As a member of the human race, I often find myself trapped in patterns that were imprinted on me during my formative years. These patterns, shaped by well-intentioned individuals, have become my default setting, influencing how I perceive myself and the world around me. They are what we commonly refer to as mindsets or where we place our focus — either a scarcity mindset driven by fear and anxiety that resists change, or a focus on gratitude that empowers action and the pursuit of goals.
In my early days, I adopted the scarcity mindset, as it was deemed a righteous perspective. There was a belief that being poor was godly, while wealth hindered spiritual growth. Not having enough was considered virtuous because it meant we relied on God to bridge the gap. The wealthy were seen as dependent on their resources, rather than trusting in God’s provision.
This default mindset caused immense suffering, not just for me but also for my family. Focusing on scarcity turned my attention inward, away from the blessings bestowed upon me by God. I discovered that my heart thrived when I directed my focus towards the people I loved, rather than dwelling on what I lacked. However, when I succumbed to anxiety and fear stemming from scarcity or never having enough, I retreated into myself, conveniently finding solace in blaming others and especially my wife. This provided temporary relief for me, but it left the other person feeling terrible while leaving the underlying issues unresolved.
The other day, Marti enlightened me about the power of where one puts their focus. She handed me a cup of coffee, asserting that I would inevitably spill it while making my way to the kitchen table. Determined to prove her wrong, I held the cup with extra care while mentally repeating, “Don’t spill the coffee.” Unfortunately, my fixation on avoiding spillage caused the coffee to slosh from side to side until it eventually spilled onto the floor. Marti triumphantly pointed out that if I had focused on where I was going, rather than obsessing over not spilling the coffee, the floor would have remained dry.
This anecdote reminds me of the familiar tale of a driver losing control of their car and colliding with the only tree in sight. The driver’s fixation on avoiding the tree led them directly into it, rather than steering away from it.
I invite you, as I am doing myself, to observe your mindset honestly and without judgment. Without awareness and a change of focus, we cannot initiate meaningful change. We will keep hitting trees and spilling coffee. The good news is that we all possess the capacity to shift our mindset, transforming the way we think about ourselves and the world.
For me, altering my default setting is a gradual process. I aim to leave behind the scarcity mindset and embrace a life of gratitude. Believe me, I am tested countless times, often when I least expect it, tempting me to revert to my default mindset. Similar to working out at the gym, changing a default setting requires endurance, persistently maintaining a high level of energy rather than slouching in complacency. One weekend won’t do it. It demands focusing on where I want to go, rather than dwelling on what I wish to avoid. Daily, I implore God to guide me towards the path of gratitude.
To aid in my transformation, I have started keeping a Gratitude Journal. It allows me to recognize the things I am genuinely grateful for. However, the challenging part for me lies in translating gratitude into action. It’s easy to list the things I appreciate, but allowing God to motivate me to act and give from a place of gratitude requires conscious effort. Many of you have already embraced this response to gratitude because you reset your default mindset long ago. For me, it involves reprogramming my thinking, making a deliberate choice to (1) cultivate gratitude, and (2) generously give from that grateful state.
Of course, this transformation demands that I open my heart wide to change. Embracing change goes against the very core of my nature, even though I am fully aware that without it, my life will only grow more difficult. Changing this default setting is the key to preventing both my own suffering and the suffering of those around me. Yet, I must admit that I often struggle to avoid postponing change for yet another day. It takes immense courage to confront the challenges that present themselves in the here and now, relinquishing control and allowing God to act through me, resolving the problems at hand.
In this heartfelt letter of confession, I hold myself accountable to you, my fellow Catch Citizens, to embody a spirit of gratitude and to translate that gratitude into meaningful action. It is not mere words that I offer but a commitment to give and give and give. I want you to truly understand the depth of my appreciation for your presence in my life. It is through this profound gratitude that I am inspired to reciprocate by giving abundantly.
In this journey of transformation, I am learning to shed the shackles of scarcity and fear, embracing a mindset of gratitude and the desire to give. It is an ongoing process, one that requires unwavering dedication and a willingness to grow. With each passing day, I strive to rewrite my default setting, replacing scarcity with generosity and anxiety with joy.
I implore you to join me on this path of growth and change. Let us break free from the confines of our past and step boldly into a future illuminated by gratitude. Together, we can transcend the limitations of our scarcity mindset and create a ripple effect of love and compassion in the world.
Thank you for being a part of this transformative journey, and please know that my gratitude for you knows no bounds. I am committed to living a life of gratitude, and I pledge to give from the depths of my heart, ensuring that you feel cherished and supported like never before.
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Terri Main’s life has been defined by her commitment to Christian ministry, education, communication, and the arts. Terri’s journey with us began in the mid-70s, during the Jesus Revolution, when she was part of a concert production group, Harvest Seed Productions, in Eureka, California. This group was instrumental in staging weekly Jesus Music concerts, a movement with which our founder, John Fischer, was deeply involved. During this time, Terri handled publicity, led Bible studies for the ministry staff, and produced a Jesus Music radio program called “The Sound of the Comforter.” Her passion for the music and teachings of that era remained a guiding force in her life.
Life took her on various paths as a college educator before she reconnected with John and the Catch Ministry in 2012. Through her contributions to this ministry, Terri has shown herself to be thoughtful, innovative, and reliable. We are fortunate to have her on board to take on this much needed upgrade for the MemberPartner program.
Terri welcomes your interaction. She is available at [email protected].
Happy Fourth of July!
We and our American friends will take a holiday tomorrow. We will be back with you all the more on Wednesday when we will continue to Embrace the Journey in honoring our amazing MemberPartners.
John Fischer The Catch 
Cannot say it enough focus on following Jesus whether rich or poor or in the middle. You mentioning about the coffee reminded me of last fall when I fell and broke my ankle outside of my daughters house. I had too much on my mind when I should have been focusing on walking carefully. Now when I go to the kitchen with a meal tray done I focus on walking carefully and not worrying about dropping the tray. I have been doing alright so far. Keep the focus on Jesus and following always. Happy Fourth to you all and God Bless.
Great post Toni and Happy 4th of July everyone!
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Completely agree Pastor John with this: “As a member of the human race, I often find myself trapped in patterns that were imprinted on me during my formative years. These patterns, shaped by well-intentioned individuals, have become my default setting, influencing how I perceive myself and the world around me. They are what we commonly refer to as mindsets or where we place our focus — either a scarcity mindset driven by fear and anxiety that resists change, or a focus on gratitude that empowers action and the pursuit of goals.”
And may I please suggest the BEST way to overcome that is by listen to self-talk to replace those old programs and Dr. Shad Helmstetter offers a free 30 days trail use of his tools to help with that. Just go to his website.
Why do we thank?
Simply put, it’s the simplest expression of gratitude we can give.
What prompts our gratitude?
It’s realizing or recognizing that someone (or several someones) offered a piece of themselves to enliven us.
Whether that sacrifice came in the form of a word, a gesture, companionship, an item, an organ, a life, or anything that helps you, provides answers, or enriches your life’s experience, and draws you closer to others and to God… those souls shared with you something God had prepared in their heart to share with you.
They may not even realize that’s what they’ve done but that’s why we say, “Thanks.”
And when we say thanks to them, our expression of gratitude reaches up to God’s hearing because it is He who ultimately provided that soul to be right where we needed them to be at the right moment.
So, ultimately, we’re thanking Him.
Saying thanks is also a gift unto itself because it affirms to the other soul our acknowledgment, acceptance, and understanding of their gift to us.
Thanks is the gift that keeps on giving!
We all have that same affinity, that same something (many things, actually) to share with others; and even if we’re not thanked we must not become disheartened or discouraged or disillusioned.
We often truly never know what’s going on in that other individuals life.
But God knows. He listens. He cares. He understands.
And by doing what was asked of us by Him, perhaps we helped move their heart toward remembering God and maybe even enhanced their deeper realization of His good gifts to all of us every second of every day.
Even though forgotten today, perhaps they will thank us down the road…
Thank you.
Happy Independence Day and Shalom, Peace…
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In any relationship it is good to give thanks. If we always wanted something from them, we would soon be lonely because we would be given a wide berth. A one sided relationship is not conducive to being thankful in a way that is going to put a smile on God’s face or any one else for that matter. We should definitely be grateful in all circumstances. Ungratefulness is filled with complaints, humbug.
Psalm 100:4 “Enter His gates with thanksgiving and go into his courts with praise. Give thanks to Him and praise His name.”
When anyone comes through our gates with praise and thanksgiving, and enters our home, they must be loved by the family. So it is with God. Thanksgiving and praise brings us into His intimate presence. He welcomes us with open arms and we could well share a meal with Him. This approach ‘betrays’ a strong love relationhship.
Gratefulness brings us into God’s presence and that is worth everything. Being kind and thankful to all people gives God’s pleasure, because that is why He made us.
Thank you, Peter!
I also have a few thoughts (as always!) about two equally important (but less-frequently used) words: “You’re welcome.”
That, however, will have to wait for another day.
It’s amazing how much Scripture is devoted toward counseling us to express gratitude in both word and deed.
It’s equally amazing how so many of us seem to ignore that fact and find reasons to grumble and endlessly complain (Sheesh – am I doing that right now??!! Sorry 😦 ).
In addition to your mention of Psalm 100 above, I’d like to include a couple of additional favorites of mine…
Ephesians 5:20
“…give thanks for everything to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.”
1 Thessalonians 5:18
“Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”
There are so many wonderful Scriptures, examples of gratitude, and unexpected happy results from such simple kindnesses.
In fact, I am grateful to John for touching on this topic!
Thank you, again.
Shalom, Peace…
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Dear brother Bob thank you 4 posting this video and for being who you are to me – a great blessing my friend!
You’re welcome, Mark.
It’s my pleasure, really!
Thank you, too, for your postings and insights..
Shalom, Peace…
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Bob, thank you for the reply and you’re welcome.
It is amazing how much scripture is gratitude related. It is mind boggling how Israel was freed after some 300 years of slavery and when freed all they did was complain. It took 40 years (a generation) to get that out of their system. I am sure that many parents said to their children, “Do not complain the way we did because we do not get to go into the promised land.”
A long time ago I read a book in a study called , “Lord Change my attitude before it is too Late” by James MacDonald. In the foreword it says this book is not for everyone because some are more interested in insights than actually letting God change their lives”. I looked this up after your reply to my response. A guy by the name of Steve Farrar once spoke at my church and said that only 1 in 10 actually finish strong at the end of their lives. This still is a huge challenge to me today.
It struck me how this has helped me over the years and now especially with Jane’s dementia. While keeping a grateful attitude is hard, every day I pray for God to help me do just that. I have failed miserably many times but it definitely is achievable with the Holy Spirit’s help. It has stopped me from chronic complaining to an occasional gripe.
Bob I pray for you and Paula often. So how is it going? If you care to share.
God bless,
PEter
Dear brother Peter, let me pleases suggest’ although, the Holy Spirit CAN & surely DOES HELP! I’m sure you have noticed Our Great & loving God let’s us choose our own attitudes and I thoroughly believe in Dr. Shad Helstetter’s tools to help – Self Talk. Consider looking into his website and he offers a free 30 day trail use for smartphones.
PS I recommend trying it & if it’s something you dont find helpful cancel it a few days before the 30 day trail use expires…
I appreciate your prayers, Peter, thank you!
Paula is slowly declining as expected but she’s doing well overall.
Physically she’s fine although she has taken a couple of big (non-injurious) tumbles recently.
Her cognitive state is what is most noticeable.
I was saddened last weekend after we watched the series finale of “Endeavour” featuring Shaun Evans.
There was a scene at the end that gave a very satisfying nod to the earlier original “Inspector Morse” series starring John Thaw.
(Paula loves the televised British mysteries and she got me hooked on Morse way back at the beginning.)
After “Endeavour” had concluded I asked her something about “Inspector Morse” and she couldn’t recall anything about the series or who John Thaw was at all.
On the flip side of that, though, we watched “The Music Man” as part of our Independence Day celebration and she sang most of the songs right along with Robert Preston, Shirley Jones, and Buddy Hackett!
That made both of us happy.
𝄞 ♫ ♪ ♬ ♩
Goodnight, my someone,
Goodnight, my love,
Sleep tight, my someone,
Sleep tight, my love,
Our star is shining it’s brightest light
For goodnight, my love, for goodnight.
Sweet dreams be yours, dear,
If dreams there be
Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.
I wish they may and I wish they might
Now goodnight, my someone, goodnight.
True love can be whispered from heart to heart
When lovers are parted they say.
But I must depend on a wish and a star
As long as my heart doesn’t know who you are.
Sweet dreams be yours dear,
If dreams there be,
Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.
I wish they may and I wish they might
Now goodnight my someone goodnight.
Goodnight, goodnight.
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A somewhat amusing take on her cognitive decline happened at the library recently.
Paula has always been a mystery novel fan and I’m pretty certain she has read every Sue Grafton alphabet mystery, from A through Y.
She vaguely remembered Grafton’s name and was intrigued by one of the book covers.
So, we checked out “A is for Alibi” and “B is for Burglar” and these books are new for her all over again!
So, back through the alphabet we go!
Our daughter took us out mini-golfing and bowling for Father’s Day and Paula was fairly-well engaged.
She loves being with family and friends – I think that’s when she feels most alive and alert. She doesn’t converse a lot but there’s life, a sparkle in her eyes.
Paula has not really had any bad episodes of any kind, just the slow erosion of who she once was.
Otherwise, we’re just taking each day one at a time and try to keep things as “normal” as possible.
I keep praying and hoping for a miraculous reversal for Paula and Jane and others whom I know that have this affliction.
While breakthroughs are announced almost daily for those in early stages, it doesn’t decrease the grim reality for those slipping away toward the middle and latter stages of dementia.
I also pray to be clear-headed myself to see what I’m not seeing and hear what I’m not hearing in order to grasp at an understanding of what I may be missing, what else I can do, what is best for her and us.
So, how are you and Jane doing, Peter?
Bob thank you for replying. When I read your account of what is happening in your life with you and Paula, it read like our lives exactly. It could have been me writing about how Jane and I are doing. The energizing effect of the company of grandchildren, children and friends, the sparkle in the eye, the humor to name but a few.
We also watched the final Endeavor episode. Jane loves them as well as I. This time half way through she went to bed because she could not follow what was going on. Today we watched Blue Bloods and she loved it. Especially the family interaction around the supper table, how they have each others backs and really care for each other. What she asked during the episode indicated that she had no clue what was going on.
During the pandemic, she could still shop. I usually stayed in the car, the stores encouraged as few people as possible in the building to minimize the spread of covid. Plus all customers had to be masked. She bought some groceries came out of the store with a bag of groceries and got into the car beside me. It was the same color. She came out smiling, found our car, got in and said. I got into the wrong car, looked at the man sitting behind the steering wheel and said, “Hey you are not my husband”. They had a good laugh about it.
The slow erosion of her cognitive skills are what is the hardest for her and for me to digest. Today, I injured my toe and it was bleeding and required a band aid. Nothing serious. She did not know how to put the band aid on my toe. My instructions she could not process. We wound up sitting on the sofa just crying about the situation. I held her hand and we both cried. She because she couldn’t help me and I because I cannot imagine what it would be like to be in her shoes. I am almost out of tears.
At supper time, I prayed and thanked God for as many blessings as I could think of. That was strengthening ourselves in the Lord. We do that a lot.
I am on the waiting list for knee surgery. Despite pressure from me, they do not move me up the list. A knee brace will have to do. The knee became very unstable and painful a month and a half ago. I had an Acorn Stairlift installed so I could have stress-less access to the basement do the laundry etc.. Jane loves her house and all she invested in making it a home. This runs so deep with her, that if we moved into an old age facility it would destroy her. Especially with the memory erosion as it is today. I know sooner or later we will have to leave but by then she probably will have no knowledge of it in more than one way.
God is my strength and shield and I cannot imagine what it would be like not to know Him or have an intimate relationship of love with The Father, Jesus and The Holy Spirit.
I’ve got this note hanging in front of me on my desk. It says, “Hello this is God. I am looking after all your problems today. I do not need your help. Have a nice day!!!
Jesus said my yoke is light. As a matter of fact yokes in those days were used to have oxen plow fields. A yoke increased their combined strength. In my case Jesus has all the strength. A pretty good deal.
Just want to thank you Bob for the cyberspace interaction it has been a comfort to me. Especially with a man who loves the Lord.
I’m not sure “encouraging” is the right word but it is heartening and supportive to me to read that you have difficulty imagining what it’s like to be in Jane’s shoes.
It’s heartening because I, also, find it difficult to comprehend – let alone empathize with those who suffer from – the effects of Dementia.
It’s frustrating and aggravating to me because – even though I’ve read the materials, consulted with doctors, and know in my head that there is no cure (despite the continual juggernaut of fund-raising campaigns assuring us that we’re on the cusp of a breakthrough if only we’ll send more money) – I cannot place myself in Paula’s shoes.
I’ve broken many bones in my life, had a heart attack, faced many disappointments of varying degrees, lost loved ones, and so forth and so on… so I can understand and empathize with what others in similar situations are going through, perhaps even be of service to them.
Family and friends may dispute it but I have not (yet) lost my mind – at least not in the way Jane and Paula are.
My empathy skills in this arena are negligible.
So, I need patience – lots and lots of patience! – and I need to learn how to be even more accepting (and less negative) of Paula and her condition.
It’s not like she planned this to be the way she wanted to finish her earthly life. In fact, her dad and two sisters lost their lives to Dementia-related causes and she has an older brother who is also afflicted.
So, she knows – or knew – all too well the undesirability that such a slow life-sucking death places on its victim, and the burden such a malady places on everyone else.
And that’s where some of my personal torment comes in:
Along with Paula, I’ve seen firsthand the slow hand of death closing the eyes of our family-members.
Personally, I would like to believe that I would fight that beast with every last ounce of strength if it came near me. So, why hasn’t Paula?
My thickheaded ego wants her to rise up and make some profound assertion that she “will not go quietly into the night” and then fight with all her heart against that beast, even regain lost ground if possible.
(That’s what I would like to think that I would do!)
However, like all of the others who’ve come and gone before her, like gravity’s pull on each and everyone of us, she had no choice. The beast infiltrated her brain long ago and patiently bided it’s time until it began to reveal itself in the small yet imperceptible things.
Although, as I think about it, that beast has come near me: in Paula and family-members. It’s touched me emotionally and mentally.
But, for the time being anyway, it has not entered me and I don’t believe it will.
Yet, unlike going through therapy and exercises and taking medications to heal bones and hearts and addictions – efforts that I can understand, relate to – there is little that can be done empathetically for our wives’ cognitive conditions.
Sure, we follow whatever recommendations science suggests to make their lives brighter and easier knowing full-well the outcome will be the same. But, it will never be “the cure.”
We can only love and be patient and stick with them to the end.
You’ve mentioned in past posts about a renewal or rediscovery of your love for Jane and I find myself crossing that same threshold with Paula.
I may not be able to empathize with her condition but I can at least love her more.
Thank you for your correspondence, Peter – hang in there!
My prayers continue for both you and Jane.
Shalom, Peace!!!
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Bob, Pardon my tardy reply. After the way you poured out your heart to me in your reply, I wanted to come over and give you a big hug. At a certain point it has all been said so to speak, and that is all one can do. I am not even a huggy guy to begin with, but tears formed in my eyes when I read how you feel. My feelings are very similar.
The story of Job came to mind in all of this. Especially Satan and God having a discussion about Job’s spiritual strength. I have wondered over the years what discussion there was about me between those two. Then I notice that God restricts Satan in both tests. The second test God Says in Job 2:6 “All right do with him as you please,” the Lord said to Satan. “But spare his life.” In both cases God has spared my mind. It allows me to take care of Jane in a way she deserves. Trauma filled her life. She had a tyrant for a father and was abused by a pastor in her church. All this came home to roost when she wanted to leave me when she was in her mid fifties. We went to counselling and on December 28 of this year we will be married for 50 years, Praise the Lord. O, by the way I was not a great husband and had to make some major changes in my life. So after all that you understand why I want to love her more than ever.
We were talking a few days ago about her youth and she remembered none of it. In this case that was a blessing. She has also forgotten her shame for not being able to do her perceived responsibilities. One thing I noticed with my father’s Alzheimer’s condition, he did not forget his faith in God until he was unconscious on his death bed. I was told by the nurses that all people of faith had that. So God has got their backs until the very end.
I remember king David prayed for his child at the temple altar for 2 weeks until the child died. So I encourage you to persevere in prayer. I know my prayers for both of you are answered by the way you are hanging in there. My family doctor used that phrase, ” Hang in there” when I discussed Jane’s condition with him. It is three words yet I found it very comforting. It has a sense of ‘never give up’ embedded in it. I use that phrase ‘never give up’ with the teams I coached in my youth. So thanks for that “Coach Bob”. I also had the tenacity of a hyena, and tried to get kids to not give up till the game was over over. So thanks for those words Bob.
I am in the process of planning a ‘final tour’ of family in the next few months. So far the cooperation and plans are going well with those who are out of the city and live in other parts of the continent.
I will continue to pray for patience, empathy, love (the sacrificial kind), and for the two of you, especially you to hang in there. Just don’t grab that sky hook unless God is offering it. (Bad joke, but i like it.)
May God bless you and keep you and make his face to smile upon you and give you peace.
Peter
Hi Peter,
As you’ve probably heard, Tony Bennett died today from Alzheimer’s-related causes.
Tony Bennett was Paula’s all-time favorite crooner. We were fortunate enough to see a few of his live performances here in the Seattle area whenever he visited.
Reading his life story in a few different articles I was struck by a tweet he made in February 2021:
“Life is a gift – even with Alzheimer’s. Thank you to Susan and my family for their support, and @AARP The Magazine for telling my story.”
If I may be so bold as to speculate, I bet Jane would concur with Mr. Bennett’s tweet.
Your statement about the blessing of Jane not remembering the traumas of her youth and your determination to take care of her in the way she deserves (despite past and present ups and downs) would probably prompt Jane to express the same sentiment and gratitude to you and your family and friends, if she were able, as Mr. Bennett did.
Life is a gift – even with Alzheimer’s.
You and I may not have been given the affliction but we have been given the opportunity (or blessing) of giving ourselves now more than ever before and, also, receiving certain gifts (or blessings) that we might not have either known about or thought possible.
Hang in there, my friend!
Here is that AARP article that Tony Bennett referred to:
https://www.aarp.org/entertainment/celebrities/info-2021/tony-bennett-alzheimers.html
Oh yeah, here is an air-hug for you and Jane, too!
Shalom, Peace to you…
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Hallo Bob,
Sorry to hear about Tony Bennett. Jane went with my son to listen to him here in Edmonton, about ten? years ago. She Enjoyed it very much. Jane is/was a pianist. Her Dad hoped she would be a concert pianist but she couldn’t see herself living that lifestyle. Instead she chose to teach piano, for 25 years, play in church until she couldn’t anymore. Her goal was always to have her students love or appreciate music once they moved on from her teaching them. Her youngest brother and his wife, now retired, played first bassoon and flute respectively, in the San Francisco symphony orchestra their entire careers. I can’t even stand listening to myself sing in the shower. Jane comes from a very musically talented family. Her other brothers were musically talented but chose not to pursue that as a career.
The last while I have been overwhelmed and fed up with this dementia scenario. Fortunately my daily meditation led me to read that it is ok to be emotional but to filter out the lies. The devil lies to me through my feelings.
This was the teaching. Just like God to catch me before I spin out of control.
1. Do not let negative emotions control and spoil your life.
2. Instead choose to follow the truth-Godly wisdom, knowledge and understanding.
3. It takes a constant act of the will to do things God’s way.
4. Our emotions lie to us.
5. I often believe my negative emotions hence being fed up and the overwhelming feeling.
Bob it is so sad. This morning Jane came to me and asked four or five times in five minutes what we were doing today. I patiently told her, but each time had to use my will to be obedient. I don’t recognize her as she used to be, sometimes I can’t even remember how she used to be. She is disappearing right before my eyes.
Christ suffered on the cross. The things he said while hanging there tells us that He suffered obediently. He had to learn obedience through suffering. I still have a long way to go, so pray that obedience will be the outcome for me, and vice versa.
Thank you for the “Hang in there my friend!” Especially the “my friend”. If it wasn’t for you I probably would have left the Catch. I think bungi-jumping is better than hanging, at least you bounce back and they pull you up. My arms are tired from hanging. My prayer to God is super simple: “HELP”! Thank goodness he pulls me up.
Hang in there, and may your singing in the shower waft through the house, God bless you my friend,
Peter
You are right Mark, it is a daily choice, but a difficult one. Thank you for your thoughtful suggestion!
It is a tough choice, as you say, it is my choice. Thanks for that thoughtful suggestion Mark.
You’re welcome Peter! God’s speed to you& yours.