Monthly Archives: February 2018
1 Cointhians 3:12-13
1 Corinthians 3:12 Now if any man build upon this foundation gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, stubble; 13 Every man’s work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it, because it shall be revealed by fire; and the fire shall try every man’s work of what sort it is.
This first verse shows us the difference in what we use to build our foundation on. The first being a symbol of gold,s silver, and precious stones which stands for ones who are strong in faith and when it is tried by fire them become even stronger, just as the precious minerals become purer in fire. Then we have those that are symbolized by wood, hay, and stubble. This is like the ones who are weak in their faith and when they are tried by fire it weakens or destroys them. It does not mean necessarily that they lose their salvation but it could cause them doubt it. when fire is applied to the materials mentioned we know they are burned up completely. we will all be tried by the fire of God’s discerning judgement so let us strive to be as strong in our faith as possible when that day comes. Will we be one of three that are combustible or of three that are incombustible?
1 Corinthians 3:10-11
1 Corinthians 3:7-9
1 Corinthians 3:4-6
1 Corinthians 3:1-3
New Babies: a Note from Hope
Last week, our friend Ms Pam at the police station talked to Mom and told her about kittens that needed new homes. Well, you know Mom. She loves kittens. Especially solid white kittens and solid black kittens. (Remember my buddy Chip?)
So, Mom and Dad talked, and she went to get the kittens. TWO white kittens. Solid white.
Just like when Delilah came, Dad brought the big crate inside, and put the litter box and food bowls inside. The kittens stayed in for a few days. They didn’t like it when we went in to smell them. They huddled in one corner and tried to hide. Delilah didn’t like it either- she walked around the crate and fussed at them for coming to her house – I guess she forgot how it felt a few weeks ago when she got here.
But they’re better this week- the little boy’s name is Duff, and he likes all of us- he comes out of the living room and plays with Delilah and Scout and me. The little girl’s name is Dixie- she’s still scared, but now instead of running away from us, she arches her back and spits at us. (Mom says that’s better?) And she comes out of the living room too, sometimes, and walks around the house.
So now there are five of us… sounds like a song, doesn’t it?