Thursday, February 24, 2011

Knowing What I Know About Heaven

I bet the trumpets played,
And the angels sang every sweet refrain of Amazing Grace.
And that Heaven’s hands opened up the gate,
And the children danced when they saw your face.
As happy as they were to see you coming,
I was just as sad to have to watch you go.

Knowing what I know about Heaven,
Believing that you’re all the way home.
Knowing that you’re somewhere better,
Is all I need to let you go.
I could hope that I could pray you back,
But why on earth would I do that?
When you’re somewhere life and love never ends,
Knowing what I know about Heaven.

Where every single voice makes a joyful noise,
How sweet the sound when the saints rejoice.
To every broken heart and every wounded soul,
New life begins on streets of gold.
Where every tear is raining here from my eyes,
I know the sun is shining where you are.

Knowing what I know about Heaven,
Believing that you’re all the way home.
Knowing that you’re somewhere better,
Is all I need to let you go.
I could hope that I could pray you back,
But why on earth would I do that?
When you’re somewhere life and love never ends,
Knowing what I know about Heaven.

Monday, February 21, 2011

He Hath Said

"He hath said." — Hebrews 13:5

"If we can only grasp these words by faith, we have an all-conquering weapon in our hand. What doubt will not be slain by this two-edged sword? What fear is there which shall not fall smitten with a deadly wound before this arrow from the bow of God's covenant? Will not the distresses of life and the pangs of death; will not the corruptions within, and the snares without; will not the trials from above, and the temptations from beneath, all seem but light afflictions, when we can hide ourselves beneath the bulwark of "He hath said"? Yes; whether for delight in our quietude, or for strength in our conflict, "He hath said" must be our daily resort. And this may teach us the extreme value of searching the Scriptures. There may be a promise in the Word which would exactly fit your case, but you may not know of it, and therefore you miss its comfort. You are like prisoners in a dungeon, and there may be one key in the bunch which would unlock the door, and you might be free; but if you will not look for it, you may remain a prisoner still, though liberty is so near at hand. There may be a potent medicine in the great pharmacopoeia of Scripture, and you may yet continue sick unless you will examine and search the Scriptures to discover what "He hath said." Should you not, besides reading the Bible, store your memories richly with the promises of God? You can recollect the sayings of great men; you treasure up the verses of renowned poets; ought you not to be profound in your knowledge of the words of God, so that you may be able to quote them readily when you would solve a difficulty, or overthrow a doubt? Since "He hath said" is the source of all wisdom, and the fountain of all comfort, let it dwell in you richly, as "A well of water, springing up unto everlasting life." So shall you grow healthy, strong, and happy in the divine life."
Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Sunday, February 20, 2011

11 After 10

Noah's Ark : Everything I need to know, I learned from Noah's Ark .

ONE: Don't miss the boat.
TWO: Remember that we are all in the same boat!
THREE: Plan ahead. It wasn't raining when Noah built the Ark.
FOUR: Stay fit. When you're 60 years old, someone may ask you to do something really big.
FIVE: Don't listen to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done.
SIX: Build your future on high ground.
SEVEN: For safety's sake, travel in pairs.
EIGHT: Speed isn't always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs.
NINE: When you're stressed, float awhile.
TEN: Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.
ELEVEN: No matter the storm, when you are with God, there's always a rainbow waiting.

10 Suggestions

Someone has written these beautiful words. Read and try to understand the deep meaning of it.
They are like the ten recommendations to follow in life all the time.

1] Prayer is not a "spare wheel" that you pull out when in trouble, but it is a "steering wheel" that directs the right path throughout.

2] Notice how A Car's WINDSHIELD is so large & the Rear view Mirror is so small? Because our PAST is not as important as our FUTURE. So, Look Ahead and Move on.

3] Friendship is like a BOOK. It takes few seconds to burn, but it takes years to write.

4] All things in life are temporary. If going well enjoy it, they will not last forever. If going wrong don't worry, they can't last long either.

5] Old Friends are Gold! New Friends are Diamond! If you get a Diamond, don't forget the Gold! Because to hold a Diamond, you always need a Base of Gold!

6] Often when we lose hope and think this is the end, GOD smiles from above and says, "Relax, sweetheart, it's just a bend, not the end!

7] When GOD solves your problems, you have faith in HIS abilities; when GOD doesn't solve your problems HE has faith in your abilities.

8] A blind person asked a religious man : "Can there be anything worse than losing eye sight?" He replied: "Yes, losing your vision!"

9] When you pray for others, God listens to you and blesses them, and sometimes, when you are safe and happy, remember that someone has prayed for you.

10] WORRYING does not take away tomorrow's TROUBLES; it takes away today's PEACE.
If you really enjoy this, PLEASE pass to others. It may brighten someone's day...

Friday, February 18, 2011

Irish Blessing

Remembered Joy
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all...
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss...
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life's been full, I've savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief—
Don't shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.

Found this Irish Blessing that spoke to me... I miss Momma, but I know that I need to see the sunshine through the clouds, and Trust God to give me the strength to continue serving Him til He comes.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Melancholy Moment

As I sit here on this chilly Wednesday night, my thoughts are meandering through my mind as if they were window shopping. I grab a thought, look at it, and move on without dwelling on any one thing in particular for more then a second or two. Ted's job remains stressful, but I trust God to keep him close and see him through. Even though we rarely see each other anymore, the time we do spend together has been heightened in quality and has become even more precious to me. I thank God every day for the man He gave me to be the leader of my home and the holder of my heart.

I dreamed about Momma again last night. Even in the dream I was conscious of the fact that she wasn't supposed to be in that storyline, and so I spoke up and told her I needed a hug. I knew I would only be able to get it in my dream, but I treasure the memory of Momma's hugs. Tonight the teen ensemble sang my favorite hymn "It is well with my soul".... that has become my theme song for these past years, and I thrill each time I hear the song sung from the heart. Then a song was sung about believing in Heaven and Calvary, but it had a line about watching a loved one die, and I just wanted to bawl. So many people are hurting, going through surgeries, getting sick, saying good bye to loved heart aches to help them all, and I do not have the means to even do anything.
As this started to weigh on me tonight, I felt so burdened and weighted down by the immediate that I lost track of the permanent- my eternal goal.
I need to grasp my theme song and sing it loud and clear. I am about to paste the words to share with all of you and noticed that the site I got it from has stanzas I have never heard before. Thank you Lord for giving me Peace that passeth all understanding!

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!