Sunday, January 15, 2017

The Snowman Who Would Not Melt

It was a sunny spring day in Buford, Georgia. The kids and I went for a walk - tossing our sweaters aside. What a surprise to wake the next morning to 5 inches of snow! As I busied myself in the house, the kids were enlisting the neighbors to help build a BIG snowman - right under my clothes line! Just like in the storybook, they rolled the snowballs round and packed them tight.

Soon the sun was shining and the birds were singing, and the snow disappeared - everywhere but under my clothesline. It seems Mr. Snowman would never melt, and when he did, he left a muddy puddle for me to wade through with my clean white sheets!

I used to love the smell of sheets that had dried in the sun and fresh air, but all these years later I treasure the sound of the kids having fun even more!

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Majestic Sweetness

This old hymn really blessed me this morning. I struggle with sadness in January because my son was so very sick and then died on January 28. Even though it was 21 years ago, I still miss him, but I know he is with Jesus, so I love the thought that Jesus is ''majestic sweetness". Caleb's weak heart gave out, so I cherish the phrase: "Had I a thousands hearts to give, Lord, they should all be Thine."
Maybe there is someone else that this hymn will encourage today. (The nature photos are pretty.)

Friday, January 13, 2017

Song in Your Heart

Three of us ladies in my apartment building started meeting for worship, prayer and Bible study yesterday. It was such a blessing. We are going to study the letters of Paul: Galatians, Ephesians, Philippians, Colossians. It may take us a while!

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

God's Love Has No Limits

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials His multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

Fear not that thy need shall exceed His provision,
Our God ever yearns His resources to share;
Lean hard on the arm everlasting, availing;
The Father both thee and thy load will upbear.

His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.

Annie Flint

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

God is taking your picture

At the end of the day, sometimes I feel like I haven't accomplished a lot, but I came across a journal entry that encouraged me that maybe there are things we do that are worthwhile to other people that we don't even realize.

You know how teachers tell young students," I'm watching to catch someone being good today"? Our Bible study leader, Fawn, said to our team who was visiting the nursing home, "Do you know that God is taking your picture right now, and putting it on his fridge? He is happy that you came to let His love flow through you."

We can preach and sing, and that is good, but something people will remember when we're gone is how we made them feel when we sat with them, listened, smiled, and looked them in the eyes, when we held their hands to pray, or spoke a kind word.