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Forgiveness and Fellowship

Throw Back Thursday: I ran across this post from  December, 2011. I am happy to say that Ruby no longer chews on cords or anything she isn’t supposed to chew on. She dearly loves the treats “Daddy” gives her, Skippy and little Alice around 9pm each night.

Miss Ruby hiding under the table after chewing the tree light cord.

Poor Ruby. When she gets bored, she chews on things such as the Christmas tree cord which was thankfully, unplugged. She also loves the strings on window blinds. At our former home, our mini blinds had a plastic twist-to open or close- rod. She loved to bat it back and forth and then she discovered the threads holding the blinds together. What a temptation!

She is actually the sweetest kitty I know. She loves to give “kitty kisses” and wants to be near us. (Maine Coons are not as snugly as some of our other cats but that doesn’t mean they don’t show affection in their own way.) If you stop and think about it, we are very much like that with the Lord. We give into temptation and then when we realize our sin, we feel guilt and run from the Lord.

When Ruby realized she was being naughty, (our scream might have been a clue – we were afraid she would swallow the plastic as thankfully, the lights were not plugged in.) she ran and hid under the kitchen table and chairs.  (It didn’t help that “big brother, Skip” pounced on her!) She didn’t want to come out and play or sit on her cat tree. Even though after the initial scare, and we were sure she knew the tree lights were off limits, we spoke softly to her and told her it would be okay.

She watched as John had to snip away the tight plastic ties holding the pre-lit lights to the branches. Eventually, she got closer and closer as she watched him remove the evidence of her destruction but she didn’t come out from under the table until after we put the rest of the tree together and prepared to go to bed. She followed us from room to room until she was satisfied she was forgiven or her guilt was lost with time.

As you see, Ruby and Skippy had a wonderful Christmas!

Now she is content to sleep under the tree.


How many times have we sinned against the Lord and our guilt held us back from reading His Word, praying or from having fellowship with other brothers and sisters in Christ?  How can we forget that He has already forgiven us? That the penalty of our sin was paid on the Cross by our sinless Savior? Why does it take us so long to agree with God about our sin? Pride? Fear? The old sin nature?

I John 1:5-9

Verse 5) “This is the message which we have heard of Him, and declare unto you, that God is light,

and in Him is no darkness at all.

6) If we say that we have fellowship with Him, and walk in darkness, we lie and do not the truth;

7) But we walk in the light as He is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of

Jesus Christ His Son cleanseth us from all sin.

8)  If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us.

9) If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

Did you catch that? He paid for our sin on the cross with his precious, sinless blood which cleanses us from all unrighteousness. If we have confessed to him that I am a sinner, He forgives us – for always. The Word says that Jesus died once for all! He loves us. He wants to fellowship with us! He wants us to walk in the light – just as He is THE LIGHT.  Verse nine is for believers. When we sin, we break fellowship with Him. Just as Ruby felt guilty and hid away from us because she knew that she had done something wrong.

He wants our fellowship! He wants us to walk in the light and share in the joy of His love. He leaves it up to us. To come to Him and confess our sin to Him – agree with God that what you did, thought, watched, listened to or harbored in your heart so that our sweet fellowship is restored and we want to come to Him. To fellowship with Him, to read His Word above all else and to pour out our heart to Him in prayer. He is our Heavenly Father and loves us.

At this time of the year when parents warn their children, “If you are naughty, Santa won’t bring you anything for Christmas!” (Or in days gone by, he may have left a chunk of coal in your stocking instead of goodies.) In a way, children are being taught a system of works. (Check out Ephesians 28-9)  Isn’t it wonderful to know that Jesus has already taken care of the “naughty” and wants us to come to Him?


This Christmas, let the children come to Jesus and adore Him together!


Have a blessed Christmas!


What Manner of Man Is This?


For centuries prophets foretold the Birth of Jesus Christ, the Messiah. We are entering the season when we focus on Him and marvel at the fulfillment of the prophecies and all that He is – especially that He came for you and me to bear the penalty of our sin. Just think, The God who created the world loves you! 

In my devotions I have been dwelling on who He is. Through December, I will be sharing His attributes and fulfillment of Scripture. Having said this. I am sharing this song on YouTube video today which marvels on all that He is. I hope it blesses you as it has blessed me. This is a Ben Everson song beautifully sung by Amber Foster.

He is Jesus, King of creation!
He is Jesus, Lord of all nations!
Bound up in humanness, needing food and sleep and rest.
Fully man, yet wholly God!
What manner of man is this?
What Manner of Man Is This?


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Delighting in His Majesty!

When you hear the word Majesty, what comes to mind? A king in robe and crown; surrounded by people who must do his bidding? Is the background that of splendor with the man sitting on a throne holding a golden scepter?

The word majestic comes to mind whenever looking at a sunset, the beautiful stars that sparkle like diamonds against a black velvet cushion, or a lovely sunrise whose beauty makes one breathless.

Or perhaps, if you love conservative Christian music as I do, you may think of the publishing company Majesty Music. Ron Hamilton wrote a beautiful song many years taken from this verse. It has been years since I sang it but I still remember hearing him sing this at a conference. The cd is available on the Majesty Music or Ron Hamilton facebook page and on his website. Look for the Rejoice in the Lord cd.

I was trying to locate the lyrics or more specifically, a video of Ron singing How Majestic is Thy Name. Instead, so many wonderful hymns and spiritual songs were listed in the search and I have spent about two hours just singing praises to The Lord. Thinking of His power, majesty and of His great love for us. It still humbles me to think that He – the creator of the universe; the One who spoke the world into existence loves me. I feel as the shepherds must have felt when they – the lowest workers of their day, were visited by an angel of God announcing the birth of the long awaited one; the Savior, which is Christ our Lord. (Luke 2)

Remember how they must have been frightened, The glory of the Lord shown around about them and they were sore afraid.” the Glory of God” had once caused Moses to cover his face so that those who looked upon him would not be blinded. The same Light that illuminates Heaven so that there is no need for sun nor moon in Heaven. And then they were serenaded by a Heavenly host praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest and on earth; peace, good will toward men.”

The most wonderful experience for these weathered, lowly shepherds that night was that they were able to bow down and worship the babe – Emmanuel (which means “God with us”), our Savior, the long awaited Messiah, the Lamb of God which taketh away the sins of the world, our sacrifice, the Good Shepherd, Redeemer, the Light of the world, the Bread of Life, God in flesh. The one who came to bear their sins and mine on the cross of Calvary.

On Christmas Eve, at our wonderful service, my mind kept going to Isaiah 53 where His death is prophesied. “He was led as a lamb to the slaughter and as a sheep before it’s shearers is silent, so He opened not His mouth.  This my friends, is majesty. This is love. Oh, how my heart swells with love for Him whenever I read this chapter. You see, it was written long before He was born. He inspired the Words (literally were God breathed.) I look at the cross – the death, burial and resurrection of the precious, sinless Son of God and praise Him.  And then I look forward to the rapture when we shall meet Him in the clouds and so shall we ever be with the Lord. What splendor!

He will come again as The King of King and Lord of Lords. Every knee shall bow and confess that Jesus Christ is Lord!

That tiny little virgin born baby is all of this. He is Majesty.  One song kept popping up in the search and I must have played it three times tonight.  http://youtu.be/CHZcgK43Sr0 Bow The Knee.

As we begin this new year, lets reflect on His Majesty and bow the knee. He alone is worthy of our praise.

I must share this one thing. As I was reviewing the videos, dwelling on the meaning of the songs and singing along, my heart felt it would break as one of the videos showed Ron Hamilton directing a choir at what was listed as Music College. Why should this bring tears? For as long as I can remember, singing was always a part of my life. When I received Christ as my Savior in 1968, I promised I would sing only for Him as He opened the doors. And He opened many doors! My prayer through the years prior to singing has always been, “may they hear Your voice, Lord not mine – that You will be glorified.”  Because of poor health, it has been a long time since I have been able to sing solos and years since I had the joy of singing with a choir. Oh, that He may allow me to sing in the choir in Heaven some day! Until then, I will continue to sing to Him in devotions, in prayer, as I wash dishes…

So friends, as you bow the knee before Him in prayer, if He prompts you, sing with the joy of knowing Him and His majesty.

Christmas Tree Gospel

Hello, friends. It is hard to believe it’s Christmas time again. As we trim our Christmas tree, I like to remember the lesson I taught children through the years with a Christmas tree, lights, ornaments and my Bible. The Christmas Tree Gospel. I am reposting the post from last year.

How do you share the Gospel at Christmas?The light of Christmas

Christmas Tree Gospel

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Have you ever considered using your Christmas tree as a witnessing tool? I used to love using a small Christmas tree to present the Gospel to children.

  • First, we discussed the evergreen tree which reminds us of eternal life. It is ever green with sap running through it (before it is cut down)
  •  The shape of the tree points to God.
  • Of course, the tree must be in a stand to remain upright, as we need The Lord Jesus as our firm foundation.

Next, I would do (especially in Awana at night)  is to have someone turn out the lights so that the room would be dark – just as the darkness of sin. The world was in darkness until the Savior came.  I would then turn on the tree lights. White lights because they shine brighter than red, blue, green or even yellow lights.

  • The lights on the tree remind us that Jesus is the Light of the world. “Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world; he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.” (John 8:12)
  • The lights also remind us that we are to let Him shine through us ”Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.” (Matthew 5:16)
  • The lights also remind me that there will be no need of sun or moon in Heaven; for Jesus is the light. “And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it; for the glory of God did lighten it; and the Lamb is the light thereof.” (Revelation 21:23)
  • Gold decorations & tinsel remind me of the streets of gold in Heaven. (Rev. 21:21)
  • Red decorations remind us that Jesus was born to die.  He shed His blood that we may be saved.  He paid the penalty for my sin. (John 3:16)
  • White on the tree reminds me that he washed me white as snow.
  • The star reminds us of the Bethlehem star which signified the birth of the King of Kings and was a guide for the wise men to follow that they may find Him, and worship Him.
  • Angels remind us of the Heavenly Host praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest, and on the earth peace, goodwill toward men.” (Luke 2)

(In the Bible, Angels appear as men.  They are not portrayed as beautiful women in slinky or fancy dresses with wings and a halo. They are messengers of God.  They came to announce His birth and to Worship Him! We are to worship Him and not the angels.)

  • Ice-cycles hung on the tree reflect the light – just as we are to let The Light of the world reflect through us. When I was a child, the Ice-cycles were silver tinsel cut into long strands. Granddaddy always insisted on hanging them on the tree one by one so that they would hang perfectly. (I must admit to giving into the urge to take a hand full and fling them on the tree and allowed them to fall where they may. They often landed on the floor!) Today I use crystal or clear plastic. When the light shines on the crystal ones, we can almost see a rainbow reflected on the wall!
  • The tree skirt reminds me that He has clothed me with HIS RIGHTEOUSNESS.
  • The gifts under the tree remind me of the greatest gift of all. Salvation wrapped in love. The perfect gift from God – His only begotten Son; the lamb of God who was born to die for us. Our virgin-born Savior, wrapped in swaddling clothes was the best gift ever given!

When doing the Christmas Tree Gospel presentation, sometimes I gave each child a card with a verse to read as we came to the appropriate moment/decoration. Of course, each was given the gift of a candy cane to take as a reminder of God’s wonderful gift to us.

Please excuse the family pictures as I haven’t decorated our tree yet this year and didn’t have a suitable photo of a Christmas tree to use.   I would love to hear how you share the Gospel at Christmas. Please feel free to give us your stories in the comment section. Have a blessed Christmas season this year!

Kathy on Christmas Eve 1964



Silver Gravy Boat and Stand

Earlier this week, I was cleaning out a cabinet and found my husband’s grandmother’s silver gravy boat. It was quite tarnished so I washed it, dried it, applied silver polish and buffed it to a nice shine.  I don’t know if you can see it in this picture but there is a fancy L engraved in the center. Unless the light hits it just right, the monogram is easily missed. After all, when John’s “Mamaw” placed this lovely item on the table, it was the gravy or sauce which held everyone’s attention. Right?

I can see it now. The family gathered around the beautiful pedestal table. Laden with good food to eat, dressed in her finest linen or crochet tablecloth, set perfectly with linen napkins and forks on the left of the plate; knife and spoon on the right. The water glass at the tip of the knife with the cup and saucer just north and east of the spoon.  A beautiful display awaited the family. Grandfather sitting at the head of the table, carving the meat, Mamaw at the other end of the table sitting quietly with her hands folded in her lap, joyfully watching her children enjoying the fruit of her labors. The silver gravy boat would be passed around from loved one to the next. I love that scene!


One thing I noticed that when the silver is polished, it reflects things around it – like a mirror.  It looked pretty on the granite counter top but when I placed it on the wood chest, it took on a richer glow.


Do you see the monogram? Look closely.  The angle of the camera also determines the visibility.

We are much like the old silver gravy boat. An empty vessel ready to be filled. A clean, polished vessel.

Unless it is filled with gravy or sauce, it is just an object to look at. No nourishment for a hungry family. No sweetness to make the food even more delicious. Without Christ, there is an emptiness. An empty shell. But oh, what joy when we have the Lord dwelling in us. Overjoyed when we delight in His Word.

Just like the setting affected the look of the polished silver, Christ can shine through us best when we reflect Him. By reading His Word, prayer and fellowship with other believers. I don’t know about you, but I want my life to reflect Him. Does one need to search for the monogram of my heart – Christ living in me?

What Do You See? By Katherine H. Purdy

I don’t know about you, but when we drive past an old, vacant house, my mind immediately slips into imagination overdrive! So much comes to mind.

  • Who built this old house?
  • What did it look like when it was new. Did they paint it? Plant flowers and bushes?
  • They must have had a large family – there are two additions!
  • Where are they and their descendants now? Do they still own the property?
  • How could anyone allow that adorable house to deteriorate so badly? Don’t they care?
  • What did it look like inside? Gingham check curtains at the kitchen window? Cast iron stove or porcelain? Linoleum covering the floor or all wood?
  • Was this a honeymoon cottage? It would have been perfect for a young couple just starting out.
  • Was the yard surrounded by a white picket fence and did their little ones swing on the gate?
  • Did they know the Lord?

As you see, my mind scripts a scene for the lovely family who once lived in the home which is now an abandoned shell.

I know the history behind the house in this photograph. It was the home of my husband’s great grandparents. This house is located near the Cowpasture river in the Virginia highlands.

Several years ago, John’s parents and his Aunt took us to see where the McKenny family once lived. As soon as I stepped out of the car, it was as if I was watching history unfolding before me. A few months later, the Lord reminded me of the event and the following (very long) poem came to me in a flash and I had to write it down.

The Homeplace

By Katherine Purdy


 I glanced at the calendar today

And was transported back

To the lovely in 1997

When you and your sister

Took us to the home

Of your Mother’s youth.

The calendar displayed a beautiful sketch

Of your Grandparent’s now vacant home.

The McKenney House on Cow Pasture River in Virginia.

I fondly remember the day.

It was inspiring to see

The home where my husband’s

Great Grandparents had lived and loved and died.

The heritage of their love and faith lingers still

In the hearts of their decedents.


We arrived with anticipation.

The view was breath taking.

The mountains were draped

In a lovely quilt of green and blue

The Cow Pasture River played a lovely

Tune as the water trickled over the rocks

And the fish danced.


I don’t know what I had expected,

But the empty, decaying house

Truly spoke to me.


As I looked beyond the gray, cracked wood,

Broken windows and screens;

It suddenly became alive to me

With love, joy, laughter and song.


In my mind’s eye I did see

It was more then just a house.  It had been a home.

A place where a loving Mother and Father

With faith and discipline taught their young

The lessons of right from wrong

And as Christians, to be strong.


In time, these children would grow to be adults

Then return with families of their own to gather and reminisce.

To share words of love and hope and wisdom

In times of joy and even in despair!


As I walked around the house, I could almost hear the joyous sound of laughter as children ran through the yard and played games of tag or hide & seek.

The sound of the back screen door clapping as little feet ran in and out

Despite Mother’s gentle reminders not to slam the door!


Was it my imagination or could I smell the sweet fragrance of

Freshly baked Bread; kneaded gently with strong, work worn hands

Of a busy wife and Mother to feed her dear family with just churned butter?


The clothesline would surely be filled every Monday morning

With freshly laundered clothes drying in the gently breeze.

Did the children enjoy the fresh smelling clothes and sheets

That would give the scent of lovely sunshine?


Would the sweet smell come to mind on breezy summer days,

Transporting them from the cares of an adult world to the

Lazy, playful days of childhood snuggling each night

Under the freshly laundered sheets

Reminding them of their gentle, caring Mother?

At the very least; it would surely transport them “home”!


Although we could not go inside and look around;

I could imagine a worn spot on the floor in front of a well-used cook stove

Which had produced thousands of delicious meals to fill hungry tummies.

There would also be another worn spot in front of an ancient sink

Probably with a pump faucet where Mother and daughters carefully

Washed the family dishes as they shared hopes and dreams as they worked.


Somewhere in the house was a table where Father sat

Reading his Bible and writing by kerosene lamplight.

What a wonderful example he was to his young ones!


Outside was a large empty barn

Where horses and cattle were kept fed and safe and warm.

Were there memories of currying the animals?

Or hay rides and snuggling under blankets to keep warm?



There must have been a garden with vegetables planted in neat rows.

Mother would water, harvest and can them to feed her family

During long winter months. Oh, her cheeks must have been aglow

As she did such hard work; knowing the joy it would bring in months ahead.


Tomatoes, Corn, and Potatoes. Squash, Onions, Beans

Stored neatly in the nice cool cellar.

Cucumbers for Pickles, Pumpkin for Pie.

Applesauce, Apple butter, Jelly and Jam.

Oh, the treats you would make

To bring a twinkle into everyone’s eye!


Although grass and weeds are now unkempt,

It must have once been a well cared for yard.

Along the fence, beautiful rose vines still grow.

Were flowers also planted in nice, neat rows?



I could envision so clearly some mischievous boy riding

A trike or throwing a ball into Mother’s prize flowers!

To make amends, he would bend and lovingly

Pick the most beautiful flower with tiny fingers

To bring to his dear Mother.


As the years went by, children grew up

And left home to start families of their own.

They would come back for special events

Like Birthdays and Holidays or After Church Dinner.

Often in summer to picnic under the trees

And less often on cold snowy days.


They are all gone now.

The McKenneys are now in their new home in Heaven.

They have been joined with their children and some grandchildren.

Now, Emilie and Louise both Granddaughters

Have beautiful crowns of fluffy white hair;

Recipients of their grandparent’s prayers

Now sweetly share the love and wisdom from above

So lovingly taught to them by these precious ancestors.


As I looked at both of you that day,

I thought “what a remarkable thing.

You have a rich heritage of love and caring.

We didn’t come just to see an old house.

It was the love and family that you were sharing!”

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When you drive past an old, abandoned house, what do you see?

When we look at people, we often see their faults and failures. Aren’t you glad that God looks at us through the love for His Son who gave His life for us? He doesn’t see a broken down body – He sees your heart.

Man looks on the outside, but God looks at the heart.






“Somebody’s Praying” By Ricky Skaggs – YouTube


Intercessory prayer. How many times has the Holy Spirit awakened us in the middle of the night to pray for a loved one or dear friend who is serving Him? A need so strong that it takes us to our knees? Afterwards, we learn that the need to pray indeed came from Him, while our loved one was going through a deep struggle?

How often have we been through the valleys thinking we were all alone? That no one even knew to pray for us? That’s alright for The Lord Jesus Christ is our intercessor; sitting at the right hand of the Father praying for us – even when we falter and search for words.

“Likewise, the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities; for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.

And He that searcheth the hearts knoweth what is the mind of the Spirit, because He maketh intercession for the saints according to the will of God.” Romans 8:26 – 27


“For there is one God and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus;

Who gave Himself a ransom for all to be testified in due time.

Whereunto I am ordained a preacher and an apostle, (I speak the truth in Christ. and lie not:) a teacher of the gentiles in faith and verity.

I will therefore that men pray every where, lifting up holy hands, without wrath and doubting.” I Timothy 2:5-8


God was in Christ, reconciling the world unto Himself, not imputing their trespasses unto them; and hath committed unto us the Word of reconciliation. Now then we are ambassadors for Christ, as though God did beseech you by us; we pray you in Christ’s stead be ye reconciled unto God (II Corinthians 5:19-20).

Somebody’s praying for you, my  friend. You do not have to go through the valley alone.


Bow the Knee – Ron Hamilton.wmv – YouTube

At this very special time of the year, we become so caught up in the things of the world or things that “need to be done,” we forget about the most important One of all.

Our finite mind needs to see something tangible. A Christmas tree, lights, ornaments and yes, even the Nativity Scene can become an idol if we do not keep our mind and focus on Him.  He is no longer a babe in the manger but grew up and died on the cross for our sin. He bore our shame.

He declared victory over death when He arose from the dead three days later met with His disciples and was seen by a crowd as He ascended to the Father where now He sits at the right hand of the Father on the throne interceding for us.

He prays for us. Isn’t that amazing? What is even more amazing is that He is coming again. First, we who know Him; saved through faith by His grace will meet Him in the air. The next time He sets His foot on the earth He will be as the One His people were searching for at His birth. The King of King and Lord of Lords. I am reminded of Philippians chapter two. What a privilege to bow the knee before Him – our Redeemer, our Savior, our Lord. He loves you, my friend. Please think on these words as you celebrate Christmas this year. Celebrate Him not just as a baby but all that He is. Bow the knee before Him. Boldly, before the throne.

“Wherefore God also hath highly exalted Him and given Him a name which is above every name: That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow. of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth;And that at every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.”

Philippians 2:9-11



Bow the Knee – Ron Hamilton.wmv – YouTube.