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Well now two of the three eggs are pipping! 🦅🦅
Well now two of the three eggs are pipping! 🦅🦅
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https://www.youtube.com/live/B4-L2nfGcuE? Live view! Their little peeps are so cute!
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Testimony Tuesday
Today’s testimony comes from a fellow prayer warrior in a prayer group I belong to.
Read my friend Sandi’s post she shared last Wednesday with us.👇
“Below is my Wednesday share, which i am calling Wednesday Wisdom (not mine, but Gods). After the testimony, I have a few words.”
—Sandi
Email Testimony
Dave,
I wanted to share a story with you about an EMS run I was on. I was the medic I charge on a chest pain run. Upon our arrival, I was met by the patient's wife outside who began screaming at us to hurry up.
Inside, I met her husband who then began yelling at us to do something as he clutched his chest. I put a quick 12 lead on him which verified a STEMI and transmitted it to the hospital to start the cath lab team.
The patient couldn’t understand why I did this and was very angry with me but doing this assembles the cardiac team to immediately take him to the cath lab. The patient continued to yell at us while clutching his chest and wouldn’t allow us to further help him. I remember bluntly praying to myself ”Lord you have to help me, this guy's being a complete asshole and he’s dying but keeping us from helping him, calm him down.”
We then got him on the cot and in the medic unit. Our on scene time was about 5 mins. I gave him some Nitro and ASA and was starting an IV, when he went limp and I saw V-fib on the monitor. I began to start compressions and called my partner to pull over and give me a hand. I was praying over him under my breath as I did compressions. My partner hooked up the quick comb pads as I did compressions and we shocked him once. We immediately got a pulse back. We were 2 miles out from the hospital and I told my partner to drive fast.
The patient then woke up and looked at me with a frightened look and said, “I’m so sorry I was such an asshole to you.”
I was kind of shocked that he said that. I smiled and said, "No worries man, we were just trying to help you." He immediately went to the cath lab and made full recovery. He later came to the station to thank us.
When I shook his hand, I asked him if he remembered anything. He said, “When I passed out, all I remember was the sound of your voice loudly praying over me, it was deafening.”
I didn’t know how to respond and was a little choked up because when I prayed it wasn’t more than a whisper as I was doing compressions. It was really cool to see that God used me to help this man. That event changed how I thought about prayer.
Jeff
“SO, this testimony really struck me. We often think God might not hear our quiet little prayers, but I assure you He does! I'm a firm believer in praying out loud because God created the world with words; He SAID "Let there be light....", He didn't think it quietly to Himself. However, we sometimes need those quiet whispered ones. Of course, God isn't a child, but you know how a child will stop and listen when you whisper? Sometimes, that's all that's needed. It might change the entire situation.
If you are one of the quiet ones in this prayer group, just remember, God hears you LOUD AND CLEAR!
Have a blessed day!”
—Sandi
Today’s testimony comes from a fellow prayer warrior in a prayer group I belong to.
Read my friend Sandi’s post she shared last Wednesday with us.👇
“Below is my Wednesday share, which i am calling Wednesday Wisdom (not mine, but Gods). After the testimony, I have a few words.”
—Sandi
Email Testimony
Dave,
I wanted to share a story with you about an EMS run I was on. I was the medic I charge on a chest pain run. Upon our arrival, I was met by the patient's wife outside who began screaming at us to hurry up.
Inside, I met her husband who then began yelling at us to do something as he clutched his chest. I put a quick 12 lead on him which verified a STEMI and transmitted it to the hospital to start the cath lab team.
The patient couldn’t understand why I did this and was very angry with me but doing this assembles the cardiac team to immediately take him to the cath lab. The patient continued to yell at us while clutching his chest and wouldn’t allow us to further help him. I remember bluntly praying to myself ”Lord you have to help me, this guy's being a complete asshole and he’s dying but keeping us from helping him, calm him down.”
We then got him on the cot and in the medic unit. Our on scene time was about 5 mins. I gave him some Nitro and ASA and was starting an IV, when he went limp and I saw V-fib on the monitor. I began to start compressions and called my partner to pull over and give me a hand. I was praying over him under my breath as I did compressions. My partner hooked up the quick comb pads as I did compressions and we shocked him once. We immediately got a pulse back. We were 2 miles out from the hospital and I told my partner to drive fast.
The patient then woke up and looked at me with a frightened look and said, “I’m so sorry I was such an asshole to you.”
I was kind of shocked that he said that. I smiled and said, "No worries man, we were just trying to help you." He immediately went to the cath lab and made full recovery. He later came to the station to thank us.
When I shook his hand, I asked him if he remembered anything. He said, “When I passed out, all I remember was the sound of your voice loudly praying over me, it was deafening.”
I didn’t know how to respond and was a little choked up because when I prayed it wasn’t more than a whisper as I was doing compressions. It was really cool to see that God used me to help this man. That event changed how I thought about prayer.
Jeff
“SO, this testimony really struck me. We often think God might not hear our quiet little prayers, but I assure you He does! I'm a firm believer in praying out loud because God created the world with words; He SAID "Let there be light....", He didn't think it quietly to Himself. However, we sometimes need those quiet whispered ones. Of course, God isn't a child, but you know how a child will stop and listen when you whisper? Sometimes, that's all that's needed. It might change the entire situation.
If you are one of the quiet ones in this prayer group, just remember, God hears you LOUD AND CLEAR!
Have a blessed day!”
—Sandi
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Look real closely at the remaining egg! I see a little pip and it's moving! Come on little one, you can do it!
Look real closely at the remaining egg! I see a little pip and it's moving! Come on little one, you can do it!
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Remember
GOD does:
Open and close doors
Orders stops and starts
Comforts those who grieve
Heals the sick
Makes a way where there is no way
Loves us fervently
Opens blinded eyes
Softens hardened hearts
Hears our prayers
Judges the wicked
Brings good out of evil
Gives us purpose
Provides for all our needs
Comforts
Guides
Protects and
Gives us peace ☕
GOD does:
Open and close doors
Orders stops and starts
Comforts those who grieve
Heals the sick
Makes a way where there is no way
Loves us fervently
Opens blinded eyes
Softens hardened hearts
Hears our prayers
Judges the wicked
Brings good out of evil
Gives us purpose
Provides for all our needs
Comforts
Guides
Protects and
Gives us peace ☕
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https://youtu.be/ZiuA-E_8Y-4? Precious little eaglets!
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His Presence Resting Upon Us
I have a very small postage stamp size backyard. It’s nothing to brag about, but to me it is a tiny sanctuary of wonder when I look out my window at it. There are a couple of beautiful peonies, a clematis plant climbing up a giant whale weather vane, some boxwood hedges, a lilac tree, a flowering crab apple tree…and more.
No, I really don’t have room for a full garden but I’ve been known to grow a tomato plant here and there over the years. All in all, this is my little North facing postage lot of beauty and serenity.
I have numerous visitors that perch on the feeders and branches of the oak tree. There is a lot of activity and a lot of entertainment from the squirrels that also love my backyard.
But there is one particular species I just adore…my Mourning Doves/Ring Neck Dove that come to visit every day. Well, I’m no expert when it comes to doves, but they look very similar.
Their melancholy, wistful sound of their call is what gives the mourning dove its name, but I find their unique sounds resonate more of a gentle and peaceful note…a soothing, calmness that captures my heart.
When I walk out to the backyard, the doves will quickly fly up to the giant oak tree. They watch me from a safe distance, and when I go back into the house they return to the feeders.
One time, I was able to get so close to one of them…she almost ate right out of my hand.
Knowing how sensitive they are, I always treat these doves with such respect. Any sudden movement will cause them to retreat quickly. When I try to sneak into the backyard, I ever so quietly open the back door, as to not cause them to flutter away. They are extremely shy.
I liken them to the Holy Spirit. I would like to think that I carry the presence of Him, like a dove on my shoulder and walking, speaking, abiding in Him and always with love and gentleness wherever I am.
When the apostle Paul says do not grieve the Holy Spirit, he means; don’t scare or cause that “dove” to make sorrowful or cause it grief, or throw into sadness. He mentions those things like, bitterness, rage, anger, etc., in Ephesians.
Imagine yourself walking around with a beautiful dove perched on your shoulder. You would want to walk in a way as to not cause that dove to leave your shoulder.
Isn’t that how we should walk as we carry the presence of the Holy Spirit inside us? We need to be sensitive in not saying or doing anything that would grieve the Holy Spirit.
Why would we want to grieve the Holy Spirit then? He’s the only one that can bring us into our inheritance and can enable us to live daily as mature sons and daughters of God.
Next time you see a Mourning Dove or Ring Neck Dove, let it be a reminder that His presence is always resting upon us, that we may walk in a manner worthy of His calling.
“And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, by whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.”
Ephesians 4:30-32 ESV
Blessings,
-Paula
@CallToBattle
I have a very small postage stamp size backyard. It’s nothing to brag about, but to me it is a tiny sanctuary of wonder when I look out my window at it. There are a couple of beautiful peonies, a clematis plant climbing up a giant whale weather vane, some boxwood hedges, a lilac tree, a flowering crab apple tree…and more.
No, I really don’t have room for a full garden but I’ve been known to grow a tomato plant here and there over the years. All in all, this is my little North facing postage lot of beauty and serenity.
I have numerous visitors that perch on the feeders and branches of the oak tree. There is a lot of activity and a lot of entertainment from the squirrels that also love my backyard.
But there is one particular species I just adore…my Mourning Doves/Ring Neck Dove that come to visit every day. Well, I’m no expert when it comes to doves, but they look very similar.
Their melancholy, wistful sound of their call is what gives the mourning dove its name, but I find their unique sounds resonate more of a gentle and peaceful note…a soothing, calmness that captures my heart.
When I walk out to the backyard, the doves will quickly fly up to the giant oak tree. They watch me from a safe distance, and when I go back into the house they return to the feeders.
One time, I was able to get so close to one of them…she almost ate right out of my hand.
Knowing how sensitive they are, I always treat these doves with such respect. Any sudden movement will cause them to retreat quickly. When I try to sneak into the backyard, I ever so quietly open the back door, as to not cause them to flutter away. They are extremely shy.
I liken them to the Holy Spirit. I would like to think that I carry the presence of Him, like a dove on my shoulder and walking, speaking, abiding in Him and always with love and gentleness wherever I am.
When the apostle Paul says do not grieve the Holy Spirit, he means; don’t scare or cause that “dove” to make sorrowful or cause it grief, or throw into sadness. He mentions those things like, bitterness, rage, anger, etc., in Ephesians.
Imagine yourself walking around with a beautiful dove perched on your shoulder. You would want to walk in a way as to not cause that dove to leave your shoulder.
Isn’t that how we should walk as we carry the presence of the Holy Spirit inside us? We need to be sensitive in not saying or doing anything that would grieve the Holy Spirit.
Why would we want to grieve the Holy Spirit then? He’s the only one that can bring us into our inheritance and can enable us to live daily as mature sons and daughters of God.
Next time you see a Mourning Dove or Ring Neck Dove, let it be a reminder that His presence is always resting upon us, that we may walk in a manner worthy of His calling.
“And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, by whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.”
Ephesians 4:30-32 ESV
Blessings,
-Paula
@CallToBattle
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Testimony Tuesday
I had a dear friend I hadn’t seen in over a year come stay with me this past weekend. We used to work together many years ago.
Whenever we get together we share what is going in our lives, and talk about the Lord working in our lives. It’s always the highlight of our visits.
She gave me a little green book she found at a local thrift store. It was an old devotional book from the late 1950’s.
She had me read the following testimony/devotional story….now I will forever be reminded that the Lord Knows.
—Paula
I had a dear friend I hadn’t seen in over a year come stay with me this past weekend. We used to work together many years ago.
Whenever we get together we share what is going in our lives, and talk about the Lord working in our lives. It’s always the highlight of our visits.
She gave me a little green book she found at a local thrift store. It was an old devotional book from the late 1950’s.
She had me read the following testimony/devotional story….now I will forever be reminded that the Lord Knows.
—Paula
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The Lord Knows
But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
—Job 23:10
Lord, thou knowest all things.—John 21:17
There are few of us who have not at one time or another been "tried," and often seemingly beyond our endurance. We moan, we cry, we fret under some strange hurting experience; we strive desperately to get out from under the chafing burden weighing so heavily upon us.
We fail to wait for the hand of the Lord to ease that burden and for the road to grow smooth before our troubled eyes. We do not take the long view and realize that often God tests us to try our mettle (stamina) and to strengthen our faith. Mettle is tested by fire, even as is the metal from the earth's mines; and faith grows stronger if we have the will and the courage to wait for the evidence of the Lord's steadying hand.
After the testing we can truly "come forth as gold," bright and shining from the crucible.
Then only can we see his purpose clearly, and we can praise him for the trials through which we have passed. We may be sure, and thus strengthened, that whatever befalls us, the Lord knows the why of it all; and as Peter of old on that spring morning on the shore of Galilee replied to the Lord's persistent questioning, we too can cry aloud, "Lord, thou knowest all things."
One noon a young man was walking slowly down a city street, his entire attitude one of defeat. Hands in pockets, feet dragging, despondency written clearly on his face, he turned a corner and came suddenly upon an old friend, a retired businessman, on his way to lunch.
"Hello, Timothy," the man accosted him.
"How are you? But say, what's the matter? You look as if the skies had fallen."
"They have," the youth replied. "They surely have."
"Come in here with me, and let's have lunch together. We can talk things over in a quiet corner."
"Now tell me," the friend said as they settled to their lunch.
"Well," Timothy exclaimed, "the Lord knows what I am going to do now! I'm through. The place where I have been working was too big for me, or I was too little for it-whichever way you care to put it. I was afraid of it from the first. The work wasn't what I had expected it to be, and I just couldn't make it. The manager found out about it, and, well, I'm finished, that's all. I really worked hard at the job, and I did my best, but my best wasn't good enough." His voice trailed off.
The elder man looked at him thoughtfully, giving him his undivided attention. Then he said,
"I like the way you began this talk, Timothy.
I noticed you said, 'The Lord knows.'"
The young man flushed. "That was just a figure of speech, I suppose. I ought not to have said it—I really did not mean it. I meant that I am down and out, and I have no idea what I am going to do now, and nobody knows how tough it is."
"Yes, somebody knows, Timothy; and why should you not say it and mean it? The Lord knows, for he does know. It is an unalterable fact that the Lord knows our every step. He does know what you are going to do. He sees the entire journey you are taking from birth to death.
He sees the end, and you only see the way.
Too often we go stumbling along in our own puny strength and with our faulty judgment, while all the time he is willing and ready to hold out a directing hand. We are both professing Christians, Timothy. We belong to the same church. We belong to One who knows our every need, our every desire, and our every purpose. Why should we not cling to the fact that we have a Lord who knows and who understands."
But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
—Job 23:10
Lord, thou knowest all things.—John 21:17
There are few of us who have not at one time or another been "tried," and often seemingly beyond our endurance. We moan, we cry, we fret under some strange hurting experience; we strive desperately to get out from under the chafing burden weighing so heavily upon us.
We fail to wait for the hand of the Lord to ease that burden and for the road to grow smooth before our troubled eyes. We do not take the long view and realize that often God tests us to try our mettle (stamina) and to strengthen our faith. Mettle is tested by fire, even as is the metal from the earth's mines; and faith grows stronger if we have the will and the courage to wait for the evidence of the Lord's steadying hand.
After the testing we can truly "come forth as gold," bright and shining from the crucible.
Then only can we see his purpose clearly, and we can praise him for the trials through which we have passed. We may be sure, and thus strengthened, that whatever befalls us, the Lord knows the why of it all; and as Peter of old on that spring morning on the shore of Galilee replied to the Lord's persistent questioning, we too can cry aloud, "Lord, thou knowest all things."
One noon a young man was walking slowly down a city street, his entire attitude one of defeat. Hands in pockets, feet dragging, despondency written clearly on his face, he turned a corner and came suddenly upon an old friend, a retired businessman, on his way to lunch.
"Hello, Timothy," the man accosted him.
"How are you? But say, what's the matter? You look as if the skies had fallen."
"They have," the youth replied. "They surely have."
"Come in here with me, and let's have lunch together. We can talk things over in a quiet corner."
"Now tell me," the friend said as they settled to their lunch.
"Well," Timothy exclaimed, "the Lord knows what I am going to do now! I'm through. The place where I have been working was too big for me, or I was too little for it-whichever way you care to put it. I was afraid of it from the first. The work wasn't what I had expected it to be, and I just couldn't make it. The manager found out about it, and, well, I'm finished, that's all. I really worked hard at the job, and I did my best, but my best wasn't good enough." His voice trailed off.
The elder man looked at him thoughtfully, giving him his undivided attention. Then he said,
"I like the way you began this talk, Timothy.
I noticed you said, 'The Lord knows.'"
The young man flushed. "That was just a figure of speech, I suppose. I ought not to have said it—I really did not mean it. I meant that I am down and out, and I have no idea what I am going to do now, and nobody knows how tough it is."
"Yes, somebody knows, Timothy; and why should you not say it and mean it? The Lord knows, for he does know. It is an unalterable fact that the Lord knows our every step. He does know what you are going to do. He sees the entire journey you are taking from birth to death.
He sees the end, and you only see the way.
Too often we go stumbling along in our own puny strength and with our faulty judgment, while all the time he is willing and ready to hold out a directing hand. We are both professing Christians, Timothy. We belong to the same church. We belong to One who knows our every need, our every desire, and our every purpose. Why should we not cling to the fact that we have a Lord who knows and who understands."
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