Lazarus lived the abundant life

Not a lot of news today, a normal day at home with school, farm work and household chores. Still nursing the wounded horse; Helping Sara grapple with basic chemistry (in biology). She's doing a cool osmosis experiment, dissolving the shell off of an egg, then seeing how it's membrane allows things to pass to and fro, the egg expanding, contracting expanding....pretty cool; Preparing for my upcoming writing class and making sure Matthew's laundry is ready to leave with him on Sunday (boo, hoo... to him leaving, the laundry can go). Barry played volleyball tonight, it wasn't their night. Speaking of boo hoo...

Why did Jesus weep at Lazarus' death? Today I had that question hit me several times, in a devotional, then later the exact same text from John 11 on a radio show. The teachers had different angles, but I knew for me, God had something to say. When He repeats himself I need to take notice. It seems that in God's loving compassion for us, Jesus wept, angry at death and it's effects of pain and suffering, on us, his children. "I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full." Christ died to accomplish that victory. Now, I must respond and put off the old, dead (stinkin' in the ground) self and be made new... put on the new self. I cannot bring about change in myself, but I must make the decision to put on this abundant life Christ died to give. How do you imagine Lazarus lived life after being resurrected by Jesus? Did he go back to life as usual? I doubt it. I want to passionately pursue God as though Jesus had done for me what he did for Lazarus, because he did. I'm so grateful that God would say something to me twice just to remind me.

Praying for Jon, he had surgery today~ G'Night

The Promised Official Pic

Hey Amy and anybody else out there,
Here he is, handsome fella, huh? Well, a mom's gotta brag, right? There are many things to brag on. Mostly, this is a Godly man of character. Which is not our doing, but God's. It's kinda funny addressing your baby boy as a man, but that is what he has become. Anyway, I promised a while ago to post this, but first had to locate the CD. Not a very eventful day on the farm...doctoring a fairly nasty wound on the forehead of our appendix quarter horse mare. We think she reared up into the door frame. She probably could have done with a few stitches, but, we'll see how it goes. It has to be scrubbed out and medicated a couple times a day. Shoveled out a few stalls. The kitties got their shots without a hitch. The momma kitty, whom we wondered as to whether she might be "with kitty" again.... may or may not be. She is confirmed to be fat either way. She was malnourished, skinny at the end of the summer when she appeared with her last brood. Life at our farm seems to agree with her, no lack of cat chow here. She goes back in 3 weeks for boosters, when we'll "surely know." I found out today that a cat's gestation is only 2 months. Fascinating, huh? Well, I'm off to read my bible a bit and hit the hay. The Lord bless you all,
G'Night