Thank You Peter Black - by Rose McCormick Brandon

                 (Peter and his sweetheart, May)

Once in a while, a person comes along who reaches out in all directions to encourage others.

We, at The Word Guild, have found such a friend in you, our dear PETER BLACK.

You never fail to write thoughtful comments about our blog posts, comments that inspire us to keep our fingers clicking away at our keyboards.

Thank you for continually reminding us to "Raise our Gaze," to look up because our true and best help comes from the Lord.

When it comes to blogger comments, yours are treasures.

When Kathleen wrote, Breaking Sugar, you said, "Thanks for sharing this candid candy episode. The sweet thing is how your friend was a help to you and through you a whole sugar-lovin' community got stirred up enough to overcome."

To me, you wrote, "Thank you for sharing this heartwarming story of triumph and courage springing forth from tragedy and evil." (The story was about Alice Herz Somme.)

Comments like these require well-functioning little gray cells. Your gray cells have been active on behalf of all who write for Canadian Writers who are Christian.

You bless us with your well-chosen words:

·        i-words like informative, instructive, intriguing, insightful, invested

·        p-words like panoramic, pointed, personal, perspective, parallel, prodigality (where did that one come from?)

·        c-words like candour, courage, compelling        

·        s-words like salient, sublime

On your birthday, we want to bless you with these two words – THANK YOU!

It’s taken us too long to say these words, but our lateness makes them no less sincere. From our hearts, we appreciate you.

You make our writing world a better place.

May your little gray cells generate many more words, not only in your comments to us but in your own books and articles.

May the Lord chase you down and heap blessings on your head!

 

Sending YOU a big group birthday hug. From all of us at TWG!

The Marshmallow Test

   by Glynis M. Belec
www.glynisbelec.com




A few weeks ago my pastor shared a sermon he entitled "Overcoming Temptation." We explored temptations found in the Bible including Eve's pride, David's lust, Judas's greed and Paul's constant struggle within.

     When Pastor Duane spoke about the strength that Jesus had to turn away from temptation I was, again, reminded about how mighty He is and how weak I am. Imagine lasting 40 days without food? I would be lucky if I could last one day without filling my face with something. And I am thinking that I would be pretty tempted to show that devil how powerful I was in the desert and how easy it would be for me to call upon all the powers of the heavens to intervene. But that was just the kind of power the enemy wanted. No matter how tempting the offer, Jesus didn't cave.

     Subtle, elusive, restrained; the enemy still stalks and deceives. He keeps reminding me how unworthy I am as a writer and how foolish I am to think people would pay to read my words. He reminds me what a loser I really am; after all I have a file full of rejection slips and I don't know enough about technology to make it as a writer today. And then when I try to fight back and present all my accomplishments he whispers into my ear how proud and conceited I am. So I shrivel.

   
 Then I remember - Jesus. I remember the strength I find in Him once I shift the focus from me to Thee! I remind myself - or perhaps I should give credit to the Holy Spirit for reminding me about how the Spirit of God comes through the Word of God. I crack open my well worn Bible and begin to see all over again that I need not be tempted to fall prey to the subtle lies and deception. I am encouraged to write my own words through the strength of the Lord for Him to bless accordingly.

     As I recall snippets of what Pastor Duane said a few Sundays ago, I am reminded of the 1972 Stanford Marshmallow Test. Since Pastor showed the video that day in church I have watched it more than a few times over. I love it and see it as such a great demonstration of how temptation seizes us and, in some cases, makes us almost explode. I wonder which kiddo I would be. How about you? Gotta' love that little red headed girl who had the marshmallow in her mouth before the instructions were even over. Please God make me more like the little boy at the end.