Happy Canada Day!

Happy Canada Day to all my fellow Canadians! I hope you all have a beautiful day!


"He shall have dominion also from sea to sea, and from the river unto the ends of the earth." Psalm 72:8

This Is The Time I Must Sing

I heard this beautiful song yesterday and wanted to share it with you all.

I have tasted of freedom, I can go where He's leading,
For shackles can hold me no more.
I have learned of life's essence and I stand in His presence
And sing with my heart, "He is Lord."

Keep silent ye mountains, ye fields and ye fountains
For this is the song I must sing;
It's the time to sing praises to the Rock of the Ages,
And this is the time I must sing.

There are days filled with sorrow and plans for tomorrow,
But this is the time I must sing.
And I know there's a reason why in His own season
God gives me a song I can sing.

If the rocks would cry out should His praises die out,
The stones must keep silent as long.
As I've breath for the singing His praise will keep ringing,
And I will keep singing my song.
by William J & Gloria Gaither

Rain = Growth

"If it never rained, we'd never grow." It's a quote I keep quoting to myself and to my friends. It's so true. The rain is so important in the spring. Without it, the world would not be the beautiful green that it is. Without the raking, cleaning, pruning, mowing, rolling, ... etc.. that I do in the spring the lawns would not be half so nice. But even all that...without the rain, will help nothing. For it's the rain that waters, refreshes, rejuvenates, and brings the rainbow. Without the rain, there is never any rainbow. The rainbow comes when the sun begins to shine again. And while it rains, it's in faith that we know that the sun will shine once again in its splendor.

But we often feel that "when it rains, it pours." Which is often true. And many times we are afraid to bravely lift our faces to the rain and allow it to wash away all the dust and grime that had accumulated in the heat of the day. We want to hide from it, to protect ourselves, and hide our faces, complaining about the rain. Not realizing it's for our good. Our growth.

If life is all sunshine, we sail along, we live and laugh, but we grow cold and stagnant, and eventually begin to whither and die. And unless the rain comes we will die and decay and become useless. But the Lord loves His children too much to not send the rain. But will we drink up the refreshing , living waters and allow them to pour into our souls and do the reviving work it's meant to do? Or will we hide our faces and gripe and complain? We'll never grow.

Suffering is never pleasant, you would never wish it on anyone. but when it comes. When you feel as though life is overwhelming you, that it's just too much for you to handle at once. It's true, it is, but you're not meant to carry it alone. Take it all to Jesus. He'll carry it for you, He'll refresh you with His living waters and revive you for the battle ahead. Rest in Him. Drink the living water. Allow Him to carry you. He will be your refuge and your strong tower in the midst of a wicked and perverse generation.

And always remember the rainbow is only and always after the rain when the sun begins to shine again through it all.

Living the Life

Grace and peace to you all.

Wow, I can hardly believe it's been a month since I last wrote here. But sometimes living life takes over the importance of writing about life. I took sort of a hiatus from the internet for a little while. A week that I wasn't on the computer. And the rest of the time when I was on I didn't have time for much. Oh my. But many of my friends were all here. The fellowship was wonderful. The quality time spent together was special. The delicious smells wafted through out the house for quite a few days as all the aunts, sisters, and mothers baked many, many delicious goodies. The team work as all of us young people worked together to transform an arena. Great-uncle took one look around and his experienced hand was soon pruning many bushes and trees and plants around my family's home. He spent hours weeding, cleaning up, and brushing up the place. Doing the many little things that the rest of us would never have had time for.

You see, we had all gathered together to see my brother united to his beloved bride in Holy Matrimony. It was a special day of joy and fellowship for us all. And we all cheered for them as they sped off into the darkening night amidst exploding fireworks. It was a perfect ending to a beautiful day!

And so as I lived I forgot to write. My blog, and my paper journal have been sadly neglected. I have so much to write, and yet I still have not moved back into my own room yet, having given it up for visitors. And it will be another two weeks before I do. But I'll have to find time to write before then, while it's all still fresh.

The long walks, the long talks, the quality time, the car rides, the singing, special times. Memories for a life time. I grin as I look at all the pictures. Now only a memory. But special ones. We've already decided we all want to get together again and no, we can't wait for another wedding. :)

This spring has been amazing, it has not been without it's trials, oh no, not at all. But God has been so good. Isn't He always? I've been loving planting, the last few years I didn't have time to help with it. But this year I do. And I love that. The vibrancy in the air makes me sing.

I'm excited about the Day when we'll all be together around that great white throne to fellowship together in praise to our Almighty God and Saviour for eternity. To never part again. Will you be there to join us?

I have to take a look in my notebook, I know I have much to share. And I'll try to share it as time goes on.

Blessings and peace to you all my dear readers.

A Stranger Come to Call

If He should knock upon your door
What would the Saviour find?
Would you be glad to let Him come inside?
And should He glance upon the shelf to see what fills your mind,
Would there be books that you would like to hide?
Could you sit right down and talk to Him as to a treasured friend?
Would your lips reveal a love that burns for all,
Or would you have to watch your words for fear that they might show,
The Lord was just a stranger come to call?

If Jesus Christ should come one day a-knocking at your door,
Would you refuse at first to let Him in?
Then try to hide or change the things that you'd been living for,
Though all along you knew it to be sin?
Would you take Him to a secret place where daily you had prayed,
Knowing well His love could keep you lest you fall?
Or would you heavy-hearted be as suddenly you found,
The Lord was just a stranger come to call?
-Author Unknown

I've had this song for years, my family heard it on an old tape of ours. I don't know who wrote it, and it was just copied the words, so I don't have the music written. But it's a beautiful song, with a depth of meaning to it. I hope you were blessed to read it.

He Could Have Called

They bound the hands of Jesus in the garden where He prayed;
They led Him thro' the streets in shame.
They spat upon the Savior so pure and free from sin;
They said, "Crucify Him; He's to blame."

Refrain
He could have called ten thousand angels
To destroy the world and set Him free.
He could have called ten thousand angels,
But He died alone, for you and me.

Upon His precious head they placed a crown of thorns;
They laughed and said, "Behold the King!"
They struck Him and they cursed Him and mocked His holy name
All alone He suffered everything.

When they nailed Him to the cross, His mother stood nearby,
He said, "Woman, behold thy son!"
He cried, "I thirst for water," but they gave Him none to drink.
Then the sinful work of man was done.

To the howling mob He yielded; He did not for mercy cry.
The cross of shame He took alone.
And when He cried, "It's finished," He gave Himself to die;
Salvation's wondrous plan was done.

By Ray Overholt

A Powerful Message

I recommend that you watch this video. You will be blessed.

"I'm Petrified!"