Creative Inspirations: August 2019

Sunday, August 25, 2019

Conversation with God

Calm my mind Lord

Trust me then he replied

Answer my prayers Lord

I did he stated

Comfort me God

I am don’t you feel it he responded

Show me the way Lord

Open your eyes he said

Give me the words Lord

Have you read my book he asked

Why do I hurt all over Lord

Did you ask for my healing he inquired

Why am I so weary God

Did you accept my help he uttered

Will I make it O God

If you allow me to go with you he said

Thank God

You’re welcome he spoke

Tuesday, August 20, 2019

every day is made for right choices

Blessings to give and receive

Forgiveness to accept and extend

Gratitude to express

Hope to feel

Faith to grow

Grace to know

Love to share

Joy to understand

Prayers to offer

Needs to meet

Scripture to learn

Sermons to hear

Monday, August 12, 2019

Jesus became my friend as a child when my mom taught me the 23^rd Psalm, the Shepherd’s Psalm, at bedtime line by line. She would say a line and I would say it after her. She and Dad took me to church and Sunday school. They were believers. At the age of twelve or thirteen, I joined the Methodist church in Caroleen NC, a small mill town. I was baptized and joined on an Easter morning.

I attended MYF, Methodist Youth Fellowship. I had wonderful Sunday school teachers like Wilma Vickers, Peggy Moore, and Annis Ledford. When I was a freshman in high school, the choir director, Annis Ledford asked me to play piano. (She was my twelfth grade English teacher.) She was very particular and I was so nervous, I came home after the practice that first Sunday night and cried saying I would never do it again. I played for six years. I had taken lessons for five years but did not feel ready. My music teacher said I was and began teaching me organ as well and I played organ at church when the organist, Peggy Moore, couldn’t be there.

My music teacher, Myrtle Mashburn, also got me a job playing organ for a small Methodist church in Alexander. I would play the early service there and then come to my church and play for the eleven o’clock service. I was employed at the Alexander church until they could no longer afford to pay me.

Over the years in high school and junior college, I taught Bible School, Sunday school, and worked at a church day camp the local churches had at Camp McCall in Golden Valley.

While a student at Appalachian State University, I didn’t attend church as often but my roommate, Debbie Wall, and I often read chapters in the Bible and discussed them. I did attend church on weekends at home.

I have a small green Gideon testament where I wrote that I became a Christian on October 15, 1975 but I was a believer and Christian long before then. There’s poem somewhere that says, “I became a Christian but I know not when or where.”

Over my lifetime, I have served on many different committees and held many offices in the church, taught, read the Bible through a couple times, attended Bible studies, read daily devotions, and prayed. I have shared my faith with family and friends. I now attend Stanley First United Methodist Church. I also do online Bible studies.

I know God’s presence daily. There are many days I could do better. I will forever believe in God, my heavenly Father, his holy Son, Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit. If not for the mighty Trinity I could not survive. They are my true lifeline and I love them and want to give their love and power to everyone.