What Do I Know of Holy?

I've made You promises a thousand times
I tried to hear from Heaven, but I talked the whole time
I think I made You too small
I never hear You at all, no
If You touched my face, would I know You?
Looked into my eyes could I behold You?

So what do I know of You, who spoke me into motion
And where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean
Are You fire are You fury, are You sacred, are You beautiful
Lord, what do I know; what do I know of Holy?

I guess I thought that I had figured You out
I knew all the stories and I'd learned to talk about
How You are might to save
But those were only empty words on a page
Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be
The slightest glimpse of You
Brought me down to my knees.

So what do I know of You, who spoke me into motion
And where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean
Are You fire are You fury, are You sacred are You beautiful
Lord, what do I know; What do I know of Holy?

I ABSOLUTELY love this song by Addison Road. To me the words are SO deep and they speak to my heart in such a powerful way. Maybe it's because when I sing along, it reveals all the many failings and shortcomings within my own life! Yeah...I think that's it! Music is an amazing ministry and like I mentioned in last nights writings, God is speaking to us all the time, but it's up to us to listen. I believe God has communicated to me through music my entire life. I feel His spirit in a ways unlike any other time and more importantly, I recognize His voice. I know He has chosen this avenue to minister to me and I cherish it so! We are all unique and God ministers to us in many, many different ways. Just listen! His voice is soft and still but is SO easy to hear when WE stop talking long enough and open our hearts. Show Christ's love to someone that needs a message of encouragement! I promise, YOU will receive the blessing!
God bless.................

Another devotion

I love my daily devotions and it never seems to fail, they speak some amazing words of wisdom I need and at the exact moment I need it. Coincidence? I think not! God is ALWAYS speaking to His children but we aren't always listening. This particular devotion, from a couple weeks ago, had a quote that was so deep (to my shallow mind that is) and it made a profound impression on me. It said, "Beware of any Christian leader who does not walk with a limp." I pondered this for some time and even though I knew in my heart what it meant, I could not get my mind to fully grasp it. To me it compared somewhat to Paul's thorn in the flesh he referred in the Scriptures. Something in Paul's life hindered him, or at least he felt as though it did. We don't know what it was that Paul agonized over and we don't need to know. Only that it was there and it was very real in his life. I truly believe we can become so haughty and full of ourselves that we become a major hindrance to our own spiritual growth. Most of you know how much I love to sing. I LOVE singing songs that allow me to vocalize things I could never put into words on my own. I LOVE singing about my Jesus! But, I have such a fear when it comes to standing in front of a crowd of people. I've often thought about asking everyone to bow their heads as if they were praying and then they wouldn't be looking directly at me while I'm singing. OR, if someone else stands with me, I can make myself believe that everyone is looking at them and not me! WOW! Pretty amazing huh? I'm just special that way! HA! Alfred refers to it as a "SHORT" in my brain! He loves me so! Anyway, what I'm getting at here is, I have BEGGED and PLEADED with God to take away that fear! I told him if He did it for me, I would praise Him like even HE wouldn't believe! Or at least that's what I thought! Truth is, I'm afraid if God took away that fear, that "thorn in my flesh" then I might begin thinking I can do this on my own! Can you understand what I'm trying to say? I don't want to get so comfortable that I feel I don't need God when I perform. When we get comfortable or complacent, we begin thinking we can do things in our own abilities. OH HEAVENS NO! I know for me personally, that would be a disaster in the making. We need to ask God to work in us amidst our thorns and inabilities. Then we can blossom into the Christian workers and leaders God has called us to be.

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And oh yeah Lord, could you take away just a teeeeeny bit of it for me.....? :) Love you all!

Super nice day

Ferd dropping a dead Hackberry tree behind the cabin.

I'm taking a picture from underneath the cabin! HA!

Just a pretty reflection of the sky in the creek

Water in the creek under the swinging bridge!

We had such a wonderful day today. Our plans to go to the beach with Jeff and Susie for the weekend were cancelled but we got to spend a really fun evening with them anyway. Jeff's mom got sick and had to be admitted to the hospital but thankfully she is home and doing fine tonight.The Yeagers came over tonight and we went out to eat and then topped it off with a trip to WalMart. Does it really ever get any better than this people? HA!

The day was gorgeous and me and Ferd worked outside, trimming around the NINE MILLION trees on this place and trying to weedeat. Weedeating was supposed to be my job but that heifer is too heavy for me to handle. Dangit! Anyway, Ferd weedate/weedeated (?) around one of my Oleanders and the stinkin' strings broke off! Dangit again! Soooo......he decided to mow! One of the blades on the mower was bent so he had to stop that too! Dadburnit! (Ain't ya glad I don't have a potty mouth?) Well, we rode down to the cabin and looked at the REALLY HIGH river for a spell and then took a power nap! Then we walked out on the swinging bridge and I made pictures of the really high water in the creek. It's been dry as a bone all summer but not anymore! Ferd also cut a dead Hackberry tree behind the cabin. We ended up not really getting much of anything done but it was a good day anyway. We moved the deer camera back to the place with the most activity so we should have some good pics in a couple days. We have counted seven different bucks coming to the corn and three or four does. Along with the corn and apple blocks, Ferd planted a turnip & mustard green patch to entice them!

I guess I'll sign off for tonight as there's not too much to write about. I just want to try to get back into the habit of writing regularly. You know how NOT GOOD at that I've been in the past. Love and Christ's blessings to you all........

Cushion of the sea...

Ok, ok, ok......so I'm not very good at this blog thing. My intentions are good but I get busy and just forget to write.

Today I want to share with you a devotion that describes what the Scriptures refer to as "peace that passes all human understanding." I found it to be simply amazing and decided I would include it in this blog. The devotion goes......There is what is called "the cushion of the sea." Down beneath the surface that is agitated by storms and driven about with winds, there is a part of the sea that is never stirred. When we dredge the bottom and bring up the remains of animal and vegetable life, we find that they give evidence of not having been disturbed in the least, for hundreds and thousands of years. The peace of God is that eternal calm which, like the cushion of the sea, lies far too deep down to be reached by any external trouble and disturbance; and he who enters into the presence of God, becomes partaker of that undisturbed and undisturbable calm. -- Dr. A. T. Pierson

Anyone that knows me very well, knows I have experienced some very stressful things in my adult life. Things that brought me to my knees, (and I don't mean in prayer) but in utter fear. Fear that, in the beginning, overwhelmed me and overshadowed the help I knew was there. That help was The Cross and I had to find my way back to that place of calm assurance. How did I get so unbelievably lost in this darkness? Why couldn't I find what I SO needed? Where was my Heavenly Father? I was SO afraid! Without writing a novel, I can say with such thankfulness, I DID find my way back and on my journey, experienced this undisturbable calm and peace that passes all understanding. How do I know what I experienced was that God given peace? Because I couldn't explain it with words! Any explanation I thought about giving, simply made no sense. That's when I knew it was from God and oh how beautiful that realization was! My prayer is that you will not stop until you find your "cushion of the sea." Then and only then, will you truly understand. Goodnight and God bless............