Monthly Archives: April 2013

Shining Moments

Tim Tebow released by the Jets.

Change. An ending. Time to move on.

Take the Name of Jesus with you

We’d sing that song every Sunday evening before we parted.

That dear congregation in our church in Saugerties,New York,

Voices mingling

the young and the old.

It will joy and comfort give you.

As a young girl of seven I needed His comfort

as I dealt with the challenges of second grade.

A teacher who insisted that I take off my sweater every day in school

although I shivered at the very thought.

A teacher who insisted that I write with my right hand

while I kept carefully printing my letters

as perfectly as possible but with my left hand.

Lemon drop size problems but big to me at that age.

I thought of those worries as I’d raise my voices with the others.

We all need Him, don’t we?

Today I read the headlines of Tebow’s release.

It doesn’t come as a surprise

but still I wonder

what’s next.

The Name of Jesus

Joy and comfort.

There for the taking.

No matter what our problems or difficulties.

We, along with Tebow, face uncertainty every day.

Tomorrow’s plans can so easily disappear

leaving us groping

and fighting fear.

But great peace have those who love your law (Psalms 119: 165)

   and nothing can make them stumble.

He is up in front

already preparing for us the next step.

Keep moving forward, my friends,

He knows the future and we can trust Him.

I still write with my left hand

and mind drafty places.

Comfort and peace is always ours as we rest in His Provision

and Plan.

He will never disappoint us.

Precious Name,

O how sweet!

Hope of earth and joy of heav’n

Take His Joy today and run the race knowing that victory is up ahead.

Are you running with me?

 

Shining Moments

The scent of lilacs draws me back in thoughts

to a  lovely park in upstate New York.

After the cold, seemingly endless winter,

springtime was always welcomed with joy.

And the row of lilac bushes lining the street

was magnificent

to me as a young girl.

Then again I remember summers when we vacationed inMaine.

The lilacs would oftentimes be blooming

and I’d drink  in their fragrance.

For years I’d drive around our community,

knowing exactly where the lilac bushes were.

I’d get out of my car, walk over to the bush if it was close to the road,

and drink in their beauty.

Once in a while I’d find a lilac bush where I could snip just a bloom

and bring it home with me.

I’d place it on the table in a vase with water

and for the next few hours I’d enjoy the sweet fragrance.

One little bloom would fill the whole room with fragrance.

One little bloom.

Yes, lilacs are beautiful. No doubt about it.

But so are you

and you

and you.

Our Father tends each one with care.

Sometimes pruning here and replanted there

but all so that we will grow even more beautiful,

more fragrant in our world.

Lilacs remind me of precious souls

that need special care. And the sacrifice of the One Who holds my heart.

Yes, the offering of Jesus on the cross

when He laid aside His glory and stepped down from His throne saying,

“I delight to do Thy will, O my God,”

It was as sweet to God as the fragrance of lilacs to us.

How true it is that our consecration to God is also fragrant and precious.

When we offer ourselves to Him

not holding anything back

His heart is glad

And it becomes a sweet smelling offering.

My life

an offering to Him.

 

 

 

Shining Moments

Thirsty.

Hearts thirsty for love

and belonging.

Souls thirsty for forgiveness and redemption.

Minds thirsty for truth.

Bodies thirsty for water. Living water that satisfies our deepest need.

We live in a world that drains and exhausts all our energies.

Day after day the sun beats down.

With sweat trickling down our faces we push on and on.

One more day

another project

more challenges to face. Relationship issues to resolve.

Thirsty for rest.

Oh, so very thirsty.

And the Master whispers to those who hear,

“Anyone who drinks the water that I shall give him shall never thirst.” (John 14:4)

My soul leaps at those words.

Never thirst.

Satisfied completely? Forever. Wonder of wonders. How can it be?

Living water. Deep down and running over.

Filling all those empty places with fresh, bubbling, pure water.

Drinking from the springs of living water.

Happy now am I

My soul is satisfied.

There is no place else where we will be satisfied completely.

No One else Who can meet our every need.

As I walk beneath the blooming dogwoods and admire their beauty,

my heart once more breaks forth into songs of thanksgiving.

Let’s tell the world of the One Who satisfies.

Sing His Song of greatness.

Sing His Song of love.

He’s great enough to know your deepest heartache

He’s kind enough to heal your wounds.

Shining Moments all around as we gaze upon His Face.

Not just at Easter but every day.

Living water he offers again to you and me. Joy overflowing.

Drink deep, my friends,

and keep drinking. Yes, keep on drinking.