Thank GOD II

Thanks!

MY Prayer of THANKSGIVING

  

Thank God, Praise God, Worship God!

JESUS THE CHRIST DIED FOR US!


ST. MATTHEW 27:35-46,50-54

"...They crucified Him, and parted His garments, casting lots...

And set up over His head His accusation written, 'THIS IS JESUS, THE KING OF THE JEWS.'

Then were there two thieves crucified with Him, one on the right hand, and another on the left.

And they that passed by reviled Him, wagging their heads,

And saying, 'Thou that destroyest the temple, and buildest it in three days, save thyself. If thou be the Son of God, come down from the cross.'

Likewise also the chief priests mocking Him, with the scribes and elders, said,

'He saved others; himself He cannot save. If He be King of Israel, let Him now come down from the cross, and we will believe Him.

He trusted in God; let Him deliver Him now, if He will have Him: for He said, 'I am the Son of God.''

The thieves also, which were crucified with Him, cst the same in His teeth.

Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land unto the ninth hour.

And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, 'Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?'...'My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?'"

JESUS PAID THE PENALTY FOR OUR SINS, YOURS AND MINE!

"Jesus, when He had cried again with a loud voice, yielded up the ghost."

JESUS THE CHRIST DIED FOR US, FOR YOU AND ME!

"And, behold, the veil of the temple was rent in twain from the top to the bottom; and the earth did quake, and the rocks rent;

And the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints which slept arose,

And came out of the graves after His resurrection, and went into the holy city, and appeared unto many.

Now when the centurion, and they that ere with Him, watching Jesus, saw the earthquake, and those things that were done, they feared greatly, saying, 'Truly this was the Son of God.'"

BUT OUR LORD AND SAVIOR JESUS IS ALIVE TODAY!

MATTHEW 28:1-10,16-20

"In the end of the sabbath, as it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, came Mary Magdalene and the other Mary to see the sepulchre.

And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it.

His countenance was like lightning, and his raimant white as snow:

And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.

And the angel answered and said unto the women, 'Fear not you: for I know that you seek Jesus, which was crucified.

He is not here: for He is risen, as He said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.

And go quickly, and tell His disciples that He is risen from the dead; and, behold, He goes before you into Galilee; there shall you see Him: lo, I have told you.'

And they departed quickly from the sepulchre with fear and great joy; and did run to bring His disciples word.

And as they went to tell His disciples, behold, Jesus met them, saying, 'All hail.' And they came and held Him by the feet, and worshipped Him.

Then said Jesus unto them, 'Be not afraid: go tell my brethren that they go into Galilee, and there shall they see me.'

Then the eleven disciples went away into Galilee, into a mountain where Jesus had appointed them.

And when they saw Him, they worshipped Him: but some doubted.

And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, 'All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.

Go you therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:

Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world.'"

ST. MARK 16:19&20

"So then after the Lord had spoken unto them, He was received up into heaven, and sat on the right hand of God.

And they went forth, and preached every where, the Lord working with them, and confirming the word with signs following."

Let's thank God, praise God, and worship God!

Jesus died for us. Can't we just live for Him?


  THANK GOD FOR MY LIFE!

I was born in my maternal grandparents home near Grant in Allen Parish, Louisiana, USA.

I was reared on a farm on Dorsey Road just 2.9 miles from Cherry Grove Baptist Church near Doodlefork not far from Mittie in Allen Parish, Louisiana.

THANK GOD FOR "MISS!"

Shortly after I was born, my parents took me to the D'Arbonne's house, our nearest neighbors. There was an old cur dog with a new litter of puppies under a tree in the yard. My Dad sat me down in the dirt near the puppies, holding me up so I wouldn't fall.

I tried to reach out and touch the puppies, but I couldn't. They were just a little too far away. But one of the little puppies eventually came over to where I was sitting. I put my hand out, and she started licking me. My Dad told Joe, "We'll take that one." He and Mother named her "Miss."

"Miss" was my best friend and constant companion. We went everywhere together. And she saved my life several times, literally. Were it not for "Miss" I wouldn't be alive today.

"Miss" died when we were thirteen years old. I personally dug her grave. I cried and shoveled dirt all day. In the evening, I had to call for Mother to bring me a ladder, so I could climb out of that hole. I wanted "Miss" to never be disturbed.

The lady who now owns the property says that she hasn't been disturbed, and won't ever be. She has ordered her family to never build anything on "Miss'" gravesite. May God bless Mrs. Jopling!

THANK GOD FOR MY HORSE, "BILL!"

I never had a bicycle. But, when I was six years old, my Dad bought me a horse. He looked just like Billy's horse "Blaze" in "Billy And Blaze," a book that we were reading in first grade. He was a beautiful red horse with a white blaze on his head and white stocking feet. So I named him "Bill." Turned out, "Bill" was a cutting horse, and Dad expected us to work. We did.

"Bill" was a super smart horse. He was a great cutting horse. In a hurry, we could herd and cut cattle with no bridle or saddle, just voice commands and little nudges with my knees and feet to tell him what I wanted him to do. And he could open any gate.

When I was living in New Orleans in the '60s, without my knowledge or approval, my Father sold "Bill" to an old man in another area of Louisiana who wanted him to plow his garden. "Bill" escaped, and returned home twice. Dad gave him back to the man both times, telling him the second time, "If he comes back again, we keep him."

I couldn't believe my Father could be that uncaring for "Bill" or me. "Bill" deserved better. And I've never gotten over it. My Father should have allowed him to live out his life in the pasture. He had worked enough.

I still grieve about my horse "Bill's" fate, being sold into slavery during his old age. If I think about it during the night, I can't sleep, and I know that there's nothing I can do about it now. But it is so sad, and it hurts.

THANK GOD FOR DELREE D'ARBONNE!

During second grade, Joe D'Arbonne's son Delree taught me to fight, defensively and offensively. He taught me how to hit, putting real power into all of my punches. He did it because I was constantly being "picked on." He wanted me to be able to take care of myself. He taught me well. My whole life, I have never lost a fight.

THANK GOD FOR MY PATERNAL GRANDFATHER, "MR. JIM!"

My Grandpa Jim was a fine Christian Southern gentlemen, and more like a father to me. My Dad was seldom home, because he was always working, often in Texas, Mississippi, or some other place.

My paternal grandfather taught me how to be a mannerly, patient, and kind young gentleman. I learned that a stranger was just a friend that we hadn't met yet, and that we should respect and love everyone. He taught me to be honest, fair, charitable, ethical, moral, legally responsible, and to "always stand up for what's right." I learned that I should help those who couldn't help themselves, and to defend those who couldn't or wouldn't defend themselves.

Papaw was a great fisherman and hunter. And he loved to fish. So I loved fishing, but I just never could kill "Bambi."

THANK GOD FOR MAW & PAW AND UNCLE CALVIN!

My maternal grandparents were like my friends, allowing me to do pretty much what I wanted to do. I was driving their Jeep on public roads when I was seven. My maternal grandpa and uncle taught me to swim by throwing me into Sugar Creek out behind the Palestine Baptist Church and Graveyard, where my Dad and a baby sister are now buried. We did a lot of hunting. My maternal grandma was my best human friend, and she encouraged me to go to school and paid for me to go to earn my First Class Federal Communications Commission Engineering License when I decided in 1957 that I was going into broadcasting.

THANK GOD FOR MY MOTHER, THE GENIUS!

My Mother has an extremely high IQ, reportedly 165. And she needed every bit of it to cope with life out there on the farm. When Dad was gone, which was most of the time, Mother ran the farm. She oversaw the plowing, the planting, the harvesting, the egg gathering, the milking, and the slaughtering. Relatives, neighbors, friends, and the hired hands did most of the outside work. We kids helped a little, but the big burden fell on Mother. She had to make sure that there was enough food, clothing, and firewood for us to survive. Life on the farm during World War II was rough. It was an extremely hard and lonely life for a pretty young Mother. But she was tough, and everything got done.

THANK GOD FOR EVERYONE IN DERIDDER, LOUISIANA!

Between fourth and fifth grade, our family moved into an old tin roof house on 20 acres just a couple of miles outside DeRidder in Beauregard Parish, Louisiana, where I learned that there was a lot more to life than I had known up to that point.

I soon learned not to fight unless there was absolutely no other way out of a situation. I learned that clothing was more than sack shirts, coveralls, and tennis shoes. When I finally accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior as a teenager, I began to truly love other people and to really enjoy life!

I graduated from DeRidder High School in 1956, and attended McNeese State for a year before going into broadcasting. My adult life had begun.

There would be many hills and valleys on the way to here and now, and a lot of hard lessons to learn. But here I am. Things could be better, but life is good.

I thank God! I praise God!! And I worship God!!!

May God richly bless you and all of those with whom you share love!