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February 10, 2009
December 31, 2008
2 Corinthians 5:17, Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new
creation; the old has gone, the new has come!
Whatever happened in 2008 will now be the past. You can learn from it but you cannot ever erase anything. Only God can erase your sins. You can however, choose to have a better more blessed 2009. God is a God of second chances, and even more.
Have a blessed New 2009.
December 11, 2008
Hello my friends in blogland…
I am so thankful for all who read and make comments on my blog. I love your comments…pleae continue.
But I will be blogging over here
I have nothing against Xanga…I just needed a change….such are the seasons of life. I still get an email of all your posts here and I will be commenting still…..love you all.
I don’t know how much I will be blogging…it seems to take a lot of time for me lately but I will post. I don’t have anything there yet, but a pretty background.
I will leave you with this….
How to know He’s near
“How can you tell if He is working on you now? If you begin to sense your lostness and find yourself wanting to escape it, you should realize that that desire is not something you could have generated on your own. Such a process requires Help, and if it is happening it is a good indication that He is even now at your side.”
- Timothy Keller, The Prodigal God (New York, NY: Dutton, 2008), 75.
December 7, 2008
We sang this in church this morning and it is something I would love to be done at my funeral…
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Save from wrath and make me pure.
Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.
Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.
While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
[originally When my eye-strings break in death]
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.
December 5, 2008
December 4, 2008
God has promised forgiveness to your repentance, but He has not promised
tomorrow to your procrastination.
It has been quite a long time since I did a post. It is a busy time of year. No I do not get in the hustle bustle of the commercialism of the season. School is winding down, for the Christmas break and I want all of the work done beforehand so we don’t have anything hanging over for those weeks. Amy actually gets 3 weeks off. Wow….should be fun. I went in today and watched all the 6th graders recite their poems they have been working on. Such talent in that class. I was impressed. It is so awesome to see her with her friends. They are good kids. And they really enjoy their teacher….she rocks.
So tomorrow we have Native American Day at school. The school is having a local tribe come and show how they dance, do crafts and even bring a few horses for rides. Should be a fun day.
Blessings to all
November 26, 2008
German pastor Martin Rinkart served in the walled town of Eilenburg during the horrors of the Thirty Years War of 1618-1648. Eilenburg became an overcrowded refuge for the surrounding area. The fugitives suffered from epidemic and famine. At the beginning of 1637, the year of the Great Pestilence, there were four ministers in Eilenburg. But one abandoned his post for healthier areas and could not be persuaded to return. Pastor Rinkhart officiated at the funerals of the other two. As the only pastor left, he often conducted services for as many as 40 to 50 persons a day – some 4,480 in all. In May of that year, his own wife died. By the end of the year, the refugees had to be buried in trenches without services. Yet living in a world dominated by death, Pastor Rinkart wrote the following prayer for his children to offer to the Lord:
Now thank we all our God
With hearts and hands and voices;
Who wondrous things hath done,
In whom this world rejoices.
Who, from our mother’s arms,
Hath led us on our way,
With countless gifts of love,
And still is ours today.
Where would I be without my God today ? Well, I certainly would not be here with my wonderful family He has given me. I would not be the person I am, trying to seek God with all my heart, mind and soul. I could be out in the streets, a product of the drug culture, or in a very unhappy marriage that was not made in heaven. Worse case scenario? I would be dead.
I am so very thankful for my God and all His blessings. Even though I complain about my hurting body and why did I have to get this nasty disease. But with this came a whole new relationship with my Lord and Savior. He was and is the only One Who understood what I felt. He was the only One that was unchangeable in my oh so changeable world. He was the One I felt I could talk incessantly with about how I felt. I did not want to burden my family with this. He took it upon Himself to die all my sins….past, present and future. He did this to secure for me….for me…..to go to Heaven forever….forever……
What do you have to be thankful for?
November 21, 2008
November 20, 2008
Here is a devo I received this morning and decided to share with you all…..
A Psalm For A Suffering Soul
“How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide
your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and every
day have sorrow in my heart? (Psalm 13: 1-2 NIV)
In scripture, there are only a few brief glimpses into the very center
of a soul. It is a rare thing to be privileged to take such a journey
with another, for often the center of a soul is filled with suffering
and sorrow, and it is the innermost part of a person that is well
walled off from the outside world and often walled off from the
individual so completely that its very existence is often questioned.
But, there are moments when we are invited by another to that place
and hear from the heart the pain and plight of another. Jesus took us
to such a place one night in the garden called Gethsemane. He
privileged us by pouring out his soul in such a way that we might see
to the very center, and there we hear how he gave his very will to God
for the great adventure unfolding before him, an adventure that will
cost him in suffering and sorrow and torture and trial, and then,
finally, death and destruction.
The Psalmist invites us on this journey too as we are welcomed into
the depths of his prayer and petition before God. He speaks aloud the
very thing we dare not speak even in the darkest and deepest recesses
of our soul.
Prayer: Lord, I trust your steadfast love; my heart rejoices in your
salvation. Even in the suffering of my soul, Lord, you have been good
to me. Amen.
November 19, 2008
“Believers obey Christ as the one by whom our obedience is accepted by God. Believers know all their duties are weak, imperfect and unable to abide in God’s presence. Therefore, they look to Christ as the one who bears the iniquity of their holy things, who adds incense to their prayers, gathers out all the weeds from their duties and makes them acceptable to God.”
- John Owen, quoted by Jerry Bridges in The Discipline of Grace (Colorado Springs, Co.: NavPress), 42.