1/5/21 1/5/21

Poetry Devotion— How to Gain Discernment

And this I pray, that your love may aboundyet more and more in knowledge and in all judgment;That you may approve things that are excellent;that you may be sincere and without offense till the day of Christ; Being filled with the fruits of righteousness,which are by Jesus Christ,unto the glory and praise of God. Philippians 1:9-11

Lord,
In this day of compromise,
Help me discern wrong from right.
Keep me open that I might learn,
Issues and standards on which I must stand firm—
Help me research and do my part
To uncover falsehood and fraud,
Encouraging others to follow
the rule of righteous law.
Help me, Lord, know truth from lies, and then,
Give me strength to stand forthright and strong.
Amen.

C) 2016, 2021 Carolyn R Scheidies
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1/4/21 1/4/21

Poetry Victory

Lord Jesus,
Let cold hearts be set afire,
By the desire,
Not for money or for power,
Not for ambitions of the hour,
Not for perverted greed,
But instead to heed your call,
To share with all,
Your message of love and hope and peace,
Freedom at the foot of Calvary.
Amen.

But seek first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. —Matthew 6:33
(C) 2016, 2021 Carolyn R Scheidies
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12/28/20 12/28/20

Poetry Silent Wings

Angels soar by
On silent wings, pause...
Stoop to touch the earth with song,
And slowly glide on.

And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God... Luke 3:13

As the Angels heralded your birth, Jesus,
help me herald your love in all I do and say. Amen.

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12/27/20 12/27/20

Poetry The Blessing of Grandchildren

Grandchildren
They fill my life
With exhaustion and energy,
Antics and anxiety.
(What will they try next?)
And with miles and miles
of hugs and smiles.
And lessons learned
Usually on the fly,
Me, as much as, or more
Than they.
I am filled with a satisfaction
wide and deep,
From simply being
in their presence,
Finding opportunities to share Jesus
Sharing a laugh, a hug,a knowing smile.
Receiving back so very much
Love and joy and more
The very love of Christ
From the heart of
Precocious,
Precious,
Grandchildren!
(C) 2020 Carolyn R Scheidies
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12/22/20 12/22/20

Blog Don’t let the holiday season steal your joy

The holiday season seems the perfect time for get-togethers—though this year large gatherings are discouraged. The holiday season started even before Thanksgiving, still technically autumn, though weather often indicates otherwise. All too soon Christmas arrives with New Year close behind, which brings school and church programs and, most years, family gatherings.

By the end of the holiday season, we’re are depleted physically, mentally, emotionally-- and financially.

Time to stop and ask, “What am I doing? Did I even try to say, ‘No!’ to some events I really didn’t need to attend? What did I gain for all my efforts?”

Even though the urge to get out may not be as pressing this year, there are still places to go and gifts to buy, Christmas letters to write. Even searching for gifts online takes time effort and money.

Before we exhaust ourselves we need to ask, “Were friendships begun or deepened? Were family ties strengthened or simply frazzled by the time restraints, rush, and tension?

Did I take time to spend time with my spouse, my children?
Did I take time for friends?
Did I take time to worship the very One we’re supposed to be celebrating?

How often in the mindless hustle and bustle, did I consider what others really needed? That might be time, not stress, tension and gifts quickly discarded and forgotten.

In the end, when we stress out about events and shopping and gifts we end up overwhelmed and a little resentful—though we bring it on ourselves. Do we resent time spent gift shopping for things most do not need or want? Upset that gifts kids, especially, will abandon to play with the boxes those expensive toys were in? Why? Pride, status, being a good person, parent, or friend? How foolish!

True, there is pleasure in connecting with friends or family not seen in a while, and I love exchanging greetings with those from far away and catching up with each other's lives. There is also the love that goes into just the right gift for someone special. But just-right gifts don’t have to be expensive to share your love and care.

In fact, spending more than you can afford actually takes away the joy of your find--especially once the bill arrives. Gifts are no substitute for personal contact even if that is by phone, video, Zoom, etc.

Instead of rushing headlong into the season, stop. Take stock of your finances, commitments, and time and plan accordingly, leaving time to breathe. Take time to consider the true meaning of the season--Jesus. Jesus came in the quiet of the night.

This year, let’s spend less time hurrying and worrying. Let’s spend within a budget and give priority to family--and to worshiping Christ the Savior who came to bring joy and life to all who bow not just at the manger, but also at the cross.

Most of all, choose to slow down, listen for God’s direction, and share His love with those around you. If He can sustain us the rest of the year, surely He can sustain us during the hectic holiday season—if we let Him.

It is remembering that it is in giving, not in frantic activity, we will come to know the true joy of the season.

12/13/20 12/13/20

Poetry The Clock of Life

He put the clock on the mantel,
Wound the key at dawn,
Now each day gone,
Brings a new day on,
As the clock keeps tic, ticking on.

Life is like that mantel clock,
God's time the second hand,
And the seconds I lend,
Are seconds I spend,
As time keeps tic, ticking along.

Each moment
He gives is a precious one,
To be wisely used.
Not wisely used,
A moment I lose,
As time goes tic, ticking on.

Though life ticks on through pain, I find
Joy deepened by sorrow.
But for every sorrow,
There is hope for tomorrow,
As life goes tic, ticking by.

When the clock has run down,
And the mainspring has ceased,
My life shall be released,
To Heavenly peace,
And time to forever with Him.

Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in Psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord. And whatsoever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him. —Colossians 3:16-17

Thank you, Lord, for life. Help me live it in a way that brings honor to you. Amen.

12/8/20 12/8/20

Poetry Count the Blessings

Oh give thanks unto the Lord; for he is good: for his mercy endures forever. —Psalm 136:1

We look before and after,
And desire what we have not;
Instead of being thankful,
For all that we have got....
Loving family, caring friends,
To support and lend an ear:
But most of all for the Savior,
Who is always near.

Help me Lord, count my many blessings, and be content with what I do have...you. Amen.

12/7/20 12/7/20

Poetry The Timepiece of Life

See then that you walk circumspectly [carefully], not as fools, but as wise, Redeeming the time, because the days are evil. —Ephesians 5:15-16

The timepiece
Ticks away time,
Tells us when to go where,
Faster and faster
We race its seemingly
slow hands,
And wonder
why it
Wins!

Lord, help me use the time you've given me to honor you in my home, my church, and in society.
(C) 2016, 2020 Carolyn R Scheidies
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12/6/20 12/6/20

Poetry Thanks for Today God

This is the day which the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it. —Psalm 18:24

This morning I felt tired,
God seemed far away,
But I arose, dressed and ate,
And went to worship anyway.

This morning as I went to church,
I looked up in the sky,
Then felt His presence with me
As a cloud slowly drifted by.

Suddenly I was thankful,I got up today,
Rejoicing, I said, "Thank you, Lord."
For creating for me,
this beautiful day.

Lord, you created such a beautiful world. Help me recognize your handiwork, appreciate what you've provided and care for your creation. Amen.

12/2/20 12/2/20

Devotion Oh Give Thanks

Read: Psalm 106

Praise ye the Lord, O give thanks unto the lord; for He is good: for his mercy endures for ever.--Psalm 106:1 (KJV)

Oh, give thanks to the Lord!
But not this evening.
I had a rotten day at the office
and have this beastly headache.

Oh, give thanks to the Lord!
Not now! Not when I’ve put up
with the kids squabbling all day.
Jimmy messed his diapers on the way to the store. What a mess!
Besides, I may be coming down with the flu.

Oh give thanks to the Lord! Good grief!
How can I give thanks
when my favorite aunt just died?
We were so close, and I wasn’t ready for this.

For all our many and varied excuses, God’s Word doesn’t change to suit our vacillating moods or circumstances.

Philippians 4:4 (KJV) reads, "Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice."
1 Thessalonians 5:18 (KJV) reads, "In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you."

Most of our problems, big or small, cannot compare to God’s love, care and power. By complaining and refusing to be thankful, we imply God either isn’t strong enough or doesn't care enough to help us in our times of need.

By our negative words and actions, we deny ourselves the comfort of His presence to lift us up and give us a new perspective on our circumstances.

Do I truly wish always to be unhappy, dragging down my family, friends, and everyone around me? Or do I wish to look up and let God’s life, laughter, and love flow through me, changing my perspective and my attitude?

Help me, Lord, remember to give you thanks, no matter what the circumstances or no matter what my mood. Please, help me develop an attitude of gratitude. Amen.

Meditations: Psalm
Monday: 9
Tuesday: 34
Wednesday: 47; 66
Thursday: 75
Friday: 92
Saturday: 95
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11/30/20 11/30/20

Blog Count blessings during this holiday season

We could hardly see out the front window. Snow obliterated everything. We were snug in our house, but our daughter, scarcely more than a toddler, was very ill. Her temperature had zoomed to scary levels,

We needed to get her to the doctor, but our car would never make it in the blizzard. We had to do something. We called my brother who lived a few blocks south of us. His car might get through.

Paul didn’t hesitate. He said he’d come. I remember Keith holding Cassie on his lap, both of them dressed for the weather. As soon as Paul pulled up, Keith carried her out to the SUV. Paul got them through to the doctor. A good thing. Cassie had pneumonia and needed medicine. She was sick for quite a while, but thanks to Paul, Cassie got the diagnosis and medication she needed.

When Chris and Cassie were in elementary school both of them came home with the flu. It was nasty and they weren’t making it to the bathroom to throw up. I knew I couldn’t be going room to room so had them snuggle down in our bed. By then the hallway didn’t look or smell so pretty good. I could give the kids water and have them take large doses of vitamin C, but I knew, with my disabilities, I would not be able to clean up the hallway or bathroom.

I called Paul’s wife Lorene. Like Paul, she did not hesitate. She grabbed what she had from home and came over. Once she scoped things out, she called Paul. She had him bring orange juice and 7-Up for the kids and more cleaning products.

Meanwhile, she got paper towels, rags, and cleaning supplies together. To handle the smell, she actually clipped a clothespin on her nose. With the help of Lorene and Paul, the house got cleaned up and we got the kids resting comfortably. By the time Keith was able to leave work, the kids were asleep. So many times, my brother and wife have been there—ready, willing, and without complaint.

They aren’t the only ones. Others, too, have been there when I fell, needed a ride to the doctor or to take the kids someplace. We have been blessed by caring family and friends.

This Thanksgiving I was thankful not just for a day in which to give thanks, but also a day to be grateful God put such special people in our lives. Real relationships aren’t about selfishness or all-about-me, but about reaching out in God’s love to those around us. For that I give thanks.

Friendships a Matter of Gratitude

I am thankful for family and friends
The kind who rally round
In times of trouble or need
Who don’t expect a return for their effort and time,
Who give with a hug and a smile,
And give again without complaint
Who cry when you cry,
And laugh when you laugh
And make you want to give back in turn
In their time and need
Reaching out as family and friends we
Make the world a better place to be
Because, like Jesus taught and lived, we
Are sacrificial friends.

Especially during times like this year when it is easier to complain, we need to have an attitude of gratitude, not just at Thanksgiving time and on into the Christmas season, but also on every day of the year.

11/30/20 11/30/20

Poetry Reflections

I like new things
And comfortably old
In Christ I am made new
As I rest in the comforting embrace
Of His worn, loved bruised arms.

But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. —Isaiah 53:5 KJV

11/17/20 11/17/20

Blog Scaring up memories of fun Halloweens

***Erica Marsland Huynh@partyintheshire***

Though this Halloween (during te Covid pandemic) was very different from other Halloween celebrations, it brought back memories of other times in my life when the holiday was different.

When I was a child, Halloween wasn’t a big thing. Stores didn’t carry costumes. Parents and kids made their own. Mine was easy--torn pants, sloppy shirt, a long stick with a bandana pouch tied to it, and I became a hobo.

My friends and I each brought a bag and went house to house for candy. (Then my folks rationed our haul, so we didn’t eat it all at once.)

By the time our children were ready to Trick or Treat, Halloween had become a much bigger celebration and much more dark. It had also become less safe. Razor blades were found in apples and other treats were doctored in cruel ways. Parents were told to only take their children to the homes of those they knew.

Bryant School decided to hold its own Halloween celebration. A college student friend went with Chris and I dealt with Cassie. The kids had a good time and still brought home treats.

Then a person from a large Kearney church conceived of a way to provide fun and food in a safe and positive environment. She and others from the church contacted other churches and formed a committee to plan what became Bibleland Carnival which became THE place to go on Halloween.

The concept was to come in a character from the Bible. This opened costumes up to animals, characters—and not all Bible characters are good characters.

Different booths had a variety of delicious food. There were bounce houses, huge slides, all types of games, including a cakewalk and actual pony and horse rides. For years, our family assisted at Bibleland Carnival.

Of course, we made sure the kids, and whatever friend they brought with them, had time to eat and play games. One year I took tickets for the pony rides by an open side door. (Brr.) I had a stool so I could rest when needed. It was metal with an open center.

That year Cassie kept doing the Cakewalk. She ended up with five cakes we stored stacked up under my stool. Later we gave most of them away. The yearly Bibleland lasted long after Chris and Cassie left home for college and work, and Chris married.

One year, Chris and his wife brought their three littles to enjoy the carnival. Another generation of memories. Without Bibleland or kids at home, we returned to sitting by the front door and offering treats to the kids who came to the door. By then, also, we attended a church in the area and knew a lot of the kids. Besides candy, I tried to offer little toys, pens, etc.

But even this next generation of kids grew up and the nearby neighborhood aged. Finally, with almost no one coming to the door, we stopped buying treats to give out to nonexistent Trick or Treaters.

It is sad with the circumstances this year, most parents chose to keep kids at home. I have memories, my children and grandchildren have memories of Halloween. Our daughter took her two little ones to a park. A lady who was giving out treats gave them each a treat bag. I’m glad our youngest grandkids will have good memories of the day.

However, next year, I hope we can celebrate in a safe, positive way—and with kids going house to house, filling their bags with treats.

11/3/20 11/3/20

Blog Creativity needed in connecting with loved ones

The situation with the Coronavirus has, pretty much, quarantined families and limited contact with family and friends. For introverts spending time at home may not be so daunting. Extroverts find the lack of human contact frustrating and imprisoning. However, there are creative ways to stay in contact with the outside world.

I am thankful for today’s technology which allows us access to friends, family, and work in so many ways. We do not simply have phones, we have smartphones that are an extension of ourselves and makes us available.

We have email and social media, all of which helps us stay in contact. How can we make contact feel more intimate and close? My voice isn’t always easy to understand, especially over the phone, and even worse if the person with whom I am speaking has a hearing problem. Like many other older persons, I remember getting cards and letters that touched my hearts and that I kept to read, and to reread.

In an era of digitizing, few take the time to send cards and heartfelt letters. When my 94-year-old father-in-law went into lockdown in a senior care home, he found it difficult to communicate with me via phone, Instead, I communicated with him by snail mail, writing about our lives in a weekly card in which I sometimes added a picture or two of the grandkids—his great-grandkids.

During this time, Keith and I learned to use Zoom for meetings, and with family and friends. Keith has recorded books on video, showing the different pictures, to send to our three and one-year-old grandchildren.

Keith’s family stays in touch through a texting loop as well as a private Facebook page. Birthdays and other events can be celebrated with colorful graphics and even animations via email, Facebook or other social media, many of which can be found and used without cost.

It was difficult not to be in personal contact with Keith’s dad because of the lockdown. Keith’s brother Randy found a way to see dad. He’d go to dad’s window where Dad could see him and communicate via the phone.

When Keith’s brother Mark died of a freak accident at the end of April 2020, the surviving siblings—Keith Randy, Rhonda, and Tim—needed to be together and needed to spend time with dad who just lost a son. They conceived of a way. With the assistance of Bethany Home staff, the siblings brought chairs and settled into a small secondary entryway. The staff settled Dad on the other side of the door with his phone.

Dad got to see all his remaining kids close up, saw they were OK, and got to speak to each one. Keith said Dad had a big smile the whole time they were there. It was good for them all.

Though restrictions loosened for a while, some restrictions are back. For now, it may take some creativity and thought to stay in contact, but if we’re willing we can stay in communication until we are free to come and go and receive and give what is so important to our mental and physical health—personal contact and hugs.

10/28/20 10/28/20

Devotion Ask His Direction or Go My Own Way?

Joshua 9:14-16 And the men (of Israel) took of their (Hivites) provisions and didn't seek counsel at the mouth of the LORD. And Joshua made peace with them (the Hivites), ... to let them live: and the princes of the congregation swore to them. ...at the end of three days ...they heard that they were their neighbors and that they lived among them.

It is easy to think, “Hey, I can handle this situation and not bother God about it.” The problem is—when we do we mess up.

As the Israelites discovered, all the physical evidence in the world can lead us to believe a lie because we don't have God's perspective. In doing things “our way” we're actually in rebellion against God. Not a good place to be, as the Israelites discovered. We need to look up and follow Him, not our own logic or rationalizations.

Joshua 9:19-20a But all the princes said ...We have sworn unto them by the LORD God of Israel: now therefore we may not touch them. This we will do to them; we will even let them live, lest wrath be upon us,...

Lord, help me seek your guidance for my life and not depend on “doing it my way.” Amen.

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10/20/20 10/20/20

Blog Saying goodbye not a one-step process

Saying goodbye to a loved one may seem like something we can capture like a snapshot in our memories. We know the last time we saw or spoke to that person. We may even be present when our loved one takes that last breath. But there is so much more to death than a simple goodbye.

When we lost my husband Keith’s dad earlier this year in the midst of Covid-19, and though the virus wasn’t the cause of his death, it did change the situation. When he went to the hospital the family could not be with him to encourage, hug or pray with him. At least one family member could be there--until he chose Comfort Care rather than aggressive care. It meant family could be with him.

It meant our two children who’d come for a visit with our daughter’s two little ones were able to see their grandfather one last time. They didn’t know how quickly he would be gone, but knew since they did not live here, they probably wouldn’t see him again. He was gone a day later. A goodbye. A memory.

Shock turned into planning the funeral, which we were able to hold in his church and with guests--family and friends who loved him. We filed by the casket, stopping, swallowing hard, and wondering how could a fall so quickly deteriorate to this?

Yet there we were, suffering and encouraging each other at the same time. We said our face-to-face goodbye. After the service, we said goodbye once more at the cemetery where he was laid to rest four years after the death of his wife, my husband’s mother. We heard the pastor’s words of comfort, and heard the 21-gun salute to a former WWII veteran.

As the oldest sibling, Keith who received the flag was overwhelmed and honored. Another goodbye, but goodbyes do not end with a funeral.

Instead, it has become a new chapter of grieving and goodbye’s as the siblings deal with a lifetime lived well. I lost my dad to a heart attack in 1988. He’d been my dad since my birth in 1950. He left a hole in my life and heart. But I also had another father I respected and was glad to share Keith’s dad for the next 32 years. I’d rather have Jiggs back than his inheritance.

But that was not to be, God called him home and I am sure he would not wish to return. It was a goodbye for who knows how long. But one of the hardest goodbyes was getting together with family to go through Dad’s things left in his home.

He hadn’t changed much of anything after Keith’s mom died in 2016, so we had her as well as Dad’s material possessions to go through. Before going to Minden, I’d asked our kids what they wanted from the house. Chris and his children wanted books. I went through boxes and boxes of books, pulling out those our family would enjoy or appreciate. I got recipes for Chris, an amateur chef. It was so hard.

No one fought. What needed to be saved simply needed to go to some family member. Saying yes to another item and packing it away seemed like another goodbye.

Before long what was left in the house would be turned over to the auctioneer. Soon the house that rang with so much laughter from family get-togethers would also be gone. Death isn’t one goodbye. It is a series of goodbyes.

Maybe we need the time in order to grieve. All I know is that I am thankful for life today--even if that means I’ll be saying goodbye again and again as something comes to mind and grief overwhelms.

It happened with my folks and still, though less often now, with my brother who died in 2019. Through it all, I can say goodbye because I know God’s comfort and care through His Word, prayer and through the love of family and friends. Though I know grieving has not ended, I am thankful for today, for the memories and for the knowledge that this life is not all there is.

10/18/20 10/18/20

Devotion Staying on Track—Don’t Be Misled

Satan doesn't care how He gets God's people off track as long as he does so. One way he trips us up is to get us entangled with details of life and faith that take time and energy, but that leads others away rather than to Christ, divides rather than unifies, and makes us more concerned with format and legalism than a living relationship with and faith in Jesus.

Timothy 1:3c-5 ...charge some that they teach no other doctrine, Neither give heed to fables and endless genealogies, which minister questions, rather than godly edifying which is in faith: so do. Now the end of the commandment is love out of a pure heart, and of a good conscience, and of true faith:

We need to be wise to Satan's tricks, and always, always realize we are saved by God's gift of grace not by works which we do. It's about allowing Jesus Lordship in our lives, not about earning our way. About following Him, not “me.”

I Timothy 1:15 (KJV) This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners; of whom I am chief.

10/7/20 10/7/20

Devotion Walk By Faith NOT Fear

It is so much easier to follow that which we can see or hear or read. But as Christ followers, though there can be many Christian mentors, we need to remember they are all but pale, fallible copies of the real thing.

Feeling alone can be scary. That's when we need to center our focus not on ME, but on He who died for you and me. Our focus first, last, and always needs to be on our Savior, on testing all by His Word and prayer. If we're afraid to stand up for our faith, we deny our Savior.

With Him we do not need to be afraid for he doesn't let us go.

Deuteronomy 31:6, 8 Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the LORD your God goes with you; he will not fail you, nor forsake you. ...And the LORD goes before you; he will be with you, he will not fail you, neither forsake you: fear not, neither be dismayed.

We do not need to live in fear when we make Jesus the center of our lives. He is our comfort and refuge as we follow Him.

10/5/20 10/5/20

Blog Curb cutout mats with bumps not safe

When at thirteen years old I first got ill with juvenile rheumatoid arthritis, there were no ADA laws for the disabled. We lived in a world created for those with few if any, physical limitations. Going places with curbs took my father some deft maneuvering to get my wheelchair up and down without spilling me out of the chair.

Though he tried to be gentle, my pain levels often had me gritting my teeth so I wouldn’t cry out. Imagine my relief when cities began replacing those high curbs with ramp access. My wheelchair would go smoothly up on the sidewalks, down to the street, and up again on the other side. This was especially welcomed when I had massive surgery to help me walk again.

At first, I was encased in a brace that went from my shoes to above my waist. Add crutches and walking was slow going. The ramped curbs weren’t easy to negotiate, but, with assistance, I could manage.

Eventually, I got rid of both brace and crutches. Even so, managing curbs has never been simple or easy. My balance comes in to play as does the possibility of tripping. (Now that many of my friends are dealing with limitations due to age, I share that learning to walk heel to toe cuts down on tripping because the toe is less likely to catch on something like a crack.)

For years I managed the smooth concrete ramp curbs. Some were more accessible than others and, often, as the concrete crumbled, there were few, if any, attempts to repair curbs that became increasingly dangerous for those with limitations. Still, most were better than a high curb.

That is no longer the case. The last few years, many smooth curb cutouts sported something new. Many, probably most, curb cutouts now have a rubber-like mat at the top of the ramped portion. I can understand how a flat rubber-like mat could assist in keeping a wheelchair or a foot from slipping, especially when it is raining or snowing.

What I cannot grasp are the almost suction-like raised dots all over the mat like mushrooms. I’d like to know the thought process behind this concept. These mats have turned what were perfectly acceptable curbs into something I now avoid if at all possible. (If a car is close to the curb, I can use the car to hike myself on and off the sidewalk.)

I have since learned these added rubber mats are meant to assist those with less than perfect sight. But did anyone speak with persons like me for whom the original design was meant? Did anyone check what this meant for those of us who are already unsteady on our feet?

Using the car method is safer than negotiating those awful mats. When I must use them, I need assistance and hang on for all I’m worth as I wobble my way over the raised dots. The mats unbalance me and are a huge trip hazard.

If I had my way, they’d all disappear. A flat mat. Fine, but leave off the suction-like cups. I wonder how many others, like me, have been frustrated with this addition to the curb ramps.

I hope someone with some common sense will come up with a better plan. Until then, park close to the curb, I just might need to use your car.
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10/5/20 10/5/20

Devotion God's Principles Don't Change

Deuteronomy 29:9 Keep therefore the words of this covenant <contract/promise>, and do them, that you may prosper in all that you do.

Moses was addressing the Israelites. If they followed God's principles, clearly laid out, and served Him alone, God promised fulfillment and success. If they didn't, they would lose His protection and favor.

God hasn't changed. His Word doesn't change. God has promised abundant life to all who follow and serve Him.

Colossians 3:5-6 (GW) Therefore, put to death whatever is worldly in you: your sexual sin, perversion, passion, lust, and greed (which is the same thing as worshiping wealth). It is because of these sins that God's anger comes on those who refuse to obey him.

Like the Israelites we have a choice, follow God to blessing or turn away and lose the peace that only comes through Him. What will we choose?

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