Isaiah 57:1

This verse stood out to me in the last year when I heard of several different sudden deaths of young people who were vibrant Christians, and loved the Lord will their whole hearts and served Him.

The righteous perishes, and no man takes it to heart; merciful men are taken away, while no one considers that the righteous are taken away from evil. Isaiah 57:1

I was reminded of it again when I read this: Edson Girl Murdered

This girl was a member of the Rebelution. My heart aches for the family....

The Harvest is Plentiful...

Today as I canned pears, and lots of tomatoes, I gazed over the baskets and baskets of ripe fruit and thought of the bountiful harvest. Truly the harvest has been very plentiful this year, bushels and bushels of all kinds of delicious fruit and vegetables to stow away, can, or freeze. Tomato harvest is in full swing, pears and plums are ripe also. Yet to be harvested later are carrots, potatoes, squash, cabbages, and apples. Once they are done sometime in October the harvest will all be in. And oh such delicious meals we'll enjoy when the cold winds blow.

The last while the Lord has been impressing on me more and more that the harvest truly is plentiful....but...the labourers are few. Look up! For the fields are white with harvest, the night is coming when no man can work.

Do I care? Do I really care about the souls around me lost in sin, dying? God help me...let me see these people through Your eyes...as You see them. Am I willing to sacrifice all, to face opposition (something I hate, I like to stay on people's good sides) for the sake of the Gospel?

God give me the strength, teach me what to say when the need arises, show me the way in which to walk that will most glorify you.

The harvest truly is plentiful, waiting for the labourers to bring it in. Will the harvest rot in the fields while we enjoy life. How can we sit when so much waits to be done?

The field that the Lord has called me too, is not far over seas, or in distant lands, it is here in my homeland, here within my country's borders....

Lord, the spirit truly is willing but the flesh is weak.

Who will go out into the harvest? Here I am, send me.

Can it Really be Two Years?

The summer months sped by so quickly packed with many wonderful things and with it went my forgotten thoughts about a post on my second blogaversary. I have had this blog a full two years now. Can it really be two years? It's amazing how the time goes. These two years have brought many changes. Some good, some not so good. But the Lord has been faithful each and every day, even when I was faithless. He has guarded me each step, for that I am thankful.

This year especially has held changes, changes from what I've known all my life pretty much. A transition of that of a school student, to a job in the working world. Not that I haven't been working already. Life is work. :)

I'm still going to keep up as much as I am able. A post a month at the very least, but hopefully more often though. By the grace of God.

Only a life lived for others is a life worth living.
Until then my heart shall go on singing, until then with joy I'll carry on, until the day my eyes behold the city, until the day God calls me home.
Rock makes a good foundation, but a poor heart.

Humble we must be if to heaven we go, high is the roof, but the gate is low.
It is to learn after we think we know if all that counts.
Gossip is like a balloon, it gets bigger with every puff.
He who has no money is poor, but he who has nothing but money is poorer.

Compromise make a good umbrella, but a poor roof.
A penny will hide the biggest star in the universe if you hold it close enough to your eye.
Life is like a parachute, you need to get it right the first time.
Let your speech be better than silence, or be silent.
I have faith in Him not in my faith.
Never forget that the most powerful force on earth is love.
God's strength behind you, His love within you, and His arms beneath you are more than sufficient for the days ahead of you.

May the Lord bless you all this year and always.