Tuesday, November 17, 2015

We Gather Together

"Enter into His gates
with thanksgiving
and into His courts
with praise!"
Psalm 100:4

"Perhaps no custom reveals 
our character as a nation
so clearly as our
celebration of
Thanksgiving Day.
Rooted deeply in
our Judeo-Christian heritage,
the practice of offering
underscores our unshakable
belief in God
as the foundation
of our nation
and our firm reliance
upon Him
from Whom all
blessings flow."

President Ronald Reagan
 Thanksgiving Day

Mother and Son Peeling Potatoes
Norman Rockwell

"Give me the end of the year an' its fun
When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin' with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An' I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers."
-  Edgar A. Guest

A Happy Thanksgiving
 Alfredo Rodriguez

 The First Sermon Ashore at Plymouth
 Jean Leon Gerome Ferris 

Once a tiny seed was planted
By some Pilgrim people.
They came to this land
where there was neither
church or steeple.

There was neither
field nor fence,
Nor fireplace glowing red.
There was not a single place
To rest a weary head.

But sturdy were these Pilgrims come
To plant this noble seed.
And staunchly did they linger though
So deep and sad their need.

The seed they planted 
reached the sky
A mighty springing tree!
We call this great growth
And it's mean't 
for you and me.
From "The Giant Thanksgiving Book"
 By Lenore Hetrick

Over the river and through the woods
To Grandfather's house we go.
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow.
Over the river and through the wood --
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes
And bites the nose,
As over the ground we go.

Over the river and through the wood
To have a first-rate play.
Hear the bells ring,
Hurrah forThanksgiving Day!

Over the river and through the wood,
Trot fast, my dapple gray!
Spring over the ground
Like a hunting hound,
For this is Thanksgiving Day.
Over the river and through the wood,
And straight through the barnyard gate.
We seem to go
Extremely slow --
It is so hard to wait!

Over the river and through the wood --
Now Grandmother's cap I spy!
Hurrah for the fun!
Is the pudding done?
Hurray for the pumpkin pie!

Original Song By
Lydia Marie Child

Have A Happy and Blessed Thanksgiving!

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Awakening The Sleeping Giants

"There were giants on the earth in
those days...and also afterward...

 Remains of a race 
of giants found on
Catalina Island, California
and in Spirit Cave
in Nevada.

"There were giants on the earth in
those days...and also afterward...
when the sons of God
lived with the daughters of men,
and they bore children to them.
These were the mighty men
who were of old,
men of renown."
Genesis 6:4

Catalina Island

Catalina Island, 
located off the coast of California,
 was once owned by
 the wealthy Wrigley Chewing Gum family.

 In the 1920's, 
under the direction 
of the Catalina Museum,
 they hired Professor Ralph Glidden 
to conduct a series
 of excavations on the island. 

What Dr. Glidden and his team of diggers
 found there made headlines around the world,
 and yet, only ten short years later,
 the evidence of their extraordinary findings 
concerning America's past
 had mysteriously vanished.

Dr. Glidden and his team had exhumed
 the remains of 3,781 skeletons
 of a race of blond-haired giants.

 The tallest was believed
 to be a king who measured 9’2” tall! 
The average height of the skeletons
 was determined to be around 7 feet.

In addition, Dr. Glidden's team uncovered
 the remains of a megalithic temple
 which dated back to the era 
 of Stonehenge in England.

 Ancient Stonehenge

Radio-carbon dating later revealed
 that some of the skeletons unearthed
 were 7,000 years old.
 However, for more than 50 years, 
the evidence of these phenomenal discoveries
were vigorously denied and suppressed
 by both the University of California
 and the Smithsonian Institute. 

However, in 2011, 
it was finally admitted
 that the evidence of these finds 
had been locked away from the public's eye
 and held in restricted access rooms
 at the Smithsonian Institute,
 along with hundreds of photographs
 and detailed field reports.

It seems that at the time
 of the discoveries on Catalina Island,
 and even before this,
 the Smithsonian was actively pushing 
the theory of evolution. 

 the discoveries of
 these giant beings,
both on Catalina Island,
 and in other areas across
 United States of America,
as well as more recent discoveries
found all over the world, 
 blows that bogus theory
 clean out of the water!

Meanwhile, in the Middle East...

The Gilgal is the Israeli Stonehenge.
הַגִּלְגָּל  or Gilgal in Hebrew means,
"circle of stones" 
רָפָא or Rephaim,
refers to a race of giants
which lived in an area 
east of the Jordan River,
which is today
part of the
Golan Heights.

Recommended Reading...

It's all connected...
to forthcoming events in these
last of the last days
on planet earth...

Tom Horn and Chris Putnam
discuss the return of fallen angels
on bible teacher
Sid Roth's "It's Supernatural"
television program

"Do not let your hearts be troubled,
You believe in and trust in
and rely on God;
believe in and adhere to,
trust in, and rely 
on Me."
John 14:1   

Christ and the Little Ones

Christ and the Little Ones

"The Master has come over Jordan,"
said Hannah the mother one day;
"He is healing the people who throng Him,
With a touch of His fingers, they say.

"And now I shall carry the children,
Little Rachel and Samuel and John,
I shall carry the baby Esther,
For the Lord to look upon."

The father looked at her kindly,
But he shook his head and smiled;
"Now who but a doting mother
Would think of a thing so wild?

"If the children were tortured by demons,
Or dying of fever, 'twere well;
Or had they the taint of the leper,
Like many in Israel."

"Nay, do not hinder me, Nathan,
I feel such a burden of care;
If I carry it to the Master,
Perhaps I shall leave it there.

"If He lay His hand on the children,
My heart will be lighter, I know,
For a blessing for ever and ever
Will follow them as they go."

So over the hills of Judah,
Along by vine rows green,
With Esther asleep on her bosom,
And Rachel her brothers between;

'Mid the people who hung on His teaching,
Or waited His touch and His word,
Through the row of proud Pharisees listening
She pressed to the feet of the Lord.

"Now why shouldst thou hinder the Master,"
Said Peter, "with children like these?
Seest not how from morning to evening
He teacheth and healeth disease?"

Then Christ said, "Forbid not the children,
Permit them to come to Me!"
And He took in His arms little Esther,
And Rachel He sat on His knee:

And the heavy heart of the mother
Was lifted all earth care above,
As He laid His hand on the brothers,
And blest them with holiest love;

As He said of the babes in His bosom,
"Of such are the kingdom of Heaven"-
And strength for all duty and trial
That hour to her spirit was given.
-Julia Gill

"Let the little children come unto Me"
Matthew 19:13

Jesus Was A Child Like Me

Once Jesus was a child like me,
But O, so kind and true;
His ever watchful eye can see
The very things I do.


Yes, Jesus was a child like me,
But O, so pure and true;
My blessèd Savior He will be,
If I but love Him, too.
He played upon the village street,
In such a pleasant way;
And ran with glad and willing feet,
His parents to obey.

I want to be His little child,
And more like Him to grow;
And ever truthful, good and mild,
Because He loves me so.

And now to Jesus I will pray,
To pardon me from sin;
And if I serve Him every day,
His blessing I shall win.

-Fanny Crosby

Monday, November 9, 2015

Little Girls & Dolls

My Doll and I

When I look at
my great big beautiful doll,
So golden-haired
and so slim and so tall,
I'm thankful
that she belongs to me,
And that she's as sweet
as a doll can be.

But I sometimes wonder
just what she thinks!
Never one lash of her eye
she blinks.
And I wonder if
in her stuffed parts there stir
Some thanks because
I belong to her!
-Louise Hetrick

Shirley Temple and friend.

A Doll Lover's Dream!

Shirley Temple's
Fabulous Doll Collection

Sunday, November 8, 2015

A Quietude Of Gracious Days

“The Lord is gracious and full of compassion;
 slow to anger, and of great mercy.”
 Psalm 145:8

Slow to anger, full of kindness,
Rich in mercy, Lord, Thou art,
Wash me in Thy healing fountain,
Take away my sinful heart.

I would go the pilgrim’s journey,
Onward to the promised land;
I would reach the golden city,
There to join the angel band.
Thou wilt never, never leave me,
If I give myself to Thee,
Teach, O teach me how to praise Thee,
Tell me what my life should be.

May Thy ever gracious spirit,
Lead me in the way of truth,
May I learn the voice of wisdom,
In the early days of youth.

O! how sweet to rest confiding,
On Thy Word that cannot fail,
Strong in Thee, whate’er my trials,
Through Thy grace I must prevail.

-Fanny Crosby 

Fanny Crosby
Blind from infancy,
 Fanny was  known as the
  "Queen of Gospel Song Writers".
A devout Christian woman,
she was also a poet and a song composer
and American mission worker.

That Long Ago Harvest

When the harvest comes I always think
Of that first good harvest so long ago.
After the perils and after the labors,
Then the Pilgrims made their valiant show.

They took their little, and here in this new world
They celebrated with heartfelt joy.
Glad was every Pilgrim grown up,
And every Pilgrim girl and boy.

Little they owned and few their comforts,
But, they were glad for what they had.
Here in this primitive land they dined,
And had good fellowship and were glad.

And the reason why they were so joyful
Was because they'd won their great desire:
Freedom to worship and freedom to live!
And thus their songs leaped high and higher!

So let's be thankful for what we have!
Let's be thankful for work and play!
Let's be thankful as were the Pilgrims
On that first Thanksgiving Day.
-Louise Hetrick

The First Thanksgiving 1621
Oil on canvas by
Jean Leon Gerome Ferris

"I saw the lovely arch
Of rainbow span the sky,
The gold sun burning
As the rain swept by."


   -Elizabeth Coatsworth

There is so much good 
in the worst of us,
And so much bad
in the best of us,
That it ill behoves
any of us
to find fault with
the rest of us.

November, fringed with
nipping cool,
For Fall is everywhere;
A quietude of gracious days-
Thanksgiving's in the air.
-Henry W. Gurley