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Candy Kisses and Tin Foil Promises

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Why is it that people like candy kisses and Dove candies? Is it because the chocolate confections that are wrapped in tin foil offer messages of hope and love? What are better-- God’s promises or the ones that you get in the Dove candies? Aren’t God’s promises of Love and Hope much better and more reliable?
Here are my Top 11 favorite Promises from God to me and you.
1. For God so greatly loved and dearly prized the world that He [even] gave up His only begotten ([a]unique) Son, so that whoever believes in (trusts in, clings to, relies on) Him shall not perish (come to destruction, be lost) but have eternal (everlasting) life.—John 3:16 (Amplified Bible)
2. For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.—Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)
3. If you make the Most High your dwelling— even the LORD, who is my refuge- then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will comma…

Ish Way--Part 1

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Step 1. Mount the slide. Step 2. Firmly grasp the sides of the slide, and walk up the slide. Ladders are for other people.














Step 3. Once you are atop the slide, slide down, silly.

Lessons on sliding, by Gabriel Jones. This post, by Robin Jones.

If life is a journey, them mine has lots of stops on the way called cosmic object lessons.

Today's blog title is actually an anagram. Dictionary.Com defines an anagram as "a word, phrase, or sentence formed from another by rearranging its letters". So, let's start today's reading with a word puzzle. See if you can figure out what the first word of the title should be by the time you finish reading the blog.

I find that I have learned the most in life about being a parent and a person from my children. Casey, Ashley, and Gabriel have taught me more about living and loving than one person should ever be allowed to know. They have taught me more than I have taught them. I'm sure of it. God set it up that way--maybe to make H…

Holy Pink Fuzzy Slippers

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By Robin Jones

“The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing”
Zephaniah 3:17 [NIV]

One of the most moving things I’ve ever done in my whole life is minister to a dear friend with whom I carpooled. Day after day, she shared with me, and I shared with her my tattered story and the hope that I have in Jesus. We cried out and prayed about the circumstances that beset her. I nodded my head and said, “I’ve walked a mile in your shoes. In fact, I’ve walked about 10, 000 miles.” My friend sat behind the wheel in desperation, tears filling her eyes. She nodded and asked, “….you mean my ratty, pink fuzzy slippers with holes in them? The ones I wear when I’m down?” “Yes,” I answered. “I know those shoes well--your holy pink fuzzy slippers.”

Don’t we all have a pair of those worn out shoes or slippers…the ones that give us a sense of comfort and security? We all seem to have some worn…

The Bread Of Life

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By Robin Jones & Joy Coe


1 Kings 17:12 (New International Version)12 "As surely as the LORD your God lives," she replied, "I don't have any bread—only a handful of flour in a jar and a little oil in a jug. I am gathering a few sticks to take home and make a meal for myself and my son, that we may eat it—and die."

It had been at least 11 years since I had last made yeast bread. I made the bread on a whim. However, the whim was motivated by a small voice compelling me to do something that I used to enjoy. So instead of analyzing it…instead of pushing the voice down and ignoring it, I just did it.
As the bread was cooking, my mind wandered to how blessed I was to have someone help me by babysitting my son at the last minute. When the two little misshapen loaves of bread came out of the oven, I was so pleased. The breads were beautiful to behold and their fragrance filled the house. My husband and I enjoyed one of the loaves of yummy bread with some butter. At…

Ok. I'm finally going to do it.

I've been fighting the gift of writing. I'm giving in, and I'm going to share with the world.
So here goes.