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Recent Posts by Jaye
The biblical story of Mary and Martha found in Luke 10:38-42 has long been associated with the dichotomy of thinking and doing. Mary, a thinker, and Martha, a doer, were two sisters graced by Jesus’ presence in their home. Well, actually, the Bible says it was Martha’s home. So, of course, being the hospitable host, she concerned herself with “doing” what was necessary to successfully entertain her guest. Mary, on the other hand, “thought” it would be better to sit at the Lord’s feet and listen to what He was saying. The Bibleread more
You’ve heard the expression, “Happy wife, happy life.” Is it true? Many studies show it is. Reports say, when a wife is happy, her husband highly appraises the quality of their marriage. That’s nice for couples, isn’t it? What about everybody else? Well you don’t have to be married to embrace this quaint maxim. As a matter of fact, we’d all do well to incorporate it in our consciousness for reproductive health and, in my opinion, the healing of mankind. It all starts with the place where life is first developed— the womb. Now before the men say, “What does that have to do withread more
She couldn’t determine if her shivering was from the cold, brisk air or the fear that was traveling up and down her spine. She knew nobility was in her blood although it wasn’t warm enough to keep her still. She was approaching a great social gathering so her anxiety was justified; but how could she arrive as everything she was created to be when back at home she was hidden? At home, she was a wealthy heiress who had no real access to her riches. She lived in a glorious estate but walked around with a servant’s countenance. She didn’t have toread more
I had a dream one night. I was dressed in after-five attire while having a family BBQ on the front yard. As we celebrated, a friend drove up and asked if I would babysit for her. I was trying to decide what to tell her because I already planned to go vote afterwards. I agreed and proceeded to take the child with me to the polling place. While we were there, I was marking a ballot; but distracted with my babysitting responsibility, I “messed up” and needed another ballot. I started voting again and the dream ended. My first thought uponread more