Saturday, December 26, 2009

Merry Christmas!!!

Noah Webster 1828 American Dictionary of the English Language:

INCARNATE - 1. invested with flesh; embodied in flesh; as the incarnate Son of God. 2. In Scotland, of a red color; flesh colored.

INCARNATION - 1. the act of clothing with flesh. 2. The act of assuming flesh, or of taking a human body and the nature of man; as the incarnation of the Son of God. 3. In surgery, the process of healing wounds and filling the part with new flesh.

Delivered on Sabbath Morning, December 23rd, 1855, by the
REV. C. H. Spurgeon
At New Park Street Chapel, Southwark.
"But thou, Beth-lehem Ephratah, though thou be little among the thousands of Judah, yet out of thee shall he come forth unto me that is to be ruler in Israel; whose goings forth have been from of old, from everlasting." - Micah 5:2
How do angels crowd around to see the Son of God take off his robes He laid aside his crown; he said, "My father, I am Lord over all, blessed for ever, but I will lay my crown aside, and be as mortal men are." He strips himself of his bright vest of glory; "Father," he says, "I will wear a robe of clay, just such as men wear." Then he takes off all those jewels wherewith he was glorified; he lays aside his starry mantles and robes of light, to dress himself in the simple garments of the peasant of Galilee. What a solemn disrobing that must have been! And next, can you picture the dismissal! The angels attend the Saviour through the streets, until they approach the doors: when an angel cries, "Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lifted up ye everlasting doors, and let the king of glory through!" Oh! methinks the angels must have wept when they lost the company of Jesus - when the Sun of Heaven bereaved them of all its light. But they went after him. They descended with him; and when his spirit entered into flesh and he became a babe, he was attended by that mighty host of angels, who after they had been with him to Bethlehem's manger, and seen him safely, laid on his mother's breast, in their journey upwards appeared to the shepherds and told them that he was born king of the Jews. The Father sent him! Contemplate that subject. Let your soul get hold of it, and in every period of his life think that he suffered what the Father willed; that every step of his life was marked with the approval of the great I AM. Let every thought that you have of Jesus be also connected with the eternal, ever-blessed God; for "he," saith Jehovah, "shall come forth unto me." Who sent him, then? The answer is, his Father.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Glorious Day ~ Casting Crowns

One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He
Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed

Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day!

One day they led Him up Calvary's mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me.

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now He's ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him
From rising again!

One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my Beloved One, bringing
My Savior, Jesus is mine!

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Saying Goodbye...

The past few days have been really difficult for me and my family. It's been so hard to see my Granddaddy decline right in front of my eyes. I know God knows whats best but sometimes its hard to focus on that when the emotion of losing a loved one is the forefront in my eyes...it's so hard for me to think about going next door and not seeing him anymore, or never hearing him say "what's your hurry?" before leaving, or never eating cornbread'n'milk with him again...the thought just sends tears running down my cheeks...but as much as I love him and will miss him, I know that in just a few days, he will finally be able to talk again, and he'll be able to count to 10 (...he cut his finger off a couple years ago and joked that he could only count to nine and a half now) again...how could I possibly want him to stay here and suffer in a broken down body...and best of all...in just a few days, he'll be with God Almighty.

This is something my dad wrote and posted on my mom's blog...and I thought it was so good that I just had to steal it...my dad is a pretty wise guy...

“What a blessing it is to see a righteous man die.”

That statement may seem quite morbid but watching an elderly man with a gaggle of family hovering about his deathbed is a beautiful thing in itself but to know this man and to know his Lord is truly amazing. I am writing about my father-in-law of over twenty years and someone I have gone to church with for almost forty years. I have watched him live out what he believes and the proof of the pudding is watching him come to the end of his life. He is ready to go! What holds him back is his love of family and still making sure that they are all right and taken care of. I have seen this in my own father and had to convince him that we would take care of things and that he could go home.

ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease) has attacked Cam’s throat and pallet making it impossible to swallow and speak. Over the years he has lost sight in his left eye and his right eye is not much better, yet his desire to “DO” is only now crawled to a halt. He has gone from home, to hospital, back home, to hospital, to rehab center, back home again, to hospital, and now to a Hospice house in only two months with no hope for another physical move. This time the transition will be from life to life eternal and from sinful, failing flesh to a new body that is free from sin and in the presence of his Lord Jesus.

Although medication has him groggy, he still gets his point across with grunts, hand signals, and a pad to write on. His mind is still in fairly good shape. One day in the hospital with nine of us in the room, he took his pad and marker and wrote, “I love y’all” and signed it. My wife absconded with that treasure and is trying to preserve it. He gives us the thumbs up and raises his hands into the air letting us know that he is ready to go. A few days ago I was in the hospital room with just he and his bride of sixty-six years. He was making a continuous sound but it was not like a moan. Evelyn started to sing an old hymn and that is what he was doing. He was singing and all I could do was listen to the two of them sing praises to the one who had given them this kind of peace. I still break into tears every time I think about this moment because of the great assurance that we have in Christ Jesus through his saving grace. This is not death…but a graduation into the glory that faith in what the Precious Lamb of God did for us on the cross has assured us. Not works, although this man was a laborer for the Lord, or being good but only the Blood of Jesus Christ can deliver this kind of rest when coming to the end of your life. What fear other men must have at this hour, not knowing what is next and fearing their rejection of what might just have been truth.

Now you know how I can say what a blessing it is to see a righteous man die. As hard as it is to say good by to Christian friends and Christian family…there is truly assurance that with that last breath comes the moment that every believer longs for…that moment when we can look into the eyes and are embraced by the One who saved us. We have fought the good fight and are truly at home, no longer aliens in this world, but home. Praise be to the Lord Jesus Christ!!

Halleluiah and Amen!

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

GUESS WHAT!!!!!

YEP! Baby Wilfong #3 is due June 1, 2010!!!! I cannot wait!!!! CONGRATULATIONS to my favorite sister!!!! =D

Friday, September 25, 2009

um WOW

These little girls are called the Cactus Cuties...two 8 year olds, one 7 year old, and two 6 year olds...WOW what amazing voices!!!

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Funny Frogs!

So yeah, I'm going to be a lead teacher in the Funny Frogs this year! I'm so excited!!!! I have fourteen 3-yr-olds in my room: (and yes, I stole these pics from other blogs/facebook...if you want them taken off, just let me know!)

JUSTUS(don't have a picture of him yet)




It's going to be an amazing year!!!!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

...

I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne’er a word said she;
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When sorrow walked with me.

~Robert Browning Hamilton

and so it begins...

my history teacher looks like Ronald Reagan and my math teacher is at least 104 yrs old. :)

Mission 28 is officially starting on Monday...SURVEY BOOTHS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'ts gonne be a crazy semester but its gonna be amazing!!!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Happy Birthday Carter!!!

I can't believe Carter is THREE!!! He turned 3 on Thursday and his party is this afternoon. So happy birthday little man, I love you!!!