Children Forget The Rules–Watch This.

Children Forget The Rules–Watch This..

A Romanticized Rape: Mary Kay Letourneau and Vili

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Judge Says Child Rapist Didn’t Mean To Hurt The 3-Year-Old He Sodomized

Judge Says Child Rapist Didn't Mean To Hurt The 3-Year-Old He Sodomized.

The actions of this judge are morally reprehensible!
It’s high time that society take a stand and ask if this judge has his head stuck in the sand! This perpetrator should be put behind bars for the rest of his life.

Book Launch Invitation & two reader comments…

 

Made New Book Launch flyer

…I laughed, I cried, my heart and soul ached for all that you went through and I felt boundless joy reading about how your relationship with Christ has evolved and is continuing to grow daily. When you asked questions, you asked the hard questions that require soul searching for answers. Thank you for doing that as I don’t think we ask enough hard questions in this present age. Thank you so much for obeying God and telling your story. This book has the potential to help so many people who are hurting because of choices they have made. ~ Patty

I spent the weekend with you and your friend, Judy!! What a journey – what courage – what a faithful God to bring you to this place!! It has given me such insight into who you are and how God has brought you here – for such a time as this. I found myself in parts of your story – the me I had forgotten even existed. Your journey was a tough one, but look at the victory!! Amazing grace, no doubt about it. ~ Cathy

Lord, Let my voice be Your Voice!

THE PRICE HE PAID FOR ALL OUR SIN, PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE

Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame. Psalm 34:5
Here I am Lord, Send Me!
Let my voice be Your Voice!
Pete and I moved to Woodstock, Georgia on June 1, 2012. After weeks of unpacking and getting settled into our new home we decided ‘ok, it’s time to spend some time on our new deck and begin enjoying this wonderful piece of heaven the Lord has blessed us with’.
I don’t know about you but when we move to a new home Pete and I always look forward to spending quiet time with each other, and with the Lord, especially after weeks of stress that comes with change of address notifications, scheduling garbage pickups, hanging pictures, organizing closets, new driver’s licenses and tags, etc.
When we moved from our home in Anderson, South Carolina it was hard to imagine being blessed by another wonderful outdoor environment. We had so much enjoyment out of the beautiful yard we were leaving. We had our favorite trees, seasons, and even favorite flowers and bushes! We discussed what our next home would be like and prayed that God would lead us to a place where we would enjoy many hours of intimacy with Him in a deeper and more profound way.
So, one day in mid-July, we decided it’s time to start enjoying this new place. The first person we encountered was a woman, who was quite amusing by the way, probably mid-60’s, carrying a walking stick so she would be able to fight off any ferocious animal that crossed her path. She was wearing a rather large brimmed straw hat, white sweater with blue stripes, fuschia pink shorts, and a pair of walking boots. After a few seconds she soon disappeared on up the street.
A hummingbird landed on a dead branch just above us as if to say, “Hmm, this is a sight. I’ve never seen them here before”.
We like to call this ‘sitting on the porch growing old together’ and one of God’s many blessings in growing and forming more intimate relationships.
Of the hundreds of trees near our home, just across the cul-de-sac is a majestic Georgia pine tree with the straightest and widest trunk I believe I’ve ever seen. It seems as if it’s standing guard over the home behind it. It has a huge crown that is so prideful as it reaches halfway down the entire length. It seems as if it’s standing guard and protecting the home. As if to say, “You have to come past me to get into this home”.
Then, over in the side of our yard is another pine tree that looks as if it’s had a hard life and barely hanging on to the ground with its shallow roots. You know, like a Charlie Brown tree. It’s weak, leaning over, several broken off branches toward the middle and just a few pine needles left on the branches up toward the top. It looks as if it just wants to give up. If you want to refer to it in the secular way you would say that the ‘forces of nature’ are taking it down.
So, which one of these trees describe you? Are you like the straight tree? The one that stands mighty and reaches straight up toward God for direction, or are you like the tree that’s had a rough road being pulled in various directions or down the wrong roads through out your life?
Our spiritual reality is one that is we’re all in as a worse state than the crooked tree, on this side of Heaven. But, because of Jesus’ shed blood for each of us, we are able to stand straight, trusting Him to guide our path and carry us through life, until we meet him face to face in glory. In Jesus, our intercessor, we are able to accomplish this.
Jesus is the MIGHTY and STRAIGHT tree! He is our defender and protector. In Him we must trust to guide us through this life.
This is the way we should live our lives. God is Number One when we look at what eternity means. Ultimately, every thing in our lives and on the Earth that He created points back to God. It’s being ‘eternal-minded’. That’s a deep thought. But, he wants us to see him in this way. Does God mean this much to you? That’s when you know in your heart that you’re his, even in all of your sinfulness.
In Romans 7:25, the Apostle Paul cries out “What a wretched man that I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death?”
But, we have a promise that is so profound that we need to claim it as children belonging to the Lord, v. 26, “Thanks be to God-through Jesus Christ our Lord!” He is the ONLY one who can deliver us out of the pit of bondage to sin.

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