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MUD PIES

This blog is dedicated to my husband, David Magee, who just turned 70. Happy Birthday to a great guy who often sticks to something even if it means swallowing a little dirt. I’m not sure why the determination this time. Maybe he wanted to show the other kids he was the real deal. Or maybe he just needed the minerals.

I love to tell the story,
For those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting
To hear it like the rest.
I Love to tell the Story,
A. Catherine Hankey

MUD PIES

“David and Bobbie and I used to make mud pies. Bobbie and I pretended to eat ours and then threw them over our shoulders. David ate his.”
“You guys were wimps,” David responded with a grin.
David and Gary’s friendship spans over 65 years. They remember riding tricycles and playing cowboys together. Every time we meet, we tell the same stories as if for the first time. We laugh and cry just as hard each time we hear them.
Once when we got together, our daughter, Judy, joined us. “I know a lot more about you now, Dad. I think I have enough scoop to blackmail you.”
When we get together, we tell another Story over and over. We share different experiences, but all come through the shed blood of Jesus.
My sister, Jodie, and I talk almost daily. We compare grandkid episodes—her nine grands and seven great-grands and my five grands. One of us grammar fanatics might call the other for no other reason than to share a misplaced modifier she read in the newspaper. Jodie keeps me informed on current events.
We also discuss the Old and New Covenants, Jesus’ healing ministry, predestination and free will. We compare sermon notes—taken 2200 miles apart. We may not always agree, but there’s that desire to dig in and learn more of the old, old story.
Denise rarely talks to me without sharing a word from the Word.
My 99-year-old mother lives with us. When she’s not making New Mexico enchiladas, biscuits or lemon pie, she’s usually sitting on the porch with her nose in her Bible. I can’t walk out to say good morning without her stopping me: “Listen to this. I’ve never noticed this verse before.” Or, “what do you think this means?” She’s one of those who know it best, but she’s still hungering and thirsting for more.
One of these days, we’ll celebrate in glory. We’ll talk about mud pies and Jesus’ love.

And they, continuing daily with one accord in the temple, and breaking bread from house to house, did eat their meat with gladness and singleness of heart, praising God and having favor with all the people. And the Lord added to the church daily such as should be saved. Acts 2:46-47

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THOSE BLOODY GOATS

 

The following is one of the stories in Ebenezer and Ninety-Eight Friends 

(In case there is a new scripture for the day by the time you read this, the reference is Romans 8:2. )

            I sat on my bed Saturday morning, reading a few verses from Hebrews 9, contrasting the old and new covenants.  I read how Jesus’ blood did away with the need for animal sacrifices.  I said a short prayer, thanking God for His Gift.  I then made my bed and walked down the hall.  Mother’s door was slightly open.  She too was reading her Bible.  I waved and smiled and started to go on, letting her finish her quiet time.

            “Those bloody goats,” I heard her say—to me or whoever would listen. 

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            “What!” 

            “This Leviticus is full of blood and goats and more rules than I could ever keep!”

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            “You should have been in my room.  I read how Jesus took care of all that”

(Goat picture taken from Tony on MySpace)

(Girls on couch:  The young beautiful and lots of fun one by the way is my great-niece, Katelynn; then me and Mother, Georgia Lou, who taught me much of what I know about the Scripture and how to apply it to my life.)

            Mother and I enjoyed a jovial, short dialog on grace and the law—then began our day.

We know we can’t read just Hebrews.  We need to study Leviticus and all the law.  But why?  Must we raise goats in our back yard?  We could buy them from the local farmer. Then we’d need to take the poor animal to the priest and let him kill it—all this to have our sins forgiven—for a whole year.    

“ It is impossible for the blood of bulls and goats to take away sins.”  (Hebrews 10:4. 

Paul tells us in Galatians 3:24 (KJV), “the law was our schoolmaster to bring us unto Christ, that we might be justified by faith.” 

Unless we look at the law as a pointer to Christ, we will be frustrated.  

Leviticus 17:11 tells us, “…the life of the flesh is in the blood…  It is the blood that makes atonement for one’s life.” (KJV)

Only blood from a perfect lamb could make us holy. (Hebrews 9:12, KJV) 

When Jesus came as high priest, He came, “once for all” (Hebrews 9:12, KJV).  He gave us a new covenant (v 15).    

The next time you study about those bloody bulls and goats, think immediately of the “Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.!”  (John 1:29)

This picture is thought to be the empty tomb, taken two years ago when we went to Israel.  Whether it is or not, there was an empty tomb and that’s why we don’t have to slaughter goats anymore. 

goat picture-007The far right picture is my friend, Shirley’s contribution to my blog. 

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