ANGELS

Utahn
Hosted by Bonnie D.
Group active since Mon, Mar 21, 2011


Welcome to Angels!

A group for people who have experienced loss of ANY kind. I believe in the power of people listening to each other. I believe in the importance of people supporting each other as they take each step on their individual journey through grief. I believe in each of us finding our own path. Sharing experiences which may shed light upon our own.

What can this group do? Provide a safe environment where we can say what we feel without worry of repercussions. A community of kindred spirits. A place to cry without apologizing. A place to laugh because we need to. A place to be angry or sad without recriminations. Let us say what we need to say. Not judge us for what it is that we do say.

Why did I start this group? Because I have lost a child, and as I get to know more people on justapinch.com, I have found that there are many who have had similar losses.

Grief is a natural response to loss. It’s the emotional suffering you feel when something or someone you love is taken away. You may associate grief with the death of a loved one, and this type of loss does often cause the most intense grief. However, any loss can cause grief: loss of a child or parent, a miscarriage, a loved one’s serious illness, a relationship breakup, loss of a friendship, and death of a pet.

There is no one who can understand your situation better than someone who is going through or has already gone through it. There is only so much one person can cope with alone, and if this is going to be a long journey, then it is nice to have some company on the road! This is YOUR group. Remember that no pain is too small. Talk about anything you wish. There are no restrictions here. God bless!


 

Invitation to my new Group.. The Information Hub

cyrene
By Linda Kauppinen
Mar 13, 2014
For anyone that is interested in getting information on GMOs, Gluten, Steroidal Hormones in our food please feel free to join my new group The Information Hub. All I ask is that you read the description and agree with the rules stated
justapinch.com/...he-information-hub

Have a Blessed Sabbath, Everyone!

Utahn
By Bonnie D.
Nov 24, 2013
God bless you all!

Created to Love

kimijo
By Kimi Gaines
Nov 24, 2013
Created to Love

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By Charles F. Stanley

Have you ever wondered if your life has a purpose? The Word of God says it does—one that is both noble and desirable: Every believer was created by God to love and be loved.

God loves you personally and individually, without limit or qualification. He desires to shower you with His affection and kindness. Let me assure you of several things:

God's love is the most important thing we can know about Him.

The very essence of God's being—in other words, His personality and nature—is love (1 John 4:8). It is the reason Jesus came to earth, lived a victorious life, and then died to restore man's relationship with the Father (John 3:16). The most important decision we can ever make is to receive this gift of God.

The Lord's affection is absolute, unwavering, and sacrificial. Moreover, God's love is not subject to favoritism. He cares for the sinner as much as He does for the saint. In our human pride or our desire to be "somebody special," we may find that fact difficult to swallow. But God grants love to each person.

The Bible tells us that the rain falls on the just and the unjust, and the sun shines on the righteous and the wicked (Matt. 5:45). This means that with or without faith in God, everyone experiences certain benefits and blessings from Him. But the person who receives Jesus as Savior is in a position to reap the blessings that accompany an outpouring of love into his or her life.

The Lord's love is not based upon what we do, what we have, or what we achieve. He freely gives it to us simply because we are His creation. You cannot win or earn more of God's favor—it has nothing to do with performance. Accept and delight in that truth.

The most important response we can make is to reciprocate God's love.

John said it simply and eloquently: "We love Him because He first loved us" (1 John 4:19, NKJV). And Jesus said the first and foremost commandment was this: "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind" (Matt. 22:37). The only acceptable response to God's great outpouring of love toward you is to love Him back.

We can choose to rebel. And while this doesn't affect God’s nature, it will change us. Those who refuse to acknowledge and receive divine love cut themselves off from great blessing. Not only that, but such individuals typically yield to anger, hatred, and bitterness. To harden one’s heart toward God is the supreme act of rebellion—in doing so, a person hurts himself far more than he hurts others. Humbly receiving God, on the other hand, brings good into one's life.

Satan constantly tries to convince us that if we follow Jesus, we will have to give up personal freedom, identity, and pleasure. But those who live apart from God's love inevitably discover their rebellion did not make them any freer. They may not go to jail, but they end up in emotional or psychological prisons—caught in addiction or trapped by feelings of resentment. The longer they live separated from the Lord's love and mercy, the less pleasure they find in life. In that situation, it is easy to become cynical, jaded, critical, and in the end, apathetic to nearly everything.

But those who embrace and reciprocate God's love enjoy inner freedom they never imagined. They develop as individuals, discovering hidden talents and abilities. They experience true delight in God's creation and know the joy of perpetual discovery.

When we choose to love and obey God, we can be sure He will guide us toward doing what will bring about the greatest fulfillment in life.

God's love is our ultimate reason to hope.

If we know with certainty that God loves us and desires good for our lives, what is there to fear? Hope in Christ is for everyone. It compels us not to remain in a state of dread, doubt, or worry but to seek transformation by the Holy Spirit's power. Trust encourages us to anticipate God's best and look for the dawning of a new day.

Our heavenly Father is generous—even extravagant—in His love. Open your heart and let the Lord shower more of His good gifts upon you. You won't regret yielding your life to Him.

Adapted from "Discover Your Destiny" (1997


A Marriage That Lasted 72 years

kimijo
By Kimi Gaines
Nov 3, 2013
WHAT IS YOUR TAKE-AWAY FROM THIS STORY?

“I want to share a story about my mother and father, who were very much in love, into their nineties, and who celebrated seventy two years of marriage.

Mother married dad on the night she graduated from high school. But, it was HOW THEY LEFT this world that captured WORLD-WIDE ATTENTION in all the newspapers.

My brother Dennis and I always knew that our parents, Gordon and Norma Yeager, had a pretty unusual marriage. Other than a rare fishing trip, they DIDN’T LIKE BEING APART.

As they got up there in age, I began to worry what life would be like, if one survived, and the other didn’t. I told Dennis, ‘I don’t think they could get along without each other.’

Meanwhile Dad, who was 94—three years older than Mom—would say, ‘I have to stick around. I CAN’T GO UNTIL SHE DOES; I have to stay here for her, and SHE’D DO THE SAME.’

They went out for breakfast almost every day. One morning Dad pulled out at an intersection and apparently didn’t see an oncoming car. There was a TERRIBLE ACCIDENT. Mom and Dad were rushed to the hospital in the same ambulance, clinging to life.

It was touch and go for several hours. First we thought Dad might survive, then Mom. And when nurses heard that Dad’s blood pressure was falling rapidly, they rolled Mom’s bed into his intensive care unit, PLACING THE BEDS, SIDE BY SIDE. I looked over, and saw that THEY WERE HOLDING HANDS. He was still hooked up to the HEART MONITOR. She was not.

At 3:38 p.m., I choked back tears as I watched Dad slip away. Even when you think you are prepared, you’re never ready for the loss of a parent.

As family stood at the end of their beds, we saw something strange. ‘Dad is no longer breathing … so WHY IS HIS HEART MONITOR STILL BEEPING?’ we simultaneously asked the nurse.

She looked at us quizzically, then, pointed to Mom and Dad … STILL HOLDING HANDS.

‘HER HEART IS BEATING THROUGH HIM,’ she said, “It’s being picked up on his heart monitor.”

It was astonishing. Just astonishing!

Then, at 4:38 p.m., exactly one hour later, my dear mother caught up with Dad on the way to Heaven. The nurse said, ‘He’s such a gentleman. HE’S STANDING THERE HOLDING THE DOOR FOR HER.’

The crowning image for my brother and myself was seeing our two parents at the funeral. They were sharing the same casket. HOLDING HANDS.

Thanks for letting me share this story with you. I hope it will bring blessings to any who read it.”

Donna Yeager Sheets

••••

If YOU are not teared-up, like I am, I’m surprised.

Didn’t Gordon and Norma have exactly the kind of marriage God intended for us? A total commitment to each other, with Him in the middle, right to the end.

And ... to the beginning ... of their new life in eternity.

Wishes and winks
SQuire

Btw: This story is Chapter 52 in GODWINK STORIES: A Devotional.

Prayers are needed

Jean_Romero
By Jean Romero
Nov 2, 2013
While in Aberdeen WA. I was called at 8am by my uncle Steve, my father's youngest brother, who told me that his older brother Harlow had just passed away. This wasn't expected. my aunt Brenda said that she was awakened by the dogs barking and uncle wasn't in bed so she went to look for him, and found him face down on the kitchen floor. Still don't know cause of death yet. Then later that same day our grandson was playing varsity football in CDA was tackled and had gotten a neck injury, will post later when I find out the out come on him, this was all on halloween. so need your prayers please.

Prayer of Praise

kimijo
By Kimi Gaines
Oct 26, 2013
Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised; And His greatness is unsearchable. One generation shall praise Your works to another, And shall declare Your mighty acts. Psalm 145:3-4 NKJV

Lord, I praise You! You are marvelous. Wondrous. Glorious. I praise You for the glory of Your grace, the riches of Your mercy, the abundance of Your blessings, the depths of Your kindness, the greatness of Your power, the splendor of Your majesty, and the overwhelming generosity of Your love. I see Your goodness in every direction I turn.

I praise You for the miracles You work, for the mystery of Your ways, for all the things about You that are past finding out—You are above and beyond anything I could know, think, or ever imagine about You.

I praise You for working in my heart, for being in my day, for sustaining me each moment. I praise You for each time you made a way for me when there seemed to be none; for each time You came to me with an answer when I didn’t know what to do; for each time You revealed something new about the wisdom of Your will and the goodness of Your ways.

I praise You for the unique way You made me and for the unexpected ways You use me. I praise You with a happy heart, with uplifted hands, with a voice of singing, and with a shout of joy—for You alone are the God of all my joys!

Scriptures: Psalm 28:7, Psalm 30:12, Psalm 33:1, Psalm 35:28, Psalm 40:3, Psalm 48:10, Psalm 50:23, Psalm 54:6, Psalm 63:3, Psalm 69:30, Psalm 71:8, Isaiah 25:1

Devotion by Roy Lessin

Sacrificial Love

kimijo
By Kimi Gaines
Oct 25, 2013
HAS GOD ASKED YOU TO GIVE SOMETHING THAT IS VALUABLE TO YOU...YOUR MOST TREASURED POSSESSION??? READ THIS STORY....

October 23, 2013

Sacrificial Love
Samantha Evilsizer

"You lack one thing: go, sell all that you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow me." (Mark 10:21 ESV)

I had some misplaced priorities. I suppose at some level I'd known it for some time. But I didn't fully recognize how misplaced they were until I took a trip to El Salvador with a Christian humanitarian organization.

I met two children on a home visit. They lifted their tarp door and invited me into mud puddles and dirt walls with just one bed where their family of five rested at night. One bed for dreaming dreams of being a doctor and police officer.

I'd come to offer gifts of detergent and food. But the children's gifts exceeded anything I had to give. A tiny beaded bracelet smudged with dirt, drenched in love. They wanted it to be mine. They filled my hands with selfless love. Love shared in smiles and what few tangible gifts they owned.

Feeling too shy to hand me the bracelet herself, the girl nudged her brother. He presented it to me as if it were a royal crown and slid it gently on my wrist. I declare, diamonds couldn't match the worth of their hearts, their gift in that moment.

The next morning as I was getting dressed, I felt a nudge. Give your bracelet away like those children gave theirs to you.

You see, I had another precious bracelet with me. It was one my dad had given me over twenty years ago. Just a simple wooden bracelet from South Africa, but it meant the world to me.

How could I part with it? I wrestled with indecision. My heart soared, anticipating the moment I'd spot a mama to whom I would give my bracelet. Then my heart sank, anxious at the thought of giving up one of my treasures.

And there lay the problem. My misplaced treasure.

I'm embarrassed ... heartbroken. I'm sad to say I couldn't give it away. Couldn't? No; more like I wouldn't. Both bracelets journeyed back home with me. One bearing selflessness; the other, selfishness.

I thought I was really something, bringing gifts to those kids in the form of beans and rice. Little did I know, I was the one in need. I needed God's mercy. I needed a new perspective. I don't want possessions if I'm not willing to use them to love others.

I needed the one thing I lacked ... more love for the Lord than for my possessions. My heart held tighter to my bracelet than it did to what God had asked me to do. He beckoned, "Give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven." A simple request, yet so difficult to follow.

I don't want to be lacking in love for the Lord or those He cares for. Next time I'm giving it all. I'm starting by opening my hands and heart and looking for opportunities today. Are you with me?

Dear Lord, You are the perfect example of giving. Thank You for new mercies, second chances, and a heart capable of responding to Your prompting. Help me to respond to Your prompting this day. In Jesus' name, Amen.

A Glass Of Milk

tdiraimo
By Tana DiRaimo
Oct 22, 2013
One day, a poor boy who selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry. He decided to ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water. She though he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk.

He drank it slowly, and then asked, "How much do I owe you?" "you don't owe me anything," she replied. "Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness." He said, "Then I thank you from my heart." As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was stronger too.

Years later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly who was well known consultant now was called in. When he heard the name of the town she cam from, something stirred within. Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to her.

After a long struggle, the battle was won. Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked. A hand written scribble on the side of the bill caught her attention.

It read "Paid in full with one glass of milk"