May you all have a safe Halloween never forgetting the light of God’s love.
God is pure light, undimmed by darkness of any kind.
I John 1:5
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pure light
Archive | October 2022
Walk With Thee
Thou My Everlasting Portion
Thou my everlasting Portion,
More than friend or life to me,
All along my pilgrim journey,
Savior, let me walk with Thee.
Close to Thee, close to Thee,
Close to Thee, close to Thee;
All along my pilgrim journey,
Savior, let me walk with Thee.
Not for ease or worldly pleasure,
Not for fame my prayer shall be;
Gladly will I toil and suffer,
Only let me walk with Thee.
Close to Thee, close to Thee,
Close to Thee, close to Thee;
Gladly will I toil and suffer,
Only let me walk with Thee.
Lead me through the vale of shadows,
Bear me o’er life’s fitful sea;
Then the gate of life eternal
May I enter, Lord, with Thee.
Close to Thee, close to Thee,
Close to Thee, close to Thee;
Then the gate of life eternal
May I enter, Lord, with Thee.
Lyrics: Fanny Crosby (1820 – 1915)
Music: Silas Vail (1818 – 1884)
Music used with permission from GospelRiver.com. The music performer(s) may not agree with the theological positions of this site.
Photo: Marge McCoy
gold
All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost.
J. R. R. Tolkien
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autumn leaves
“Autumn leaves shower like gold, like rainbows, as the winds of change begin to blow.”
– Dan Millman
Photo by Mark Wood
how great
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee;
How great Thou art…
Carl Boberg
Photo by Elizabeth Parsons
blessings
Do we miss blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?
Unknown Source
Photo by Jean Pike
all things well
God gave us eyes to see them
and lips that we might tell
how great is the Almighty
who has made all things well.
Cecil Frances Alexander
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give us
Give us, Lord, a bit o’ sun
A bit o’ work and a bit o’ fun;
Give us all in the struggle and sputter
Our daily bread and a bit o’ butter;
Give us health, our keep to make,
An’ a bit to spare for others’ sake.
Give us sense, for we’re some of us duffers,
An’ a heart to feel for all that suffers;
Give us too, a bit of song
An’ a tale, and a book to help us along.
An’ give us our share of sorrow’s lesson
That we may prove how grief’s a blessin’.
Give us, Lord, a chance to be
Our goodly best for ourselves and others
Till all men learn to live as brothers.
-Inscribed on the wall of an old inn in Lancaster, England
Photo by Jean Pike
Blessing and Glory
God is a God of Blessing and Glory
God is a God of blessing and glory.
He is our history; we are His story,
Formed in His image, made to express
His life and nature, all to bless.
Showers of blessing come in their season.
Ask and God comes, abundantly given;
The God of hope fills us with all joy
That we’d abound, His pow’r employ.
God as the Spirit is our true blessing.
He shepherds us to pastures, expressing
Both tender love and bounteous supply,
Blessings in Christ to multiply.
Showers of blessing come in their season.
Ask and God comes, abundantly given;
The God of hope fills us with all joy
That we’d abound, His pow’r employ.
Lyrics: Adapted by L. S. (hymnal.net)
Music: Philip Paul Bliss (1838-1876)
Photo: Marge McCoy
daisy
Even the little daisy becomes a meadow.
Martin Luther
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