The Necklace

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  “SHE WAS one of those pretty, charming young ladies, born, as if through an error of destiny, into a family of clerks. She had no dowry, no hopes, no means of becoming known, appreciated, loved, and married by a man either rich or distinguished; and she allowed herself to marry a petty clerk in the office of the Board of Education. . . .  She had neither frocks nor jewels, nothing. And she loved only those things. She felt that she was made for them. She had such a desire to please, to be sought after, to be clever, and courted.” —THE NECKLACE Guy de Maupassant    France, 1884 (pic by Grok) Read this short story here:  https://americanliterature.com/author/guy-de-maupassant/short-story/the-necklace

Memorial Day Is For Remembering

This is a day for remembering our fallen. Some of us make this observance by participating in a special training session. At some point in the workout, we receive clues from our body to remind us that what we experience is a tiny fraction of what our heroes experienced.

"Murph" is a workout performed in memory of Lt. Michael Murphy USN. The WOD can be modified to: 
  • one mile run
  • 20 rounds of 5 pull-ups, 10 push-ups and 15 squat
Lt. Murphy is just one hero we remember and our gratitude goes out to all who gave their lives. The greatest hero is the Lord Jesus Christ, who gave his life to pay the penalty for our sin, for our lies, lust and adultery, hatred and murder, disobedience, covetousness, idolatry, theft, misdirected love, not setting aside time for God. God will hold us accountable for breaking His moral law unless we turn to Christ by faith. He died, was buried and rose again so we don't have to die in our sin--all we need to do is repent of our sins and ask Him to make us new creations. 

We can't work off our sin with insane workouts like Murph--we can't bribe God. We need Jesus, the greatest hero. 

Take a moment in your day of reflection to remember Christ, and when you are barbecuing, be thankful for all He has given you.

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