Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God. ~ Colossians 3:16 I believe I've been fighting depression for many years. I believe Satan has been attacking me continually with very little respiteContinue reading "Singing to a Barren Womb"
Birthday Verse Study: August 17
For many years now, I've opened the Bible to 8:17 verses to see if anything would pop out to me as a prophecy for my life. I've attempted to compile the verses several times - I must say that it's a lot easier to do electronically from a site like Bible Gateway than handwriting or retypingContinue reading "Birthday Verse Study: August 17"
Poem: Go Down Death by James Weldon Johnson
(A Funeral Sermon) Weep not, weep not, She is not dead; She's resting in the bosom of Jesus. Heart-broken husband--weep no more; Grief-stricken son--weep no more; Left-lonesome daughter --weep no more; She only just gone home.Day before yesterday morning, God was looking down from his great, high heaven, Looking down on all his children, AndContinue reading "Poem: Go Down Death by James Weldon Johnson"
Awareness of Nakedness
For a number of years on my journey, I embraced the pain of honest self-exposure. At that time, I continually made myself vulnerable in my relational interactions. Truthfully, I can’t say that my vulnerability was well-received or treated well. I can’t report that my availability was appreciated or taken advantage of in a positive manner.Continue reading "Awareness of Nakedness"
“It was all worth it.”
A young woman I've been helping this year asked me the other day, "Ms. Jones, If your life were to end right now, in this moment, and you were taken up to Jesus immediately to see Him face-to-face, what would be the first question you ask Him?" She had asked the question so earnestly, IContinue reading "“It was all worth it.”"
In Loving Memory of My Brother, Antoine Jones
It’s very hard to believe it’s been five years since my brother passed away. Life is just so fleeting… so elusive - especially when you don’t attend to it. It’s interesting to me that I was just summarizing the last five years of my life in terms of my spiritual growth – learning to obey,Continue reading "In Loving Memory of My Brother, Antoine Jones"
Niki de St Palle Installation, NYC, Summer 2012
Taken July 2012
Sermon: THE LIFE OF FAITH
We serve a God who not only speaks to us, but desires intimate conversation with us.
The Life of Faith: Sermon by Pastor William Carol
But these are written so that you may continue to believe that Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of God, and that by believing in him you will have life by the power of his name. ~ John 20:31, NLT
Follow the link to listen to the sermon. Be blessed.
I still love this and my thoughts at the end of the passage are still the same. Blessings to all as you merge and manage your reason and passion.
Khalil Gibran on Joy and Sorrow
Khalil Gibran on Joy and Sorrow (from The Prophet)
Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow."
And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.