Jesus – Be Ye Glad!

A Trip of a Lifetime

What can I say about my trip to Israel and Jordan? There are so many memories. I will be telling and writing about this for some time. One of the many things that impressed me was Jerusalem. When entering the tunnel to go to Jerusalem our tour guide played the moving song, “Jerusalem, Jerusalem.”

Israel, Here We Come! ✈

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Along with leading a Bible Study this fall, I have the incredible privilege of traveling to Israel with my sisters. When I return I’ll post some of the sights of modern-day Israel and antiquity of days gone by.

His Eye is on the Sparrow

Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion, My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

What a Friend We Have in Jesus

WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS,
all our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
ev’rything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
all because we do not carry
ev’rything to God in prayer!

It’s Been a Sacrifice

Last week the Bible study I led broke for the summer. There were 8 women who attended. This is a nice number for a Bible study. We studied Philippians, Titus and the Gospel of Matthew inductively.¹

I’m a Broken Vessel

Something beautiful has happened in my life. On this blog I have written about my memory and the concern that this would have a negative effect on leading a Bible study. After praying gobs about it I concluded God would use me in spite of it. Nothing is too difficult for God.

Continue reading I’m a Broken Vessel

Happy Birthday Dad!

Today is my Dad’s birthday. He would have been 95. The song below reminds me of him. It was sung at his funeral thirteen years ago. The picture above also reminds me of dad, accept he was a fly fisherman. Dad was most happy fishing. He brought home some awesome trout. Happy Birthday Dad! 🎂

Do Not Disturb!

I’m not one to normally take to my bed. But when a couple trying circumstances hit at once that’s just what I did. First were feelings of failure then the loss of power, finally helplessness. I shut the bedroom door and went to bed. I was a wreck.

I Believe

I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth; 
And in Jesus Christ His only Son our Lord;
who was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
born of the Virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, dead, and buried;
He descended into hell;
the third day He rose again from the dead;
He ascended into heaven,
and sitteth on the right hand of God the Father Almighty;
from thence He shall come to 
judge the living and the dead. 
I believe in the Holy Spirit; 
the Holy Catholic* Church;
the communion of the saints;
the forgiveness of sin; 
the resurrection of the body;
and the life everlasting.
Amen.

This is My Father’s World

This is my Father's world,
And to my list'ning ears,
All nature sings,
and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Father's world, 
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees,
of skies and seas-
His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father's world,
The birds their carols raise;
The morning light, the lily white
Declares their Maker's praise.
This is my Father's world.
He shines in all that's fair;
In the rustling grass
I hear Him pass, 
He speaks to me ev'rywhere.

This is my Father's world,
O let me ne'er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong
God is the Ruler yet.
This is my Father's world,
The battle is not done;
Jesus who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and heaven be one.

A Church Lady Becomes a Christian

A book¹ I once read quoted this verse, “Those who believe in the Son of God have a testimony of God in them.”² Our testimonies or stories are unique. God wants us to be intentional about sharing them. Mine is about how a church lady became a Christian. This may sound a bit backwards. At the same time, you may relate.

Perfect in Everyway

Are people supposed to be perfect? I’ve been asking myself this question while getting ready for visitors. As soon as we knew they were coming we went into high gear preparing, cleaning and fixing up.

Christ Arose

Christ Arose

Low in the grave He lay – Jesus my Savior!
Waiting the coming day – Jesus my Lord!

Good-bye Winter! Hello Spring!

It’s official. Spring is here. It’s time to say good-bye to winter, warm blankets, cozy slippers, snug socks, comfy robes and cups of hot cocoa. I am definitely a northern girl. I truly like winter!

A Broken Window

When the weather got warm the kids in my neighborhood used to play Ante Over. We would say “Annie-Annie Over” then throw a ball over the house. We used different balls but found a baseball worked the best because throwing over the house was quite a ways over.

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