Yes, His grace is amazing. He extends it to all…freely.
Sometimes the simple and pure shines through, and you can really listen to the message. This is my Father’s world, and I rest in that thought. Have a beautiful Sunday!
It is autumn and the geese will be making their journey. To me it is amazing that these rather small creatures, can fly day after day for such long distances. They know where to find food, and the best places to rest their tired wings. God has designed them this way, and they are content with what they’ve been given.
I’m not comparing our lives to that of a water fowl. But it gives you pause to think when you read this verse.
Philippians 4:12-13 New American Standard Bible (NASB)
12 I know how to get along with humble means, and I also know how to live in prosperity; in any and every circumstance I have learned the secret of being filled and going hungry, both of having abundance and suffering need.
13 I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.
I think I may be on a Jim Reeves roll. When I was searching for hymns, I kept gravitating to the ones he had sung. Again, I love his voice!
Meal times at our house were always an important part of our day. We always sat down at the table, and we took our time to some extent. Saturday morning breakfast wasn’t as rushed, usually having pancakes, or something that took a bit longer to make. Rarely did we sit down for breakfast on a Sunday morning. I do regret this, but they were so rushed with getting out for church, we usually had a bowl of cereal, or a banana with peanut butter on it. I think several of our children hate bananas to this day because it was my go-to snack. In more recent years, with the leaving of several children, a burrito on the way to church was the norm. Sadly, my husband missed out on many of those years since he drove over the road. I need to make this a priority in our lives once again, even if it’s just the three of us!
I chose this particular video because I love the pictures in it. Kiddos to the person that put this all together. No copyright intended, just sharing a beautiful, heartwarming video. Suppertime was once a gathering for the family. A place of refuge after a hard day’s work, a coming home of a group of people that loved to be together. I think the pictures in the video depict that in a beautiful way.
Happy Sunday to you!
So many times as Believers, we think a little bit of complacency with our Christian walk is just fine. Dabbling here and there in sin is no big deal. I know, I’ve done it myself…many times. None of us walk a perfect path in our day-to-day lives. We slip up, we make wrong decisions, we continue on in bad situations. We are human, and this will happen. The key is to get back on track as quickly as possible. ( I John 1:9) This verse in Philippians is always a check-point for me. When you apply it, it sifts out a lot of stuff that we think is okay…won’t hurt this time. Fill your life with this verse, use it as a ruler for your day-to-day walk with the Lord.
Philippians 4:8 New American Standard Bible (NASB)
8 Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things.
We humans are a prideful lot. If our feelings are hurt, we can stew for days, simmering just like a pot on the stove. Pride can keep us from forgiving a wrong done. Sometimes, this can take us a lifetime to get over. And then it may be too late.
There is a reason we are told not to let our anger go past the setting sun. Forgiveness heals our soul, is a balm to past hurts and injustices. It takes away the bitter taste of ‘being right’. It only takes you.
Jim Reeves is one of my favorite singers. His voice flows over you, deep an melodic. Have a beautiful Sunday. I pray your time with the Lord has been recent.
There is just something about the older hymns. Maybe because of the different way of living, the priorities that aren’t shared today. This song brings back memories, and it makes me think of an era that I didn’t even enjoy. It is something that I imagine being a certain way. A time depicted in movies, and heard in songs. This is a group I enjoy because of their talent with harmony, and their musical instrument playing. No copyright infringement intended, just sharing some beautiful music. Please check out their other songs while you are there. Happy Sunday to you!
I pray your Sunday is as peaceful as a stroll through this garden. The fragrant aroma of blossoms in the air as they drift lazily over the trickling falls. Take a moment to listen and reflect…because He does walk with you.
When I first learned to play the piano, I had visions of playing for hours, any song that I wished. Most of what I wanted to play was the popular music of the 1970’s. I took one year of piano lessons, with almost no music theory involved. Of course I played by ear as much as I possibly could…not something a piano teacher advises, or even tolerates. What I ended up playing much of the time was classical music, and that was what I usually listened to when I wasn’t finding my way around so many other options. My great grandmother on my maternal side was a classical pianist, my grandfather played violin in the Phoenix symphony, and my mother was classically trained on the piano. There wasn’t much room in our house for the popular music of the day!
Many years later, I was asked to play piano for our church services. I had never played a hymn, even though my mother was usually the pianist or organist at whatever church we attended. I was not great with chords, and the older hymns are full of them! I learned to play those hymns, with much practice every day. Not an easy thing to do with three small children.
When we moved to Kansas, I played for the little church we attended. They also had a small choir, and a singspiration time. I was pretty excited about those two activities…from the singing point of view. Not the playing-the-piano point of view. Again…I adapted quickly.
What came from that period of time, was a love for hymn playing, and some of the old country hymns. One night, a dear woman requested Remind Me, Dear Lord. I had never heard of it before, and it had three flats, if I remember correctly. Not my favorite to maneuver through. But I learned that song, and it became one I loved. Each time I hear it, I am reminded of that dear lady, that has now gone on to be with the Lord.
I chose this version, and video of the song because I loved the old pictures in it. They reminded me of my grandparents, and a more simple time, when life was hard, but good. This is for you, Vicki…