Stop.breathe.gasp...

Don't grow up...

How do they so easily grasp your heart?

A small three year-old with a personality as large as the world.

Syrup dripping from her face, she stops and flashes a smile as bright as the sun at you. Stop. Breathe. Don't grow up.

innocence as beautiful as the moon, unaware of the darkness of this world. Stop. breathe. Gasp. Don't grow up.

She walks up to you and quietly slips her hand into yours and exclaims, "You're my best friend!" Stop. Breathe. Don't grow up.

 She whispers in your ear, "I love you, Kaylee!" Stop. Breathe. Don't grow up.

 A little girl with two mis-matched flip-flops. 

A three year-old girl with the world at her hands... Stop. Pray. Protect her little heart. Lord... hold her tightly in the palm of your hands. Stop. Breathe. gasp.  Don't grow up.

Psalm 112:2

 Their children will be mighty in the land;
    the generation of the upright will be blessed.

The {LORD} is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in {HIM}, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise {HIM}...

 

Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above,
Would drain the ocean dry.
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.

 

O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints’ and angels’ song.

~Words by Frederick M. Lehman~

All things Beautiful

Ecclesiastes


.....He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end......


In His time, in His time
He makes all things beautiful
In His time




                                 

Lord, please show me every day
As You’re teaching me Your way
That You do just what You say In Your time, in Your time
You make all things beautiful
In Your time

Lord, my life to You I bring
May each song I have to sing
Be to You a lovely thing

Winter’s farewell and spring’s cheery greeting

Winter left oh so gently, surrendering to Spring’s demanding cry, it melted away.

This time is a very special time of the year. A time of new life and new beginnings.
You peak outside and notice green everywhere, and little plants appearing out of the moist ground.
I’m reminded again of our spiritual growth.
We start out as a little seed barely noticeable.  It looks like it will take forever before we really seem like were growing, then all the sudden we burst through the ground.  And begin to grow and grow.
We need, like plants, nutrients to help us grow. Soil; A firm foundation in Christ. Fresh air; Fellow believers to encourage our spiritual growth. The sun; God’s grace, and mercy to shed light on us. Rain; trials and tribulations that leave us stronger. Food nutrients in leaves; God’s empowering Word to constantly feed on day by day.


God causes all things to grow
Through every season we know
He will guard the life
That He's planted in our souls
And when we feel the cold winds blow
We'll hold to what we know
God causes all things to grow
~by Steven Curtis Chapman and Steve Green~

 “You heavens above, rain down my righteousness;
   let the clouds shower it down.
Let the earth open wide,
   let salvation spring up,
let righteousness flourish with it;
   I, the LORD, have created it. 

~Isaiah 45:8~

GOD IS SO GOOD!

For The Beauty Of The Earth.....

For the beauty of the earth, 

For the glory of the skies;

For the love which from our birth,
Over and around us lies;

Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This, our hymn of grateful praise.

For the wonder of each hour,
Of the day 

 and of the night;

Hill and vale and tree and flow'r,

Sun and moon, and stars of light;
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This, our hymn of grateful praise.

For the joy of ear and eye,
For the heart and mind's delight;

For the mystic harmony,
Linking sense to sound and sight;
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This, our hymn of grateful praise.

 
For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child;

Friends on Earth

and friends above,

 For all gentle thoughts and mild;
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This, our hymn of grateful praise.

 For Thyself, best Gift Divine,
To the world so freely given,
For that great, great love of Thine,
Peace on earth and joy in heaven.
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This, our hymn of grateful praise.

 Amen!