Shopping Cart

Your shopping cart is empty
Visit the shop

Your Adv Here

This is Ron Schneider, owner of Leon’s Frozen Custard. Today…

La Importancia de Seguir Nuestros Estudios Universitarios Hola que tal…

UWM graduate hopes to help other families living with disabilities…

Hoy Wisconsin Today Hola que tal soy Mariella Godinez-Muñoz presentadora…

Milwaukee a la Mexicana Por Yesenia Lira Durante los ultimos…

051816ReligiouspixMy child who art on earth,
worried, lonely, tempted;
I know your name perfectly,
and I pronounce it to hallow it,
because I love you.
No, you are not alone, but lived in by Me,
and together we are building the kingdom
which you are going to inherit.
I like you to do My will,
because My will is that you should be happy,
for the Glory of God
is a living human being.
Always count on Me
and you will have bread for today;
do not worry,
I only ask that you should get used to
sharing it with your sisters and brothers.
You know that I forgive your trespasses
even before you commit them;
that is why I ask that you should do the same
to those who trespass against you.
So that you should never fall into temptation,
take My hand tightly
and I will deliver you from evil,
My poor dear child.

Lord, we thank Thee for all the love that has been given to us, for the love of family and friends, and above all for Your love poured out upon us every moment of our lives in steadfast glory. Forgive our unworthiness. Forgive the many times we have disappointed those who love us, have failed them, wearied them, saddened them. 

Failing them we have failed You, and hurting them we have wounded our Saviour who for love’s sake died for us.

Lord, have mercy on us, and forgive.

You do not fail those who love you.

You do not change nor vary.

Teach us Your own constancy in love.

Your humility, selflessness and generosity.

Look in pity on our small and tarnished loving, protect, foster and strengthen it, that it may be less unworthy to be offered to you and to your children.

O Light of the world, teach us how to love.


042016-religious-pix-1Nearer My God to Thee

Everyone who has studied or been touched by the tragic saga of the RMS Titanic,

or seen James Cameron’s incomparable 1997 film, Titanic, is familiar with the lovely old hymn:

“Nearer, My God, to Thee”, which is quoted in full above. According to several witnesses,

the resident musicians played: “Nearer, My God, to Thee”, during the final throes of the great liner, and this hymn has become such an integral part of her legend that for many it has virtually become an icon of Titanic.

And he took of the stones of that place, and put them for his pillows, and lay down in that place to sleep. And he dreamed, and behold a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven: and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it. –Genesis 28:11-12

My New Coat, God

I have a new coat, it was designed by God and given to me by Jesus Christ. All I had to do to receive this coat was to believe in God’s only Son.

I find it fits me perfectly unless I allow myself to become puffed up with foolish pride, then it’s too tight. If I walk with my head high, trying to be above those about, then it is too short. But if I walk humbly as I should before God, it fits me just right.

How is the coat made?

The shoulders are wide and roomy so that I can help my fellow man carry his burdens.

The collar is made of God’s mercy, yes, the mercy of God’s promises. First that I may become his child and second, that I will one day dwell with Him in that home prepared for His saints.

The cuffs are narrow, so that there is no room to tuck away grievance and hard feelings toward my neighbors.

The pockets are oversized, One is for the love of God; the other is to hold my love for my fellowman and all humanity.

There are three buttons on my coat, which stands for faith, hope and charity. I check on them often so that none becomes loose or lost.

The lining is made of God’s forgiveness, which I need so often that I want it next to me at all times.

The belt is made of God’s love that encircles me everyday.

The material is thick enough to protect me when the storms of life come my way, but not too thick that I will not be able to feel the presence of the Holy Spirit who guides me.

There are many threads in my new coat, but not one thread of doubt that God’s promises are true,

Do you wonder about the color of my coat? Why, it’s the color of Jesus’ eyes that must sparkle when a lost soul accepts Him.

I will need my coat all through life. When I travel through the valley of death and when I view the future, I will always wear my new coat.

I didn’t listen to the Lord

I didn’t listen to

the Lord,

When He told me not to hoard.

I stored up all my earthly goods.

I even hid some

in the woods.

I went out to dig

my treasure.

Somehow, I thought it would be pleasure.

Some of these riches, I’d forgotten.

I dug them up. But, they were rotten.

That’s what I get for tempting God

And burying my riches in the sod.

He said, “Earthly things you cannot trust.

Don’t store your treasures where

they’ll rust.

Store all your treasures up in heaven.

You’ll be rewarded seven times seven.

To earthly riches pay no mind.

They can’t compete with the

spiritual kind.”

He said, “Spiritual riches, are all

you need.

Forget about your earthly greed.

Material things you cannot trust,

For they will only rot and rust.”

032316-religious-pix-1God’s Eternal Ink

I dreamed I was in heaven where an angel kept God’s book.

He was writing so intently I just had to take a look.

It was not, at first, his writing that made me stop and think.

But the fluid in the bottle that was marked eternal ink.

This ink was most amazing, dark black upon his blotter.

But as it touched the parchment it became as clear as water.

The angel kept on writing, but as quickly as a wink.

The words were disappearing with that strange eternal ink.

The angel took no notice, but kept writing on and on.

He turned each page and filled it till all its space was gone.

I thought he wrote to no avail, His efforts were so vain.

For he wrote a thousand pages that he’d never read again.

031616-religious1I was nothing


I had nothing till I met You

My life was worthless

Just like a piece of clay

Laying on the ground before Your feet.

But You came and picked me up.

You saw the beauty in me,

The beauty You

alone saw…

only one else, not even me.

You placed me in front of You,

And saw what You could make out

of me.

You then got ready

And started working into my life.

You worked Your loving hands

so gently

And made sure I wouldn’t get hurt.

You molded me to an image of You

And breathed life into my soul.


“Lord Jesus, You became a servant for my sake to set me free from the

tyranny of selfishness, fear, and conceit. Help me to be humble as You are humble and to love freely and graciously all whom You call me to serve.”


In God’s Valley

Sometimes life seems hard to bear,

Full of sorrow, trouble and woe

It’s then I haveto remember

That it’s in the valleys I grow.

If I always stayed on the mountain top

And neverexperienced pain

I would never appreciate God’s love

And would be living in vain.

I have so much to learn

And my growth is

very slow,

Sometimes I need the mountain tops,

But it’s in the valleys I grow.

I do not always understand

Why things happen as they do,

But I am very sure of one thing.

My Lord will see

me through.

My little valleys

are nothing

When I picture Christ

on the cross

He went through the valley of death;

His victory was

Satan’s loss.

Forgive me Lord,

for complaining

When I’m feeling so

very low.

Just give me a

gentle reminder

That it’s in the valleys I grow.

Continue to strengthen

me, Lord

And use my life

each day

To share your love

with others

And help them find

their way.

Thank you for

valleys, Lord

For this one thing

I know

The mountain tops

are glorious

But it’s in the valleys I grow!!!!!!

Have a blessed day!


The shortest distance between a problem and

a solution

is the distance between your knees and the floor.

The one who kneels

to the Lord,

can stand up to anything.

22416-religiousGod Isn’t Far Away

My Friend

God isn’t far away

But surrounds you with his love.

It was him who opened your eyes

this morning,

It is his strength

That will carry you through this day,

And it is in his peace

That your heart will find rest tonight.

God isn’t far away.

He is the light

of this day,

He is the sky

above you,

And the earth

beneath you,

And the life of every living thing.

God isn’t far away.

He is in every smile,

In every thought that gives you hope,

In every tear that

waters your soul,

In every moment you can’t face alone.

God isn’t far away.

He is the love on a loved one’s face,

He is in the friends along the way,

In strangers you’ve yet to meet

And blessings you’ve yet to receive.

My Friend,

God isn’t far away.

He is in every good thing that touches you.

He is in every

step you make

And every breath

you take.

God isn’t far away

For He is with you always………

God’s Table Manners

You undoubtedly felt awkward the first time you had to learn which fork to use. But with that knowledge you can enter any dining experience with confidence. The same is true when you dine at God’s table. At first it seems difficult. But learning the right manners makes it possible for you to be in any situation and please the Father.

Table manners at God’s table:

You have to do your own chewing. Too many Christians expect God to take out a spoon and dish up the blessing for them. He is supposed to place it in our mouths, work our jaws to chew it up, and help us swallow it. We want God to do everything. The fact is that you have responsibility in God’s sovereign world.

Accept the seating. Take the lowest seat, the seat of humility and service. If God wants you to sit higher up, He will show you that, but err on the side of humility, not pride.

Finish the meal. John 3:16 tells us, “God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son.” Some believe that because God has already come and died for the sins of the world, they don’t have to do anything else. However, it’s important to finish the phrase regarding man’s responsibility: “whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life.” You must come to Him in order to receive the forgiveness that He purchased for you. Read the menu. You must spend time reading what God has prepared. Read your Bible, meditate on the Word. It will give you strength and illumination according to God’s plan for your life. It will keep you on course and remind you of your responsibilities in order to fulfill the plan of God.

Count the fruit. If you are not willing to bear fruit for Him, then He is not obligated to answer your requests, even if you ask things in His name. Jesus declares, “Everyone that the Father gives me will come to me, and anyone who comes to me I will never drive away” (John 6:37). The Holy Spirit inspires us to go to Jesus and do what He asks of us. His sovereignty makes the first move toward us, but because He gave us free will, we must move toward Him as well.

21016-religious-pix-1God Isn’t Far Away

My Friend

God isn’t far away

But surrounds you with his love.

It was him who opened your eyes this morning,

It is his strength

That will carry you through this day,

And it is in his peace

That your heart will find rest tonight.

God isn’t far away.

He is the light of this day,

He is the sky above you,

And the earth beneath you,

And the life of every living thing.

God isn’t far away.

He is in every smile,

In every thought that gives you hope,

In every tear that waters your soul,

In every moment you can’t face alone.

God isn’t far away.

He is the love on a loved one’s face,

He is in the friends along the way,

In strangers you’ve yet to meet

And blessings you’ve yet to receive.

My Friend,

God isn’t far away.

He is in every good thing that touches you.

He is in every step you make

And every breath you take.

God isn’t far away

For He is with you always………

020316-Religious-pix-1Does God Cry?

A little girl once asked, “Mommy does

God cry?”

“Don’t be silly, God can’t cry baby,” her mother replied.

“But what about when He looks down from Heaven above

And sees all the people who needs His love?

And what about when He looks down and sees

The playground kids fall and scrape their knees?

Or how about Aunt Jane who can’t have baby girls or boys?

Or what about the poor kids who gets no Christmas toys?

Maybe God would cry if He lived with my friend Tommy.

Whose daddy beats and bruises him and his mommy.

Or maybe if He looked down and saw people being killed,

I think He’d surely have eyes that are tear filled.

But I think most of all, mommy, what would have made God cry,

Is when He looked down at the cross and watched His

baby die.”

The mother stood in silence as her eyes filled with tears,

For she knew her little girl was wise beyond her years.

Staring into deep blue eyes, the mother found courage to say,

“Yes baby girl, I think God looks down and cries every day.”

God Bless you and keep you safe in Jesus’ arms!

12716-religious--pix-1You Are Blessed

I woke up this morning and knew that today,

the sun would not be shining and the clouds would be gray,

As I stepped outside, rain fell upon my head.

My car wouldn’t start so I walked to work instead.

I forgot all of my work I took home from the office,

The coffee machine didn’t work and the boss was screaming, I dropped my head in disgust and asked the Lord for one request. “Lord, why is it that things won’t go my way?”

He gently replied, “Dear child, it is because you didn’t thank me yesterday. I woke you up and enabled you to see the sun again. I gave you shelter, protected your family, and even let you make a new friend.

I blessed you far greater than I ever had before.

But you were too busy to thank me once more.

You didn’t feel sick because I maintained your health.

You had money in your pocket because I maintained your wealth.

You had shoes on you feet and clothes to wear, too.

You had plenty of food to eat, and what did you do?

You ignored me and went about your tasks.

But when you wanted something you never hesitated to ask.

I was there when you needed me and that wasn’t too long ago. But when things started going your way, it was me you did not know. As if that weren’t enough, I provided your favorite luxuries. This was something I didn’t have to do-they weren’t even necessities.

And when it was time to get on your knees and show your gratitude, You decided that after such a fulfilling day, you weren’t in the mood. So I decided to give you just a little test. To show you how it would feel to stop being blessed.”

I began to realize what the Lord was saying.

And when I got home, I fell to my knees and started praying. He said, “My child, you have learned and you know I do forgive. But remember to remember this day as long as you shall live.

I love filling your life with joy, and your pain I’ll alleviate it

But, just a simple thank you would show how much you appreciate it.”


Break my will to match yours

Lord, when You come in the form of a trial,

no matter howsmall, like

the disappointment of having someone

disagree with me and

facing rejection from those I love;

when I know that I am in the right

and am blamed for what is wrong,

when I have worked hard

to make things pleasant,

yet meet with criticisms of

what might have been;

when the expectancy of waiting

seems to have no end,

and I see others

enjoy blessings

I pray to have a share in, Oh, Lord,

make it easy for my will to conform

to Yours.

For doing Your

will involves

a wrenching and a tearing apart

of self-love.

My will cracks, and in the


becomes whole again

while it yields

to Yours.

Oh, God, the process is painful

while it lasts.

But no sooner do I yield to

Your pleasure

than you unlock the torrent of joy!

What surging wave of peace You bring!

What overwhelming power of being free

while it lasts.

If this be a way of union with You, Lord,

Let my will conform to Yours,

no matter what the pain and the price,

that I may be one with You

in everything I do.

Lord, this is

my wish,

Write it in Your heart

as I write it in mine.

Cross in my pocket

I carry a cross in my pocket

A simple reminder to me

Of the fact that I am a Christian

No matter where I may be.

This little cross is not magic

Nor is it a good luck charm.

It isn’t meant to protect me.

From every physical harm.

It’s not for identification

For all the world to see.

It’s simply an understanding

Between my Savior and me.

When I put my hand in my pocket

To bring out a coin or key.

The cross is there to remind me

Of the price He paid for me.

It reminds me, too, to be thankful

For my blessings day by day

And strive to serve

Him better In all that I do and say.

It’s also a daily reminder

Of the peace and comfort I share

With all who know my master

And give themselves to His care.

So, I carry a cross in my pocket

Reminding no one but me

That Jesus Christ is Lord of my life

If only I’ll let Him be.

123015-religious-pix-1A Tear To The Eye

Barbara was driving her six-year-old son, Benjamin, to his piano lesson.

They were late, and Barbara was beginning to think she should have cancelled it. There was always so much to do, and Barbara, a night-duty nurse at the local hospital, had recently worked extra shifts.

She was tired. The sleet storm and icy roads added to her tension. Maybe she should turn the car around.

“Mom!” Ben cried. “Look!” Just ahead, a car had lost control on a patch of ice. As Barbara tapped the brakes, the other car spun wildly rolled over, then crashed sideways into a telephone pole.

Barbara pulled over, skidded to a stop and threw open her door. Thank goodness she was a nurse – she might be able to help these unfortunate passengers.

Then she paused. What about Ben? She couldn’t take him with her. Little boys shouldn’t see scenes like the one she anticipated. But was it safe to leave him alone? What if their car were hit from behind?

For a brief moment Barbara considered going on her way. Someone else was sure to come along. No! “Ben, honey, promise me you’ll stay in the car!”

“I will, Mommy,” he said as she ran, slipping and sliding toward the crash site. It was worse than she’d feared. Two girls of high school age were in the car. One, the blonde on the passenger side, was dead, killed on impact.

The driver, however was still breathing. She was unconscious and pinned in the wreckage. Barbara quickly applied pressure to the wound in the teenager’s head while her practiced eye catalogued the other injuries. A broken leg, maybe two, along with probable internal bleeding. But if help came soon, the girl would live.

A trucker had pulled up and was calling for help on his cellular phone. Soon Barbara heard the ambulance sirens. A few moments later she surrendered her lonely post to rescue workers.

“Good job,” one said as he examined the driver’s wounds. “You probably saved her life, ma’am.” Perhaps.

But as Barbara walked back to her car a feeling of sadness overwhelmed her, especially for the family of the girl who had died. Their lives would never be the same. Oh God, why do such things have to happen?

Slowly Barbara opened her car door. What should she tell Benjamin? He was staring at the crash site, his blue eyes huge. “Mom,” he whispered, “did you see it?”

“See what, Honey?” she asked.

“The angel, Mom! He came down from the sky while you were running to the car. And he opened the door, and he took that girl out.”

Barbara’s eyes filled with tears. “Which door, Ben?”

“The passenger side. He took the girl’s hand, and they floated up to Heaven together”

“What about the driver?”

Ben shrugged. “I didn’t see anyone else.”

Later, Barbara was able to meet the families of the victims. They expressed their gratitude for the help she had provided. Barbara was able to give them something more – Ben’s vision.

There was no way he could have known what happened to either of the passengers. Nor could the passenger door have been opened; Barbara had seen its tangle of immovable steel herself. Yet Ben’s account brought consolation to a grieving family. Their daughter was safe in Heaven. And they would see her again.

Journal December 23, 2015 b.indd

Journal December 23, 2015 b.inddHome is where the work begins

A man wanted to be a missionary, when the time came he was sent to the church thanking God for his desire, waiting anxiously for God to send him.

The time came, but to go he would need to go in a plane and to his surprised the way to get there it was by jumping out in a parachute. Yes! You read right a PARACHUTE!  But he didn’t care he only new he finally was a missionary!!!

He got on the plane and the pilot said when you see the green light you need to jump. Okay great! The missionary replied, “I’ll jump! So he notices they flew over several nations, countries, and as he flew over a few he kept saying HERE?

Here?!  No the pilot reply, only when you see the GREEN LIGHT!

Paris?  No, no green light!

Egypt, yes! No, no green light!

Oh there it is Australia! No???No Green light!

OMG! Jamaica??? No? No green light!.

As the plane kept flying, the new missionary kept waiting for that green light to jump. Then it happened,    

THE GREEN LIGHT! He jumps full of excitement, thanking God for the honor of been a missionary willing to do God’s work.

Well he jumped and landed on a roof top. Struggling to take the parachute off himself and sees where he landed,.

He looked around and it looks familiar he said, He landed on his neighbor’s house!

The lesson of this story to me is this, if I  want to do good for others, then the need starts with my neighbor, with my family, with my city, learn to do this home then you will be an expert by the time you go somewhere else.

Galatians 6:9 says:   So let us not become tired of doing good; for if we do not give up, the time will come when we will reap the harvest.

Also says: “And he said unto them, Go ye into the entire world, and preach the gospel to the whole creation.” Matthew 16:15

The message is simple:




BY dg JOB 42:5

ara articleEl Significado de la amistad                                                                                

Por Araceli Roman

En la vida las personas pasamos por etapas que vivimos desde nuestra infancia hasta que llegamos a ser adultos. En cada etapa vamos conociendo personas a las que nosotros terminamos considerando amigos pero en realidad, Quienes son los verdaderos amigos? Estamos en una epoca en donde ya no hay valores ni principios y nos olvidamos de el valor mas importante que es el Respeto.  Hay un dicho muy conocido que dice: Amigos hay pocos,conocidos bastantes.Todos los dichos se hacen porque tienen toda la razon. Muchos hemos tenido supuestos amigos pero resultan estar contigo por beneficio propio, estan ahi para pasar un rato de diversion, muchos terminan undiendote en el vicio de el alcohol, las drogas y no miden las consecuensias de lo que estos actos nos afectan como al perder la familia, el trabajo y en casos hasta la propia vida. Al contrario de el conocido un amigo te ofrece su amistad incondicionalmente, un amigo te quita la botella de la mano cuando ve que tuviste demasiado y se preocupa por tu bienstar al que llegues con bien con tus seres queridos porque tu familia es su familia. Un amigo es el que te escucha, te entiende, te valora es con quien podemos compartir nuestros sueños, fracasos, problemas, emociones, tristezas, estar contigo en las buenas y en las malas y lo mas importante nos tenemos confianza.