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Restoring the Flow

Today our post was written by my dear friend from Nevrdun News.


It could not be put off any longer. The bathroom sink was draining slower and slower. If I didn’t do something about it soon it wouldn’t be draining at all. Last night I cleaned out the ooey, gooey, slimy, grimy, smelly glob that was the root of the problem. Ugh. It was disgusting.

While removing that stomach flipping glob of goop I was reminded of how similar it is to sin in my life. I just kinda let things build up, little by little, not really paying that much attention, until I end up with a big grimy slimy glob emitting horrendous odors restricting the flow of the Living Water.

Please forgive me, Lord.

“Search me, O God, and know my heart!
Try me and know my thoughts!
And see if there be any grievous way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting!”
– Psalm 139:23-24

Lord, please cast Your light of truth into my heart’s darkness and reveal to me any sin I need to confess. Please give me a heart of repentance to see myself as You do and then give me the grace to respond to Your merciful call to change. Please use Your Word to correct any wrong thinking I may have. Please control all the destructive power within me. Please do Your cleansing work in me, wash me with the water of Your Word, and make me a channel of blessing to someone today.

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Nevrdun News – From the Archives: Something to Ponder

My friend, the Shepherdess of Nevrdun is sharing another fleece of wisdom to ponder. It spoke to my heart and thought it may give you a fresh perspective to ponder as well.
 Nevrdun News – From the Archives: Something to Ponder
First sent December 24, 2005 . . .
There was no room for them in the inn.

Sometime during the Christmas season most of us have heard the story of Joseph and Mary traveling to Bethlehem, stopping at an inn, and being told there was no room for them. The inn was full. Many portray the innkeeper as turning them away in a harsh voice, or being hardhearted, or “not having any room for Jesus.”

But could it be the innkeeper has been given what Wes calls “a bum rap”?

Could it be the innkeeper was actually a very gracious man? One who provided a private place for Mary to give birth?

Think about it.

The Bible doesn’t include the innkeeper with those who had received special revelations concerning the birth of Jesus. He had no dreams. No visions. No forewarning of things to come. How was he to know that the One Mary carried in her womb was actually God’s Son, Immanuel? To the innkeeper they were an ordinary couple coming to Bethlehem to be counted in the census.

I wonder . . . how many times have we treated others unfairly because they have not responded or reacted in the manner we think they should? Could it be they have actually done the best they could given the level of knowledge and understanding they have?

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To Do List by the Shepherdess of Nevrdun

My friend sent this message in her newsletter today and I thought her wisdom may apply to us this week as we strive to get everything done by Christmas! (I included the visuals for effect ;-))

Love, Kathy


First sent December 19, 2007 . . .
How is your “to do” list?
Too long to fit on the scrap of paper you started writing it on? Is it as disorganized and scattered as you feel right now? Maybe it is filled with scratches and scribbles and coffee dribbles.
Or maybe it is trim and tidy, with jobs listed in priority, and completed items crossed off with a thin, neat line.
Whichever the case, let’s not forget to include the word, “love.”
“Love is the duty of the present moment.” (Jean-Pierre de Caussade) Even when we’re feeling stressed, time pressured, over-committed, tense, tugged, stretched, and sagging under the strain, love is still our duty, our obligation, our divine service, our act of worship.
“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.” – 1 Corinthians 13:1
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Nevrdun News – The Sorting

A dear friend who lives in Texas published this in her newsletter and has given me permission to share it. Be sure to read to the end! Yahoo! Thank you, Dona for sharing with us!

It is called a sorting. Pronounce that sortin’. Team Sortin’.

Take some cattle. Eleven at a time to be exact. Number them 0 through 9. Like this . . .

The eleventh one remains numberless and is called “the trash cow.”

Form teams of two cowboys or cowgirls . . .

Experience is definitely a plus.

The cattle are herded into a pen with an opening about 12′ to 16′ wide. Opposite that opening is an identical sized pen that is empty.

This is a timed event, usually 60 to 90 seconds. Two cowboys enter the area, as the nose of the first horse crosses the line between the two pens, the clock starts, the announcer randomly calls out a number and the cowboys quickly get to work.

Let’s say the number four is called. One team member and his horse try to block the opening (gate) while the other team member tries to get the number four cow cut away from the herd. As he runs number four through the gate he takes up the position of guarding the gate and the other cowboy goes after number five, runs it to the opening, swaps places with his team member who is heading for number six and so it continues – until either their time runs out, or a cow out of numerical order slips through the gate, or until – if they are really good – only the trash cow remains on the starting side before time is called.

It can get real excitin’.

Takes a considerable amount of skill by the rider and the horse . . .

And is a lot of fun to watch . . .

The Bible describes a sorting, too, in easy terms so we can understand. The final judgment. It is described in Matthew 25:31-46. Verses 31-33 read, “When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, then he will sit on his glorious throne. Before him will be gathered all the nations, and he will separate people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. And he will place the sheep on his right, but the goats on the left.” (ESV) One group will go away into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels, the other group will be blessed and inherit the kingdom prepared for them from the foundation of the world.

Serious stuff.

Are we ready? And are we doing our part to make sure our family and friends are ready? ‘Cause when that sortin’ comes there won’t be any slippin’ through the gate on the sly.

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Nevrdun News – Could We Be Losing Something?

The following post is a newsletter written by my dear friend of Nevrdun News.

Do you remember when we dressed in our finest clothes to wear to Church out of respect for the Lord? It doesn’t need to be a distant memory of the past. We can give our best to the Master today.




“We’re losing it,” I thought.  “We’re losing it.


We were in a rural area yesterday, way out.  As we passed a tiny country church, an elderly gentleman with a cane in one hand and a Bible in his other was slowly picking his way across the uneven ground to his car.  I wish I had been brave enough to stop and ask if we could take his picture.


Try to envision a tiny country church, beautifully maintained, surrounded by fields lush with fresh spring grass sprinkled with Texas wildflowers.  Cattle are contentedly grazing as the old man leaves the building, slowly making his way to his car.  A warm breeze is blowing, occasionally gently lifting the end of his tie, for you see, he is wearing a suit and tie. 


His generation and those before him wore their best clothes to church on Sunday mornings.  Some reading this will be too young to remember those days.  Wearing your best clothes was a way to outwardly show honor for the occasion.  It was an outward sign of respect for God.


Oh, I know what some of you might be thinking.  “God doesn’t care about the outside, what matters is the inside.”  Now don’t get me wrong, I’m right there with you.  After all, we go to a Cowboy Church.  Jeans are the standard fare.  In fact, that’s pretty much all I ever wear.  A pair of black slacks for the occasional times I need to “look professional” and jeans for everything else.


But sometimes I wonder, in all our casualness are we losing something?  We’ve taken the steeples off our buildings and the hymnbooks out of our pews (pew?  what’s that?).  Our “sacred” music has been simplified to the point where people no longer know how to read music and organs are becoming a relic of the past.  Our once reverent sanctuaries have evolved into entertainment inspired modern auditoriums sprinkled with speakers and big screens and Broadway lighting.  And why carry a Bible when the Bible is on your smart phone?


I don’t know.  I’m just thinking out loud I guess.  I can’t put my finger on it, but it just seems like we are losing something.


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“I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the LORD”

Psalm 122:1