THIS NEW DAY OF LIFE!

One of my life-long friends wrote the following on Facebook.  I was so moved by it, I asked her permission to use it on our blog site.  She agreed.  Thank you Cindy for the reminder!  
Take time to let these words sink in as you read the following, and enjoy! -Anita
 
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by: Cindy Nemec
 
I was talking to God this morning and I wanted to share.  Sharing is good. 
 
This is for those who need to hear this…It is a new year and a new beginning.  But everyday is a new beginning, a fresh start.  The sun goes down and the sun rises.  


TWAS THE MORNING AFTER CHRISTMAS

By Anita Mondragon
 
The following poem was written the day after Christmas as I found myself still cleaning up from Christmas Eve!  
My son, Joe, keeps reciting,  ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas, so I found it easy to write about the morning…and days after that wonderful holiday. I’m sure all the mom’s out there can identify!  Enjoy!-Anita

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‘Twas the morning after Christmas

When all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring

Dog… cat…or mouse!

Well…except for me, of course; I’m mom! Read more…



MARY’S LITTLE LAMB

By Anita Mondragon
 
I am always reminded of the verse in John 1:29 that says this: “Behold, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!” That Lamb…Mary’s little Lamb, is Jesus!

One day, I was watching my grand-daughter, Audrey.  She came to me in the kitchen, and tugged on my dress… 

“Grandma…will you read me some nursery rhymes?” 

I told her to go get the book.  As she crawled into my lap and I began to read, the first five words struck me to the heart! 

 “Mary had a little lamb…”  

At that very moment, God’s voice was almost audible, as I heard Him say to me… Yes…she did, and HE was the Son of God!”
 
After she left, Jesus and I sat down and wrote this poem together.  Hope you enjoy! 

A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL! -Anita 

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Mary had a little Lamb.

He was the Son of God!

That Christmas night He came to earth, Read more…



FROM HIM, TO ME

By Anita Mondragon
During my early years of childhood, our family was very poor.  We lived in a ratty old house with plaster walls, most of which was missing.  My mom would stuff old rags in between the cracks to keep the cold out.  I wore hand-me-downs until I was eight years old, and slept in a crib until I was six.  Christmas for us was very different indeed.  We struggled to have food on the table, so my brother and I rarely had presents.  This poem came from a memory of one Christmas in particular.-Anita
 
 

A ratty old shack

On the poor side of town;

No Christmas lights

Anywhere to be found.

Inside it’s doors,

Lived a family of four;

Wanting…and hungry…

So very poor!

I remember it well, Read more…



WHEN I AM DISCOURAGED

by Francine Rodriguez

 Have you ever felt like you have given your all and yet no one appreciates what you do? And just when you feel that your making some progress everything seems to be shot down. When you’re overwhelmed and distressed it seems as if everyone is against you, suddenly you discover there is no one to turn to for comfort or help in your trouble, no one but God.

We read in 1 Samuel 30 that David felt the same way we do at times. But David discovered that when there is no one to stand by you or to encourage you that sometimes you just have to learn how to strengthen yourself in the Lord.  

David and his men had returned home to Ziklag to find that the Amalekites had been there and they had raided and burned the city of Ziklag. But the worst was that they had taken all the women, their sons, and daughters and all that were there captive. They were distressed and they cried until they couldn’t cry anymore. Read more…



IF YOU’VE NEVER HAD A T-BONE STEAK…

By Anita Mondragon
 

I was remembering some of my old life yesterday, and how chaotic it all was. There wasn’t much good to be found. Yes, I was still breathing…but I wasn’t ALIVE! After pondering on that for most of the day, I went to bed last night thinking about how sweet life is with Jesus. HE changed everything for me! It reminded me of the following Country Western song I heard many years ago. “At the time”, I thought I loved my life when Satan was my master, but since I met Jesus…I know I was barely surviving.

Take a look at the words with a spiritual view, and see if you don’t agree with me! Words in parenthesis are mine…. -anita

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ARE YOU UNDER A CURSE?

by Mike Mondragon

Cain did not get himself in trouble, when he killed his brother, he was already in trouble.

There were signs previous to his deadly and murderous encounter with his brother, which showed Cain was not right with God, and he was not obedient to God. 

Short and to the point, are we right with God tonite? You see, regardless of what we believe, there is no such thing as a little sin or big sin. All sin is equal to God.

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THE NAME OF THE LORD

By Anita Mondragon
 
He was more talkative than usual as he climbed the stairs to bed.  Something was bothering him, I just wasn’t sure what it was. We said our bed-time prayers, turned on his favorite story of “Narnia”, and said our “good-nights”.

I had just drifted off to sleep, my body and mind finally relaxing.  Suddenly, I was awakened to sobs of terror coming from his room.  Hurriedly, I ran across the hall, threw open the door, and went to his side.  He was shaking, tears running down his face uncontrollably!  I held him close as I sat on the edge of his bed and asked,

“What’s wrong?” Read more…



NEW LIFE!

By Anita Mondragon
 
“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such things there is no law.”  Galatians 5:22 & 23
 
It was almost Spring.  The air was cool and crisp as I walked through the woods. The dead, decaying leaves of the previous Fall still lay ankle-deep on the forest floor.

Looking up at the almost naked trees, I could see new life trying to come forth.  Small green buds were popping out of the branches, pushing off the last dead clinging leaves.  The trees would soon be in full bloom…lush…green…beautiful! Read more…



WHO HOLDS YOUR FUTURE?

By Anita Mondragon
 
In this day and age, the devil has many attractive devices to distract us from our real purpose.  He offers these things and demands nothing from us but our time.  
 
The thing we all fail to understand is that when a moment is gone…it’s gone for good.  There is power in a moment.  A smile, a friendly glance, a mere “Hello!” can change the course of someone’s outcome. That moment could stop a person from committing suicide.