tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64498956998160314282024-03-07T03:07:46.867-05:00Anything and Everything!I want to focus more on blogging about God. There will be sometimes that I will post a funny commercial (it is good to laugh) or tell stories about my family. So get ready for a wild ride with Starla! (FEEL FREE TO LEAVE A COMMENT)Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.comBlogger335125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-6789426774101575142011-02-09T17:27:00.003-05:002011-02-09T17:34:16.765-05:00Doritos/Pug Commercial!!!I love pugs! My Gizmo was suppose to be a pug but he isn't. That's OK we still love him though.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpjaOUjUPUc">Doritos/Pug Commercial</a>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-58020682295625125132011-01-27T15:50:00.000-05:002011-01-27T15:51:10.993-05:00Somebody Died For MeI love this song.<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MDtzN1R_49w" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen></iframe>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-8362112710024207152011-01-08T16:37:00.002-05:002011-01-08T17:04:03.303-05:00Psalm 37<div align="justify">The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in his way. Psalm 37:23<br /><br />Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: for the Lord upholdeth him with his hand. Psalm 37:24<br /><br />I have to thank Kristi from <a href="http://kristi71.blogspot.com/">Thimble Thoughts</a> for a post she did about forgiving others. Kristi and I met here on Blogger and since then we have become Facebook friends. When Kristi posted her blog telling us we need to forgive, I decided to ask her to pray for me because I have problems forgiving others. She said she would pray for me and she also told me to read Psalm 37. Who knew Psalm 37 would open up a bunch of other feelings that I have been going through.<br /><br />The year of 2010 was really hard for me and my mind. I've faced depression before but I believe it was harder in 2010. So much that I didn't think I would make it through the winter and I even told a few.<br /><br />I won't lie but I became very angry with God and I couldn't hear His voice. The only voices I heard was the ones speaking to my mind telling me I was worthless and didn't have a purpose. I wanted to escape the thoughts and I would pray but it was as if God wasn't listening. As I said I had talked with others but one night I swallowed my pride and stood at church and told everyone most of the things I had been going through and ask them to pray for me. That was very hard for me to do because as I said, I had the original sin of pride in my heart.<br /><br />So things have become to get better and now when I look back I see that God's grace pulled me through. I know at the time I couldn't be delighted to be facing what I was going through but I'm delighted now that God helped me. And when I felt cast down He was there to uphold me.</div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-73497136045929717992011-01-07T17:17:00.002-05:002011-01-07T17:28:30.085-05:00One (Honda) Accord<div align="justify">This was a conversation that me and my friend were having the other day. The statement came up that we needed to get in one Honda accord and that they were willing but was everyone else willing. And they proceed to say they haven't saw people that willing since Acts. I know you are wondering what we were talking about. Well we can have a serious conversation and still add a little humor.<br /><br />All through the book of Acts there are two words that stand out and those two words are "ONE ACCORD." The thing with today, it seems the church doesn't want that, but we NEED that. To be in "ONE ACCORD" with one another.<br /><br />I've made up my mind that no matter what others do though, I want to be in "ONE ACCORD" with God. I want Him to make me different and maybe someone will say, "I want that." And just maybe we will slowly get to the point of "ONE ACCORD" again. <br /><br />Just some thoughts running through my head. </div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-84716108618143477422010-12-28T17:18:00.003-05:002010-12-28T17:22:47.443-05:00New Minute Maid CommercialI hope everyone out there had a wonderful Christmas!!! A few weeks ago I saw this commercial and said out loud that one is going on Blogger. So here it is...<br /><br /><object width="450" height="278"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xnb9aopSJB0?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xnb9aopSJB0?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"></embed></object>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-51801468670407287512010-12-23T13:19:00.002-05:002010-12-23T13:36:02.264-05:00One Day At A Time<div align="justify">Last night I finally broke down and told a handful of people at my church (handful because everyone was sick but maybe 30 or 40 people) that I've been going through a hard time. I was actually at the point that I didn't think I would survive through the winter. I personally felt the devil was trying to kill me and filling my mind with lies. Yes I knew they were lies but it was like my mind was telling him go ahead and pull up a chair and tell me more. I swallowed my pride and finally ask my church to pray for me. And I'm still trying to realize that happiness is depending on happenings but joy is depending on Jesus! After church was over I walked out and was stopped by my Sunday School teacher Matt L. and he told me the whole time I was testifying that he kept having a song go through his mind. Here is the video of the song that was on Matt's mind...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Y1wtgLAytA?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Y1wtgLAytA?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-14861624869181962712010-12-17T16:49:00.002-05:002010-12-17T17:06:24.223-05:00I Failed!!!<div align="justify">I wish some things were easy as other things. Like my Bible reading, I'm not a failure when it comes to that. I finished reading the Bible through for the 5th time. I'm really excited about it but...<br /><br />I'm the biggest failure when it comes to other things. I mean I was so close today doing something my friend keeps telling me to do (nothing bad) but I can't do it. And if I told what it was, most of you would laugh your heads off but it isn't that simple for me. I mean I prayed that I would have some of the pressure taken off me but God didn't do it. So I didn't do anything.</div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-9330202515796936212010-12-14T15:48:00.002-05:002010-12-14T15:53:14.375-05:00A Strange Way To Save The World<div align="justify">Every year we go to Beech Fork Church to see their Christmas cantata. This year they were not able to have it because of some sickness and some other reasons. I've only heard this song a handful of times but I love the song. Last week I found out the name of the song and was very surprised to find out that it wasn't a southern gospel song. Hope you enjoy this song as much as I have.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBCVIJBB7o4?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBCVIJBB7o4?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-17406128316197171532010-12-13T12:51:00.000-05:002010-12-13T12:52:36.839-05:00The Most Inconvenient Christmas<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EuQFFCI1h34?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EuQFFCI1h34?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-4266355717647872492010-12-08T13:01:00.008-05:002010-12-08T13:21:18.099-05:00Gizmo (Bad Dog You! And Some Fun!)<div align="justify">In a previous post I talked about how Gizmo is wanting to get on the back of my dad's chair. I took some pictures the day he started doing this. Also the picture of my dad with cake, I entitled that one "feed them and they will come." LOL! And the pictures of Gizmo and me are Gizmo's attempt to make me feel better. His mission was accomplished but then I started feeling bad again. I will say the last few days have been some really good days. I want to thank God and also say thanks to everyone I talked to over the weekend (you all know who you are and I love you all). Ah I forgot how annoying posting pictures on here can be. At least I figured it out.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJakfuflyNjEgladp5dxVuT3Aw2yAMhpIR1NBWKSiTCaTqqyLyFM8B5k0LAOh8w394Ccu1kOW-regVs2y54fFYWGpKJbG1uO7nzu7XiTU0kvR2ji5D8FB2tbwXvNFRWyduT8zg9TPkcVs/s1600/100_3262.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548375642620267842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJakfuflyNjEgladp5dxVuT3Aw2yAMhpIR1NBWKSiTCaTqqyLyFM8B5k0LAOh8w394Ccu1kOW-regVs2y54fFYWGpKJbG1uO7nzu7XiTU0kvR2ji5D8FB2tbwXvNFRWyduT8zg9TPkcVs/s320/100_3262.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYWA7KzRrQpesl-Y3GcaqAYGDGS_0xdUu2LbMP0YoYkAnEnpTIZNJe1Vq_uZDFVJuSqbk8qFHxH1JnQ2G8p8HR0AgzGWMuU4X2fgyxGOqlV5_y4CUlhBbw8WHUb9v3LRSEedW2ClLH-v4/s1600/100_3263.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548374618575250306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh1j69prTRy6FJVHAzMDf6iwY1zmqW6o6lFBMxPUZtOWoCrHb5oYBYYWKSzNP43Q0n2l_o3YSuhe6vUATySFadg3F5HxvKHpaK1kWPJNpRjo3rgPu-VbMEG-ygD9P-17ipKtiBmOFZVWY/s320/100_3280.jpg" /></a></div></div></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-4050811630320172522010-12-07T17:12:00.003-05:002010-12-07T17:21:29.120-05:00Where's The Line To See Jesus?<object width="400" height="250"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OExXItDyWEY?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OExXItDyWEY?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"></embed></object>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-41826253315025033302010-12-02T16:59:00.003-05:002010-12-02T17:07:44.523-05:00Romans VII (Keith Green Song)<div align="center"><strong><em>Romans VII</em></strong><br /><br /><em>The very things I hate, I end up doing,<br />The things I want to do, I just don't do.<br />Lord it seems so sad, why am I so bad?<br />When in my heart I only want to be like You.<br /><br />The very ones I love I end up hurting,<br />The ones I want to help I pass right by.<br />Now I want to be, finally set free<br />The Grace You've shown, the love I've known,<br />Please let it shine through me.<br /><br />I want to love them, the way You do,<br />I want to serve them, by serving You.<br /><br />Lord how I know Your Tender Heart must be broken,<br />By all those unkept promises I've made,<br />The question still prevails, please take away the veil,<br />About how You forgive, and still You live inside when I fail.<br /><br />I want to love them all, the way You do,<br />I want to serve them, by serving You.<br />I want to be like you; Jesus I do.<br /><br />I want to love them all, the way You do,<br />I want to serve them, by serving You.<br />Yes, I want to be like you; Jesus I do</em><strong>.</strong> </div><div align="center"> <br /></div><div align="center"><strong>* * * * *</strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">One of these days I'm gonna get it right. A quote from me.</div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-10843746226463024902010-11-29T16:17:00.002-05:002010-11-29T16:52:36.513-05:00Lets Cancel It Then! (Keep Reading)<div align="justify">Well isn't this something I'm blogging for a second time today but I figure I would because my cousin told me about this. Now first thing I want to say is, we all have the right to say what we want to say and I respect the people (not how they believe but they have their rights here in our country). What I'm talking about is what the American Atheists put on a billboard in New Jersey (I think). Anyways the billboard has the three wise men coming to a scene of the manger with a star over the manger. And the billboard says, "You KNOW it's a Myth / This Season, Celebrate REASON!" </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">You know I understand them not liking our holiday because I don't like their holiday either that is celebrated in April on the first day. But here is my point I want to make, if we are wrong for celebrating Christmas because I BELIEVE in the virgin birth. Then everyone shouldn't celebrate Christmas because of Santa Claus because that is definitely a myth there!!! (Hopefully there are no small children that read this blog. LOL!) Come on folks lets get serious. Now read this very carefully because I'm not an atheist but these are some thoughts that have been going through my head here lately. Why do we put up trees and put lights on the outside of our houses? Why do we turn blue (freezing to death) on Black Friday? (Which is something I've never done.) Why do we give gifts on Jesus' birthday? (And that doesn't mean I wouldn't like a few.) I mean I can't understand why we do some of the things we do. </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">Christmas is to celebrate Jesus! But were there any Christmas trees up or lights on the manger? The only light was a star to guide some rich smart guys to Jesus. And the night He was born angels sang the announcement to shepherds (some poor and maybe even dumb guys). So if we are wrong then others are wrong too and we should take all the stuff down and forget about it. But because my Saviour was born on this day (which some speculate that he was really born in April, ah, warmer weather!), I will celebrate this Christmas and every other one after this one. </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://nation.foxnews.com/culture/2010/11/28/new-atheist-billboard-calls-christmas-myth">Here is the article entitled "New Atheist Billboard Calls Christmas a Myth."</a></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-29153486362623920842010-11-29T12:39:00.002-05:002010-11-29T12:53:32.910-05:00Needing A Good Laugh...<div align="justify">Everyone gets a little down every once in awhile (here lately my once and while has mounted up to once a day or more times in a day). But I'm really thankful that six years ago I was able to get my dog Gizmo. In a way that little dog was sent from God. Just today we was laughing because he was doing something he wasn't suppose to being doing. Well my mom and I didn't mind he was doing it but my dad was another story. He (Gizmo) has been wanting to lay on top of my dad's chair (the very top). So not only are we getting a laugh at him doing something he isn't suppose to be doing, I'm also laughing at the thought that cats lay where ever they want and maybe Gizmo is confused about his identity. LOL!<br /><br />Here are a couple of videos from YouTube...<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-PsfHllMtA?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-PsfHllMtA?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />And by far this is still the best pug head tilt...<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JB6y7t_FeT8?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JB6y7t_FeT8?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-91785251040343493512010-11-28T08:14:00.002-05:002010-11-28T08:17:58.303-05:0041 Years Ago...<div align="justify">Well 41 years ago today (which is something I don't remember seeing how I wasn't around until 1982). I can tell you one thing about today, my cousin Marcy was born.<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCY!!! </span></strong></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-10224305538963747702010-11-25T13:00:00.002-05:002010-11-25T13:20:06.793-05:00Thankful...<div align="justify">I have a lot to be thankful for but I won't lie I do get a little frustrated because we have to set a day aside to be. Come on folks we should be thankful every day. OK so I'll get off the soap box and tell you what I'm thankful for.</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">I'm thankful for God and that I still have my Bible and still attend church. I can see to read that Bible because I was suppose to be blind but God touched and gave healing. My spiritual eyes were also opened and I saw my GREAT need of salvation. </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">I'm thankful for my family. There is A LOT that I don't like about my family but they are mine. I have the best parents in the world because they let me live here and most parents would say see ya after their child turned 18. And we also have Gizmo (the dog) and that has been a riot, lol. I also have the BEST cousins in the world (Marcy, Brandon, and Jon).</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">I'm thankful for all the people I've claimed through my life as being my family. If you don't have a lot of people in your family that are Christians, then God seems to makes up the difference by placing people in your life. Like Dad and Mom B. (and I said I wouldn't take no more parents to raise but I did and I love you both) and my little bro Chris (which is not so little because he towers over me). And for all my other extended adopted family.</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">So as I say good-bye for today, I want to wish you all a <span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!</strong></span></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-84313505568223909552010-11-24T12:29:00.002-05:002010-11-24T12:48:17.704-05:00So Much To Thank Him For<div align="justify">I wanted to post a video of Pastor Paul singing "Count Your Blessings" but you couldn't see it because my friend has all their Facebook stuff blocked. So then I tried to find a video on YouTube of someone else singing "Count Your Blessings" but I didn't really like any of them. Then I looked up this song and found Wade Spencer's little brother Kevin singing it. Here's Kevin Spencer and Friends singing "So Much To Thank Him For." Also I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving and I'm posting tomorrow too.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ywji8_bKOKg?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ywji8_bKOKg?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-83106743434813768822010-11-23T12:24:00.003-05:002010-11-23T13:32:04.915-05:00Who YOU Kissing???<div align="justify"><em><strong>Yet I have left me seven thousand in Israel, all the knees which have not bowed unto Baal, and every mouth which hath not kissed him. 1 Kings 19:18</strong></em></div><div align="justify"><strong><em></em></strong><br /></div><div align="justify">I love the language of the King James Version and the beautiful picture it paints. In this history of Kings, Elijah felt all alone. And on two different occasions he said <strong><em>"and I, even I only, am left"</em></strong> (1 Kings 19:10 and 14). The thing was it wasn't so, God told him (in my own words), "no, no, you're not the only one I have seven thousand that hasn't loved Baal or kissed him." </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">We can see two things we can learn from this scripture. The first is that we are not alone in anything we go through. Their has been someone that has been there and done that, felt that way or said that. You know only a handful of people know stuff that I go through and in some ways I don't want people to know but there are other times I would like to stand and say I feel this way sometimes and cried a million tears (yep I cry) but there was someone (God) who has pulled me through. And if I would get honest who knows maybe someone would say, "yeah I've felt that same way and thought I was the only one but it's nice to know others have these feelings too."</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">Now back to the second part and the main reason for this blog. Seven thousand in Israel were devoted to God and they loved him. And one thing I can say is I don't know nothing about love and that's the truth because I have different love for different people. I show my Dad and Mom, my family, and my adopted family (that's you Dad and Mom B. and my other people I've claimed) the same kind of love. Friends have a different kind of love but the love I'm talking about is the gooey and smoochy love that in some ways make me sick (I'm kidding) but I've never known that. But for some odd reason I associate us loving God like that. Am I making any sense?</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">Let me explain a little further. My friend Dawn has fell madly in love and I'm really happy for her and you know she is in love because she is always talking about Seth. That's exactly how we should be, so madly in love with God that nothing else matters around us. OK another example and hopefully it won't get me killed. I'm with friends (insert wink here), me and my friend after our women's conference spent the night at the camp grounds. Well the next day when my friend's husband (coughing and inserting Dad B. here) came to get us, we are sitting in the car and next thing I know he is looking at his wife (insert Mom B. here) and he proceeds to say "oh baby I missed you and I love you." (OK maybe I might be overreacting.) So anyways I'm in the car and he doesn't care but he wanted his wife to know he missed her and loved her and he didn't care who was around. Well after all that went down I had to be funny and say, "well what about me?" LOL! And at this moment Dad and Mom B. are flabbergasted but the bright side is I didn't use your real names. (I love ya guys!!!)</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">So I might not know anything about a real relationship but I want people to be able to see and know that I been loving and kissing on God. And I don't want to be afraid of who is around. Because real love isn't ashamed to smooch and hear the annoying kid in the back ground saying, "yuck would you all cut that out!"</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">My question for you (and I'm doing my best Uncle Sam impression), who you kissing?</div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-39633378323744697452010-11-22T14:02:00.002-05:002010-11-22T14:31:00.117-05:00Holiness<div align="justify">Maybe one of these days I'll explain the whole story of why I'm posting this blog entitled Holiness. I know when Dad and Mom B. read this they will definitely know why. (LOL!)</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><em>Follow peace with all men, and holiness, without which no man shall see the Lord: Hebrews 12:14</em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><em></em></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><em>Holiness</em></div><div align="center"><em>wrote by: Scott Underwood</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em>Holiness, holiness, is what I long for.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Holiness is what I need.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Holiness, holiness, is what You want from me.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em>So take my heart and form it.</em></div><div align="center"><em>And take my mind and transform it. </em></div><div align="center"><em>And take my will and conform it.</em></div><div align="center"><em>To Yours, to Yours, oh, Lord.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em>Faithfulness, faithfulness, is what I long for.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Faithfulness is what I need.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Faithfulness, faithfulness, is what You want from me.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em>So take my heart and form it.</em></div><div align="center"><em>And take my mind and transform it.</em></div><div align="center"><em>And take my will and conform it.</em></div><div align="center"><em>To Yours, to Yours, oh, Lord.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em>Brokenness, brokenness, is what I long for.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Brokenness is what I need.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Brokenness, brokenness, is what You want from me.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em>So take my heart and form it.</em></div><div align="center"><em>And take my mind and transform it.</em></div><div align="center"><em>And take my will and conform it. </em></div><div align="center"><em>To Yours, to Yours, oh, Lord.</em></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-39771811070873662552010-11-19T12:14:00.002-05:002010-11-19T12:48:14.971-05:00Bad for Business!<div align="justify">Every time I read Acts, I always think about these verses in Acts 19. The verses talk about a silversmith named Demetrius. Lets take a look at Acts 19:24-27...</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><em>For a certain man named Demetrius, a silversmith, which made silver shrines for Diana, brought no small gain unto the craftsmen; (v. 24)</em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><em></em></strong><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><em>Whom he called together with the workmen of like occupation, and said, Sirs, ye know that by this craft we have our wealth. (v. 25)</em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><em></em></strong><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><em>Moreover ye see and hear, that not alone at Ephesus, but almost throughout all Asia, this Paul hath persuaded and turned away much people, saying that they be no gods, which are made with hands; (v. 26)</em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><em></em></strong><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><em>So that not only this our craft is in danger to be set at nought; but also that the temple of the great goddess Diana should be despised, and her magnificence should be destroyed, whom all Asia and the world worshippeth. (v. 27)</em></strong></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">Now really it wasn't Paul that was the one bad for business but it was really the message that Paul was preaching. And even though Demetrius was boo hooing that Diana was being destroyed, really his problem was he was the one losing out (his money). This scripture makes me think of a few examples...</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">The first example is after Martin Luther was converted a prostitute came to him and said, "It is I." The thing was Martin Luther was a changed man. Sure he still was himself but things were different. Martin Luther responded, "But it is not I." The prostitute was losing out because Martin Luther was changed.</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">The other example is of a local preacher in our area who was a drug addict before being saved. A month or so ago he preached at my grandpa's church and he talked about how when he was saved everyone was so happy because he was saved no longer doing the drugs, no longer stealing, and no longer out late at night. The one that sold the drugs to him was now losing out because he was a changed man!!!</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><em>Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new. 2 Corinthians 5:17</em></strong></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-25722736867428469102010-11-18T13:38:00.002-05:002010-11-18T13:42:13.071-05:00Sermon Audio Quote<div align="justify">I stopped by <a href="http://www.sermonaudio.com/main.asp">SermonAudio</a> today to see the quote that is always located at the bottom of the page. This is the quote for today...</div><div align="justify"><strong></strong><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong>God never repents of His electing love. Thomas Watson</strong></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-64556779985649937372010-11-16T13:04:00.002-05:002010-11-16T13:11:47.511-05:00The Weaver<div align="center"><em><strong>The Weaver</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em></em> <br /></div><div align="center"><em>My life is but a weaving.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Between my Lord and me,</em></div><div align="center"><em>I cannot choose the colors.</em></div><div align="center"><em>He worketh steadily.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> <br /></div><div align="center"><em>Ofttimes he weaveth sorrow,</em></div><div align="center"><em>and I in foolish pride,</em></div><div align="center"><em>forget He sees the upper.</em></div><div align="center"><em>And I, the underside.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> <br /></div><div align="center"><em>Not till the loom is silent.</em></div><div align="center"><em>And the shuttles cease to fly.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Shall God unroll the canvas,</em></div><div align="center"><em>and explain the reason why.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> <br /></div><div align="center"><em>The dark threads are as needful,</em></div><div align="center"><em>in the Weaver's skillful hand.</em></div><div align="center"><em>As the threads of gold and silver,</em></div><div align="center"><em>in the pattern He has planned.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> <br /></div><div align="center"><em>Corrie ten Boom</em></div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-89367590459917118212010-11-15T12:29:00.000-05:002010-11-15T12:30:34.462-05:00When I Hear The Praises Start...<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G1GjhqalbYQ?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G1GjhqalbYQ?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-31579491922468605702010-11-12T12:27:00.002-05:002010-11-12T12:42:22.735-05:00Thanks to your son!!! (LOL!!!)<div align="justify">We had one of the strangest things happen to us last night. When we was leaving from Kroger some guy behind us started yelling at us. We couldn't understand what he was yelling. So we just went on. Well when we stopped at the red light he pulled right next to us and my dad actually rolled the window down. The next thing we know the guy said, "Thanks to your son!" OK that had us really confused, my mom said she almost said, "You know my son?" Then it slowly hit us all... </div><div align="justify"> <br /></div><div align="justify">My dad back in June bought our van off of some guy. Well on the back of the van there is a bumper sticker that says, "My Son Is In The U.S. Army." Well the thing is, I have two brothers but neither one is in the army. So even though we have received a really good laugh from the strange guy. We also think that it was a really nice thing that he done, because he wanted to show appreciation to my mom and dad on Veteran's Day for their son! (But really it wasn't their son, lol.)</div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449895699816031428.post-26796918635789898352010-11-11T12:31:00.002-05:002010-11-11T12:37:15.979-05:00Happy Veterans Day!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyqA9nl6fxutn95ilCP5FGBgFeZvmodaUIFBYgf7ZWd8oy4lJU4B_EijK4TpQScnAcnt1gb8wWKVCcyXQLnTKGeedN1nKlO-Ot2nZYtZboor5MnQNKlSPGhgdYiIhSRQc2lUH1s378FXg/s1600/theamericanflag.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538346799454223506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyqA9nl6fxutn95ilCP5FGBgFeZvmodaUIFBYgf7ZWd8oy4lJU4B_EijK4TpQScnAcnt1gb8wWKVCcyXQLnTKGeedN1nKlO-Ot2nZYtZboor5MnQNKlSPGhgdYiIhSRQc2lUH1s378FXg/s400/theamericanflag.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Thanks to all the veterans who served our country!!!</div>Starlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11685930880024437696noreply@blogger.com2