Dewey's Daily Cup

Welcome to the last days of 2008!!!

Good Morning KKIM Family!!!

Our prayer is that you had a wonderful Christmas in our Lord!

It was the first Christmas for Heyden……..our Great niece, My sister Deb is now a GRANDMA!!!! WOW!!! Nothing like having a brand new baby under the tree!!!!

I have been praying for you all and I have been listening to God.

I have been praying that I become a better person, a better servant of others, a better Husband, a better father…….

What have you been working on? Any self-improvement projects?

The Pope was right on with his Christmas message when he said greed would destroy the world. More on that below. Greed has sure taken it’s toll on the United States, and we let it happen.

What is so wonderful is that we can pray to our Father and listen……..listen for HIM…..

The message today is that we are not just to complain……..we are to pray for wisdom to help with the problems that are all around us, not just complain. God will guide us, if we give ourselves up.

It seems that many have turned to complaining about things, even hate talk. We all need to be in prayer about this mood our country is in. We will go know where with this type of thinking.

Rick Warren writes in his book, “The Purpose of Christmas” (Yes the kids got me another book, it is AWESOME!!)

Were all born with an “I” problem. We are, by nature, self-centered. Just ask any parent who has raised a child. We don’t have to be taught to be selfish. It comes naturally. If people were naturally unselfish, there never would be any conflict, divorce, abuse, greed, crime, gossip, or war on earth.

Our natural inclination is to want our own way instead of God’s way. This tendency to make wrong choices instead of the right ones is called sin. The middle letter of sin is I, and whenever I place myself at the center of my life, I sin. It is any attitude or action that denies God HIS rightful place as first in my life.

Dewey’s thoughts:

How do we help ourselves?, by not focusing on ourselves. We pray, we ask for God’s guidance in our lives, so that we don’t put ourselves first. We also by doing that are the shining light that God wants us to be, the leaders that HE wants us to be for HIM. So let us not complain, let us ask for forgiveness of our sins, let us pray for guidance in our lives, let us serve others, let us be shining lights for Jesus!

By not putting ourselves first, Greed would not take place…….so let us let that message shine through in our day to day lives.

We have this prayer need………….

Merry Christmas and Happy New year to you Dewey,

I have received some news from a very Dear friend of mine. I found out Christmas Eve actually as she got a call from her Doctor with results of several biopsies. She has a grapefruit sized tumor on her ovary and had various tumors in her colon and some spots in her liver. No warning, no symptoms, and completely devastated. They are going to try to do surgery on Jan 6. If they open her up and find that it has spread to other areas they will do only chemo. Please send out a prayer request for her as she is in stage 3. I am very afraid for her and she and her Husband need all the help they can get. She is a wonderful Christian.
Her name is Gale.
God Bless,
Nicole

We will be in prayer Nicole for Gale. Please let her know upwards of a thousand are now praying for her!!!

Please pray for Christopher. His Grandpa has asked for prayers for this 14 year old who is being raised by his Grandpa and Grandma. It seems Christopher is going through what we all did at 14, growing pains.

PRAISE NOTE:

Weeks ago we asked that you pray for Charlie Hickman. His wife Lavella told me that the Doctor’s are pleased with the condition of the lung that has been a concern. (A black spot) Charlie’s next check up is in March. Please keep him in your prayers.

One of the things I just love about KKIM and the Cup is the sharing and praying!

Jan Moore, one who has not put herself first at all in her life…….needs a liver transplant. We asked you for prayers awhile back. Last week? But another who does not put herself first is Sam……

Dearest Jan, I read about your needing a liver and was deeply touched. I think God has a great plan for you and your body. Not just an implant, not to make it sound like a small thing! but I believe He has plans for you through your implant. I don’t know what or why Jan, but He has touched me so through reading about you. Sometimes a wife of a minister for our Lord, has many obligations. I’m sure you know You have a ministry also Jan. That comes with the territory. God usually puts two of His believers together so they may feed off of each other to be more effective in the cry for the Lord.
Our Lord will not only heal you and help you through it, He is beside you. Somehow you will be a witness for Him through your affliction. My heart and prayers are with you in this. As I am sure there are many Children of God praying for you at this time. You are not at all, alone.
Last night I was sitting in quietness in front of the fireplace Jan, with nothing on my mind. But as I watched the small flames under the only log left on a heap of coals, I added another log. The small log immediately burst into magnificent flames and warmth hit my face. I instantly thought of the children of God. Alone we can burn brightly with the amount Faith that God has given us. But when we are joined with the presence of another believer, we instantly shine brighter! We are warmer and it is just a natural occurrence. Praise God. For where there are two or more gathered there is our Lord and Saviour.
I will probably never meet you Jan, here on this earth. But our Heavenly Father has brought us together in Spirit to help your body get the strength and much more, the faith and contentment He wants you to have in this, a very tough time. It is all in HIS plan. You are in my prayers. God Speed. Sam

Thank you Sam for being a Leader for Jesus, by putting HIM first and HIS children!

Here is some unfinished business from Christmas………I read this letter sent to me by Linda, but did not get it posted………what a great reminder…….and it is on NOT COMPLANING……I love how the Lord works………HE saved this posting for today!!!! I love the one that says…Behave like a Christian.

A Note From Jesus

Dear Children,

It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season. How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don’t care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn’t allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all My followers did that there wouldn’t be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town. Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. You can remember Me anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you wish: I actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks were. If you have forgotten that one, look up John 15: 1 – 8. If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth here is my wish list. Choose something from it:

1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell Me all the time.

2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don’t have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.

3. Instead of writing George complaining about the wording on the cards his staff sent out this year, why don’t you write and tell him that you’ll be praying for him and his family this year. Then follow up. It will be nice hearing from you again.

4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can’t afford and they don’t need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My birth, and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them.

5. Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her.

6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don’t know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile; it could make the difference.

7. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren’t allowed to wish you a “Merry Christmas” that doesn’t keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there on Sunday. If the store didn’t make so much money on that day they’d close and let their employees spend the day at home with their families.

8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary– especially one who takes My love and Good News to those who have never heard My name.

9. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no “Christmas” tree, but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don’t know them, buy some food and a few gifts and give them to the Salvation Army or some other charity which believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you.

10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to Me, then behave like a Christian. Don’t do things in secret that you wouldn’ t do in My presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one of mine.

Don’t forget; I am God and can take care of Myself. Just love Me and do what I have told you to do. I’ll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work; time is short. I’ll help you, but the ball is now in your court.

Have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember: I Love You.

JESUS

May The Peace and Strength of the Lord be with You and Yours!

Dewey Sharon and family

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Dear KKIM Family,
As more often than not I had today’s Christmas posting done, but then the Lord had Pastor Leonard send this very heart warming story in. It is our gift to you all………..all of you who make the radio ministry of KKIM and the Cup possible. This story to me has a very special meaning………it reminded me so much of my Dad and Mom! That is the up brining I am so thankful to the Lord for.

During this Christmas season I want to thank all of you for allowing me to be the shepherd of KKIM and the Cup. I am so thankful to have KKIM to look over and share the word of God. I am so thankful to have this blog to talk to you everyday and pray with you everyday. I am so thankful for your love.

I am thankful for my family and friends like you……I am thankful for the opportunity to grow in my faith, I am thankful for the opportunity to serve. AMEN!

Merry Christmas and Happy New year to all from the Moede’s and all of us at KKIM and the Cup.

Just one more thing before this heart warming Christmas story……..check out the Christmas lights video Cowboy Clarence sent us! It is posted on the front page at www.mykkim.com

Thank you Pastor Leonard for sending this is in!!!

Hey Brother Dewey.

This story blessed my life hoping and praying it will be a blessing in yours.

God bless, I am praying for you,
Leonard
a little lengthy, but one of the best Christmas stories ever…..

THE BEST CHRISTMAS EVERPa never had much compassion for the lazy or those whosquandered their means and then never had enough forthe necessities. But for those who were genuinely inneed, his heart was as big as all outdoors. It wasfrom him that I learned the greatest joy in life comesfrom giving, not from receiving.It was Christmas Eve 1881. I was fifteen years old andfeeling like the world had caved in on me becausethere just hadn’t been enough money to buy me therifle I’d wanted for Christmas. We did the choresearly that night for some reason. I just figured Pawanted a little extra time so we could read in theBible.After supper was over I took my boots off andstretched out in front of the fireplace and waited forPa to get down the old Bible. I was still feelingsorry for myself and, to be honest, I wasn’t in muchof a mood to read Scriptures. But Pa didn’t get theBible, instead he bundled up again and went outside. I couldn’t figure it out because we had already doneall the chores. I didn’t worry about it long though,I was too busy wallowing in self-pity.Soon Pa came back in. It was a cold clear night outand there was ice in his beard. “Come on, Matt,” hesaid. “Bundle up good, it’s cold out tonight.” I wasreally upset then. Not only wasn’t I getting therifle for Christmas, now Pa was dragging me out in thecold, and for no earthly reason that I could see. We’d already done all the chores, and I couldn’t thinkof anything else that needed doing, especially not ona night like this.But I knew Pa was not very patient at one draggingone’s feet when he’d told them to do something, so Igot up and put my boots back on and got my cap, coat,and mittens. Ma gave me a mysterious smile as Iopened the door to leave the house. Something was up,but I didn’t know what.Outside, I became even more dismayed. There in frontof the house was the work team, already hitched to thebig sled. Whatever it was we were going to do wasn’tgoing to be a short, quick, little job. I could tell. We never hitched up this sled unless we were going tohaul a big load.Pa was already up on the seat, reins in hand. Ireluctantly climbed up beside him. The cold wasalready biting at me. I wasn’t happy. When I was on,Pa pulled the sled around the house and stopped infront of the woodshed. He got off and I followed. “Ithink we’ll put on the high sideboards,” he said. “Here, help me.” The high sideboards! It had been abigger job than I wanted to do with just the lowsideboards on, but whatever it was we were going to dowould be a lot bigger with the high sideboards on.After we had exchanged the sideboards, Pa went intothe woodshed and came out with an armload ofwood—the wood I’d spent all summer hauling down fromthe mountain, and then all Fall sawing into blocks andsplitting. What was he doing? Finally I saidsomething. “Pa,” I asked, “what are you doing?” “Youbeen by the Widow Jensen’s lately,” he asked. TheWidow Jensen lived about two miles down the road. Herhusband had died a year or so before and left her withthree children, the oldest being eight. Sure, I’dbeen by, but so what? “Yeah,” I said, “Why?” “I rodeby just today,” Pa said. “Little Jakey was outdigging around in the woodpile trying to find a fewchips. They’re out of wood, Matt.”That was all he said and then he turned and went backinto the woodshed for another armload of wood. Ifollowed him. We loaded the sled so high that I beganto wonder if the horses would be able to pull it. Finally, Pa called a halt to our loading, then we wentto the smoke house and Pa took down a big ham and aside of bacon. He handed them to me and told me toput them in the sled and wait.When he returned he was carrying a sack of flour overhis right shoulder and a smaller sack of something inhis left hand. “What’s in the little sack?” I asked. “Shoes. They’re out of shoes. Little Jakey just hadgunny sacks wrapped around his feet when he was out inthe woodpile this morning. I got the children alittle candy, too. It just wouldn’t be Christmaswithout a little candy.”We rode the two miles to Widow Jensen’s pretty much insilence. I tried to think through what Pa was doing. We didn’t have much by worldly standards. Of course,we did have a big woodpile, though most of what wasleft now was still in the form of logs that I wouldhave to saw into blocks and split before we could useit. We also had meat and flour, so we could sparethat, but I knew we didn’t have any money, so why wasPa buying them shoes and candy?Really, why was he doing any of this? Widow Jensenhad closer neighbors than us; it shouldn’t have beenour concern. We came in from the blind side of theJensen house and unloaded the wood as quietly aspossible, then we took the meat and flour and shoes tothe door. We knocked. The door opened a crack and atimid voice said, “Who is it?” “Lucas Miles, Ma’am,and my son, Matt. Could we come in for a bit?”Widow Jensen opened the door and let us in. She had ablanket wrapped around her shoulders. The childrenwere wrapped in another and were sitting in front ofthe fireplace by a very small fire that hardly gaveoff any heat at all. Widow Jensen fumbled with amatch and finally lit the lamp. “We brought you a fewthings, Ma’am,” Pa said and set down the sack offlour. I put the meat on the table. Then Pa handedher the sack that had the shoes in it.She opened it hesitantly and took the shoes out onepair at a time. There was a pair for her and one foreach of the children—sturdy shoes, the best, shoesthat would last. I watched her carefully. She bither lower lip to keep it from trembling and then tearsfilled her eyes and started running down her cheeks. She looked up at Pa like she wanted to say something,but it wouldn’t come out.”We brought a load of wood, too, Ma’am,” Pa said. Heturned to me and said, “Matt, go bring in enough tolast awhile. Let’s get that fire up to size and heatthis place up.” I wasn’t the same person when I wentback out to bring in the wood. I had a big lump in mythroat and as much as I hate to admit it, there weretears in my eyes too.In my mind I kept seeing those three kids huddledaround the fireplace and their mother standing therewith tears running down her cheeks with so muchgratitude in her heart that she couldn’t speak. Myheart swelled within me and a joy that I’d never knownbefore filled my soul. I had given at Christmas manytimes before, but never when it had made so muchdifference. I could see we were literally saving thelives of these people.I soon had the fire blazing and everyone’s spiritssoared. The kids started giggling when Pa handed themeach a piece of candy and Widow Jensen looked on witha smile that probably hadn’t crossed her face for along time. She finally turned to us. “God blessyou,” she said. “I know the Lord has sent you. Thechildren and I have been praying that he would sendone of his angels to spare us.”In spite of myself, the lump returned to my throat andthe tears welled up in my eyes again. I’d neverthought of Pa in those exact terms before, but afterWidow Jensen mentioned it I could see that it wasprobably true. I was sure that a better man than Pahad never walked the earth. I started remembering allthe times he had gone out of his way for Ma and me,and many others. The list seemed endless as I thoughton it.Pa insisted that everyone try on the shoes before weleft. I was amazed when they all fit and I wonderedhow he had known what sizes to get. Then I guessedthat if he was on an errand for the Lord that the Lordwould make sure he got the right sizes.Tears were running down Widow Jensen’s face again whenwe stood up to leave. Pa took each of the kids in hisbig arms and gave them a hug. They clung to him anddidn’t want us to go. I could see that they missedtheir Pa, and I was glad that I still had mine.At the door Pa turned to Widow Jensen and said, “TheMrs. wanted me to invite you and the children over forChristmas dinner tomorrow. The turkey will be morethan the three of us can eat, and a man can getcantankerous if he has to eat turkey for too manymeals. We’ll be by to get you about eleven. It’ll benice to have some little ones around again. Matt,here, hasn’t been little for quite a spell.” I wasthe youngest. My two brothers and two sisters had allmarried and moved away. Widow Jensen nodded and said,”Thank you, Brother Miles. I don’t have to say, ‘Maythe Lord bless you,’ I know for certain that He will.”Out on the sled I felt a warmth that came from deepwithin and I didn’t even notice the cold. When we hadgone a ways, Pa turned to me and said, “Matt, I wantyou to know something. Your ma and me have beentucking a little money away here and there all year sowe could buy that rifle for you, but we didn’t havequite enough.Then yesterday a man who owed me a little money fromyears back came by to make things square. Your ma andme were real excited, thinking that now we could getyou that rifle, and I started into town this morningto do just that. But on the way I saw little Jakeyout scratching in the woodpile with his feet wrappedin those gunny sacks and I knew what I had to do. Son, I spent the money for shoes and a little candyfor those children. I hope you understand.”I understood, and my eyes became wet with tears again.I understood very well, and I was so glad Pa had doneit. Now the rifle seemed very low on my list ofpriorities. Pa had given me a lot more. He had givenme the look on Widow Jensen’s face and the radiantsmiles of her three children.For the rest of my life, whenever I saw any of theJensens, or split a block of wood, I remembered, andremembering brought back that same joy I felt ridinghome beside Pa that night. Pa had given me the bestChristmas of my life.
Remembering Christ,

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!
I Love greeting you that way!!! I am blessed to have this blog and the radio ministry of KKIM to say those words!
Grab a cup of coffee or hot chocolate, like Sharon does and enjoy this…….
This Christmas card was written by Chuck Norris……..

The question is not whether Jesus lived, but who he was, and is. It’s a question we all will answer, consciously or not, especially this Christmas week. It’s a question even Jesus asked the people of his day, “Who do people say that I am?”
As for me and my house, He is the Son of God and Savior of the world. That’s what we celebrate most on Christmas Day. At very least, any unbiased previewer of history cannot deny that time and civilizations have pivoted on his unique and “One Solitary Life”:
He was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in still another village, where he worked in a carpenter shop until he was thirty. Then for three years he was an itinerant preacher.
He never wrote a book.
He never held an office.
He never had a family or owned a house.
He didn’t go to college.
He never traveled 200 miles from the place where he was born. He did none of these things one usually associates with greatness.
He had no credentials but himself.
He was only 33 when public opinion turned against him. His friends ran away. He was turned over to his enemies and went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed to a cross between two thieves.
When he was dying, his executioners gambled for his clothing, the only property he had on earth. When he was dead, he was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
Nineteen centuries have come and gone, and today he is the central figure of the human race, the leader of mankind’s progress.
All the armies that ever marched, all the navies that ever sailed, all the parliaments that ever say, all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man on earth as much as that One Solitary Life.
The fact is, wise men still seek him. And if you genuinely follow his star, you’ll find a stable, not a fable.
MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM ALL OF US AT KKIM AND THE CUP!!!!
WITHOUT YOUR SUPPORT THERE WOULD BE NO CUP OR KKIM!!!!
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