Saturday, December 29, 2007

A helpful song

This is my Father’s world, and to my listening 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, declare 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 everywhere.

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 Heav’n be one.

This is my Father’s world, dreaming, I see His face.
I ope my eyes, and in glad surprise cry, “The Lord is in this place.”
This is my Father’s world, from the shining courts above,
The Beloved One, His Only Son,
Came—a pledge of deathless love.

This is my Father’s world, should my heart be ever sad?
The lord is King—let the heavens ring. God reigns—let the earth be glad.
This is my Father’s world. Now closer to Heaven bound,
For dear to God is the earth Christ trod.
No place but is holy ground.

This is my Father’s world. I walk a desert lone.
In a bush ablaze to my wondering gaze God makes His glory known.
This is my Father’s world, a wanderer I may roam
Whate’er my lot, it matters not,
My heart is still at home.



This a song that keeps me knowing that this world is Gods and is to be seen as his and that we as his people and creation are to obey him as The Creator. Its nice to just stop in the middle of the day and think about what God has done for us and what he created. It puts a whole new out look at the world and makes you feel better and happy. The Joy of the Lord is what I like to call it.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

My day

Today I had to go to work and guess what my alarm clock didn't work. I wake up 7:12. and remember that I was supposed to have been there at 7:00. I had to wake up my mom. and get ready. and by the time I got to work its was 7:30. so sort of a bad morning. but I was not in trouble. due to the the fact that it hasn't opened yet. its doesn't open until 10:00. but I had to help empty the truck. so I was needed. the rest of the day was good and no problems.
now I'm home and I have a boredom state. but I don't know how I would be, I have a family of seven plus to babies in the house. but Its gotten quiet. Oh and guess what. the Haps won. 5 to 2. And right now I'm going to be removing any computer games that are not acceptable.




Here is a picture of a big dog and a horse to size. I want that Dog.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Two great songs.

I gave My life for thee, My precious blood I shed,
That thou might ransomed be, and raised up from the dead
I gave, I gave My life for thee, what hast thou given for Me?
I gave, I gave My life for thee, what hast thou given for Me?

My Father’s house of light, My glory circled throne
I left for earthly night, for wanderings sad and lone;
I left, I left it all for thee, hast thou left aught for Me?
I left, I left it all for thee, hast thou left aught for Me?

I suffered much for thee, more than thy tongue can tell,
Of bitterest agony, to rescue thee from hell.
I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee, what hast thou borne for Me?
I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee, what hast thou borne for Me?

And I have brought to thee, down from My home above,
Salvation full and free, My pardon and My love;
I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, what hast thou brought to Me?
I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, what hast thou brought to Me?




Sometimes, and I wish not as often, I feel like I had to much pride and didn't want to give, I didn't want to leave, I didn't want to bring, or bare anything for anyone. the song puts me to shame in those times, and God used it to wake me up again. the old sin nature is something I have to live with. and I can't let it take me down.



Take my life, and let it be consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
Take my moments and my days; let them flow in ceaseless praise.
Take my hands, and let them move at the impulse of Thy love.
Take my feet, and let them be swift and beautiful for Thee.

Take my voice, and let me sing always, only, for my King.
Take my lips, and let them be filled with messages from Thee.
Take my silver and my gold; not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect, and use every power as Thou shalt choose.

Take my will, and make it Thine; it shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart, it is Thine own; it shall be Thy royal throne.
Take my love, my Lord, I pour at Thy feet its treasure store.
Take myself, and I will be ever, only, all for Thee.


These two together help me a lot just by hearing them.


Monday, December 24, 2007

Christmas

Christmas its right around the corner. waiting to be found waiting to be another of your holidays. if only you knew what it was that we have Christmas for. If only you knew of the One who came, If only you listened to his call. and now you nailed to a tree. to be a sacrifice for me.to be a sacrifice for thee. I wish you knew. what you were doing. I wish I wasn't one of thee, that put him there, on the tree. It hurt to me to hear him say, oh thee of little faith. and after he said "it is finished" I stood there as if with the soldier and said with him "certainly this was a righteous man". I praise him for his last few words as he said "Father forgive them for they know not what they do".


I know this post has almost nothing to do with the name. but thats what comes to mind after I read the birth, is after we killed him.

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Friends

Given from God, Used of God, Help from God. I love my friends, Like in John 15:13, And if I ever had to do that. I pray for the strength. I would be almost nothing without my friends. they are a big part of my life. My greatest thank is to God for is own son, a friend of sinners. Words fail me. for the love that they have given and that God has given. I can't say much more. I.... I would not be the same person if my christian friends were not here. I fear I would have a hard time accepting it. don't you guys move away.

Moment by Moment and Come Thou Fount

Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine;
Living with Jesus, a new life divine;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine,
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.

Refrain

Moment by moment I’m kept in His love;
Moment by moment I’ve life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.

Never a trial that He is not there,
Never a burden that He doth not bear,
Never a sorrow that He doth not share,
Moment by moment, I’m under His care.

Refrain

Never a heartache, and never a groan,
Never a teardrop and never a moan;
Never a danger but there on the throne,
Moment by moment He thinks of His own.

Refrain

Never a weakness that He doth not feel,
Never a sickness that He cannot heal;
Moment by moment, in woe or in weal,
Jesus my Savior, abides with me still.

Refrain





Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,
Till released from flesh and sin,
Yet from what I do inherit,
Here Thy praises I’ll begin;
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.



These are some of my favorite songs.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Wendys

uhrg not the best place to work. The times are flexible but the fact of now I have five girls liking me at work, its annoying. One of them has pointed ears like an elf, and happened to walk right up to me today and ask, Whats your name, just randomly. and some other things at make me not want to work on Saturdays. the actual work there is good, and pay, and everyone is friendly. and some overly friendly. My friend, Scott, at work his Dad fell off his house today and I think Broke his leg. he fell 16 feet on to cement driveway. So anyone reading this post please pray for him.