Growing Old Gracefully

 

While he was visiting, my father asked for the password to our Wi-Fi.
“It’s taped under the modem,” 
I told him.
After three failed attempts to log on, he asked, “Am I spelling this right? T-A-P-E-D-U-N-D-E-R-T-H-E-M-O-D-E-M?”

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We are all growing older each day on this side of heaven. But for many of us we will spend eternity in a brand new body. No more aches, pain, stress…

We will spend our time praising and worshiping the God who sent his son Jesus to this earth with one purpose. To sacrifice himself for the sins of everyone who has ever breathed our atmosphere.
However, those who have reached the age of understanding the gospel must make a decision. We must choose between eternity with God in heaven or eternity in hell with the father of all lies.
We are, as Christians, are celebrating the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus Christ, [Good Friday-Easter Sunday].
Let's all invite someone to join us in Heaven where we will be forever young.

 

2 Corinthians 5 [NIV]
Awaiting a NEW BODY

 

 

5 For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. ² Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, ³ because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked. ⁴ For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. ⁵ Now the one who has fashioned us for this very purpose is God, who has given us the Spirit as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come.

⁶ Therefore we are always confident and know that as long as we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord.

much love, Dennis
 

 

 

 

 

 

Pressure Sores

A farmer was driving along the road with a load of fertilizer. A little boy, playing in front of his house, saw him and called, "What've you got in your truck?"

"Fertilizer," the farmer replied.

"What are you going to do with it?" asked the little boy.

"Put it on strawberries," answered the farmer.

"You ought to live here," the little boy advised him. "We put sugar and cream on ours."

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I have been dealing with pressure sores for nearly 2 years. At 1 point there were 5 deep ulcers.

Today all that remain are 3 small scabs. I'm going to post 1 picture, because frankly they are gross. I am overjoyed for the healing, even though God's time table was slower than mine. I'm a happy boy.

 

Much love, Dennis

Jesus Loves Me…

I have been around religious people pretty much my whole life. At times I thought that I was a somewhat knowledgeable Bible student. However, it seems like the more I learn, the more I realize what I actually knew was just a drop in the bucket,  Jesus talked about having faith like a little child. Sometimes I think that I should revert back to a time when my belief was like that of a child. Here are some things that I remember from my youth

Moira was struggling to get the tomato ketchup out of the bottle. As she was trying the phone rang and her 4 year old daughter, Mia, answered it saying, 'Sorry, mummy can't come to the phone at the moment because she's hitting the bottle.'

Much love, Dennis

church attendance

An elderly couple was attending church services .

About halfway through, she leaned over and whispered to her husband, 'I just let out a long silent fart. What do you think I should do?'

He replied, "Put a new battery in your hearing aid."
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My church attendance this winter has been sporadic. I have several reasons, (excuses) for my absence. Most of them legitimate. Weather, flu and other airborne viruses are at the top of the list. Some days I know that it's very hard for Cheri to get both of us suitable for the public. I am thankful that God provided me with a Proverbs 31 wife. I am always able to hear God's word on TV, but there is something about worshiping with others of like mind.
much love, Dennis