Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Tell Me the Stories

Kaedyn is learning to read so quickly in first grade. She was reading the story of Noah and the ark and together, we colored this poster for her bedroom wall.
I was thankful for the stories of God's miracles recorded in His Word this morning as I read in Psalms 102:18,
This will be written for the generation to come, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord.

Tell me the story of Jesus
Write on my heart every word.
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.
Fanny Crosby

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Only One Life - C.T. Studd

A retired missionary couple were honored at our church Sunday. On his 70th birthday, Brother Joel Ragains quoted part of this famous poem.

Two little lines I heard one day,
Traveling along life’s busy way;
Bringing conviction to my heart,
And from my mind would not depart;
Only one life, twill soon be past,
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, yes only one,
Soon will its fleeting hours be done;
Then, in ‘that day’ my Lord to meet,
And stand before His Judgment seat;
Only one life,’twill soon be past,
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
C.T. Studd

Monday, August 29, 2016

Seek His Face

“May God in his mercy lead us through these times; 

but above all, may he lead us to himself.” 

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Future Teacher!

Granddaughter Kaedyn visited me on Saturday and brought her birthday present - a portable teacher kit. She had studied the US map and showed me with her pointer all the states her Uncle Cameron had driven through on his move from Kansas City to Newark NJ. I think she will make a great school teacher one day!

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Rose Garden

I was remembering my visit three summers ago to the Smith Rose Garden in Kansas City.  I was struck with the thought that the perfumed air and vivid colors were just a taste of heaven.
Mother loved to hear George Jones sing.
How beautiful heaven must be.
Sweet home of the happy and free 
Fair haven of rest for the weary
How beautiful Heaven must be

Pure waters of life there are flowing
And all who drink may be free
Rare jewels of splendor are glowing
How beautiful Heaven must be