Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Sunday, May 27, 2012
sunday songs
The hymn ‘Just as I Am’ has been around since 1835.
It became the 'official' invitation song of the Billy Graham Crusades. Many
souls have found Jesus as Savior in response to the simple beauty of this song.
When poet Charlotte Elliott (1789-1871) was 46 years old, an elderly man approached her at a dinner party and asked if she was a Christian. She considered him rude and unkind, and that his question was inappropriate. After the man walked away, Charlotte could not get his question out of her mind so she went to find the man, and asked how to become a Christian. That night she received Jesus as her Lord and Savior. Soon after, she wrote Just as I Am as a testimony to her new found faith, and as a tribute to the man who had told her how to become a Christian just the way she was...
When poet Charlotte Elliott (1789-1871) was 46 years old, an elderly man approached her at a dinner party and asked if she was a Christian. She considered him rude and unkind, and that his question was inappropriate. After the man walked away, Charlotte could not get his question out of her mind so she went to find the man, and asked how to become a Christian. That night she received Jesus as her Lord and Savior. Soon after, she wrote Just as I Am as a testimony to her new found faith, and as a tribute to the man who had told her how to become a Christian just the way she was...
These are the first three verses of the song.
Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
.
As the deer pants for
the water, so my soul longs after You. You alone are my heart's desire and I
long to worship You.
-Martin J. Nystrom
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Sunday, May 20, 2012
We may not always realize
That every thing we do,
Affects not only our lives
But touches others, too!
For a little bit of thoughtfulness
That shows someone you care,
Creates a ray of sunshine
For both of you to share.
Yes, every time you offer
Someone a helping hand ...
Every time you show a friend
You care and understand ...
Every time you have
A kind and gentle word to give ...
You help someone find beauty
In this precious life we live.
For happiness brings happiness
And loving ways bring love;
And Giving is the treasure
That contentment is made of.
...Amanda Bradley
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
my duty
Got a Superior Court Jury Summons in the mail
yesterday. It states: I must report at 8:30 am (I’m not totally sure I can
comply with that time), I can not bring my child, there are no child care
services available for my child should I bring my child, appropriate dress is
required (what is their definition of appropriate?), I must bring my summons, I
must bring any desired reading material (hmmm), and most
importanly...ABSOLUTELY NO WEAPONS ARE ALLOWED IN THE COURTHOUSE, (hmmm, all
captial letters, bold, and underlined). I think I’d better leave my sling shot
at home.
Get this – I get free parking!
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Sunday songs
When the world-renowned lay preacher, Dwight Lyman Moody, lay on his death bed in his Northfield, Massachusetts
home, Will Thompson made a special visit to inquire as to his condition.
The attending physician refused to admit him to the sickroom, and Moody
heard them talking just outside the bedroom door. Recognizing Thompson’s
voice, he called for him to come to his bedside. Taking the Ohio poet-composer by the hand, the dying
evangelist said, “Will, I would rather have written “Softly and Tenderly
Jesus is Calling” than anything I have been able to do in my whole life.”
(Emurian, p. 109)
This hymn was sung in the Academy Award winning movie
Trip to Bountiful (1985), and at a memorial
service for American civil rights leader Martin Luther King, at the Ebenezer
Baptist Church, Atlanta,
Georgia, April
8, 1968.
( Words & Music: Will L. Thompson, in Sparkling Gems,
Nos. 1 and 2, by J. Calvin Bushey (Chicago, Illinois: Will L. Thompson
& Company, 1880)
“Softly and Tenderly”
Softly
and tenderly Jesus is calling,
Calling for you and for me;
See, on the portals He’s waiting and watching,
Watching for you and for me.
Calling for you and for me;
See, on the portals He’s waiting and watching,
Watching for you and for me.
Refrain
Come home, come home,
You who are weary, come home;
Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling,
Calling, O sinner, come home!
You who are weary, come home;
Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling,
Calling, O sinner, come home!
Why
should we tarry when Jesus is pleading,
Pleading for you and for me?
Why should we linger and heed not His mercies,
Mercies for you and for me?
Pleading for you and for me?
Why should we linger and heed not His mercies,
Mercies for you and for me?
Time
is now fleeting, the moments are passing,
Passing from you and from me;
Shadows are gathering, deathbeds are coming,
Coming for you and for me.
Passing from you and from me;
Shadows are gathering, deathbeds are coming,
Coming for you and for me.
O
for the wonderful love He has promised,
Promised for you and for me!
Though we have sinned, He has mercy and pardon,
Pardon for you and for me.
Promised for you and for me!
Though we have sinned, He has mercy and pardon,
Pardon for you and for me.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
tears for Anaia
Yesterday afternoon, I had to stop by a lab for blood tests. (Ouch!) There was just one woman, ‘Maisha’, working the check-in window and drawing blood. When I sat down waiting for the needle stick, I saw some adorable pictures of a baby girl displayed on one wall. One was of her first birthday wearing a princess crown. So sweet! I asked Maisha how old she was now, and she said Anaia, her granddaughter, was 18 months old.
I couldn’t find the right words to say when Maisha told me Anaia had an inoperable brain tumor. She told me about the struggles and about the radiation treatments and about the chemo treatments and about how that precious baby still played and still smiled and still ‘talked’. That brought tears to my eyes. Maisha wanted to know why, what terrible sins had she committed to be passed on to Anaia? She wanted to know why, why, why Anaia? And, why not her? I told Maisha that I would pray daily for Anaia, for her mother, and for her. As I was leaving, we shared a teary hug.
I’m so ashamed and disappointed with myself. Why couldn’t I explain the two Bible verses? For me, even researching commentary after commentary, I still don’t know if I could.
You shall not worship them or serve them; for I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children, on the third and the fourth generations of those who hate Me, but showing loving kindness to thousands, to those who love Me and keep My commandments.
Exodus 20:5-6 NAS
I’ve decided to write a note to Maisha and drop it by the lab. I hope my note will somehow make it clear that her sins aren’t the reason for Anaia’s cancer. This family has heavy hearts and I pray that God will strengthen and comfort them every step of the journey they must take. May God be glorified in the life of Anaia.
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