Matthew 21:22
And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.

I heard once about a very forgetful lady. She was having a friend over for lunch and wanted to make a special dessert for her – a pie. Now this pie only called for three ingredients – that’s it. One ingredient was the main flavor of the pie, and the other two were the sweeteners. Well, in her haste to prepare the delicious dessert, she left out one of the sweeteners! When her guest took a bite of the pie – which LOOKED yummy – she was startled to find it was the sourest pie she had ever tasted! The pie was un-edible because it was so tart!! It was ruined because one ingredient was left out…one very important ingredient!
I believe my prayer life gets like that sometimes! I get busy reading over my prayer list with my mouth, while my brain goes on “hold” and I mentally rehearse all of the reasons He can not- or will not- or has not- answered my requests! I am leaving out a very important ingredient to my prayer life: BELIEF! The verse we’ve read today says we must ask in prayer – form the words with our mouths – while also believing that He can do it! That’s it. We ask, while believing, and we shall receive! When I leave out the “believing” I think my prayer life tastes pretty sour to the Lord!
Well, I laughed very hard when my friend, who was the “taster” told me about her sour pie experience! I thought to myself, “How can you leave out an ingredient of a recipe, when there are only three ingredients in the whole thing?! Today, however, the Holy Spirit asked me, as I was trudging through my prayer list with vain repetitions: “How can you leave out the most important ingredient, Valerie? You’ve forgotten to believe that I can accomplish these things!” I wasn’t laughing, in fact, I was crying. I’m so thankful the Lord is working on this area in my life. I want to see my prayers answered!

I don’t want to have a “sour” prayer life. I don’t want to leave out “believing” from my prayer recipe again!

Ex. 24:9 Then went up Moses, and Aaron, Nadab, and Abihu, and seventy of the elders of Israel:10 And they saw the God of Israel:
Lev. 10:1 And Nadab and Abihu, the sons of Aaron, took either of them his censer, and put fire therein, and put incense thereon, and offered strange fire before the LORD, which he commanded them not.2 And there went out fire from the LORD, and devoured them, and they died before the LORD.

My husband forgets things. He forgets the bag of ice that I asked him to pick up at the grocery store. He forgets the names of people he sees very often! Well, he forgets a lot of things. He would probably forget my birthday, but I make sure to begin dropping hints several weeks in advance. Oh, and highlighting the March 25th block on his Daytimer in bright yellow, with an orange outline, doesn’t hurt either. I don’t think much of his forgetfulness, he’s human, he’s man, enough said. However, I would be very concerned if he came in smoking a cigarette and upon seeing my shocked expression, look at me and shrug, “Oh. I forgot. I’m the temple of the Lord and a Pastor, I shouldn’t be doing this.” And then nonchalantly put out the cigarette. After my shock wore off, I think I would be angry, too.

Now we see Nadab and Abihu, the sons of Aaron, who performed the duties of the priest, offering strange fire before the Lord. In Exodus 24, we see that Nadab and Abihu were among only a handful of people who saw the God of Israel! Now that is amazing. They saw God, and lived to tell about it! Well, until they forgot about that and ended up disobeying Him.

According to the law, they were supposed to get the fire for the incense from the altar, which burned with fire sent from the Lord. Instead, they took fire from somewhere else, we don’t know where. I am sure their behavior did not shock God, but I am sure it made Him angry. They may have thought it to be a little thing, but a Holy God thought otherwise. He killed them for it.

I just read that and thought “If these men actually saw God, how in the world could they then turn around later and disobey Him?” Maybe they got lifted up in pride, because they had seen God. Maybe they were just careless and forgetful. I don’t know. I do know this, if they could forget, so could I! I haven’t seen God with human eyes, but I have seen Him up close through the eyes of faith. I have seen Him do amazing things in my life, and in the lives of those I love. He’s done miracles for me! I have seen Him, and I do not ever want to forget what I have seen.

Please pray for my little sick ones…and my big sick one! :o(

Hello, you guys. I’m sorry for not posting today…we are all under the weather. Terry is sick, Lauren has strep throat, Mitch’s allergies are bothering him, and the babies are finishing up their antibiotics from their infections!! Me, I’m just trying to stay well! :o)
Please pray for us! Thank you so much!

Love,
Valerie

I couldn’t resist sharing this little video I took today of the girls. It did my heart good to see them playing together so nicely! They are just starting to be able to do that! I loved their laughter! This made my day!
Warning: You may not care about this unless you’re a relative!
I hope you enjoy it! Thank the Lord for cameras, video and the Internet!:o)

Matthew 14:9-139And the king was sorry: nevertheless for the oath’s sake, and them which sat with him at meat, he commanded it to be given her.10 And he sent, and beheaded John in the prison.11 And his head was brought in a charger, and given to the damsel: and she brought it to her mother.12 And his disciples came, and took up the body, and buried it, and went and told Jesus.14When Jesus heard of it, he departed thence by ship into a desert place apart: and when the people had heard thereof, they followed him on foot out of the cities.
John the Baptist was dead. He was martyred for the cause of Christ. Jesus already knew it, He was God, He knew it would happen before it happened! The disciples told Him anyway. I wonder if they said “Lord You’ll never believe what happened!” because they momentarily forgot that He was God, or if they said “Lord, You already know this but we’re gonna tell ya anyway….” I don’t know how they did it. But whatever they said, the Bible says that when He heard about it, He departed to a desert place…He wanted to be alone. He grieved at the loss of John. Jesus says of John in Matthew 11:11 Verily I say unto you, Among them that are born of women there hath not risen a greater than John the Baptist: … That’s high praise. John was also Jesus’ cousin – they were family. Jesus was perfect, John was not. Yet Jesus felt sad at the loss of John from the Earth. He took time to go away to a desert place and mourn, but only for a while. The next verse goes on to tell us that Jesus was moved with compassion on the people that followed Him, and that He healed their sick. He went on with His work. He stopped, He grieved and then He kept going. But, He felt the sharp stabbing pain of loss within His heart. He understands how it feels. He’s a loving and compassionate Savior. He’s a wonderful Savior to me!

I still do a slight double take when I see it. I usually don’t allow myself to dwell on it, because I really don’t have time to cry! But I still think about it. Oh, it’s a quick thought. The wonderful brain – more high tech than Dell’s latest computer – can complete the thought in a nanosecond or less, but it’s still a thought. As I’m hanging up the laundry, methodically slipping garments onto hangers, placing others into the laundry basket for folding and then, clipping the skirts onto hangers – that’s when I see it. “It” is a wooden clothespin that says “DAD”. That’s it. It’s enough to bring tears to my eyes, or at the least, give me pause and a flash back in time.
When I was little, my Mom hung up our skirts using wooden clothespins – the fancy kind, with springs! She would also take a clothespin and write our names on them. We had Ron, Carolyn, Kevin, Melanie, and Valerie all spelled out neatly in my Mom’s superb penmanship. These “name tags” would be clipped to our bath towels so we could hang them up to dry and keep them separate, thereby allowing the use of the towel for two or three days instead of just one. I just loved seeing my name written out so perfectly by my Mom! She had a special way of writing “Valerie” that made it seem important! Maybe it was just because she was Mom!
The last time I saw my Dad alive was in May of 2004. He came to our home in Topeka, Kansas with my Mom, to help us move from Topeka, to nearby Lawrence. During their visit, I made the appropriate “name tags” for them. I had MOM and DAD spelled out neatly (though not as beautifully as Mom’s handwriting) on two clothespins, each to be clipped to the corresponding towel. I can still see them hanging in the little bathroom at my house on Webster Avenue!
I know it’s probably silly to you. I still have the clothespins from their stay so long ago.When I see the clothespin that says “DAD”, I think of more than just my last visit with Dad on this shore. I think of my happy childhood days, where my home was peacefully buzzing along with activity. I can see Mom at the dryer, working quickly to hang up our clean clothes. I see Dad watching TV in front of the roaring fireplace. I remember the marshmallows we’d roast over the fire. I think of the time Dad said I couldn’t watch Alfred Hitchcock’s “Psycho” because it would give me nightmares…but then he proceeded to tell me about it frame by frame! I remember the times he read aloud to me from books about the Presidents, and I think of Mom reading to me from The Story of Helen Keller. She would always tear up when we got to the part where Helen realizes the W-A-T-E-R is the cold liquid in her hand. I remember the special trip we made to the library so I could look up who invented the air conditioner. (It was William Carrier by the way.)
I will never forget the time, when I was 8, that I broke a decorative mirror Mom had bought from Home Interiors. I was pretending to ice skate on it. The reflection reminded me very much of the shimmer of ice! Well, I was too big for it and it cracked in two places! Thankfully, I did not get a spanking for it! I guess they just decided to have mercy on me, because it was a silly thing to do!

I could go on and on…so many precious memories flood my mind!

And all because of a clothespin.

I thought you would enjoy this little video. I thought it was funny! Maybe it can brighten your day as it did mine! :o)

Have a wonderful day!

Sorry to be posting late today. I’ve changed up my schedule again! Now I’m exercising after my devotions, instead of blogging, because it seemed I was never able to squeeze that in late in the day! Blogging is a “quieter” activity that I can do easily while the girls are napping! Look for me late tomorrow, too. Until then, here’s what I’ve got to share. I hope this is a blessing.

Today I was reading Matthew 15. I came across the following verses:

22And, behold, a woman of Canaan came out of the same coasts, and cried unto him, saying, Have mercy on me, O Lord, thou son of David; my daughter is grievously vexed with a devil.23 But he answered her not a word. And his disciples came and besought him, saying, Send her away; for she crieth after us.24 But he answered and said, I am not sent but unto the lost sheep of the house of Israel.25 Then came she and worshipped him, saying, Lord, help me.26 But he answered and said, It is not meet to take the children’s bread, and cast it to dogs.27 And she said, Truth, Lord: yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their masters’ table.28 Then Jesus answered and said unto her, O woman, great is thy faith: be it unto thee even as thou wilt. And her daughter was made whole from that very hour.

The portion of scripture that I have placed in bold type is the part which puzzled me today. This comment that our Lord makes to this Syrophenician woman sounds so, I don’t know, condescending?! It sounds as though Jesus is being a “respecter of persons” even though the Bible clearly says that God is no such person. Because I have a fairly strong Bible foundation – thanks to the patient teaching of my parents, siblings, Pastor and husband – I know that being a respecter of persons, or favoring one person over another, is sin. Furthermore, I know that God incarnate – Jesus – knew no sin. So I must be looking at this wrong! I must not be seeing something correctly. Upon further inspection, and with guidance from the Lord, I saw what I was missing.
As we read on in the passage, we see that in the end, Jesus does heal this woman’s daughter. Jesus, in fact, is no respecter of persons. He willingly and lovingly answers this lady’s request, and also commends her for her faith. Why, then, did He tell her He was “not sent but unto the lost sheep of Israel”? Why did He call her a “dog”? I believe that this test or question of her faith was part of God’s plan to increase her faith. If nothing else, we see this woman’s love for her daughter put to the test. She was willing to be publicly humiliated by our Creator to see her daughter healed! What love! I would be shaking and quaking if I had approached Jesus! Once he said he was sent only for Jews, I believe I would have turned the brightest red you ever saw and burst into tears! Not this woman. She knew He could heal her daughter. She would do all she could to convince the “King of the Jews” to have mercy on her – a Gentile dog- because she wanted to see a miracle! We see her boldness, and her faith, as she replies to the Savior, “Truth, Lord: (I can hear her voice trembling) yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their masters’ table.” Wow. She proclaimed it to all listening: “I am nothing but a “dog” as the Jews refer to me, but You are my master, no matter what I am called.” Jesus said to her “O woman, great is thy faith:” Can you hear the admiration in His voice? Can you see the love for her in his eyes? Do you see the tears spilling out of her eyes, as the Savior of the world grants her request? I can. This isn’t in the Bible, but I picture her falling to her knees in tears, and thanking the Lord.
He’s so good to us. We are all “dogs”. None of us deserve Heaven, yet He’s made it available to us at great cost to only Himself. Not only that, friends, but He places a great value upon us! He loves us.
I believe Jesus could see her heart, and He knew her faith was great, without questioning her. But, when He questioned her faith, then all those watching could see her faith first-hand. She was a great testimony of what Jesus can do when we believe!
He is still the same today. What are you needing from the Lord? Do you need a miracle today? I sure could use one! Do you need to feel His loving arms embrace you today? He can do it, but you must believe. Is He testing you right now? If He is, then just proclaim your love and belief even louder! Are you too heart broken to even form the words of faith? That’s okay. I’ve got a verse for you, too. Psalm 34:18 The LORD is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit. Just cry to Him. He promises to be close by when you do. Just keep believing and you’ll be sure to hear Him say “O woman! Great is thy faith!”

The sun was setting and the lights of Hot Springs, Arkansas, were starting to glimmer against the surrounding mountains. It was Friday night and people were hurrying from work to begin the wonderful weekend! Everywhere you looked you could practically read the minds of those you passed: “TGIF!” The restaurants were filling up and the Oaklawn horse racing parking lot was nearly full. (Oh! How my Dad hated the traffic caused by people out gambling!)
My family also enjoyed a Friday night tradition: eating fish at Kilby’s Restaurant! MMMM-Good! My Mom, Dad, brother and sister had enjoyed this tradition of good food and a relaxing evening out for some time.(I had not yet arrived on the scene) It was getting a little uncomfortable though, since the new waitress came. When my Dad worked for the Hot Springs School District as pupil personnel director, Jean Daves was a volunteer that worked with him for a while. She was a very nice lady, and my Dad was a people person, so she always greeted our family warmly when they showed up to eat some fish on Friday night!

The owners of the Restaurant were members of Grand Avenue Baptist Church and sweet Christians. It just so happens that Jean Daves was a member there, too.

She began inviting my Dad to church. “Ron, I want you to come to my church. We have a new pastor and you’d just love him!” She would say as she seated them. “His name is Glenn Riggs, and he’s so nice. I hope you’ll come visit soon.” She’d say again when she brought the food. My Dad would smile and say “Oh really?Well, yes, we’ll have to do that.” He would then proceed to dig in and forget all about it.

This continued for weeks. Every Friday, the Courtney family would eat fish; every Friday, Jean Daves was the waitress – or server! – and would invite them to church. “Ron, now I really want you to come visit. You said you would!”

Finally, my Mother became embarrassed to eat there and continue to put this zealous woman off for another week, because they really hadn’t seriously meant to visit her church or her pastor. “Ron,” Mom said one night as they headed out the door for fish, “You know Jean is going to invite us to church again tonight…we need to either stop eating there, or go visit her church!” Well, a decision was made. I don’t know whether my Dad had a strong desire for spiritual matters, if he simply loved food that much, or both. But whatever the reason, they decided to attend Jean Daves‘ church…and it changed our lives. I’m including myself there, because, while I was not yet born or even considered, it affected my life.

They went to church there that week. They’d never heard anything like it. In the other churches they attended, it seemed as though the preacher was talking over them, instead of to them, and they had never heard a clear presentation of the Gospel. My brother, Kevin, who was nine, leaned over to Mom and whispered “Mom! I understand what he’s saying!”

My parents left. They did not get saved that night, but they had kept their promise to Jean Daves!
Later that week, they received a visit from the Pastor, Glenn Riggs, and the associate Pastor, Glenn Lewis. Seated at the brown kitchen table at 110 Sunset Bay Drive in Hot Springs, Arkansas, my parents accepted the gift of Jesus into their lives, and we’ve never been the same. My parents could never seem to get over what Jesus had done for them. They weren’t part of the “party” lifestyle, they weren’t drunks or hooked on drugs, yet they knew they were unworthy of Jesus – as we all are. They have given their lives to knowing Him and serving Him. My parents have worked on buses, in Sunday School, and have gone soul winning, sharing the Good News with others that Jean Daves helped to share with them! In fact, my Dad was out knocking doors his last night on this Earth! What a faithful Father I had! My mother has not quit serving since Dad’s home-going – as many women would. She keeps going! What a faithful lady she is!

I’ve been given a wonderful life – a life in Christ – and I owe it to a lady that I’ve never even met. I owe it to a lady who loved the Lord enough to not only invite others to church, but to be persistent at it!

Thank you, Jean Daves, for being a living witness for the Lord. You made a difference in our family for eternity.

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I’m sorry I failed to post yesterday. We had Terry’s younger brother, Joel, and his family here. They were passing through on their way home
to Trenton, Missouri. We enjoyed seeing them so much, but it was all too brief. We hadn’t seen them in two years, and well, that’s just too long! They could only stay a few hours because they had such a long drive ahead of them. We were able to take some family photos, which you’ll see at the bottom of the page.
I also wanted to include some recent photos of the kids!
Hope you enjoy them!

Terry made the kids some “glasses” out of chenille wire! Very funny!

Leslie would look pretty good, if these were on straight! :o)

I was able to find all three girls matching dresses for Christmas, so I couldn’t resist a photo to bronze the moment!
Mitchell got a new outfit too! Here they are, best friends!

The entire Basham Clan! (This was hard to do with so many little kids, and we used the timer feature on our camera!) Say “WE LOVE TEXAS!”
The Basham Grandkids. L-R: Lauren (holding Timmy), J.T., Mitchell(holding Laci), and Leslie
Mitch and J.T.
The Basham Boys! Terry II, Joel, J.T. and Mitch