A Spring Blog Makeover

It's spring, a time for fresh beginnings and I thought it was time to update the look of the blog. My friend Katie from Fun Home Things helped me find the perfect look for this blog that better represents who I am and want I want to share with you.

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My Praise

O God, I ask, why’d you choose me?  Why me? 

           You who set the world in place, who made each bird to sing. 

Who with one stroke made mountains tall and all the seas to be.

O God, why me, why me?

Each blade of grass you make to grow, the mighty oak, the tiny toad.

            Each star is there because of you, the sun, the moon, the oceans blue.

The seasons all, you made them.  The warm, the cool, the spring and fall.

                        O God, the wonder of it all.

And then with paint brush in your hand, you paused, and then created man. 

           Man to fellowship with you, to talk, to walk, to listen to.

O God, O God, ‘twas man you wanted to reflect your goodness, power,

and yes, O God, your grace.

Then man did sin and once again you set in place your plan.

            A babe, your Son, would come to earth to pay the price of sin men bore.

He left your side, where all was good, where pain was not a part,

 and felt my sins as on that cross they nailed His hand.

O the hurt you must have felt as Jesus wept 

           and asked to pass this cup from Him, as there He knelt.  

I can’t begin to comprehend the love it took for sinful man. 

Now Lord, I ask again of you, why me, why me did you so choose?

           You saved me and I’m now your child.  From out of sin you lifted me,

to higher ground you set me free. 

So richly blessed in many ways, you wipe my tears and brighten days.

Why me, O God,  I ask?

I don’t deserve to have so much, to know your love, your peace, your grace.

           O yes that’s it!  Is that it Lord?   It’s grace that made it so.

Not because of who I was, or what I’d done or would become,

but grace, just grace - and now I see.

O God, my God who did create it all, whose power is seen in all you’ve done.

           I cannot keep from praising you, you are my song, my very breath, my all in all.

I’ll shout it now for evermore, yes Lord I know, yes Lord I know,

           You did it all for me,and, yes, ‘twas grace that made it so.

 

Isaiah 43:2

For the deep waters of life, for the darkest of nights, 
For the hurts of this world, for my search for right - I thank you God.

For its in the deep water and throughout the night,
Its in every hurt and in wrongs made right - You are God, You are there.

You loved me and called my name.  Thank you God.

Thoughts on Psalm 18

“I love you, O Lord, my strength.  The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.  He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.  I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies.”

I love these words and the promise found here.  As I read this verse this morning, I remembered specific times when words were more than a promise, I lived them!  I continued to find reminders in this Psalm of His response to me as I called on Him in verses like verse 6 from the NASV,

“In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried to my God for help; He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry for help before Him came into His ears.”

When I call out to God for help I am acknowledging that I can’t do it by myself.  He hears "my" voice.  This verse tells me – "He hears me.”  He knows it is me, not just “a” voice crying out.  That means He knows all about me and He knows where I’m coming from in my distress.  The verse goes on to say, “my cry for help comes before Him into His ears.”  The Amplified Bible says “into His very ears.”  Oh how I love how personal that is to me, to you, as we call out to Him.

I continued to read Psalm 18 as the verses that follow describe His response (my paraphrase): 

The earth trembled, the foundations of the mountains shook – he was angry

Smoke rises from his nostrils and his mouth spits fire.  He parts the heavens and comes down with dark clouds under his feet

He soars on the cherubim on the wings of the wind,  Darkness is his covering as dark rain clouds the sky.

As hailstones and bolts of lightning come he shoots his arrows and scatters my enemies.

               

And just as the valleys of the sea are exposed and the depths of the earth lie uncovered. . .

He reaches down from on high and takes hold of me as he pulls me out of deep waters.  

              

He rescued me from my enemy, from those who were too strong for me.

My enemy had confronted me in my distress, but the Lord was my support!  He rescued me because he delighted in me.

As I read these words it was for me better than any action movie I’ve ever seen, more riveting than any account I’ve ever read from the most exciting book.  Why, you ask?  Because this is real and I know - that’s My God. 

He Loves Me.          He Is My Strength.          He Is My Rock.          He Is My Deliverer!

“The Lord is my light and my salvation - Whom shall I fear!  The Lord is the stronghold of my life – of whom shall I be afraid?”  Psalm 27:1

My Valentine to God

Valentine Day!  The holiday when all hearts turn to love and all of the advertisements tell us we need this giant teddy bear or that large box of chocolates to express our love to someone special in our life.  In addition to all the words of encouragement to express our love to another, this month most of the scripture I’ve been reading has been about love.  My thoughts were definitely on love! 

As I reflected on love and God and a gift I was given for Valentine's Day, I began to realize that far too often I am much quicker and also more verbal in expressing my excitement and gratitude about a gift someone gives than I am in expressing my joy and gratitude about the day to day things God provides.  I keep an ongoing list that I started several months ago about the simple things for which I’m grateful and today I want to share just a part of that list with you.  These thoughts were taken straight from my Journal.  Perhaps you can relate to some of them and have your own time of gratitude to God as well.  

Eyes to read

       The sun as it shines on wet grass

              The feel of dirt in my hands

                      God knows me, yet still He loves me

                              The last hydrangea of the season

                                      God’s Word.

Laughter

       Healing

              Laundry

                      Broken seashells

                              A good night’s sleep

                                    Yellow butterfly.

People different than me

       Busy days

              My past

                        Bugs that bite and cream that heals

                                 Cell phones you can silence

                                         My journal.

Order brought from chaos

         Strength to work.

                 New experiences at my age

                          Noise in the house and the quietness that follows

                                   Not knowing what tomorrow may bring

                                            A difficult day.

Fresh starts.

        Answered prayers

                  Knowing He hears

                        The one who controls nature

                              Missionaries who go

                                      A red VW Beetle my husband surprised me with.  

And, yes, it was that gift that began this reflection and realization once again that all good and perfect gifts are from God above.  

God first showed His love for us by sending His Son to die for our sins.  John 3:16 in the Phillips translation reads like this, "For God loved the world so much that he gave His only Son, so that everyone who believes in him should not be lost, but should have eternal life."  

Thank you God that you gave the ultimate gift, Your Son, as an expression of your love for the me. Thank you for painting pictures of your love for me each and every day in the little things of life.  I want to always express my love for You and for all you do for me with even more joy and gratitude than I do for other gifts.  I love you God, forever and ever, Amen.

Valentine from God

“Hey there!  Hey there, over here, look up just a bit I’m talking to you.”

“Who me?”

“Yes of course you.  Who else comes to you in a small quiet voice?

I’ve been thinking about you again.  I think of you all the time but especially have I thought of you as the world is talking about love and candy, flowers and bears.  It seems like everyone is talking about love and how to show someone they care.  That’s what made me think of you.  Can I ask you the question of the day, “Would you be my Valentine?”

Now I don’t have a dozen roses or any of the things advertised on TV for you today but I have been trying to tell you how much I love you.

After all, just for you I created the world just for you.  The seasons, the flowers, the oceans and snow capped mountains – all of it.  Just for you to enjoy every day. 

And you know, it wasn’t just the world I created, I even designed and planned to the last detail YOU.  I know you so well.  I shaped you first inside, then out; I formed you in your mother’s womb.  You are marvelously and wonderfully made!  I have watched you grow from conception to today.  Each and every day of your life is on my radar screen.  I have a plan, a wonderful plan for you.  I get pretty excited when I think about it and I hope you do too.

Not only did I form you, I keep track or every step you take, every sleepless night you have.  Why I even keep every single tear you shed I keep in a bottle with your special name on it.

My love doesn’t just stop there.  I am with you as you confront every enemy and every battle.  I am there, by your side, ready to hold your hand or carry you over the rough terrain, ready to take charge and take control, as you let me.

Even though I know your every thought and every deed, I continue to love you.  Nothing will ever come between the two of us.  You can read of my love and my promises to you in my Word, which I long to implant in your heart.

I am always faithful and will keep my promises.  Even if you are not faithful, I still am steadfast in my love to you.

Now, like I said, it’s not roses – but then I created the roses.  It isn’t candy, but every ingredient in those chocolates was created by me.  It isn’t a cuddly bear, but I long to wrap my arms around you and let you rest in me.  Now, may I ask again, “Would you be my Valentine?  Would you please be mine?”

I love you,

God

Psalm 1:1-3 Meditation

Psalm 1:1-3 NIV

“Blessed is the one who does not walk in step with the wicked or stand in the way that sinners take or sit in the company of mockers, but whose delight is in the law of the Lord, and who meditates on his law day and night.  That person is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither – whatever they do they prosper.”

Dear God,

As I sit here this morning determined to spend time in Your Word before the day “happens,” I was struck by this verse.

What a refreshing picture your Word has planted in my mind.  I see an oasis where you would find trees planted near the water, ready to refresh and nourish those traveling in a hot dessert.  As I think about that scene it makes me want to pull up my chair and just meditate on You this morning.  God, you know I have had those times in my life when I felt so empty and dry or so busy I longed to just sit and think, to just stop the merry-go-round of this thing called “life.”  

I guess that’s what caught my attention as I read this Psalm.  God’s Word is that refreshing water to a dry and weary (and busy) soul.  I used to say I really didn’t have the time to sit and meditate.  But you know it doesn’t need to be an hour or more.  It doesn’t even need to be 30 minutes.  But if we could just give our attention to God’s Word for perhaps five minutes in the morning, God will bless our effort and we can meditate on it the rest of the day.  Just like The Message version of verse 2 says, “instead you thrill to God’s Word, you chew on Scripture day and night.”  I am reminded of Psalm 51 when David was in the dessert of Judah.  He said, “You, God, are my God, earnestly I seek you; I thirst for you, my whole being longs for you in a dry and parched land where there is no water.”

God that’s what I seek this morning.  I want the desire to spend time in the Word.  I want it to be a priority in my life.   That’s my prayer today, Lord, I ask for the desire, for that thirst for your living water.  For the satisfaction that only comes from you.  Amen.