Here are some good clean giggles. For this week’s caption contest winners, CLICK HERE. 🙂 (It was really hard to choose winners this week. They were all really good!)
As they approached Jerusalem and came to Bethphage on the Mount of Olives, Jesus sent two disciples, saying to them, “Go to the village ahead of you, and at once you will find a donkey tied there, with her colt by her. Untie them and bring them to me. If anyone says anything to you, tell him that the Lord needs them, and he will send them right away.”
This took place to fulfill what was spoken through the prophet:
“Say to the Daughter of Zion, ‘See, your king comes to you, gentle and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.’ “
The disciples went and did as Jesus had instructed them. They brought the donkey and the colt, placed their cloaks on them, and Jesus sat on them. A very large crowd spread their cloaks on the road, while others cut branches from the trees and spread them on the road. The crowds that went ahead of him and those that followed shouted,
“Hosanna to the Son of David!”
“Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!”
“Hosanna in the highest!”
When Jesus entered Jerusalem, the whole city was stirred and asked, “Who is this?”
The crowds answered, “This is Jesus, the prophet from Nazareth in Galilee.”
You know how we tend to worry about how others think of us and how they perceive us? I’ve been learning my lessons over the years, and you know what? I’ve decided that the only one that matters is my Lord and King. He provides, He heals, He directs my steps…HE LOVES ME.
Anything and anyone else is gravy…blessings provided by God.
On Palm Sunday, the King of all humbled himself, because He knew He’d be taking our place on that cross. What makes us better than Him? How is it a good thing when we give others (or things) a higher place in our lives than him?
He is love, patience, guidance, a physician, a provider, and everything we could ever need.
We spend so much of our time (and by our, I’m included) looking to others to fill our needs. We rely on objects, people, and the wisdom of man to guide our steps. None of us are perfect and we will not work our way to it (and neither will those we look to). Only God’s grace and mercy can give us what we need.
You are only going to find your way by looking to Him and asking Him to take the reigns of your life. All you have to do ask Him.
“That’s My King”–Rev. S. M. Lockridge
Provide a witty caption, and I will post a winner or the winners (depending on entries) Tuesday evening.
“House Democrats explain that dentures will be covered under Obamacare.”
3. Wyatt Earp
Hoyer: “Go ahead, throw the fish right into her mouth.”
2. John D
Thanks to Botox, Nancy Pelosi’s mother’s warnings finally came true; her face DID freeze like that.
This week’s winner is. . .
1. Rodney Dill
“Last time I saw a mouth like that it had a hook in it.” — Rodney Dangerfield
OTHER CAPTION CONTESTS:
Today is Tuesday. I keep thinking it is Wednesday or Monday. All day, I thought it was Wednesday. Now that I am home, I keep thinking it is Monday. Kind of messes with the head a bit.
You Are an Adjective
You are a very expressive person. You have a way with words, and you’re never at a loss for what to say.
You can describe something perfectly. You can paint a picture with your story and make people feel like they were there.You are fanciful and dreamy. You tend toward being a little dramatic. Everything is a big deal for you.
For you, a day is not simply nice. It’s “beautiful,” “idyllic,” “balmy,” or “superlative.”
1. What is Nancy Pelosi smoking?
2. Does anyone have a conscience anymore? I’m speaking to those hypocrites without a soul that allowed themselves to bought out. What pictures and info do they have on you to make you change your vote, HUH?
3. What part of me earning a paycheck means that government asshats (excuse my language) can take it and say, “Mine!”?????
4. While I agree that folks with pre-existing conditions and lacking insurance need it, and should have it, why did they have to take our country to hell doing it and allowing things that we don’t need? HUH?
5. I’ve got other stuff I want to say, but I can’t think of a way to say it without sinking to level of the slime democrats.
Update: Given my usual tone on this blog since I swore off politics, I must say, that is a lot of pent up grrrrr that I let out…not usually an anger-ridden person. I’m quite the opposite. However, I think our country’s elected folks need to realize that they don’t always know best, because they don’t live in the real world. They live in a bubble.
“But let him that glories glory in this, that he understands and knows Me, that I am the LORD which exercise loving-kindngess, judgment, and righteousness, in the earth: for in these things I delight,” says the LORD. –Jeremiah 9:24
And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him. —1 John 4:16
How do define beautiful? I think when asked, we all think of outward beauty. However, there is something that outward beauty can never do: sacrifice, love, encourage and care. Usually, when those attributes are present, the beauty inside will leap out and become so much more important. The outward only goes so far, and it only lasts so long. The attributes become beauty.
We’ve been given a true model of beauty: Look at God’s creation above and on Earth. Read about His works on our behalf and on behalf of those who were written about in the Bible. Most importantly, open yourselves up to truly understand the love it took to sacrifice what He loved, so that we could have opportunity to not go through what Christ did. That, my friends, is true beauty.
As God completed each step of creation, He declared it “good.” Mankind, in its infinite and unfailing wisdom (/snark) did not assert it as “worthy and good,” God did. Only He can declare worth and purpose, and by Christ’s death and resurrection, we, the unworthy, were given worth and purpose by God. Can any human on Earth do that for you? (So don’t give them that power.) 🙂
“You’re Beautiful”—Phil Wickham