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    When my dad passed away in 1998, my mother said to me, “Marjie, cherish your husband.  He is a precious commodity.” Sometimes we don’t realize the value of something until we lose it.  I’m not saying that my mother didn’t value my dad, but after he was gone, she really felt the void that he left when he died.  I wondered if she had regrets; if she’d thought about unresolved…

  • Loving One Another

    Over the past few months, several of our church families have abruptly left, and many of those people had been workers, Sunday school teachers, youth leaders, active and faithful.  Then one day, without any apparent warning, they’re gone, and you have to ask yourself why.  What happened?  What caused them to suddenly leave the church without a word to anyone. People have a need to feel loved, cared for, appreciated,…

  • When God Makes a Promise

    Mark 11:24 says, “Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them.” When I first accepted the Lord as my Savior, my friend, Lynn, was trying to disciple me in the things of the Lord.  Lynn knew a few things and I didn’t know anything.  At the time, we were both in high school. Lynn said…

  • Marked for Demolition

    I Peter 5:8 says, “Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.”   Satan works hard to destroy people’s lives – especially those who live for Christ – and he’ll use any means he can to accomplish it.  Most often he destroys from the inside out, kind of like an implosion that brings down an entire building marked for…

  • Who’s the Influence?

    I was raised in a non-Christian home.  My parents did not believe in influencing us toward or against God.  My mother used to tell me, “Marjie, I have no right to influence your religious beliefs.”  She and my dad did take us to church for a couple of years so that we could decide what we wanted to believe.  I was about nine or ten years old.  We didn’t go…

  • The Power of God

    The third oldest of seven children, I was born in Honolulu, Hawaii, at 7:11 a.m., weighed 7 lbs., 11 oz., was the seventh baby born that morning, and was born on the seventh floor of the hospital.  My birth date is 7-17-57.  My mother told me that there were a lot more sevens related to my birth, but she couldn’t remember them.  She also told me that she thought that…