Wednesday, December 30, 2015

He's the Lily of the Valley

One of my favorite songs is "He's the Lily of the Valley". One verse says:

"He will never, never leave me, 
nor yet forsake me here,
While I live by faith and do His blessed will;
A wall of fire about me, I’ve nothing now to fear,
With His manna He my hungry soul shall fill."
Charles Fry

"I...will be a wall of fire all around her, and I will be the glory in her midst"
(Zechariah 2:5).

Nations once built walls to keep their enemies out. Think of all the expense that it cost to build the Great Wall of China. It is useless today as far as national security is concerned.

In our own strength, we cannot store up enough food, stash enough cash, or afford enough insurance to protect ourselves from the troubles of this world.

The only safe place we can ever be is the center of God's will, leaning on Him, listening to His heartbeat. His ways are higher, and He is still on the Throne.

Father God, May we soar so high in Your Spirit that when the enemy looks for us, he is blinded by the Son.

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Remembering Mother

Hands that pulled up anklet socks
and buckled leather shoes.
That rolled my hair in pin-curls
for Sunday morning do's.
Homemade cakes they baked and iced
for family and friends.
They hung out clothes upon the line
secured with wooden pins.
Mother's hands were full of love;
gentle was her touch.
Her hands were busy dawn 'til dark
because she loved so much.

I wrote this in memory of Mother, Peggy Williams

Your love has given me much joy and comfort...
your kindness has often refreshed the hearts of God's people.
Philemon 1:7


At Christmas time we miss our family members who have gone on to Heaven, and treasure wonderful memories.

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Inch Your Body

Kaedyn called out to me:" Come here, Nana, and let me inch your body."

"WHAT?!" I wondered.

I came around the corner to see her holding a tape measure.

"Stand here against the door frame and I will inch you and see how much you've grown," she said.

Tomorrow is my birthday, so she thinks I should have grown taller! (Wider maybe?)

Me...sixty years ago.
I still have the same hair-do!

Friday, December 18, 2015

The Warmth of God's Presence

The kitchen was the warmest sunniest room in the house where I grew up. The alarm clock on the kitchen shelf would buzz and soon I would smell bacon frying and hear the coffee pot percolating. I'd park myself by the heat vent, waiting for Mother to put breakfast on the table.

About this time of year, we'd get the big Sears Roebuck Wish Book in the mail - the one with the toy section! My sister, Mildred, and I would sit together by the heat vent and take crayons and circle every toy we wanted. Talk about positive thinking!

As I remembered that warm scene and our childhood hopes, the Lord reminded me of all the promises in His Book! I think I'll get out the red crayon and underline all my favorites: especially the warmth of His presence.

In Your presence is fullness of joy,
 at Your right hand there are pleasures forevermore. 
Psalm 16:11

Thursday, December 17, 2015

Sweet Hymn Story

Born on September 2, 1809, Lydia Baxter wrote many songs and poems, but only one hymn that was widely known. Though she was sick and confined to bed much of her life, her home was known as a gathering place for friends who came to her for encouragement.
 

Lydia was fascinated by the meanings of names, but the name that meant everything to her was the name of Jesus.

Whenever she was questioned about her cheery disposition despite her physical difficulties, she'd say, “I have a very special armor. I have the name of Jesus. When the tempter tries to make me blue or despondent, I mention the name of Jesus, and the devil can’t get through to me anymore."


Here is a verse from her hymn

Take the name of Jesus ever
as a shield from every snare.
If temptations 'round you gather,

Breathe that holy name in prayer.

Precious name, O how sweet,
Hope of earth and joy of Heaven.

Sunday, December 13, 2015

The Best Is Yet to Come!


A family at church was planning the funeral of their grandmother. They shared the story with the pastor that when they were kids, the large family would gather at Granny's for Sunday dinner. Granny had just enough silverware for the number of relatives, and she would remind them: "Clear your dinner plates, but hold onto those forks!"

Before she served them a slice of her homemade cake, she would have them hold up their fork and say, "The best is yet to come!"

In his remarks at the funeral, the Pastor paid tribute to life filled with love, and reminded them, "The best is yet to come!"

Saturday, December 12, 2015

A Nice Touch at Christmas



Last week at the Christmas luncheon for the senior citizens, we had a huge birthday cake for Jesus. We sang Happy Birthday to You, and at the end, a dear saint added, " And many more!!"

Friday, December 11, 2015

Carols in the Mall


I remember a little girl with the voice of an angel singing "O Little Town of Bethlehem" at Lenox Square Mall (Atlanta) back in the 60's. Our school choir was invited to sing that night. As her voice, so clear and sweet, filled the mall, a hush came over the busy shoppers.

O holy Child of Bethlehem
Descend to us, we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in
Be born to us today
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel 

 Behold a virgin shall be with child, and bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, 

GOD WITH US

Matthew 1:23

Monday, December 7, 2015

Prophet, Priest, and King

I read that the three gifts presented to Jesus by the Magi were prophetic.
Gold represents His Kingship.
Frankincense speaks of His priestly anointing.
Myrrh reminds us of His sacrificial death.

I thought of these lyrics:

How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
O Prophet, Priest and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
John Newton

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Prayer Request

Please pray for my precious missionary friends who are serving unreached people groups and translating the New Testament into their languages. There has been much unrest in the country where they are ministering in the past few months. I pray for their safety and that God's Word will be received by those hearing it for the very first time.

The angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary; for you have found favor with God.  And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall name Him Jesus.  He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High; and the Lord God will give Him the throne of His father David; and He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and His kingdom will have no end.” 
Luke 1:30-33

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Little Red Wagon

God is teaching me that I have to stand up for what is right, even if it costs me.

Bob Norcross told this illustration: When he was a little boy, he got a shiny red wagon for Christmas. It was just what he wanted and he pulled it all around the neighborhood. One evening, his father came home from work, and asked his son, "I didn't see your wagon in the garage. Where is it?"

Bob whimpered, "Somebody stole it."

With a stern authoritative voice, Bob's father told him , "Go get your wagon NOW!"

At that moment, Bob decided He would rather face the neighborhood bully, than the displeasure of his Father. He recovered his wagon!

I admit that I struggle with confrontation and am tempted to be too passive.

My prayer is that I will learn what it means to fight the good fight of faith, believing that, as I obey God, my Heavenly Father will make a way for me.