JUST A REMINDER

Cell Phone Govt Do Not Call


I got this reminder as an e-mail at work from a co-worker and wanted to share it with my bloggie buddies.

>>REMINDER ....12 days from today, all cell phone numbers are being
>>released to telemarketing companies
>>and you will start to receive sale calls.
>>.....YOU WILL BE CHARGED FOR THESE CALLS
>>To prevent this , call the following number from your cell phone : 888-382-1222 .
>>It is the National DO NOT CALL list. It will only take a minute of
>>your time.
>>It blocks your number for five (5) years.
>>
>>You must call from the cell phone number you wish to have blocked .
>>You cannot call from a different phone number.
>>HELP OTHERS BY PASSING THIS ON TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS OR GO TO:
>>www.donotcall.gov

Is He a Black Jew?? No, He Just Believes in Them Part I

As a young girl, my older brother and I were raised in a strict religious home. My dad would read the Bible to us, and on Friday nights we had devotion. We sang religious songs that my dad taught us. He had a little black board he used to teach us about the Bible. My mother also joined in and would sit me on her lap and teach me religious songs. I can still almost hear her singing “Jesus wants me for a Sunbeam to shine for him each day.” (I have tears in my eyes due to remembering my mother, who passed away in 1995). Additionally, as youngsters, we attended a Jewish Sabbath School for a while; however, we weren’t able to understand most of what was being taught because they read and talked in their own language. Our religious beliefs were the same as the Jewish religion but we believed and still do believe in Christ. Our Sabbath has always been on Saturday but at that time we were not Seventh-Day Adventists. In fact, we hadn’t heard of the Adventist church until my brother met and married a young lady who was an Adventist, and she invited us to attend her church on many occasions.

My dad, in his teachings about the Jews being God’s chosen People, has always had very high feelings toward the them, and to this day, has become very close to them. One of his best friends is a Rabbi who keeps in close touch with my dad. Through reading the Bible pretty much everyday, “daddy,” as I still call him, is invited to celebrate the Passover and to the Synagogue to celebrate various holidays with them. I attend some of these occasions with my dad often. Just last week, we attended a Bar Mitzvah of a thirteen-year old son of the Rabbi. This was the second time we were invited to help the Rabbi and his family celebrate a son turning thirteen. This is a big occasion, and a lot of people attended. There was a feast, singing, dancing and the young man who was the guest of honor repeated a long speech in the Hebrew language. They were very receptive of us as usual and friendly as they think the world of my dad.

Listening to Words and Songs for the Lord

As I sit here reading blogs, I can hear the television going in the living room. I have the Trinity Broadcasting Network on and one of my favorite songs is playing "Great is Thy Faithfulness." Not only is the music beautiful, but the lyrics are great. I love listening to music, especially gospel music. I can't imagine how people can come up with the wonderful ways they praise the Lord, such as in song, i.e., the words they use to lift Him up, words to show their love for him and to show their gratitude for what He has done for us. So many wonderful ways to sanctify him. Even though we sing His praises, write poems, testify of His love for us and the magnificant miracles and wonders he brings to our lives, not to mention how he always rescues us from many bad situations; situations that seem hopeless, there are really no words we can express that could really touch the awesomeness of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. I have been blessed lately to actually be able to comprehend and understand more of what I read in the Bible than I have most of my life. The majority of my beliefs come from my teachings at home and from listening to my dad read and explain the Bible to me. Now I am trying to read it for myself so as to get my own understanding of it and of course I have been talking to the Lord before I read. Sometimes I have to read some sentences over and over again and perhaps say a little prayer before I can comprehend it, but the Lord is helping me to slowly catch on. I have a long way to go but I believe that God will help me get to where I want to be when it comes to him.

Incidently, I have many favorite Spiritual songs but I believe the most beautiful I've ever heard is, indeed, "The Lord's Prayer." God Bless you all out there in blog land.

To All Prayer Warriors Out There

I am asking for prayer for a Christian brother who goes to my church. He is pretty ill and needs prayer. I don't know exactly what the matter is, but really don't need to know. The fact that he is ill is enough. God knows the whole circumstances and will take care of it. His name is Robert, and is one of those guys who we can always depend on and is always more than willing to do his part. He is fun to be around and makes everyone laugh. Also he is a very nice Spiritual person. He has a wife and children so they will need prayer too.

I believe that if there is little prayer, there will be little power, more prayer is more power and much prayer is much power. I thank you in advance for talking to our Lord on behalf of Robert. I claim healing for him already. God bless you all.

Understanding an Alzheimers Patient

My Ex-sister-in-law has Alzheimers disease. I had visited her at her home a few times while her mother went bowling. She doesn't talk but would chuckle sometimes when I talked to her.

Recently she started to fall down a lot and was refusing to get into bed. Her mother couldn't get her up and into bed. After this started to happen a few times, her mom decided to place her in a nursing home (something she had never wanted to do). I have visited her in the nursing home and have tried to talk with her but I'm not really sure if she understands what I'm saying. I don't know how to go about communicating with her. I would smile and perhaps talk to her in a empathetic way and she would look at me with a blank expression. Since being admitted to the nursing home; it seems as though she has almost shut down (I'm just guessing). The other day I went to see her and she just looked at me and then stared into space.

Tonight I went to visit her and she was at dinner. When she saw me, it seemed as though she recognized me as someone she knew. Again she didn't talk, and I hadn't heard the little chuckle at all. I talked to her, trying this time to act normal like I used before she contacted this dreadful disease. I hugged her and showed her some affection when she began to regurchitate her food. I brought a picture album and showed her pictures, talking to her and reminding her who everyone is. She seemed very interested and at one point, she chuckled.

If anyone out there can tell me anything about a person with Alzheimers disease and how to communicate with them; if they possibly understand when you talk to them even if they aren't talking, I would appreciate some information that would help me to relate to her. Thank you in advance.