Saturday, January 29, 2011

Sunday Hymn

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How Great Thou Art

Lyrics ~ Carl Boberg, 1859 - 1940


O Lord my God,

When I in awesome wonder

Consider all

The works Thy Hand hath made,

I see the stars,

I hear the mighty thunder,

Thy pow'r throughout

The universe displayed;

Stanza 2:

When through the woods

And forest glades I wander

I hear the birds

Sing sweetly in the trees;

When I look down

From lofty mountain grandeur

And hear the brook

And feel the gentle breeze;

Refrain:

Then sings my soul,

My Saviour God, to Thee,

How great Thou art!

How great Thou art!

Then sings my soul,

My Saviour God, to Thee,

How great Thou art!

How great Thou art!

Stanza 3:

When Christ shall come,

With shouts of acclamation,

And take me home,

What joy shall fill my heart!

Then I shall bow

In humble adoration

And there proclaim,

"My God, how great Thou art!"

Refrain:

Then sings my soul,

My Saviour God, to Thee,

How great Thou art!

How great Thou art!

Then sings my soul,

My Saviour God, to Thee,

How great Thou art!

How great Thou art!


(If you would like to listen to this song, please hit 'stop' first on my playlist)



Sunday, January 23, 2011

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

"O Sacred Head, Now Wounded"
by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676

1. O sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown.
O sacred Head, what glory,
What bliss, till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.

2. Men mock and taunt and jeer Thee,
Thou noble countenance,
Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee
And flee before Thy glance.
How art thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn!
How doth Thy visage languish
That once was bright as morn!

3. Now from Thy cheeks has vanished
Their color, once so fair;
From Thy red lips is banished
The splendor that was there.
Grim Death, with cruel rigor,
Hath robbed Thee of Thy life;
Thus Thou has lost Thy vigor,
Thy strength, in this sad strife.


Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Whatcha Looking At?




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Have you ever gone through a time when you felt like things were not going smoothly in your life?

It might be a troubled marriage, a troubled child, a friend close who has hurt you, loved one diagnosed with something, single and wanting to meet that "special" one. It might me a failed adoption, or that sin in you that just won't go away. In-laws who treat you like dirt, financial troubles, or building a house and all the chaos that goes with it.

Whatever the situation, you are overwhelmed. Sleepless nights, tension headaches, worry, anxiety.

I have had moments like these.

Times when a situation has occurred and my mind starts wander.

I start thinking of the "what if's", my appetite changes, sleepless nights, tears rolling down the face, snapping at those around me, angry, a loss of desire to do much.

These are hard times. Times I have struggled through.

When a trial enters into my life, it usually starts out like this...

"I do not like this. Ouch, this hurts...but I will trust in you God for in your Word it says, 'And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. For whom he did foreknow, he also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of his Son..." (Romans 8:28-29)

He comforts me, but I still hurt.

I start thinking of my situation again. The anger starts to creep in.

I grab my Bible and open up to the Psalms. Chapter 88 in this case...

"O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength..."

My mind is at war. I start quoting scripture. Anything I know...even if it does not pertain. I sing praises to our Heavenly Father.

But I always come back to how I do not like my trial. I begin to dwell on it.

In these times, what am I looking at?

My trial or God?

I want to say God, but if I am truly looking at Him, would I be having sleepless nights, loss of appetite, and so on? Am I trusting in my Heavenly Father who has ordained all things for my good?

I am reminded (thanks My Man!) of the true account of one of the miracles by Jesus in Matt. 14:22-33:


"Immediately Jesus made His disciples get into the boat and go before Him to the other side, while He sent the multitudes away. And when He had sent the multitudes away, He went up on the mountain by Himself to pray. Now when evening came, He was alone there. But the boat was now in the middle of the sea, tossed by the waves, for the wind was contrary. Now in the fourth watch of the night Jesus went to them, walking on the sea. And when the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, "It is a ghost!" And they cried out for fear. But immediately Jesus spoke to them, saying, "Be of good cheer! It is I; do not be afraid." And Peter answered Him and said, "Lord, if it is You, command me to come to You on the water." So He said, "Come." And when Peter had come down out of the boat, he walked on the water to go to Jesus. But when he saw that the wind was boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink he cried out, saying, "Lord, save me!" And immediately Jesus stretched out His hand and caught him, and said to him, "O you of little faith, why did you doubt?" And when they got into the boat, the wind ceased. Then those who were in the boat came and worshiped Him, saying, 'Truly You are the Son of God.'"

The Lord has graciously convicted me over the past 2 years of my lack of faith in Him. I am ashamed to admit this, but I must be honest and confess.

He has showed me I am to truly put all hope and trust in Him.

I always thought I did, but due to answered prayers, God showed me my weakness and sin.

I can honestly say that my faith has grown because of the gifts of trials.

Men will let you down (Psa 146:3 Put not your trust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help. ), but my God will always be faithful!!!

Yes, I knew it in my mind, but in my heart...I obviously doubted.


I thank God for my trials, for they truly are a gift from Him to grow me in Him and less of myself.

A Gift. I would not have said this 2 years ago.

I now can honestly say, God as my witness, I embrace my trials.

Do they hurt? YES!!!

Do I stumble? YES!!!

BUT...

I serve a GREAT God whom loves me so much that He convicts me of my sin, and continues to conform me into His image. Even if it will hurt.

How about you? Are you going through something? Have you been through something recently?

What have YOU been looking at? Dig deep, cry out to God, and ask Him to show you...


Do you, like Peter, see that the wind is boisterous, are you afraid, or are you keeping your eyes fixed upon Christ, the author and finisher of our faith.


Psalms 63:8 "My soul followeth hard after thee: thy right hand upholdeth me.
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Monday, November 29, 2010

Happy Birthday Kaylyn!!!








10 years ago today, the Lord blessed us with our firstborn daughter,
Kaylyn.



Kaylyn is a sweet girl who loves imitating animals (and is quite good at it),crafts, the Georgia Bulldogs, dressing up and playing old fashioned.Her favorite food is tuna casserole and favorite colors are pink, blue, and red(for the Bulldogs). She is our quiet one but can give quite a squeal when tickled!!!

Kaylyn is a sweet girl, who amazes me in how long-suffering she is, she is sensitive to the ways of God. Encouraging others (including me) to do the right thing if she sees it is dishonoring God. A girl of modesty and already is thinking of ways she wants to honor her husband when she gets married.


Our prayer for Kaylyn is that she would submit her life to the Lord Jesus Christ, be pure in her ways and thoughts, and continue to grow and train in becoming a homemaker.

We love you, Kaylyn...Pumpkin, you are a true joy and blessing in our lives!!!






Saturday, November 27, 2010

Sunday Hymn

"And Can It Be"

Written by Charles Wesley

And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain—
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
Let angel minds inquire no more.

He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace—
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race:
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray—
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.

No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.



Tuesday, November 16, 2010

My First First Haircut-by Zechariah

"I couldn't go to a hair salon,'These are for girls', my big brother,E, insisted. We had to go to his and daddy's barber...Here I am unsure of what is about to happen...
First comes that scary, loud razor...
Good, he walked away, he must be all done......NO!!! Not again!!!...
I don't like this!...Don't touch me!!! I'm telling my mommy!...

Oh NO!!!Not the razor again!...
When is this going to end?!!!...
Where did all my hair go?...


I guess it wasn't TO bad...I kind-of like my new cut!"

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Sunday Hymn

"How Deep The Father's Love For Us"
By: Stuart Townend

How deep the Father's love for us,

How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
(REPEAT)