Judging? No, not at all

2 Timothy 4:2-5
Preach the word; be instant in season, out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort with all longsuffering and doctrine.  For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears;  And they shall turn away their ears from the truth, and shall be turned unto fables.  But watch thou in all things, endure afflictions, do the work of an evangelist, make full proof of thy ministry.

Jesus sat with the sinners for a reason. For many reasons actually. First of all, He loved them so much that He wanted to show His mercy to them and teach them what about their lives was sinful. Then, the ones that could see His majesty and had faith, those that believed He forgave.
However it did not just end there. He told them to go and sin no more, to turn from their evil ways, to accept His gift and to change their hearts by allowing Him into them, and rejecting the sin out of them.

Nowadays, when you speak about something being sin, you are hushed and called hateful, or even called a bigot, just because you want to show others what Jesus was showing sinners years ago. Sin ruins lives. But this is the generation spoken of in the verses above. They do not wish to hear sound doctrine. They wish to make up their own doctrine and follow that, because it hurts the flesh too much to carry their cross.

Jesus spoke of the end times, which all Christians I believe agree that we are in, and how things would be unlike they had ever been before, and we have not even come to that point of the end times, yet, and already life is becoming immoral and hard for many.

Matthew 24:21-22
For then shall be great tribulation, such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor ever shall be. And except those days should be shortened, there should no flesh be saved: but for the elect's sake those days shall be shortened.

But back to judging, which is what so many people claim is going on, if a person is trying to save you from the depths of Hell, they are doing as God has asked, to preach to others, exhort sinners to change before  it's too late. They are not judging you. They are sharing pertinent information that is life saving with you, SOUL saving! They actually care about you.

The gift of salvation is free, you cannot earn it, so many will argue that you can lead a sinful life and still be saved. This is so wrong and sad, honestly if you really understand what Jesus did on that cross for us all. He BECAME SIN for us. Every sin you commit, He felt, He paid for,and some are so willing to keep committing them. So willing to keep the lashings going on. Just because He will save us by believing in Him doesn't mean that we can live wicked lives and still be saved. That's not loving Him, or believing in Him, that's using Him.

I praise God that His punishment was paid and done,but to think of all of my sin being a lashing, a whipping, a pounding of the nails, it hurts my heart. It should hurt yours as well. It should make us not want to sin any more!

Oh, how sinful we are! We must exhort each other, we must help each other if we can, pointing the way back to Jesus where our only hope is! That's not judgment, friends, it's love.

If we truly believe what Jesus did for us and if we truly believe in Him,then we believe in the Word because He IS the Living Word.

When Christ returns He WILL judge you. If a Christian shares scriptures with you, they are loving you. NO Christian should be arrogant or condescending,but merely stating that something is sin, is NOT hate.

If you reject the bible, that is your human right, given by God even if you don't believe that, but acting hateful towards Christians that are just doing what God asked them to do doesn't make you better than a person that would be judging you, even if they were.

People are all about getting offended about things in this day and age. Instead of being offended by someone's beliefs,what's wrong with you kindly saying that isn't for you, and respect each other regardless if you agree?

Christ's gift of Salvation is free, but repentance is what you give in return, with His help by allowing Him to live in your heart. Otherwise you're not changed, you're just deluded into believing that you're born again.

Gay Gene Is Satan's Lie, DNA Style

Even if science proves there's a gay gene,they're only proving that sin is hereditary,which we know already, through such things as alcoholism, addiction, and even sexual deviants.
Satan is cunning, and attacks a family how he knows it will work best. How it will steal the most souls from God. We see this happen through all kinds of sin, so why does it surprise people that being gay couldn't be the same? Sexual sin is indeed passed down through generations, and this genetic 'proof' in my opinion, is nothing more than Satan's cunning way of suppressing God from an entire lineage. Unless someone stops or breaks the chain, usually it keeps going on and on through the family. I don't even need a college degree for people to know that's true. Any victim of molestation knows that an abuser most times becomes an abuser themselves, unless they get healing and break that chain.

Unlike alcoholism though, people do not view homosexuality as something that needs to be addressed, fixed or changed, because it is all about love, right? Wrong. Homosexuality, even in countries where it is embraced, creates more depressed, addicted, abused, self loathing people, because it is NOT a healthy or normal lifestyle. Even if you are accepted to be a beautiful creation by God as an active homosexual (by deceived clergy), your lifespan and health are in grave danger, and there is a plethora of research on the matter, because the human body was not made for it and people turn their heads to the research, for fear of the chance of being called hateful bigots, that just wish steal the love away from these poor individuals that can't help how they feel.

Why will you embrace an alcoholic, or drug addict and try to heal the imbalances, that they cannot help from having either, but let the homosexual most likely die an early and self-hated death!?

Mostly I believe it is because Christians are so hated because they believe what God has ordained as sin is hateful towards them, and they don't understand the rest of the Bible, nor will they take the time try to understand, that they would much rather turn hatred towards the very people that want to show them God's love and help them.

Even if you can't accept the Christian viewpoint, homosexuals will blatantly abuse Christians and say they deserve it, all while calling themselves the loving side of humanity. How laughable that is!

Instead of picking another baker, two lesbians were allowed to make terroristic threats against innocent children of Christian bakers that refused to bake their wedding cake, but the bakers endured fines and had to go out of business. Why did they not just go to another business!? Because this is a godless nation calling for the eradication of those that believe in God, and what His Word warns Satan will use to destroy them with.

God warns because He loves you, not to spoil your fun or rob you of false 'love', but most ppl love their own desires more than they love God to see that. Just as the drunk has no choice in being tempted to drink, the homosexual has no choice to be tempted to be gay. But they all have a choice to choose God's healing! God made neither of them for sin, He made them for much better things that include healthy lives.

Whether gay ppl will accept it or not, God DOES heal homosexuality from the hearts and minds of those that desire it. But they refuse to believe this and then turn even more hateful upon those people, because it proves it is in FACT your choice who you love. Rather than be happy for someone that lived a lifestyle that was ripping their soul apart, and they were healed of it, they call them liars and fakes when their lives are made whole for THEM!

Gay people want accepted and want tolerance while they are some of the most bigoted, hateful, intolerant people I encounter!

If Christianity is not a message you want to accept, I'm the last person that would drive it down your throat. God Himself said that not all would believe, He gave you freedom to choose what you believe because He loves you,and doesn't force REAL love upon you. However,when you reject His love letter, the Bible, and the warnings of how Satan would ruin mankind, He will not help you to sin. His realness surrounds you, whether you see it or not.

I do not condone bullying of gays, hatred of any kind, but i find it so sad that people that want and need love, reject it.

You can find plenty of lying churches that say that it isn't a sin, but when it causes so much destruction on humanity, it's considered a risky sexual lifestyle in the medical world, how can you even think it is 'normal'?

It is, if anything, Satan's gene of lies.

My Dear Uncle Donny

With my dear Uncle Donny near death, I reflect back at the man that I know and love, and pray that I have made him feel how much I love him. I look up to him so much in my life, and I love who he is, and the bits of him that are within me, that I just have to express his soul, as much as I can, as I see him. For unfortunately, he has been very misunderstood over the years.

My Uncle Donny was born on February 29, 1944, a perfect birthday for him, as mischievous as he can be, I am sure he would have picked leap year as a birthday, if he could have.

My grandparents weren't rich, and they were hard working, as the men and women of their generation had to be. My Uncle was their third child, and from the stories that my Mom has shared with me, he was quite the little boy.

In recent visits with my uncle, he shared a picture that my aunt gave to him, of himself dressed in a big coat, a giant smile on his face, as he was standing among a bunch of chickens. He laughed as he said, he loved kicking those chickens in the butt, and he laughed as he remembered back to those days. The sparkle in his eye made me smile inside, though I do not agree with kicking chickens, this was my Uncle Donny being a boy, as all boys do.

My uncle loved fishing, and running around with 'the Painter boys'. My Mom has told me stories of how he would want to play cowboys and indians, and how she always had to be the indian, and how he would wreck her paper dolls, just like a big brother would do to his little sister. Over the years, I loved hearing Mom's stories of how things were when she was little, and I always felt the love they shared, while she told them.

There was some family conflict, and my uncle felt unworthy, felt like he wasn't good enough, and instead of always feeling like he was letting people down, he decided to move away. I was too young and don't remember when he left, but I remember the sorrow my Mom had not knowing if he was okay or not. She spoke of him often through the years we were all apart, and my love for my uncle grew through the love I felt her expressing, and I felt as though I knew him, too. I felt loss, too.

After 13 years of being away, Donny came home. I remember that my Brittany was just a baby, and we all met at my grandmother's to wait his homecoming. Brittany was taking a nap when he got there, and I just remember smiling and tearing up the whole time. Donny was home, and oh how happy we all were to see him. We were all so glad to have him home once again. 

My Uncle Donny and I got along from the get go :) My then boyfriend, Ken, my Uncle, and I would go to Don's Pier to play pool. I had already a bit of pool talent, but my Uncle Donny, now he shot some good pool! He even got to see Minnesota Fats play! One thing I remember about him teaching me tricks, was that he never once told me how to shoot. He told me what he might do, and why he did it, but he always let me make my mistakes, and then tease me when it didn't work out. We had some good times over the pool table, and he was darn good, too!

My Uncle told stories of when he didn't have anywhere to live, times he stayed with some amazing people, and how he had worked hard over the years as a carpenter. There was so much pride in his voice as he told me of things he built and how proud he was that the beautiful things he created were admired by others. He worked hard with his hands, and loved doing it. I wish I had the opportunity to see his beautiful creations, and own them now.

No one can tell a joke like my uncle, and no one is as happy making people laugh as he gets. The smile he gets come from the heart, and I know, because I have that bit of him in me. I'm proud to say, it's the same love for smiles my Mom has. Nothing cheers a broken spirit like making smiles, and I know that my uncle has created many a' room of uncontrollable laughter! I've been in a few of them!

Some would look at my Uncle like a vagabond, like just a poor man, with nothing substantial in his possession. Some may look at him like he is a bad person, as we all make mistakes, and as much as I put my uncle high on a pedestal, he has made mistakes, and has admitted to them. He is straight with you, and knows there just ain't no foolin God. Some would look at him as just a man that thumbed it around, and didn't make much of himself. But it is for that person, that I write this. I want that person to know, that he was far from lowly, and ever so prosperous in life, and in giving life to others.

Though my uncle didn't make all of the right choices in life, he worked hard, with his hands, he was a carpenter, like Jesus. My uncle fished, to feed himself and his friends, some newly made, it mattered not, my uncle was not selfish. When my sister's house burned on Christmas Eve one year, he went through his very few belongings, and gave what he could to help, and made sure he showed he cared. He broke bread with people that other's wouldn't give the time to even care about, and genuinely cared about them, just like Jesus did. My uncle was falsely accused of things, and made out to be a terrible person, and took many cuts in his heart, and forgave those very hurts inside, and is at peace with life, and how things went. He feels remorse for hurts he caused and he said recently, he feels he is good with The Big Guy upstairs, and seeing the love and forgiveness in his heart, I know he is right.

My uncle by no means can be compared to Jesus, however, I do not know of a single person that has touched so many hearts with love and laughter, and I rightly couldn't count them all myself, and I don't know many people so quick and willing to give to others, when he himself didn't have much at all himself. And I don't know someone who is as humble as he, living grateful everyday of his life, when he had so many hardships he could have complained about, he is the shining example in my heart. He is a loving, giving man, with a big heart. He's a lover, not a fighter, he'd tell you, and though we all make our mistakes, I can say, I am proud to be the niece, of such a beautiful soul, named Donald Mark Walters <3 

Bob Seger, "Against The Wind"......... the song of my uncle's life <3

Why Type OMW?

I have been asked before, why I use 'OMW' for Oh, my word, instead of the popular 'OMG'. Many Christians would say that they use OMG to exclaim 'oh, my goodness', however the more popular meaning would be using our Father's name in vain.

The Bible tells us that we should be very careful not to cause a brother to stumble and I take that very seriously. We are to be the fragrance of Christ, being an example of His love, towards each other, and towards God Himself.

Therefore, if food makes my brother stumble, I will never again eat meat, lest I make my brother stumble. (1 Corinthians 8:13 NKJV)

Typing OMG just may make my brother or sister use our Father's name in vain, and so, that is why I will not type it.

There are so many ways we can be considerate of each other, but living our lives in a way that doesn't cause one to stumble is one of the most loving things that you can do for others.

God bless and keep you all.

Am I Weak? Yes....

Am I weak? Yes, I sure am, as a human being I am weak and am a sinner. There's no escaping that, and I won't try, in fact everyday I am faced with the horrible truth of the things I have done, or do, or might even do. Does that mean I am condemned to being weak in my life? NO!

I am weak, yes, my human spirit is, but in my faith, I AM STRONG! When I am weak, Christ Jesus steps in and gives me the help I so desperately need! He will do that for anyone who calls upon His name! How amazingly loving is that, that God would offer us a way out of our weakness, and into His strength!? Beyond description, my friends!

People might ask why I feel so strongly as I do, and perhaps even say I am wrong. I do not mind and for the most part I like to keep peace with others, ESPECIALLY in religious matters. Why? Why not scream and holler at people to make them see what I see? Because that is clearly NOT my job as a Christian, or even as a human being.

God gave us ALL free will! He doesn't want to force anyone into believing He loves them, and He doesn't want to force anyone to accept His way, either, however He wants so desperately for us to come to Him, and obey Him, so that He may be able to help and bless us through this life, and usher us into the next, Eternity with Him.

Only God can turn a heart to Him, nothing I can say will change the heart of any man or woman, and I accept that. Regretfully so, for I wish I could make every single person feel the peace and love, and the forgiveness and acceptance that I have felt, but alas, each person must experience it for themselves, each person has the right of free will, freedom to believe what they will, and I nor anyone else has the right to take that away from anyone!

I try to remain peaceful with all people, I fail miserable a lot, and I admit that. I try not to, as it discredits the message of Love from God, through Christ Jesus, but I am human and I am trying to become a better person, and God is patient, thank You God! No matter how peaceful I wish to remain, however, it is still my duty and my HONOR to represent Jesus to anyone who comes into my life. As I said, I am not perfect, and do Jesus injustice sometimes with my behavior, but I ask forgiveness and try to overcome my weaknesses.

I wish for all of humanity to come to know Jesus, but even God has written in His Word that many will be deceived. I must accept this, and realize just how much it must hurt God that people would reject His perfect love, for their own ideas and beliefs. It must hurt Him deeply, and even still, He loves us so much, that He isn't going to MAKE anyone believe in Him, but rather, He calls to our hearts with a tender, loving voice!

Sometimes I must seem passive in my faith, and that is just not the way I feel. I am on fire for how Jesus has helped me, and if you're interested, drop me a message, I'd love to share some of my story with you, but my story continues, for I am nowhere near perfect, and admit so.

I pray that my actions may not hinder anyone's ability to see Jesus as He is. I believe it is a grave sin to portray Jesus incorrectly and I also pray that God will align me with His Word. I am not perfect, but the Savior that I worship and love IS perfect!

I do not condemn anyone that doesn't believe as I do, for it is NOT my job to judge anyone, only to judge my own actions, and try to align them with God's Word, and His commands. I love everyone, as God has created each and every person, and I love His amazing ways, I love His Creation, I love God! Therefore, I love you all, no matter what you believe, I pray that the Light of God may shine upon your hearts, and that you may hear His still small voice calling you Home.

God bless and keep you all, and may you forgive my weaknesses, as I strive to grow stronger.

Living Water

As I was looking at my corn sprouts recently, again, God touched my heart. I find so many awe inspiring things in nature, and they all tell of God's amazing power, and His never ending love.

As I looked upon the corn sprouts, I noticed that they each held a bead of water in the middle of the leaves, like a diamond sparkling in the sun. The water sat in the midst of the leaves like it was being displayed in a museum, and it made me think of God's amazing ways.

There's so many things that came to mind, first, how this plant could sprout from a dried up seed, and grow into a plant reminded me how we are to sow seeds for God. From our dried up lives, God can do amazing things, we just need to obey Him, and sow seeds of His love to others. The seed must die before the plant may gain life, and so must we realize that though we sowed a seed for God, it is by His power that we did so, and we must let our pride die, and not think too highly of ourselves, for it was not our planting of the seed that makes the plant grow, it is God.

As I looked into the sparkling bead of water, I was in awe how this small plant held the very thing inside of it that gave it life, and it displayed it so beautifully. It didn't hide it's source of nourishment, it displayed it in a beautiful manner, showing anyone that dared look it's way, where it was getting it's life from.

This is exactly how Christians should live their lives. Jesus is the Living Water and only through Him are we given life. When we live in His love and His guidance, we are nourished and we grow into someone that God can use for good, and essentially He can use us to give life and love to others.

The way that the corn plant displayed that droplet of water was amazing, and we need to display our Living Water for others to see, too! When we hold Jesus in our hearts, or rather, ask  Him to reside in our heart and soul, we are similar to the corn plant, and our heart becomes like a diamond sparkling to those that experience the life in us that Jesus gives.

The wonder and amazement I feel when God reveals His secrets and His love to me, well, it makes me feel so very loved, because I realize how much that God does for us, what He had planned long before He created us, and how His love is in everything around us. 

I pray that I may be more able to display the diamond in my heart, my Lord and Saviour, Jesus, so that when others look at me, they may not see what I have done, but how God sustains me and shines through me! For without God, I am merely a dried up seed, sowing nothing at all, and to God be the glory, for any good I may bring to this world.

Shining Spirit, Named Mark

When I went to the allergist yesterday, I never expected to be blessed so dearly. God is amazing, and His love and displays of His wonder never end, even though our minds tend to think that they do have limits. God's love and His grace came to me, through the shining spirit of an 82 year old man.

When I went in, I stood in line behind a tall man, waiting to sign my name on the sign in sheet. As I was waiting, an elderly man in a wheel chair was rolled in by a woman, and they had a younger woman with them. I imagined that it must be his daughter, and his granddaughter.

I moved out of their way so they could walk by me, and as they passed, I could not help but to notice this elderly man. Not because he was in a wheel chair, or even because he was old, I noticed him because his spirit shined brightly. You could clearly see happiness on this man's face! I don't think there was a single moment that he didn't have a big shining smile on his face.

The man in line in front of me commented on the old man's Penn State baseball cap, and I wasn't paying attention to what was going on, but the next thing I knew, the older woman that was with the elderly man yelled "Oh, you stop it! I can't believe you said such a smart aleck (not her word lol) thing to that man!" I looked at the man in line and he was laughing, and so was the elderly man, in fact, he seemed quite proud of whatever he had said.

Obviously this woman had her hands full with this fiesty old man, and she seemed shocked at him, however, the man that was in line was getting a charge out of him, too. The old man said "Ah, he's not gonna do anything, ya have to respect your elders" and he smiled such a mischeivious smile, I couldn't help but let out a giggle at his defiance lol. The woman said, "Yes, well, ya don't have to be a smart aleck!" The old man giggled and I turned and said, "I think you've lived long enough to earn the right to be a smart aleck, haven't you sir?" He smiled even brighter and said, "Yes, and I"m a veteran too!" I told him that gave him double the right to be a smart aleck.

He asked me to guess his age, and I terrible hate to do such a thing, because I am usually always wrong lol, so I avoided it and he tried to make me guess, but gave in and told me he was 82 years old. Let me just note, this man did not look 82, he looked elderly but by no means did he look old and worn. 

He talked to me and the man that was in line ahead of me for some time, and I asked him what his name was, "Matthew, Mark, Luke, or John?!" He shouted, wanting me to guess, but immediately the older woman that was with him yelled, "MARK!" So I stuck my hand out and said, "My name is Bekkah, Mark, and it is truly an honor to meet a character such as yourself" He thought I guessed his name and smiled and laughed when I told him the woman with him cheated a little bit lol :)

He had one of his legs amputated and when the man that was in line ahead of me asked him if he lost in the war, he said that he hadnt'. It got silent but I had to know what happened to him, so I asked. He ended up getting a knee replacement surgery, and got a staph infection and had to get his leg amputated. I felt sorry for him, but let me tell you, that only lasted a milisecond. What that man said after he told what happened to his leg humbled me, it blessed me, it inspired me, and it brought a tear to my eye at the amazing character this man had. He must have seen the look on my face, because he said, "Aw, it's okay, God never gives you more than you can handle, and by golly, I must not have been able to handle two legs!" He smiled and was so happy, this man lacked nothing, and though he had lost his leg, there was nothing that could take away the happiness in his heart.

My visit with Mark was cut short by his doctor appointment, and I wish I had gotten his address so I could write him, but I just really cannot tell you how that man blessed me so deeply. We think that we have it tough, and sometimes we do, but yet his man showed me that no matter what we go through, that God is in control, and He means for us to live a happy and loving life. Mark is living that life, and he's got more life in him than some young people I know.

I have always enjoyed those prankster, joking kinda older people. Mark was one of the most amazing people I have had the opportunity to meet in such a brief fashion. I pray that God blesses him so much, for the blessing that he put upon my heart, and may he always misbehave, no matter how much the woman with him begs him to stop :) 

God bless you Mr. Mark, my love to you, my respect, and admiration are yours....