Never Alone

Never Alone

Psalm 139:9-10 If I ride the wings of the morning, if I dwell by the farthest oceans, even there your hand will guide me, and your strength will support me

 

His strength is perfect when our strength is gone
He’ll carry us when we can’t carry on Steven Curtis Chapman

Remembering Spring!

Remembering Spring!

Song 2:11-12 Look, the winter is past, and the rains are over and gone. The flowers are springing up, the season of singing bird has come,

Though I was once an English major I must confess I never cared much for Shakespeare. No, it wasn’t his writing style! it’s just that generally anyone I liked at the beginning of his plays was for sure to be dead by the end. In the same way I am not one looking forward to Fall colors, to quote the bard,
“That time of year thou mayst in me behold In me you can see that time of year
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang” Sonnet 73

No thanks Will: I really would rather remember when Lilacs last at my dooryard bloomed!

I Never Said That!

I don’t usually re-blog other people’s thoughts but this is such a great telling of truth in a very few words. Thanks Tami!

Lessons by Heart

“In Jesus” name, Amen.”

Here’s a phrase that we throw around. We tack it on the end of our prayers…and feel like God doesn’t listen if someone fails to end their directions to God with it.

Have you ever wondered what we mean when we say these words?

Well, you and I have been given “power of attorney” to act on Christ’s behalf (2 Corinthians 5:20). We are charged to keep His best interest in mind since He is not present in the physical sense of the word.

However, we first need to know His will before we can carry it out. Right?

Let me use a present-day illustration to make my point:

On March 4, 2005, my father, brother, and I arrived at the hospital – only to discover that my mother had suffered a major stroke and slipped into a coma late in the afternoon. Despite her Medical…

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Fruitfulness as We Grow Older

There they were: two does and a buck quietly browsing under the branches of the old Apple tree until they saw us coming. Then at a leisurely pace they turned and in a moment they were hidden from our view. Though the tree is probably over 60 years old, all it took to have another fruitful year was a good hard pruning last Winter.

For those of us turning the corner towards retirement that tree stands as a great encouragement to me. Just as long as we are still willing to tolerate a good pruning from time to time there is no reason to give up hope on new beginnings, new ideas or new friends. God’s promise is not only to the young. Here is one for some of us today!

Psalm 92:14  They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing  (Fat & flourishing?) well yes there is a bit more there too!

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Our Citizenship in Heaven

 

Sept-Oct 2013 011For our citizenship is in heaven, from which we also eagerly wait for the Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ,      Philippians 3:20

One night a few years a go we had a baptism service in which we witnessed an Egyptian, a Brazilian and an American being baptized one after another. It was an awesome experience seeing that three of the continents were being represented in our tiny church. In fact if you were to come and visit in their homes you would discover that though we all fellowship together, our worlds are quite different from one another. Meat and potatoes gives way to spicy rice and flat bread, to black beans, rice and yucca. Though you might discover a thousand small things that separate us from each other we are all here together in America.

That is the same idea behind Paul’s statement of citizenship in his letter from prison to his good friends back in Philippi. He wants us all to remember that no matter where we are from, we are all one day going to cross the frontier into our own nation where Jesus rules as king! In spite of the suffering that Paul was experiencing down here, he knew that the day was coming when the struggles of life would be a distant memory.

We all have the tendency to long for the familiar things that comfort us and give us a sense of our identity. When we travel in another country we often experience that uneasy feeling that something is not quite right. Something is missing and out-of-place until we go home. That is the same longing that God has planted in each of our hearts for Heaven.

Every time a loved one dies, when we cringe at the suffering of a child, or hear on the news another tragedy something in our hearts says, “But it won’t be like that when we go home!” Heaven is the place where God will wipe away every tear. Heaven is where the thief cannot break in. Heaven is where no one will hunger,  grow old or be diagnosed with cancer. Heaven is where we will sit at the table will our King and see the face of Jesus. Heaven is our true homeland. We will cross the border into a kingdom where our names have already been recorded in the book.  We will move into a home that Jesus has prepared for us. We will open a strangely familiar door to a place we have never seen and discover that it is the place where we have always belonged!