What I learned from my dad, Melvin Magee,
b. 1914, d. 1990
You can make a meal out of sardines and saltine crackers.
The only way to be on time is to be ahead of time.
Dreams come true if you just get out of bed.
A penny saved is a penny earned, and if you put it in the bank it’ll earn interest.
How to change a flat tire. (When I was 17 he purposely deflated one so he could watch me change it.)
Despite the weatherman’s forecast, go outside, look around and check it for yourelf. (He was a pilot for 50 years.)
Go to church on Sunday, give God what is rightfully His.
Thanks Dad. Miss you. I’ve done my best to pass along your values. Happy Father’s Day.
For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up. Psalm 69:9a
And his disciples remembered that it is written, The zeal of thine house hath eaten me up. John 2:17
Although God can be worshipped any time and at any place, there’s something about going to His house. In church our spirits connect with His Spirit and with one another. We’re free to release the cares of life and focus on Him–the object of our worship and reason for living. We greet each other, pray and sing praises. We give our tithes and offerings. We break spiritual bread by reading and listening to someone explain His word and tell us how to apply it to our lives. In the tabernacle of His presence He renews our minds, refills our spirits, restores our soul and refreshes our strength. Finally, when the lights are turned off and the doors are closed we step out empowered once more to do His will–to be salt and light.
May I always have a zeal for you and your house.
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The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change, the realist adjusts the sails. William Arthur Ward
In 1983 my nursing class took a field trip to the Texas Heart Institute in Houston. It was fascinating to look down through a special viewing area and watch chest cavities opened as the physician surgically repaired heart defects, one right after the other.
Although we did not see a heart transplant, the bible reminds me that Jesus, the Great Physician, has been doing heart transplants for a long time.
I will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them; I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh. Ezekiel 11:19 NIV
Thank you Lord for a new heart.
Sometimes I dig up bones–especially when I’m angry. For instance, when someone says something hurtful, my human instinct quickly digs through the past. In the dirt, if I search long enough, I find a mistake, a broken promise, or a repented sin. I reach for one and shake off the dust. Then I remember 1 Peter 3:9, Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult, but with blessing, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing.
I bite my tongue realizing that digging into the past is a choice. Things can change. People can change. I can change. So I must forget what is behind and strain toward what is ahead (Phillipians 3:13).
Help me Lord . . . from now on, no more digging.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. Psalm 121:4
Guess there’s no use in two of us staying awake.
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