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Creator

Posted by Eddie Jones on July 22, 2011 in Aimee Lynch, iBegat U |

Who first patterned the fire’s dance?
Each flickering fall captures your glance
Not simple molecules as some like to say
No way such beauty could be randomly displayed
The diaphanous patterns were crafted by loving hands
It was a thoughtful Creator who designed fire’s dance

Who painted the sunset in the sky?
No paintbrush I know could reach that high
Swirls of pink, purple, red, and gold
Did not come by chance as I’ve been told
Rather a masterful God with an artist’s eye
Painted those colors in the sky

Who gave the mockingbird a voice to sing?
A voice to herald the new morning
There is no such thing as one-size-fits-all
When it comes to the notes in each bird call
Only a skilled composer could ever bring
Musical harmony to the song His birds sing

Who dressed the trees in their colored robes?
Crimson leaves form regal clothes
Each leaf different, yet perfectly shaped
Impossible to spontaneously generate
Only the expert Tailor knows how to sew
Individual leaves into elegant robes

Who graced the mind with intelligent thought?
Chance would have had us only think as we’re taught
Our minds did not come by an impersonal force
They were not made from an unknowable source
Our Father in heaven carefully wrought
The vital facet of intelligent thought


AIMEE LYNCH

Aimee Lynch is a homeschooled high-school student in Gaithersburg MD. She has a heart for children whose parents are divorced because she grew up in a single-parent home after her own parents divorced when she was five. Her blog, allfilledup.wordpress.com, is a place where she seeks to encourage other kids in difficult situations. In what little free time she has, she enjoys gardening, reading, getting involved in various youth projects, taking walks on the beach, and writing articles. (read more…)

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My Sister, Our Father, and Me

Posted by Eddie Jones on October 1, 2010 in iBegat the Begotten |

Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.”  (John 15:4 NIV)

My sister came to visit recently. She is older than me, all grown up, and moved out. She lives in another state a long way from us, so I don’t get to see her often. There one little problem, I can’t talk to her.

My sister is deaf, so she converses through sign language, which I don’t know. I welcomed her home with excitement when she arrived, but a feeling of guilt came over me as she started to sign. I still couldn’t understand her. It has been almost two years since I last saw her, and in that amount of time I still hadn’t learned anything. Sure, I had looked at some worksheets a couple of times, but that wasn’t enough.

The same goes with God. He wants to know you, to talk to you. But if we never read our Bible, or pray at all, how can we get to know Him? When you get to heaven and you’re standing there before the Lord, do you want to be overcome with guilt because you never bothered to talk to him? Those few memorized lines of prayer before bed don’t really count much. But that’s not the only reason to spend time praying and reading the word. Studying scripture can even help you in everyday life. You will grow in your faith and your relationship with God.

So what are you waiting for? Go spend some time with your Father! Read your Bible, put on some worship music, something! AS for me, I’m signing up for sign language classes.

ERIN LANIER

Hey guys, I’m Erin. I’m 14 years old–soon to be 15. I have lived in Texas my whole life–Texas girl through and through, but, no, I do not ride a horse to school. I have two awesome parents. My dad is a professor at the local university and my mom is a stay at home writer. My older sister Holly has a job up north so I don’t get to see her much, but I love it when we do get to visit her. I have three very loud, annoying, but somehow really lovable dogs. I am a sophomore in high school and a black belt in Tae Kwan Do. I enjoy acting, singing, reading, and writing. I absolutely love acting! I have been in several productions at my community theater and at my school. (read more…)

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Daddy

Posted by Eddie Jones on September 24, 2010 in Aimee Lynch, iBegat the Begotten, IBegat Trouble |

And I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to me, says the Lord Almighty.” (2 Corinthians 6:18 NIV)

When I was five years old, my dad left our Christian home. For the next ten years I grew up with a gnawing sense of need to have the things that only a dad could give me. I watched my friends and their wonderful dads interact; all the time wishing that my situation was different. My heart yearned for a dad who would take care of me, talk with me, and walk me down the aisle when I got married. The things dad’s were supposed to be there to do. Mostly, I wanted a father who would love me in the same way I saw other fathers loved their daughters.

But God says that He is my father and I am his daughter. That isn’t just some abstract title which He uses figuratively. He has adopted me into his family and he will fulfill all my needs as my heavenly father.

When I remember how He is the savior of the world, yet He loves me as his special daughter, any feelings of longing for that father figure in my life disappear. I have God as my dad. What more could I need? Anyone else will fail me eventually.

My earthly dad missed most of the important events in my life. God will never fail me. My heavenly dad was there for each and every one of those special moments, and He saw them thousands of years before they happened.  He is the perfect comforter. He is there with me when I cry; His face fills with joy when I laugh. I am His little girl and that is where I find my identity.

You are God’s beautiful and beloved child. Realize how much you are worth to your Heavenly Father. He gave his only son so that you could join the family! Now that you know you have someone who will never fail you, give Him the love He deserves.

AIMEELYNCH

Aimee Lynch is a homeschooled high-school student in Gaithersburg MD. She has a heart for children whose parents are divorced because she grew up in a single-parent home after her own parents divorced when she was five. Her blog, allfilledup.wordpress.com, is a place where she seeks to encourage other kids in difficult situations. In what little free time she has, she enjoys gardening, reading, getting involved in various youth projects, taking walks on the beach, and writing articles. (read more…)

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Pink Promises

Posted by Eddie Jones on September 17, 2010 in iBe SHEgat |

“I am sure that nothing can separate us from God’s love–not life or death, not angels or spirits, not the present or the future…” (Romans 8:38 CEV)

After my father died, my sister and I helped Mom go through his personal items. I couldn’t wait to get into Daddy’s special drawer. It was the one drawer in his nightstand that he didn’t allow anyone to bother. He could hear you opening it from a mile away. I remember as a kid trying to quietly ease open the drawer in order to sneak some quarters from his big bowl of change (I wanted to feed the Pac Man game at the local arcade.) As I started to reach my hand inside, I heard Dad’s voice, “Michelle Leigh Medlock—get out of my drawer!” He didn’t mind giving me money for Pac Man—he just didn’t want me in his special, private drawer.

For years, I’d wondered what could possibly be in that forbidden treasure trove. Why was he so protective of it? Now was my chance to find out. As I searched through Daddy’s things, I found very ordinary items. His comb. Fingernail clippers. His money clip. Pictures of the family. Lots of change. His special calculator he used in business. And a lock box. When we opened the lock box—we found important documents like his and my mother’s marriage license, our birth certificates and the hospital bracelets for all three of us kids. Two tiny pink ones and one small blue one. The wording had yellowed over the years, but I could still read “Medlock Girl” and my birth date on the little bracelet. I held that tiny pink bracelet close to my heart for what seemed like hours.

It was at that moment I realized how very much my Daddy cherished me. He loved me so much that he even treasured my baby bracelet. Today, I keep that baby bracelet in a secret compartment of my purse as a reminder of how much my Daddy loved me.

You may not have a loving earthly father. Or, maybe you don’t even know your father, but I have good news. You have a heavenly father who treasures you, and He has little pink bracelets—His promises of love—all throughout His Word. Every time you find one like, Jeremiah 31:3 that says, “I have loved you with an everlasting love,” you’ll want to hold it close to your heart–just like I did. Spend some time discovering how much your Heavenly Father loves you today. It’ll change your life.

Michelle Adams is a successful and award-winning author. She teaches at writers conferences across the country and shares her love of the written word with aspiring writers. Visit Michelle at www.michellemedlockadams.com

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