Jane Austen Eat Your Heart Out

God is so romantic

He brings me flowers every day
He sings to me in wind and waves
Gives me diamonds in the night sky
And at my feet in snowflakes bright
He always finds a special way
To tell me all He wants to say.
God is so romantic

He calls me with the kindest voice
Gives me a brand new name of choice
He always wants me in His care
Looks out for me no matter where
He gives me company when I’m alone
And whispers that I am His own
God is so romantic

He paints me pictures morn and night
Gave me a mansion that’s just right
He cares though I am gray and old
And warms me when my heart is cold
He has all riches in His name
And everyone speaks of His fame
God is so romantic

He leads me with a steady hand
He is a shelter from the bad
Whenever I faint, fail, or fall
He’s by my side to help me up
For my pain His arms open wide
He holds me when I need to cry
God is so romantic

He is mighty, brave, and strong,
Commands an army of His own
He feeds me with the living bread
And gives me life when all is dead
He bids me drink right from His well
And saves my soul from darkest hell
God is so romantic

*Sigh*

And what have I to give to Him
Oh nothing, nothing but my sin

-Nelda Baer

Love it! Love it! Love it!

Here is my challenge of the week. It is so easy to say "be humble, be like Jesus, be loving, die to self," but what does it mean in my day to day walk, in my relationships, in my heart and house? This is one for my fridge.

DYING TO SELF

When you are forgotten or neglected or purposely set at naught, and you don't sting or hurt with the insult or the oversight, but your heart is happy, being counted worthy to suffer for Christ-that is dying to self.

When your good is evil spoken of, when your wishes are crossed, your advice disregarded or your opinions ridiculed, and you refuse to let anger rise in your heart or even to defend yourself, but take it all in patient, loving silence-that is dying to self.

When you lovingly, patiently bear any disorder and irregularity, any unpunctuality or any annoyance- when you come face to face with waste, folly,extravagance, spiritual insensibility-and endure it as Jesus endured it-that is dying to self.

When you are content with any food, any offering, any raiment, any climate, any society, any solitude, any interruption by the will of God-that is dying to self.

When you never refer to your self in conversation, or to record your own good works, or itch after commendation, when you can truly love to go unknown-that is dying to self.

When you can see your brother or sister have his or her needs met and can honestly rejoice in spirit and can feel no envy nor question God, while your own needs are far greater and in more desperate circumstances- that is dying to self.

When you can receive correction and reproof from one of less stature than yourself and can humbly summit inwardly as well as outwardly, finding no rebellion or resentment rising up within your heart- that is dying to self.

by Bill Briton

One Snowflake

One snowflake

-Nelda Baer

I walk in the snow
Into the sun
Waves and waves of diamonds gleam
They glitter like sparks
As the sun catches them

Each one for a moment
I stop, they beam

If it were God walking here
And I, a small snowflake
I’d shine just for Him
Reflecting the light
Of His only Son.
My life will be gone
In one fleeing second
So I’ll brighten the spot
Where I came to rest.

B-day

Today is my 1st blog birthday. A whole year in blog land and what am I ahead for it? I’ve “met” some wonderful, fun, faithful, people like the carebear family who have shown me that you can have an abundance of fun while you are bearing the burden of the day, also the Reimer family who are fighting cancer. I’ve learned a lot more about computing. Keeping in touch with Diane and taking a peak into Barbra’s blog has been encouraging too. MH thanks for being so brave, wink, wink. Your comments are much appreciated.

I have been seriously considering why I do it and here are all the reasons.

Why do I do it?

• I’ve always had diaries, and somehow they were not really full of news, but more about the struggles of my heart. I have always found that writing things down helps me to see them more clearly, figure things out, and find what is really important to me, because life does get very complicated sometimes.
  
• I love writing, poems, telling stories, and reading, and how do you become better at it? Practice!
  
• This blog has been dedicated to God and His work so I can only hope that he can find a use for it. If I could just encourage or help one soul or bring them closer to God by telling them of my trials, it would all be worth it, and people do tell me that they are encouraged.


• It is also a way to stay in touch with some of my dear friends who never comment. So I don’t have to write what I’m doing 17 times.
  
• I have a need to express and create that I have to satisfy, it’s almost like therapy.

I have grown so much from the interaction with people. I have been able to challenge myself in many arias. Thanks to all my readers for listening . oxoxox

King

Be it e-mail, chat, or blogging, we are not free from our responsibility of admonishing our brothers in Christ. - Melinda Kleinsasser

My sister said I could quote her on that and here it is, I had a talk with her and we explored why our church frowns on public affection. One of the reasons is to be considerate to the unmarried among us, you would not want to wave food in front of a hungry person or to be a stumbling block to someone who is working hard to keep their thoughts pure, and so we do not flaunt our marriages or boyfriends. Unlike Hollywood we are responsible for each other.

In that case I will have to thank Anonymous and can only believe that it was meant well. To have someone admonish you means simply that you are cared for, and that that person has made himself uncomfortable to save you further shame and humiliation, or whatever the consequence of your situation.

There is another reason, and I have been studying this passage lately. The place in the bible where it talks about those who are married should be as though they were not, and it goes on to say that those who morn should be as if they didn’t and the same for those who rejoice or sell. Its main point seems to be that we should let Jesus be our #1, our all, our first priority. So…..will you look at who is the king of Butterflyhouse. We serve a jealous God and He longs for us to set our affection on the things that are above not the things of the earth. So I hereby dethrone Rodney and crown the Lord God of Israel, KING OVER ALL.

Hotrod

Happy Valentine’s Day Sweetheart!

Life

Visiting We went to Fairholme for a visit last week to see Jen and Derek, we had a lovely time. Their kids sure are growing fast and ever sweeter. Emily is 5 now and feels quite proud.

We were also at the old folk’s home with the kids singing for the aged. It was a pleasure to do once more and we met some nice folks.

In the snow We had a little boys dream party in the snow the other day, we built a couple of snow forts and had a blast, really, we tried blasting each other with snowballs and hitting each other’s fort. We had to be down for a minute if we got hit so we had a wonderful time pretending.

Rodney has been out a few times with his dog sledding with a sled attached to Taiga. She gives the kids rides and they love it. We may be keeping one of his pups but Rodney is not sure yet. There she is with the pick of the litter.

The children all had a lovely time sliding down on Rodgers Hill today, this was a first for Judas and he was so excited. It was a “Two more sleeps to the big day” kind of thing. There is a cable that pulls them back up so he is all tiered out and will have an early night tonight.

V- Day We are planning a Valentine’s Day party with the Sunnyside ladies. We will have a silent auction at their colony if the Lord is willing. You know what my honey will be doing? Babysitting! How romantic!