESIASTES 3:4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
ECCLESIASTES 3:5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
ECCLESIASTES 3:6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
ECCLESIASTES 3:7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time keep silence , and a time to speak;
ECCLESIASTES 3:8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
The above words are from my King James Bible.
There really is a time for everything and that time is planned by God. He created us and gave us "our birthday". Not only does God give us our lives, He also can take them at any time. Have you ever considered why God has placed you here on this earth? Could it be your time to plant what God has placed in your heart? Or maybe to pluck up that which God has planted for you?
Wars will continue; there will be time to kill on this earth. As dreadful as killing can be, it will happen over and over again. Be assured God knows all things; including those that choose to kill.
Thank God, there is also a time to heal. Have you given God a chance to heal you? Maybe you have had your heart broken or maybe you are sick. Ask God for His help, He promises to hear the prayers of His children. God gives us a choice; we can choose Him or reject Him. Choose Him and allow Him to heal you today.
Has this life broken you down? Then let God help you rebuild. Ask forgiveness of your sins and ask Christ to live in your heart today. God not only will help you rebuild, but will give you a clean heart without sin.
The last few months, I have had my share of weeping. Now God is preparing the way for me to laugh again. There will be more mourning. Thank God, the mourning will pass and we will be able to dance again soon. Every time I close my eyes I can see my grandmother and my father dancing with Jesus in Heaven.
There will be plenty of time to cast away and gather stones. Thank God, for forgiveness and those times we can embrace our brothers and sisters in Christ. And of course as the stones begin to gather again, there will come a time to refrain from embracing.
A time to get from this life and a time to lose from this life. It is a never- ending circle. Just remember each time you go around, God is right there with you. He allows us the things to KEEP and the things of this life to CAST AWAY.
There is a time to rend; to think about our lives decisions. After that a time to sew or do to the work of Our Lord.
A time to speak. To speak of the things that are righteous and declare to this world that, I LOVE JESUS! And yes there is a time to be silent and allow God to speak to us. Open our hearts, our ears, our souls to what God is saying to us.
This of course is my favorite part of ECCLESIASTES; A TIME TO LOVE. God is love. There is no question about that. His Love brings me through each day as I walk on this Narrow Path.
You probably already know my least favorite part of ECCLESIASTES; A TIME TO HATE. Just because I do not like to talk about hate, does not mean it does not exist. So the Bible clearly states that will be a time to hate. Hate the sins of people, hate the injustice in the world and hate the things that are not of Our Holy Savior.
I must admit that I am not a fan of any type of war, however; there will be wars as the Bible declares. Pray for our soldiers who have to fight for our liberties. Pray for the hurt and wounded in the battlefield. And pray for those who fight spiritual wars each day as they struggle against unseen forces in this world.
And finally PRAY FOR PEACE! Pray if it be God's will, that there will be peace on this earth. Peace, Peace, Sweet Peace.
Written by: Bren
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Listen to God's Whispers
Can you hear the whispers of Our Holy Savior? Sometimes, this world tries to drown out Our Savior's sweet whispers to our hearts. This world is very manipulative with their shouts. JUDGEMENT! FALSE WITNESS! JEALOUSY! SELFISHNESS! HATE! Often these shouts are disguised as offers of help or advice. God NEVER leaves His children. I will trust Him with my whole heart. For I know His whispers are true and loving. His whispers are special to me. His whispers are why I live my life each day. His whispers are the sweetest comfort to my heart. His children hear His Voice.
So my prayer today is to shut out all those shouts of this world. To serve Christ each day faithfully. To listen to the soft whispers of My Holy Savior. To love as Christ loves, to forgive as Christ does, to continue on The Narrow Path with or with out support from anyone that lives on this earth.
Thank you Jesus for choosing me as your child. Thank you Jesus for loving me and forgiving me when I fail you. Thank you Jesus for leading me with the soft, sweet whispers that come directly from you. Thank you God for the understanding you have placed in my heart.
Forever I am grateful for those sweet whispers. Forever I am grateful for your caring and gentle ways.
I love you, Lord. I love your whispers. My heart is full of hope now. My heart will continue for I know You are with me.
One more prayer Lord: God you know what is happening in this world. You know that Your Daughters are under attack. Please God pull us through. This morning and this afternoon Lord, two of my sisters in Christ have poured their hearts out in prayer to You, Lord. I also have poured out my heart in prayer to you, God. We need your guidance, we need your direction, please Lord help us. Lord, we are christian women seeking You in this world. Hear our prayers, oh Lord. Help us Jesus. Lord, be with M. and her family, be with D. and her family, be with S. and her family and Lord be with me and my family. Thank you God for answered prayers. I love you, Lord.
Your child,
Bren
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
When Love Takes You In
These are the words to Steven Curtis Chapman's Song.
I know you've heard the stories. They all sound too good to be true. You've heard about a place called home, but there doesn't seem to be one for you. So one more night you cry yourself to sleep and drift off to a distant dream.
Where love takes you in and everything changes. A miracle starts with the beat of a heart. When love takes you home and saids you belong here. Loneliness ends and a new life begins when love takes you in.
And somewhere while you're sleeping, someone else is dreaming too. Counting down the days until they hold you close and say I love you. And like the rain that falls into the sea, in the moment what is been is lost and what will be.
When love takes you in. Everything changes, a miracle starts with a beat of a heart
AND HIS LOVE WILL NEVER LET YOU GO; THERE IS NOTHING THAT WILL EVER CAUSE THIS LOVE TO LOOSE IT'S HOLD.
When love take you in everything changes. A miracle starts with a beat of a heart. When love takes you home and saids you belong here. The loneliness ends and a new life begins. When love takes you in. It takes you in for good. When love takes you in.
These are the words from the King James Bible.
Matthew 22: 37 Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord the God with all thy heart, and with the soul, and with all thy mind.
Matthew 22: 38 This is the first and great commandment.
Matthew 22: 39 And the second is like unto it, Thous shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. KJV God's Holy Word
Friday, January 16, 2009
Do You Need a Savior?
This song was was written by Steven Curtis Chapman. He lost a child a few months ago. He continues to write songs and praise God. I will be sharing with you in my upcoming posts more songs that he sings. Please take some time, and listen to the words and open your heart up IF you need a Savior.
Well who is this angry man I see, in the mirror looking back at me?
It's a man who's tired. A man who's weak. It's man who needs a Savior.
And who is this beautiful little child, crying out from home, lost in the wild?
With a lonely heart that's fading fast.
It's a child who needs a Savior. A child that needs a Savior.
And what is this longing in my soul that I get so scared and angry? I need more than just alittle help. I need someone who will save me. Come and save me. I need some one to save me. Who will save me? Come and save me.
And who is this one nailed to a cross, who would rather die than leave us lost? He's come to rescue us. Come to set us free.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
It is Christ the Lord, Our Savior.
Please take a few moments more to read the Bible verses below; if you need a Savior.
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that He gave His only Begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
Romans 3:23 For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God.
Romans 5:8 But God commendeth His love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
Romans 6:23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Romans 10:9 That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.
Romans 10:13 For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.
John 3:3 Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily, verily, I say unto thee,Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.
God bless you all. Leave me a comment if you accepted Christ as your Savior today.
Your's in Christ,
Bren
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Calm Your Child, Lord!
The storms will rage; but in the mist of all the lighting and thunder God is waiting to calm His child. Going through storms is not a easy battle, but I know soon
the storms will pass. I know God hears my prayers. He is calming my soul and opens up the umbrella to shield my heart. Just when you think you can not bear anymore, God whispers to my heart, "I AM here with you my child". Although this week has been very trying for me, God tugs on my heart and beckons me to continue with His mission. The storms will come again. My soul will rest when the storms do arrive. My Heavenly Father is here with me, forever here to calm my soul! So let the storms rage again. As I know they will. For I know, I am HIS CHILD and HE will calm me and keep me safe.
ROMANS 5:1 THEREFORE being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ:
R0MANS 5:2 By whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God.
ROMANS 5:3 And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience;
ROMANS 5:4 And patience, experience; and experience, hope:
ROMANS 5:5 And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us. King James Bible
My writings are very simple and to the point. Throughout my teaching years, I learned early on that children expect: simple words and simple steps. Thank God, for bringing those wise, little students into my life. It is my mission to keep my words simple and uncomplicated. My soul is calm when my words reflect the simple way Jesus changed my life.
Staying the course through the storms is my heart's desire. Relying on Jesus to calm me is my prayer and my hope.
Written by: Bren
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
We Walk By Faith
II CORINTHIANS 5:7 (For as we walk by faith, not by sight:) KJV God's Holy Word
Walking by faith is totally trusting God to lead us in the right direction. There will be many times when we know Satan is aware of "our walk". As we walk, God shelters us. He will protect us and keep us from temptations. As we stay focused on Christ we will certainly be able to resist Satan's snare.
1 PETER 5:8 Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour. KJV God's Holy Word
Persistant prayer and being faithful in seeking God's will; will empower you with God's armour to resist the devil. Do not let Satan deceive you, because he would like to see God's children hurting and off the narrow path.
As a christian woman, I have faced and will continue to face many of the devil's tempations. God, my Heavenly Father, knows how much my heart can handle. I am thankful to walk by faith. God knows walking by faith is difficult for His children on this earth. He will not put in our path; trials that we can not endure. Our walk in faith will teach us through these trials. God will allow wisdow and strength to come as our trials lead us into His arms.
Walking in faith is purely a trusting matter. Let your heart trust in Our Lord. He is faithful to care for us. He is faithful to bless us. He is faithful to guide us.
Let us be faithful and walk the good walk on the narrow path. Difficult times will come. Be assured you are not alone on this faith walk as narrow as the path may be.
Dear God,
Thank you, Father for helping us to keep our hearts and eyes upon you. We know Lord, the devil is looking for those he can destroy. Protect us Lord. We trust you Lord. We love you, Lord. Forgive us Lord, when we fail. Help us Lord, to stay on the narrow path and walk by faith.
Your child,
Bren
Saturday, January 10, 2009
100 Miles An Hour!
Life is flying by at record speed! One day we will find ourselves rejoicing in Heaven with our Heavenly Father. I am wondering when that day will be. Will anyone in heaven care what someone's past was? Can anyone hear me?
Look around folks. There are people here on this earth that need Jesus's love. They are looking for someone. They are looking for someone to say, "Are you ok, can I help in any way?". They are looking for someone to love them just as they are. They are looking for people that strive to be like Jesus. Are you going to be Jesus to someone today? If you had the chance and could go back in time, what would you do first?
I know what I would do. I would slow down and live my life without fear and without judging others. I would try to walk in someone else's shoes and open my eyes wider to see what Jesus would have me to do. I would understand. I would look back and ask, 'Was I Jesus to anyone today?'
No more running 100 miles an hour for me folks. I have to slow down. After all I certainly do not want to get a speeding ticket! I certainly want to be heading in the right direction when Jesus returns for His children.
Lord, slow me down. Head me in the right direction. You know, Lord I am holding on to you to pull me through. Calm my soul, Lord. Your child, Bren.
Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Hebrews 12: 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 is set down at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews 12: 3 For consider him that endured such contradiction of sinners against himself, lest ye be wearied and faint in your minds. KJV God's Holy Word.
Thank you God for sending your son, Jesus to die on the cross for our sins. I love you Lord.
Your child,
Bren
Thank You Cathryn at "I am Redeemed By The Blood Of The Lamb" for this Lovely Award
Thank you Cathryn for this most high honor award. I have only been writing for a few short weeks. I am very touched you would choose me for this award. I will pass it on. I believe in encouraging others as much as God allows me to.
My purpose here at The Narrow Path is to tell others about Jesus. Thank you again. I am so glad to know that there are other christian women out there that really love others like Jesus does.
Since I am new to blogging, I am not sure how to pass alone this award. So if anyone out there in bloggy world can help me, I would appreciate it. These are the sites I feel deserve this award for spreading the love of Jesus and creating wonderful blog sites.
"Sharing Sharon", "With A Grateful Heart", "Beautifully Imperfect","This is the Day", "Whatsoever Things Are Lovely", "KJV Blog Directory","Abounding Treasures"
Thanks again for the award from the bottom of my heart. Since my purpose is to share my life about Jesus Christ I am going to forgo future awards. Comments and questions are very much appreciated. This site will be award free and tag free site. Please understand your sweet thoughts of me are very much appreciated. Your friendship in Christ is so precious to me.
Your sister in Christ,
Bren
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Beautiful stained glass windows in a church. How beautiful! Please take a moment to enjoy these. And while you are enjoying these, please take a few moments to pray for the less fortunate. Who are the less fortunate? You might be surprised to learn that the less fortunate are all around us. Sometimes sitting right next to us in a big, beautiful church. Sometimes the less fortunate are in the grocery store struggling to buy food for their family. Sometimes the less fortunate are on the side of the road waiting for someone to offer help. Sometimes the less fortunate are in your neighborhood with needs you don't know about. Sometimes the less fortunate are in your very own family, maybe they don't know The Savior.
You see the less fortunate is anyone that YOU can help. Let God lead your heart today and help someone that needs you. God has blessed you and me with so much. So let's take a look around. Maybe there is someone that needs a helping hand.
Maybe someone needs a prayer, maybe someone needs you "just to listen". Maybe someone needs food. Maybe someone needs a warm coat. Maybe someone needs a pair of shoes. Maybe someone needs a place to stay.
No matter what the reason. There is always someone that God sends into your life so you can have the opportunity to help. When you do help God will bless you. So open your heart and your eyes to see those who need a blessing today.
God bless you FORTUNATE CHILDREN AND UNFORTUNATE CHILDREN.
Written by: Bren
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
It is a New Year and my heart is heavy with love and concern for the officers that protect the great city of Charlotte. My heart holds a special place for one such officer. Keep him safe Lord. I am trusting in you to protect him and bring him home to his family each night. For all the ones out there Lord, please protect them, lead them and direct their steps to safety. They are just ordinary men and women that want to make a difference in this world.
All these officers are special to someone and have families that love them. Please pray for our men and women that protect us each day. These men and women put their lives on the line each day for us.
There is a special place in my heart for one of these officers. He knows who he is. Please pray for all the Charlotte Meckleburg police officers for this upcoming year of 2009.
HAPPY NEW YEAR! MAY GOD BRING SAFETY AND PEACE TO ALL OF YOU IN BLUE!
MAY GOD SEND ANGELS TO WATCH OVER YOU. MAY GOD ALLOW BLESSINGS TO FLOW IN YOUR HEARTS, HOMES AND LIVES. I LOVE YOU GUYS.
Dear God,
Thank you for being our gracious, heavenly Father. Thank you God for your many blessings. Thank you Lord, for your protection, peace and loving us in our imperfections. There are so many Lord that are in need of prayer. My heart is burdened with so many. Please forgive me Lord for my sins and hear my prayer today
Please God if it be your will; send peace to this world. Protection for armed forces here and overseas.
Father, please do not let us forget those who suffer from poverty. Open the unsaved hearts Lord, so they might come to know you as their Savior.
Remind us Lord, that we can help others as you help us. God you know all our needs, I place them before You today.
I love you Lord and I thank you for answers to my prayers.
Monday, January 05, 2009
What is a Hero?
Friends For Life
I really couldn't believe my eyes when I saw this amazing photograph. Animals just have a special innocence about them. Not only did these amimals capture my attention; they also captured my heart.
These animals realized that they needed each other. Despite their differences, they accepted each other. Wouldn't the world be a sweeter place if despite our differences we could just accept each other?
My Serenity Prayer
My mom gave me the "Serenity Prayer" years ago. I thought at the time that mom just wanted me to have a lovely picture to hang in my home. I know now, this prayer is much more than a beautiful picture.
You see my mom is 83 years old and she is in a nursing home. She can not get out of her bed. She can use her arms and hands to do small things. She also can still give her baby daughter much appreciated advice. Thanks Mom.
My mom knows that as a christian woman I will experience discrimination, judgement from others, and only God knows what else. Mom also knows that God Is In Total Control. Mom knows that I will face challenges. She knows that I have to surrender those challenges to God. Thank you Lord, for my mom. Lord you know the what the past has held for us and You know what the future holds for my mom and for me. Again Lord Grant me the Wisdom to know the things I can't change.
The wisdow that my mother shared with me, I want to share with my daughter. Sweetheart, I am so proud of you for all you have accomplished in your young life. Your father and I am are so amazed at how well you use your God given talents to teach and care for your students so tenderly. We know you have found the true purpose for living life on this earth. Happy birthday, Sweetheart. God thank you for my daughter and all she means to me. Thank you God for sending someone special into her life. He is a very young man and we know he will stand beside our daughter through this life
Seeking Grace on the Narrow Path
The narrow path can sometimes seem to be a very lonely place. You see there are not many who travel on this narrow path. However; when I travel I do not travel alone. I have a constant companion, friend and comforter that travels with me. He is always here, even on a long, narrow path. When others do not understand and would like to for me to wonder off into a different direction, I hear my friend's soft, still voice saying, " Stay with me, child. I am here." I guess I should introduce you to my best friend, his name is Jesus Christ. Jesus and I have been friends for quite some time. In fact it has been 35 years ago that our wonderful relationship began.
I was invited to church by some gracious people that love the Lord and people that had a burden for unsaved souls. As the youth minister talked to us about Jesus, my heart grew very tender. I knew that void in my heart had to filled with my Savior, Jesus Christ.
Everyone sins. But anyone that will ask forgiveness for their sins will be forgiven.
So that is exactly what I did. I asked Jesus to forgive me and cleanse my soul. I know that He died on the cross for my sins. I know when my body dies, I will have a eternal home in heaven. I wonder if you know where your soul will go when your body dies.
Written by: Bren






















