Monday, October 31, 2016

Your Name, O Lord

Yes, in the path of Your judgments, O Lord,
we wait expectantly for You;
our heartfelt desire is for YOUR NAME
and for the remembrance of You.

Your Name is a strong and mighty tower
Your Name is a shelter like no other
Your Name, let the nations sing it louder
'Cause nothing has the power to save
But Your Name

Paul Baloche

Sunday, October 30, 2016

Sure-footed

Saddle oxfords were all the rage when I was in high school. I begged  Daddy to buy me a pair, but when I put them on the next morning, on my skinny legs they felt like ten-pound weights!

I was so proud of my shoes, but it was pouring rain as I jumped puddles from the bus to the front door of Milton High, trying to keep them clean. As soon as I stepped into the wet foyer, my feet flew out from under me, and I found myself staring up at two strong athletes who set me back on my feet.

Well, I've never been accused of being especially graceful, and I remembered that incident when I read in the Psalms that God helps us in our Christian walk by making us sure-footed when we try to follow in His footsteps.

It is God who arms me with strength,
And makes my way perfect.
He makes my feet like the feet of deer,
And sets me on my high places.
Psalm 18:32-33

I followed this little deer all the way to the end of the sidewalk yesterday
 before she disappeared into the bushes.

Saturday, October 29, 2016

My Song to Jesus

God raised You up
And set You on high
Over all creation
Earth, sea and sky.

Exalted above every earthly king
God's precious, priceless offering
Forever Your song of praise we'll sing
Jesus, name above all names.

From the outer reaches of deepest space
To a tear-stained altar in a humble place
Your mercy extended to the human race
Has shown us the glory of God.
Karen Rice

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Evening Shadows

I remember warm sunny afternoons when we were kids, raking piles of leaves, the scritch scratch of the prongs of the rake, the smell of smoke as PawPaw burned his brush pile at the edge of the street.
Before long the sun would drop below the tree line, and the air would get a sudden chill. We'd hurry up the street toward home - our mouths watering for the gingerbread and baked apples that Mother would have in the oven.

I am linking today with Good Fences

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Questions

When I was grieving the death of my child  and the end of my marriage over 20 years ago, some people told me that Christians are not supposed to grieve, but I know that I grieved, and questioned God.

At Golgotha, even Jesus Christ called out to His Father with a question "My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me" (Mark 15:34b).

I don't think God gets upset by our honest questions. Even though I may not receive an answer this side of eternity for some of my questions, as long as I am pouring out my heart to God, that means I still believe in Him and I know He hears me!

He will be patient with us on our journey of faith. He is the lily of our darkest valley, our safe haven in the storm, and the sunshine after the rain. He is all we need.

Hear my cry, O God;
Attend unto my prayer.
From the ends of the earth
will I cry unto Thee.
When my heart is overwhelmed
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
Psalm 61

Monday, October 24, 2016

A Sure Hope

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
to guide the future surely as He has the past. 
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
all now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
his voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.


Catharina Schlegel, born on  October 22, 1697, penned these words that spoke to me so clearly this morning. With so many changes on the horizon, I can trust that God is still on the throne, and He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. 

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Sunlight

Incredibly gorgeous Saturday in southern Indiana.
An old hymn came to mind as I walked at the park:

Walking in sunlight all of my journey,
over the mountains, through the deep vale;
Jesus has said, "I’ll never forsake thee,"
promise divine that never can fail.
Henry Zelley

Friday, October 21, 2016

My Decorator Was Here

 Kaedyn visited me this week and decorated my bedroom window. 

Here is the Bible passage she is memorizing this week:

For this is the love of God, that we keep his commandments. And his commandments are not burdensome. For everyone who has been born of God overcomes the world. And this is the victory that has overcome the world—
our faith.
1 John 5:3-4

It was so refreshing to see her joy and childlike faith after all the ugliness in the news the past few days. I pray for our nation, especially the children.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Crisp and Sunny Mornin'

A strong breeze was really bringing down the leaves yesterday. Thunderstorms are predicted for next two days. Seems, just when the color is the brightest, the wind and rain bring them down. Oh, well, time for sweaters and umbrellas!

Here's a stanza from Indiana native James Whitcomb Riley's 
"When the Frost is on the Punkin":
They’s something kindo’ harty-like about the atmusfere 
When the heat of summer’s over and the coolin’ fall is here— 
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossums on the trees, 
And the mumble of the hummin’-birds and buzzin’ of the bees; 
But the air’s so appetizin’; and the landscape through the haze 
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days 
Is a pictur’ that no painter has the colorin’ to mock— 
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock. 


Sunday, October 16, 2016

Colorful Walk and a Mischievous Squirrel

I was thrilled to see so much color today on my walk at the park. Early morning, warm sun, gentle breeze - quiet and peaceful...I went to throw away a paper cup, and a feisty squirrel jumped out of the trash can and scared me silly. I tried my best to follow him and get a pic. I kept circling as he inched around and around a tree trunk keeping me just out of range. I believe I heard him chuckling under his breath!
 He won. This photo is from wikimedia!
It reminded me of chasing my little sister Mildred around the house when she was little.
I couldn't catch her either!

Savoring the Season

I am taking in all the bright colors and warm sunbeams I can. 

Praise be to the name of God for ever and ever;
    wisdom and power are his.
He changes times and seasons;
    he deposes kings and raises up others.
He gives wisdom to the wise
    and knowledge to the discerning.


Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Pumpkin Time

Every year the local school takes the primary students on a field trip to the pumpkin patch. The little ones love the actor who plays Johnny Appleseed, and they get to pick apples in the orchard.

I was looking back at Pumpkin Patch pictures and found this one of granddaughter Kaedyn 7 years ago.



Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Shout for Joy

I will not forget you. I made your rebellious acts disappear like a thick cloud and your sins like the morning mist. Come back to me, because I have reclaimed you. Sing with joy, you heavens, because the Lord has done this. Rejoice, you deep places of the earth.

Break into shouts of joy, you mountains, you forests and every tree in them. The Lord has reclaimed Jacob. He will display his glory in Israel.  

Isaiah 44:21-23


Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Reaping a Harvest

When my oldest son was young, he liked to help me decorate our front door for his October birthday with a bunch of Indian corn tied with a pretty ribbon. 
I now live in Indiana, where almost half of the farmland is planted in corn.
When I consider all the potential that God put into a simple kernel of corn, I know we can trust Him to multiply the seeds of kindness we plant and they will bear fruit for years to come. 
Sow with a view to righteousness. Reap in accordance with kindness. Break up your fallow ground, for it is time to seek the Lord until He comes to rain righteousness on you.
Hosea 10:12



Sunday, October 2, 2016

Roses in October

I thought the roses at the park would be gone by now, but there they were this morning to greet me!
Along with a flock of noisy geese.

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Schoolhouse Memories - 1950's

Does anybody remember the icky glue and paste we used in first grade back in the 1950's? And the slimy bar of Ivory soap that was on the sink in the girl's rest room?

But I'll have to say I had some wonderful teachers and great friends .

My brother just went to his 50th class reunion, and mine will be next year!

Here is my class photo from third grade. I'm directly in front of the teacher.

When I asked my 7 year old granddaughter to guess which one was me, she pointed to Mrs. Wallace!