Sometimes when you read something, it warms your heart and gives you a desire to share it with others. Bob Palmer posted this on his Facebook site and would like us to share it with whomever we wish.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I did! :) God Bless!
"JUST CHECKING IN"
A minister, passing through his church
in the middle of the day,
decided to pause by the altar
and see who had come to pray.
Just then the back door opened.
A man came down the aisle.
The minister frowned as he saw
the man hadn't shaved in a while.
His shirt was kinda shabby
and his coat was worn and frayed.
The man knelt, he bowed his head,
then rose and walked away.
In the days that followed,
each noon time came this chap.
Each time he knelt just for a moment,
a lunch pail in his lap.
Well, the minister's suspicions grew
with robbery a main fear.
He decided to stop the man and ask him,
"What are you doing here?"
The old man said he worked down the road.
Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time
for finding strength and power.
"I stay only moments, see,
because the factory is so far away.
As I kneel here talking to the Lord,
this is kinda what I say":
"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP, AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN. DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM CHECKING IN TODAY".
The minister,feeling foolish,
told Jim that this was fine.
He told the man he was welcome
to come and pray just anytime.
Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks".
He hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar.
He'd never done it before.
His cold heart melted, warmed with love,
and met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed, in his heart
he repeated old Jim's prayer:
"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP, AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN. I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY".
Past noon one day the minister noticed
that old Jim hadn't come.
As more days passed without Jim,
he began to worry some.
At the factory he asked about him,
learning he was ill.
The hospital staff was worried
but he'd given them a thrill.
The week that Jim was with them
brought changes in the ward.
His smiles a joy contagious!
Changed people were his reward!
The head nurse couldn't understand
why Jim was so glad
when no flowers, calls, or cards came.
Not a visitor he had.
The minister stayed by his bed.
He voiced the nurse's concern:
No friends came to show they cared.
He had nowhere to turn.
Looking surprised, old Jim spoke
up, and with a winsome smile,
"The nurse is wrong. She couldn't know
that He's in here all the while!
Everyday at noon He's here,
a dear friend of mine, you see.
He sits right down, takes my hand,
leans over, and says to me":
"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP, AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.
ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY!
I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY! AND SO, JIM, THIS IS JESUS CHECKING IN TODAY".
Bob Palmer also wrote:
"If this blesses you, pass it on. Many people will walk in and out of your life but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
May God hold you in the palm of His hand
and Angels watch over you!
Please pass this page on to your friends & loved ones. If you aren't ashamed. Jesus said:
"If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed
of you before my Father".
If you are not ashamed, pass this on".
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Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Hey...I'm back!!
It's been a long time since I've written on my blog! I've been so busy writing articles on Triond.com that I actually forgot that I had started this site on Blogger. Now...if you think I'm exagerating even just a teeny bit, go to www.triond/M-J-katz.com where you'll see over 50 articles written on various topics such as politics, comedy, living with cats, and even a few poems I courageously attempted! Lol!
My husband, his 19 year old son, Adam, and I have just moved to Las Vegas, Nevada along with our two cats, SpiceGirl and Noodleman. We were last in Lincoln, Nebraska but the job situation there sucks so we decided to come to the city that we've always loved...and were married in, too...in order to increase our chances of becoming employed!
Wish us luck because this was one hell of a decision...scary and so final, moneywise. It's a 'do or die' situation but WE'RE GOING TO DO IT!! And we're a lot closer to California now where so many family and friends are just 5 or 6 hours away! WE CAN VISIT THEM NOW!! Lol!
We have a small one-bedroom apartment at the present time...with a 6-month lease...but as soon as we save up more money, we plan on renting a house or 2-bedroom apartment because the KITTIES ARE DRIVING ME NUTS!
Everywhere I turn, there's either a cat sleeping on my side of the bed, or curled up in my computer chair! Did I say, "a cat"? Well, that needs to be amended because Noodleman The Knave isn't the culprit this time. It's the Innocent One who always played second fiddle to the knave in our previous home.
SpiceGirl has quickly developed the attitude that this new home belongs to her, and that she just allows the rest of us to live here...providing we abide by her 'rules'. But I don't know how long SpiceGirl is going to live if she keeps laying down in the middle of the living room floor where most of the foot traffic occurs!
However, Noodleman has the right idea...he found a spot in the bedroom closet that he now calls his domain. Safe...dark...and out of the way. And, believe me, he has let it be known that this area belongs to him, too. Ha ha ha. A little hiss goes a long way, apparently. SpiceGirl is allowed to look inside the closet door much as a kid looks through the window of a candy store but that's it. Lol!! She knows better than to try and claim this little piece of 'real estate' along with the rest of the apartment!
But don't get all sad for her because SpiceGirl has her own routine around here besides claim-jumping beds and chairs. For example, she won't let anyone go into the bathroom without an escort...she constantly jumps up on the kitchen countertops to see what I'm doing while knocking down salt and pepper shakers, papers, keychains, and anything else that may have been temporarily placed there for safekeeping...and has claimed the best kitty bed on the Cat Tree by the kitchen window!
Noodleman may have been the King in our previous home but now the mantra seems to be LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!
However, since it's just the first week of living here, I'm sure things could change a bit because when you're dealing with kitties, anything is possible!
Have a good one! :)
My husband, his 19 year old son, Adam, and I have just moved to Las Vegas, Nevada along with our two cats, SpiceGirl and Noodleman. We were last in Lincoln, Nebraska but the job situation there sucks so we decided to come to the city that we've always loved...and were married in, too...in order to increase our chances of becoming employed!
Wish us luck because this was one hell of a decision...scary and so final, moneywise. It's a 'do or die' situation but WE'RE GOING TO DO IT!! And we're a lot closer to California now where so many family and friends are just 5 or 6 hours away! WE CAN VISIT THEM NOW!! Lol!
We have a small one-bedroom apartment at the present time...with a 6-month lease...but as soon as we save up more money, we plan on renting a house or 2-bedroom apartment because the KITTIES ARE DRIVING ME NUTS!
Everywhere I turn, there's either a cat sleeping on my side of the bed, or curled up in my computer chair! Did I say, "a cat"? Well, that needs to be amended because Noodleman The Knave isn't the culprit this time. It's the Innocent One who always played second fiddle to the knave in our previous home.
SpiceGirl has quickly developed the attitude that this new home belongs to her, and that she just allows the rest of us to live here...providing we abide by her 'rules'. But I don't know how long SpiceGirl is going to live if she keeps laying down in the middle of the living room floor where most of the foot traffic occurs!
However, Noodleman has the right idea...he found a spot in the bedroom closet that he now calls his domain. Safe...dark...and out of the way. And, believe me, he has let it be known that this area belongs to him, too. Ha ha ha. A little hiss goes a long way, apparently. SpiceGirl is allowed to look inside the closet door much as a kid looks through the window of a candy store but that's it. Lol!! She knows better than to try and claim this little piece of 'real estate' along with the rest of the apartment!
But don't get all sad for her because SpiceGirl has her own routine around here besides claim-jumping beds and chairs. For example, she won't let anyone go into the bathroom without an escort...she constantly jumps up on the kitchen countertops to see what I'm doing while knocking down salt and pepper shakers, papers, keychains, and anything else that may have been temporarily placed there for safekeeping...and has claimed the best kitty bed on the Cat Tree by the kitchen window!
Noodleman may have been the King in our previous home but now the mantra seems to be LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!
However, since it's just the first week of living here, I'm sure things could change a bit because when you're dealing with kitties, anything is possible!
Have a good one! :)
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