Handmaidens -Love & Marriage

Summer, 2000
Handmaidens

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Spirit Of Love
By Judy Fune

Without you, where do we Go?
Without you, what do we Do?
Without you, who can we Be?
Without you, when do we Know
To How can we better Grow?

Just as plants in the wilderness
We sit in the seed of your kindness
But must it be just that
When we are given all your bountiness

Spirit of Love
You stand in strengh, you stand in wisdom,
You stand in faith, you stand in courage,
And Hope is all we are
To embrace you
With all these gifts of Kindness

Oh Spirit of Love
You keep the promises
In your forgiveness we see beyond meanness
In the footsteps of Love you bring us
In the Kingdom of your Heart
And there we live life in purity of your Holiness

Spirit of Love
You are the Power
The Will that conquers us Forever and ever...
IlyJ4/2000(all in Jesus name)

Pathways of My Life
By Erin Bryant
ebryant4@yahoo.com

There was a day when I was free
When I was happy as can be
I was at home with mom and dad
Though I complained, it wasn't bad.
I had the things a girl could need
I had it all, I did indeed.
I couldn't see the road ahead
How hard it is to earn your bread
I thought that life was fun and wild
'Till I woke up one day; with child.

I didn't know how hard it would be
Though a child myself, I started to see
I swore I'd be smart, and not have another
But one year later, my son had a brother.
I worked so hard, all by myself
I put my dreams up on a shelf
I did my best to be both things;
Thier mom and dad; what tire that brings.

Time moved on, I had a girl
She was the center of my world.
Still all alone; how could that be?
I had my little famliy.

But still I felt alone and dim
I needed a partner, then I met him.
The man who took my fears away,
The man who turned my night to day.
He brought me joy and peace and laughter
I prayed for "happily ever after".
With golden hair and sparkling eyes,
His soul mine instantly recognized.
I knew that he was the one for life,
This beautiful man made me his wife.
A heart has never felt such joy
As the day we gave life to our baby boy.

Although it's not the way that I'd planned,
My life turned out much better than grand.
And who do I have to thank? You know,
The one who makes the flowers grow;
And angels leap, and sparrows sing;
My Lord, my Master; Jesus, my King.

To all my sisters in Christ that are "going thru" in their marriage - may this bless and encourage you as much as it did me. Let's keep standing firm for our "prodigals".
You are loved,
Cindy

An Irritation

This morning I woke up and the skin under my wedding rings was super irritated and red. The itching was driving me crazy. I took my wedding rings off and laid them by the side of the bed. It was the first time I had taken them off since my husband left our home 2.5 years ago. I had taken them off for a brief time back then, but then returned them to their proper place several days later. I got up and put some antibiotic ointment on my finger in hopes that it would soon heal so I could put my rings back on. However, I did hesitate wondering why I continue to wear my wedding rings when my prodigal has divorced me and is planning to remarry soon. "Perhaps I should leave them off indefinitely," I thought. Satan is soooo sneaky!

The word picture that the Lord gave me was this: My wedding rings were a picture of my marriage of my stand and of my covenant with God. The red irritation represented the temptation to discontinue my stand, to stop praying for my prodigal or even just the irritation they can be to us emotionally and spiritually. BUT God's Word and our desire to continually seek Him is the salve that can soothe the irritation, the pain, the hurt that our prodigals bring into our lives.

I had been experiencing some real pain about my prodigal last night and slept very little as I fought the Holy Spirit's nudging to pray for my prodigal. I finally slept, but very little. When the Lord gave me this little picture with the rings I stopped and prayed for my prodigal and read 1 Corinthians 13 over several times.

I look forward to putting my rings back on this evening when hopefully the irritation will be gone. My God is a personal God, who uses an irritated ring finger to remind me to keep on trusting Him with the irritations that come along as a result of standing for my marriage."

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Making a Date?

My Parents had not been out together in quite some time.

One Saturday, as Mom was finishing the dinner dishes, my father stepped up behind her. "Would you like to go out, girl?" he asked.

Not even turning around, my mother quickly replied, "Oh, yes, I'd love to!"

They had a wonderful evening, and it wasn't until the end of it that Dad confessed. His question had actually been directed to the family dog, lying near Mom's feet on the kitchen floor.

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