Tonight we babysat three adorable kids. Watching their eyes light up playing with toys, hearing their light and care free laughter fill up the room, seeing little fingers and feet exploring the world around them, hearing their voices asking "why this works and why that has to be" gave me a wonderful glimpse of life through the eyes of a child.
A friend of mine recently reminded me of how when we were little we used to view those plastic playgrounds as the greatest play place ever! The slides were long and slick. It took forever to get to the top of the climbing rocks! But then we grew up and saw the top of the playground. (Or for many of us some of the playgrounds now reach to our waists.) We can stretch out on the slides and our feet touch the ground.
Thinking about that brought me to another pondering. I wonder if that's how our heavenly father sees us as,
Little children who think the world and everything it has to offer is fascinating and big when in reality it is small and useless.
Our God offers so much more than we as little children could ever fathom!
Lord of immortality, before whom angels bow and archangels veil their faces, enable me to serve Thee with reverence and godly fear. Thou who art Spirit and requirest truth in the inward parts, help me to worship Thee in spirit and in truth. Thou who art righteous, let me not harbour sin in my heart, or indulge a worldly temper, or seek satisfaction in things that perish.
I hasten towards an hour when earthly pursuits and possessions will appear vain, when it will be indifferent whether I have been rich or poor, successful or disappointed, admired or despised. But it will be of eternal moment that I have mourned for sin, hungered and thirsted after righteousness, loved the Lord Jesus in sincerity, gloried in His cross. May these objects engross my chief solicitude! Produce in me those principles and dispositions that make Thy service perfect freedom.
Expel from my mind all sinful fear and shame, so that with firmness and courage I may confess the Redeemer before men, go forth with Him hearing His reproach, be zealous with His knowledge, be filled with His wisdom, walk with His circumspection, ask counsel of Him in all things, repair to the Scriptures for His orders, stay my mind on His peace, knowing that nothing can befall me without His permission, appointment and administration. ~Puritans Prayer~
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
From my heart
On January 26th 2012 One of God's dear children was reunited with his companion,dearest friend, maker, creator, and ultimately his Heavenly Father.
I arrived at the funeral sorrowful and with a heavy heart. But I left rejoicing. Rejoicing for Michael! Rejoicing that his race is finished. Rejoicing that he has received the most wonderful victory prize. Heavens eternal glory, along with the most glorious words of his maker. "Well done my good and faithful servant."
I didn't cry during his funeral. I didn't cry because I knew within my heart that I would see Michael again someday. I didn't cry because I knew that Michael felt no more physical or emotional pain. I didn't cry because I knew that January 26th 2012 was the best day of Michael's entire life....
.....The day he ran past the finish line and into his Makers arms!
Michael had a unique story. We all do! But we all have one thing similar in each of our unique stories...... Christ as the author!
As we were riding home from the funeral, I began to think....
If I died today tomorrow or the next day, what memories would I leave behind for my friends and family to remember me by? Would they remember me as the main character in my story or Christ as the main character? Would they remember me as funny, hilarious, and goofy? Or would they remember me as a god-fearing, pure, and radiant young lady? I know right now people would probably only remember me as the silly, goofy, and funny girl. But I am working on and striving to be that God fearing young lady! I know some of you blog readers that know me well are probably thinking "She's got a loooooonnnnggggg way to go!" But hey, with God's help even the impossible is possible! :)
I want to leave you today with these thoughts/questions.
Who is the main character in your story? You or Christ? If you died suddenly, what would people remember you by? Your humor,laughter, stubbornness, intelligence, thoughtfulness, love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control, humility, pride, cheerfulness, pessimism, optimism, angry spirit, self-pity, compassion? I encourage you to do a self-evaluation.
Talk to the Author of your story!
I arrived at the funeral sorrowful and with a heavy heart. But I left rejoicing. Rejoicing for Michael! Rejoicing that his race is finished. Rejoicing that he has received the most wonderful victory prize. Heavens eternal glory, along with the most glorious words of his maker. "Well done my good and faithful servant."
I didn't cry during his funeral. I didn't cry because I knew within my heart that I would see Michael again someday. I didn't cry because I knew that Michael felt no more physical or emotional pain. I didn't cry because I knew that January 26th 2012 was the best day of Michael's entire life....
.....The day he ran past the finish line and into his Makers arms!
Michael had a unique story. We all do! But we all have one thing similar in each of our unique stories...... Christ as the author!
As we were riding home from the funeral, I began to think....
If I died today tomorrow or the next day, what memories would I leave behind for my friends and family to remember me by? Would they remember me as the main character in my story or Christ as the main character? Would they remember me as funny, hilarious, and goofy? Or would they remember me as a god-fearing, pure, and radiant young lady? I know right now people would probably only remember me as the silly, goofy, and funny girl. But I am working on and striving to be that God fearing young lady! I know some of you blog readers that know me well are probably thinking "She's got a loooooonnnnggggg way to go!" But hey, with God's help even the impossible is possible! :)
I want to leave you today with these thoughts/questions.
Who is the main character in your story? You or Christ? If you died suddenly, what would people remember you by? Your humor,laughter, stubbornness, intelligence, thoughtfulness, love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control, humility, pride, cheerfulness, pessimism, optimism, angry spirit, self-pity, compassion? I encourage you to do a self-evaluation.
Talk to the Author of your story!
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