Maybe it’s a holiday for you and maybe you have to go to work today. At any rate, peace, God bless, and Happy Monday!
This little girl getting photobombed by a horse:
We’re gonna leave you this week with a video. I’ve often said that God has a sense of humor. I hope that’s true, otherwise… I’m in big trouble.
Smile 😀 And have a Happy Monday!
Many Christians celebrate Epiphany on the Sunday after January 6th. Sometimes my mind makes connections between things that others may have thought unrelated. Maybe we all do that, working in what some describe as thought webs, but I’m about to submit one such thought for your consideration.
Matthew 2:1-12 is the Gospel account of the wise men’s visit. Ephesians 2:11-21 describes how all believers are one in Christ. Verse 17 in particular says that Jesus has preached peace to those that were far away and those that were near. Consider how the Christmas narrative illustrates that point. Continue reading
You know it’s cold outside when:
In the deep South we’ve been fortunate with lows in the mid teens. Tampa Bay, FL and Charleston, SC saw snow last week. On a serious note, let’s be in prayer for all those affected by weather. Looks like this season could be a rough one. Meanwhile we will carry on; Welcome to Happy Monday. Continue reading
Welcome back to Happy Monday. I know it’s been a while so I’m going to do this one myself and hand it off next week to Van Til. And welcome to 2018. Let’s make this year a good one! Continue reading
Look for new Happy Monday posts beginning next Monday, January 1st 2018. In the meantime, enjoy this Christmas edition Happy Monday post from 2015. Peace and God bless.
For Happy Monday!
Look for the triumphal return of Happy Monday on January 1st, 2018. The first day of the new year is on a Monday. Cannot be a coincidence. We’ll be topping of the fluids and gauging the tires on the Happy Monday truck. Hope to see you real soon.
I remember listening to missionaries tell stories and share slide shows – not Power Point projections, actual slides on carousels. They were from “the mission field” a place with terrible roads, lack of electricity and unsafe drinking water. They worked with people that looked, dressed and spoke differently than we did. What I knew about missions as a child is that they were far away, in difficult to reach places, and we needed to fund missionaries to print Bibles and build churches. I also hoped, at a young age mind you, that God didn’t call me to the mission field because I didn’t want to go. Continue reading