Blessed

It is indeed what we were created for. It is what the Lord our god created us for, to love and be loved. By loving Him we exalt him and will make every effort to odey His wishes. 

The introduction to the book that never was.

Introduction           

    Many people walk this world feeling alone, withdrawn within themselves, for lack of  expression of their inner being. We cloak and veil ourselves over to keep others out knowing full well we would be rejected if we permitted our every feeling to be known, however complete or incomplete that expression might be. The Christian is especially prone to holding himself in. The frustrations, put downs, inability to express one's self, quiet wars in private places, extreme love, hurts, joy, sorrow and all other manner of living experiences can be crippling.  They are all here in this book to tell of their universality and also of their lessons and the hope they herald. All parts have been tested by giving bits and pieces to different people. I have been put on a pedestal as well as told I have gone off the deep end for what is written here.   These pages are not a critical analysis but a bit of hope for those who think no one else knows what is inside.  Thank you for those who knew this to be true and encouraged me to give what is inside to you.

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Homeward

 

The eyes of wisdom softly peering,

Crying, sobbing as if to say,

"Hard has been the mountain road

Through thorny rubbled way."

 

Knowledge has somehow filtered through

The crushing weight of bygone years

And, with miracles of unseen hands,

Softened your heart with precious tears.

 

Sparkling windows, gems aglow,

Have seen through sorrows lonely strife,

Past the place of mortal dwelling

To the home of eternal life.

 

Happy now your days forever,

No more need to fight or struggle.

Abba has called you homeward bound.

In loving arms now you cuddle.

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The Manger

 

Hear O' Judah! Listen!

A light shines forth in your midst.

Your day of joy is at hand.

The word now lives as you live.

 

Rejoice Israel! Celebrate!

The covenant of life has come.

The promise of the scriptures

Has been born to you this day.

 

Give thanks house of Benjamin.

Though you are least you are greatest.

The staff of life has come to you

For the salvation of the world.

 

Bend low your knee all Bethlehem.

All heaven sings in praise and glory.

Forgiveness has come quietly upon you

With a baby in straw filled manger.

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That is it for this week. Have a safe and Happy New Year. May the good Lord bless and keep you safe. Remember to "Always Love The Details."

Change

 

Being part of a prayer chain brings home this week's quote. It doesn't change who I am but it shows me that as I go through life we all go through troubles and hardships. Asking why do you allow this or that to happen seldom brings a forthcoming answer. We are left with that question hanging in the air. Often it is because we are impatient and want the answer now, not later. Many of the "whys" in my life had answers well into the future and some "whys" will never be answered in this lifetime. A good example is the birth of Christ. His coming was foretold centuries before His arrival. Christ himself said that many that had gone before would have loved to witness His coming. (Matthew 13:17, Luke 10:23-24) For us, it is in faith that we live our lives, that we thank Him for hearing us, even though we neither see nor hear him as we hear one another. Our hearts know when He speaks to us. Peace often is the result. 

Have a Merry Christmas. May the peace of the Lord be with you. May He keep you safe and bless you abundantly.  Remember to "Always Love The Details." 

Beware

 

The world is a messed up place right now. Looking at what hate does to the heart and mind makes us sad and fearful. It creates a time of "revelation" seekers. That is not a good place to be. (Matthew 24:4-31) Be alert to be sure but not taken prisoner to fear. History is rife with doomsday prophets and those who would distract us from the lord. 

More from the book that never was.

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 The Prayer

             

Lord of strength and mercy,

You are my shining armor,

The warmth within my soul,

The bright twinkle in my eyes.

Come to me Lord of love

And fill me with your glow.

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New Life

 

Lord Christ! Savior king be praised!

Compassion and suffering were Your lot.

Crucified and buried; You rose again.

Eternal life is Your reward.

 

The temple of God is open to You

And it is Yours by the Word of God.

The world cannot dwell there;

Only those in whom You dwell.

 

Conceived into a world of sin

To suffer the pain of life's beginning

Then to leave the womb to be born

And live in the house of God.

 

Clear is the path once so littered

From a life confused and unsettled

With senseless, stubborn grudges

And unforgiven hurts and pains.

 

Darkness is light now that we are free

To love and care for all mankind.

Through kindness our hearts react

With a gentle word amidst the storm.

 

Beauty as seen through open eyes

Once closed to all things and everyone

Cannot be foretold or expressed in word

But shown in heartfelt love.

 

Long have we waited for the hour

Now unfolding before our tired souls.

Peace and understanding moving,

Growing in our minds and hearts.

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The Seed

 

                          The wheat plant dies

                                And the seed is planted

                                 Before they can bear life

                                  Or strength for growth is granted.

             

                                    New life begins with rain.

                                    Fresh shoots precede roots.

                                  Roots reach for nourishment

                                 As shoots reach for sunlight.

 

Young plants grow steadily

Until strong and tall,

Waving majestically, gracefully,

In the gentle breeze of summer.

 

Mature, full and ripe,

With new fruit in plenty,

The plant must die

To reap a new harvest.

 

The new seed is divided,

Some for new bread,

The rest to die again

For planting into new life.

 

The grace of God is with you

As you die to the world,

As you yield yourself to Him,

As He calls you to him.

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That does it for this week. May the good Lord  Bless you and keep you safe. Remember to "Always Love The Details."

Moving Forward

 

You never know who is watching and being inspired by how you see life and live it. Paul was the prime example of a life that matters and living it to the end and to the fullest.

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                   I often see others become envious or even

              depressed when someone close to them experiences a

              powerful "revelation" or "touch" from God. It isn't

              the earth shattering religious experience that

              keeps us or makes us whole but the realization

              that every moment we live is an incomprehensible

              touch from God. Life continues but sudden

              experiences fade and become diluted with time.

              Life, on the other hand, renews itself constantly

              and is a constant, living, flowing revelation.

             

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                   I seek in death what my body can answer and

              understand now the answer to what I seek. That

              answer is a question that is short and definite.

              My life will be spent when I finish hearing it.

              My death is my birth and my conception

              was but a thought of my coming to be. I left a

              womb to enter a womb in preparation for death to

              prepare for life. I seek what cannot be found

              until I am still and when I am still I find all

              the answers I seek.

             

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            I am not a Saint nor am I worthy. I cannot be nor

          become  anything but me. The weight of being me is all

          the same cross  to bear as He who bore it first. The

          only difference is I am sinner, He was not. The weight

          of the cross bears down heavily on all who would seek

          Him. He bore my sins at His cross so the one I carry

          would not be beyond my strength. It is not

          removed but shared with my Jesus who loves me.

 

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The Promise

          

            During a storm of rolling thunder, whose power was

released with blinding flashes, a rain fell steadily as if to

cleanse the earth and prepare her for the coming

twilight.  Even as the light failed there came a stillness of

the air and the rain changed to a sparse sprinkle.  An

electric quiet filled the air as all of  heaven and earth

transformed, glowed with golden light.  Houses, trees, air

and sky shown with golden hues.  A great orb of translucent

pink-orange settled on the rim of the earth's shoulder.

Peace abounded and God walked the earth.  His presence

was heralded in the golden light of the promised Jerusalem

as it shown all about.  As He passed by, He touched the sky

with His finger and renewed all His promises with the arch

of a perfect rainbow that reached from earth to heaven to

earth.  Then he breathed a sigh of love and a second

rainbow appeared above the first to gently seal it away

forever within the hearts of all who beheld it.

          

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That is it for this week. May the good Lord bless and keep you safe. Remember to "Always Love The Details."