Thursday, December 31, 2009

I love this!

Monday, December 21, 2009

The Grinch's dog.....

And Mine. (Actually my brother's. I will not claim her!)

Yikes. She got shaved in the middle of winter. She looks just a little bit like a freak.

Poor Little Bit!

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Not without design does God write the music of our lives. Be it ours to learn the tune, and not be dismayed at the "rests." They are not to be slurred over, not to be omitted, not to destroy the melody, not to change the keynote. If we look up, God Himself will beat the time for us. With the eye on Him, we shall strike the next note full and clear.
If we sadly say to ourselves, "There is no music in a 'rest,'" let us not forget "there is the making of music in it." The making of music is often a slow and painful process in this life. How patiently God works to teach us! How long He waits for us to learn the lesson! ~Ruskin

And, might I say, ditto for trills? I am not very good at playing piano slowly, giving each rest its full measure, but neither am I able to fly through the trills. Although, unlike the rests, they are clearly meant to be beautiful, they are much more difficult to make so. I tend to stumble through them instead of clearly playing each note for the instant it should be heard. But it is still true that God patiently works to teach us through them, and no matter how difficult it seems to us, He is there to make all things easy. Whether your life is pausing for a whole rest (1-e-&-a, 2-e-&-a, 3-e-&-a, 4--e--&--a... they take forever!) or attempting to whirl through a trill full of sharps or flats (afraid of missing the right note and hitting a wrong one, fingers tangling, counting off - it sounds terrible to us and we feel we shall never get it right), or even if right now you are easily playing a part you know and love, "He hath made every thing beautiful in his time". Whether you can hear the melody in it or not, as long as HE is writing the music in your life, it will be beautiful. Keep your eyes on Him!

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Having somewhat to do with the last post...

Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions. Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me. Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom. Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice. Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me. Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit. Then will I teach transgressors thy ways; and sinners shall be converted unto thee. Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation: and my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness. O Lord, open thou my lips; and my mouth shall shew forth thy praise. For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: thou delightest not in burnt offering. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.

Something to think about...

1 John 4:15, 18, 20
Whosoever shall confess (to accent, consent, promise, consent to the desire of another, speak agreeable to fact and truth, celebrate with public praise, profess, confess or publicly acknowledge: tell people) that Jesus is the Son of God, God dwelleth in Him and he is in God. There is no fear (fearfulness, timidity, shrinking away from, fear, fleeing, running away from: shirking that confession) in love; but perfect love casteth out fear... he that feareth is not made perfect in love. He that loveth not his brother (and what is more unloving that letting him go on in ignorance of salvation?) whom he hath seen, how can he love God, whom he hath not seen?

Saturday, December 5, 2009

His Thoughts Said... His Father Said... - Amy Carmichael

His thoughts said, "If only things continued in a regular order I would find it much easier to maintain a restful spirit, but as it is, there is no continuance in anything, ever."
His Father said, "Think it not strange if it be so. Thou hast here no continuing city; thou art seeking one to come. Thees changes are merely the changeful landscape of thy life as thou travelest to the City which hath foundations. But thy journey may be restful; if thou art inwardly at rest nothing outward can disturb thee. Peace always under all conditions - that is my word for thee. Do not let it slip. Do not drift away from it. Hold it fast; for it is not a vain thing for thee, because it is thy life."

The son wondered how it could be possible to sit in heavenly places in Christ Jesus when life was so full of interruptions. Hardly an hour was without something that broke its ordered flow.
One day as he sat by a mountain stream he noticed the lovely way of water when interrupted by the boulders that broke its ordered flow. The river turned each into an occasion for beauty. And he understood that it was possible to live the river's way if only he took the interrupting things, not as interruptions, but as opportunities, and indeed as very part of life.
And while he sat there by the water, his dear Lord said to him, "As the ripples of the river glance up to the light, let they heart glance up to Me in little looks of love very often through the day."

His thoughts said, "I am ashamed because of my poverty of love and my interrupted obedience."
His Father said, "I know it all. I know thee as thou art and yet I love thee."
His thoughts said, "I often pray to be delivered from slothfulness that all the spaces of my time may be fruitfully filled by Thee; and yet the spaces seem to me quite empty, and the little that is done is so imperfectly done that I am ashamed."
His Father said, "Commit thine empty spaces to Me, and let thy trust be in the tender mercy of thy God forever and ever. I will perfect thine imperfections."


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