Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Reading and Writing

Have you ever thought about reading and writing? I have and I think it's one of the greatest blessings ever bestowed upon us! How much we would miss and how many blessings would pass us by if we didn't know how to read or write!

I met an older couple who hardly knew how to read. The husband I don't think knew how to read at all and the wife had trouble reading the simplest words. I felt sorry for them because I thought, "What a lot of blessings they are missing out on!" but I was also filled with gratitude that we have that blessing and I was filled with wonder all over again. It's just so amazing to me that all these shapes and lines can "speak" and well, I really can't explain myself well but I think it's awesome!

I think it's so neat how we can be miles apart and yet still be in contact in this way.

I love to read and write. When I can't seem to express myself in speaking I seem to be able to put my thoughts together so much better in writing.

Writing comes in handy when you need silent communication.

If you know how to read, you have a wealth of information available to you.

What would we do if we didn't know how to read or write? I don't know what I'd do! Anyway, I'm just so thankful today for one of the greatest blessings and(to me) that's being able to read and write. God is so good all the time! :-)

Keep pressing forward!

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Beauty Amidst the Storm

Grass and trees with snow is so beautiful to me. :-) You can't really tell what I mean by this photo but it is!

“O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out! For who hath known the mind of the Lord? or who hath been his counsellor?” Romans 11:33-34

“Hast thou entered into the treasures of the snow? or hast thou seen the treasures of the hail,” Job 38:22

When everything seems to be perfect then suddenly the snow, ice and wind of life comes in on me, do I still let the love of Jesus shine out of me? Do I still trust that He knows what's best and He will see me through? Do I have a cheerful spirit and let the beauty of a Christ-like character shine? Am I like the flower that doesn't lose it's beauty amidst the storm?

“Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” Psalms 51:7

“Honour and majesty are before him: strength and beauty are in his sanctuary. Give unto the LORD, O ye kindreds of the people, give unto the LORD glory and strength. Give unto the LORD the glory due unto his name: bring an offering, and come into his courts. O worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness: fear before him, all the earth.” Psalms 96:6-9

Thursday, April 23, 2009

What Are We Living For?

“She Lives to Travel” the title in the magazine caught my attention. Looking at the article I thought, What a sad thing to live for. What joy, peace or fulfillment is that going to bring? What sort of hope? This poor lady doesn't have much to live for and there isn't going to be any true joy or fulfillment in traveling the world. But the fact is, nothing is going to give peace and fulfillment unless you're living for Christ, living to love and living to serve. Why wouldn't we want to anyway? If it wasn't for Him we wouldn't exist! If it wasn't for the price He paid for us we would be eternally lost! Seeing His great love for us should make us want to live for Him, but sadly we often forget. He is the only reason we are here today and He is the only way to heaven and to eternity. We will only find peace and joy through Him and find the longing of our hearts fulfilled.

I am reminded of the song “A Chasing of the Wind”

Every heart is filled with longing to be free from all life’s pain

Yet the search through earthly pleasures always ends in vain

Only God who made the heavens can satisfy our souls


Apart from Him, and all His meaning

all things fail as they begin

And hearts deceived can only know a chasing of the wind

All achievements all possessions all with time return to dust

Only God can be our reason for deep and quiet trust

He will guard us from the dangers that gladly make men fools


Apart from Him, and all His meaning

all things fail as they begin

And hearts deceived can only know a chasing of the wind

Why do we live without Jesus?

Why do we waste another day?

He is the life that sustains us

the only hope for us today

So why do we live,

why do we live without Him?

~ Greg Nelson and Phill McHugh

What are we living for? Are we chasing the wind? The blessing and privilege that we have to serve a loving God, and to trust Him is priceless and that, I think is the greatest thing to live for--for God and then we won't have to chase the wind.

By those words “She lives to travel” the Lord gently reminded me what I was living for – living for Him, living to love and to serve. Oh, I pray that He will remind me who I'm living for before I do or say things. I pray He will remind me that I am living to love as He loves before I say an unkind word or do something to hurt someone. I pray He will remind me that I am living to serve before I complain or express a selfish action.

Father, please remind be because I know I need lots of them!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

From an Ants Perspective..

Well, maybe not quite but it's as close as I can get. ;)

“The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.”
(Isaiah 40:8)

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Beautiful Things

Beautiful faces are those that wear—
It matters little if dark or fair—
Whole-souled honesty printed there.

Beautiful eyes are those that show,
Like crystal panes where hearthfires glow,
Beautiful thoughts that burn below.

Beautiful lips are those whose words
Leap from the heart like songs of birds
Yet whose utterance prudence girds.

Beautiful hands are those that do
Work that is honest and brave and true,
Moment by moment the long day through.

Beautiful feet are those that go
On kindly ministering to and fro,
Down lowliest ways, if God wills it so.

Beautiful shoulders are those that bear
Ceaseless burdens of homely care
With patient grace and daily prayer.

Beautiful lives are those that bless,
Silent rivers of happiness,
Whose hidden fountains but few may guess.

Beautiful twilight at set of sun,
Beautiful goal with race well run,
Beautiful rest with work well done.

Beautiful graces where grasses creep,
Where brown leaves fall, where drifts lie deep
Over worn-out hands—oh! beautiful sleep.

by Ellen P. Allerton

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

In God's Hands

The faith, courage, and strength we admire in those who fearlessly stood up for truth and for God in days gone by; the love, the joy, and the peace these men and women had when faced with dungeons, the cruelest torture, and death can sometimes make you wonder, Could I be so strong? Could I face the things they faced? In these days of uncertainty, as we look around us and behold things happening faster than we've ever seen them happen before, does your heart sometimes fail you with fear? Do you sometimes wonder, “What will I eat? What will I drink? How will I endure?”

When we give God our hearts; when we surrender our lives, our will, our all to Him; when we abide in the will of God and live up to all the light we have, we can be assured that all the promises in God's Word are for us.

But the salvation of the righteous is of the LORD: he is their strength in the time of trouble. And the LORD shall help them, and deliver them: he shall deliver them from the wicked, and save them, because they trust in him.” “Bread shall be given him; his waters shall be sure.” “I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.” “Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.” “The angel of the LORD encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them.” (Psalms 37:39-40; Isaiah 33:16; Hebrews 13:5; Isaiah 41:10; Psalms 34:7)

There is told a story of a man who had a dream in which he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Scenes from his life flashed across the sky, and for each scene he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonged to him and the other to the Lord. As he looked back, he noticed that many times there was only one set of footprints, and he also noticed that they happened to be at the very lowest, saddest, and most troublesome times of his life. It bothered him, and he said to the Lord, “You promised that you would walk with me all the way. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.” The Lord replied, “My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.”

And even to your old age I am he; and even to hoar hairs will I carry you: I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you (Isaiah 46:4).

In times of trial, in times of suffering, in times of weariness, in times of sadness, in times when your heart begins to tremble with fear, trust in the Lord. He will be with you. When it seems like it is too much for you to bear, He will carry you through. He will give you strength and courage. Remember that you are in the hands of God. He will hold you, protect you, and care for you. Though everyone may forsake you, He never will. Rest in the hands of God. And the only way to truly do that is to trust Him.

Psalms 91, Psalms 27, and many other passages contain beautiful promises. When I think of the troublesome times we are facing, sometimes it can be frightening. But then I think, As long as I am God's and I do His will, I'm in His hands and nothing can harm me. Nothing will happen to me that God does not allow and what He allows He will give me strength to endure. When I trust Him and trust my life and my all to Him, when I think of how much God loves me and how good He is, then what a sense of indescribable peace washes over me! Dear friend, will you trust God? Will you rest in His loving arms today and always?~

Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe on His gentle breast;

There by His love o’ershaded, Sweetly my soul shall rest.

Hark! ’tis the voice of angels Borne in a song to me,

Over the fields of glory, Over the jasper sea.

Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe on His gentle breast;

There by His love o’ershaded, Sweetly my soul shall rest.

Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe from corroding care,

Safe from the world’s temptations; sin cannot harm me there.

Free from the blight of sorrow, free from my doubts and fears;

Only a few more trials, only a few more tears!

Jesus, my heart’s dear refuge, Jesus has died for me;

Firm on the Rock of Ages ever my trust shall be.

Here let me wait with patience, wait till the night is o’er;

Wait till I see the morning break on the golden shore.

by Fanny Crosby

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