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Mark 3:25 KJV — And if a house be divided against itself, that house cannot stand.

Jesus was talking to those accusing Him of driving out demons by the power of Satan.

Of course, their accusation doesn’t make sense, but in Jesus’s words to them we gain an incredible truth.

No house divided against itself can stand.

For those of us who are called by the name of the Lord it’s a vital truth.

We can not join together a devotion to sin and be a follower of Christ.

It doesn’t work.

We can not choose to serve both the Lord Jesus and our sinful nature.

There is no room for two masters in anyone’s heart.

You can only serve one.

Matt. 6:24, Luke 16:13

Instead we must die to ourselves, our sinful nature, and choose to follow Christ daily.

Galatians 2:20 NKJV — “I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me.

Thus, our lives must be built on God’s Word and our hearts fully devoted to Him alone.

Luke 6:47-48 NKJV — “Whoever comes to Me, and hears My sayings and does them, I will show you whom he is like: He is like a man building a house, who dug deep and laid the foundation on the rock. And when the flood arose, the stream beat vehemently against that house, and could not shake it, for it was founded on the rock.”

And this is only the beginning of how this truth can be applied each day.

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You for Your Word. Thank You for Your incredible faithfulness and love. Lord, thank You for teaching me how to look at life from Your perspective. Please continue to hone my heart, that I might see things clearly and walk in Your ways. Lord Jesus, please continue to teach me from Your Word. Please help me to live every day unto You. I love You, Jesus. Thank You for first loving me. Amen.

Daily reminders

I purchased this when I thought we were building a new house.

One of the things I wanted to do was fill our new home with scripture.

To have something in every room which would be a daily reminder of Jesus and His neverending love.

We didn’t build.

Instead God moved us out of the area.

But as I was tidying up this morning, I was washing this and reading the words again.

The memory of when and why I purchased it came back.

I so wanted our new house to be full of reminders.

Then I began to look around.

These were separate gifts. One is mine and the other was given to Anne.

My husband bought this about ten years ago and it has always been a blessing and a reminder.

While living with Tim and Sis I bought this at a Good Will Store.

This was a gift from a former student.

This was a Christmas gift from our dear friends.

And it doesn’t stop there.

Each room has something special which brings my heart a tender reminder of the love of Jesus.

I wasn’t able to specifically purchase and plan for this house.

Jesus did.

And I wouldn’t change anything.

Castles or palace


Only plastic and in pieces,
but precious for the little heart which sees a castle.

The ideals of the daily can turn anyone’s attitude in favor or against the places people abide.

Yet we know even for the wealthy, who reside in grand comfort beyond the imaginations of the average,  it is only temporary.

We know marble floors and polished silver are simply beauty of the moment.

The things in this lifetime rarely make it farther than a few hundred years.

Exceptions to every rule, the pyramids are older, but who wants to live there?

Log cabins or three story houses or apartments or trailers,
or castles all have the same flaws.

Eternity will rot each one.

Yet while the life is lived on earth each one has the responsibility to tend to their abode with care and stewardship.

To be thankful for what has been given instead of coveting that which wasn’t.

To be skillful with using even the simplest of homes to be hospitable.

To create a place for the family to reunite, refresh, and return to the calling of each day.

While doing all of this remembering continually the palace of the Father will never rot.

The gold crowns never tarnish. Rev.4:4

The sea of glass never crack. Rev.4:6

When the soul really does enter into heaven the tiny span of years and toil and trial and loss will be as but a mist.

My home is in heaven,  where Jesus has promised a place for those called children of God. He paid for it with His blood and I have accepted the sacrifice to die that I might live.

How about you?






What makes a home?


Is it the flooring?

The wall decor?

What key ingredient is a


Long before I was old enough I began to plan my first home.

I thought about what I would decorate with and how I would bake cakes, cookies, pies.

Yesterday our almost eleven year old girl said to me,

“Mommy, I really like sewing and doing things at home. I am really looking forward to taking care of my children when I have them and cooking and baking and making things for them.”

I smiled.

“I felt the same way when I was your age sweetheart.”

She grinned around the little cape she was making for her doll.

In that moment I thought about all those childhood dreams of home.

There have been many rough times in the past when the house I lived in was very far from the home I so desperately wanted and it had nothing to do with the carpet, but everything to with the people.

The answer to what makes a home is what goes on there.

So the ingredients I have found that truly make home are these:



the Bible













What makes your house a