A Home Is A House Full Of Love

How strong thine arm is, Mighty God, Who would not fear they Name! Jesus, how sweet they graces are! Who would not love the Lamb! He has done more than Moses did, our prophet and our King; From bonds of hell he freed our souls, And taught our lips to sing, In the Red-sea by Moses' hand Th' Egyptain host was drown'd; But his own blood hides all our sins, And guilt no more is found. When thro' the desert Israel went, With manna they were fed; Our Lord invites us to his flesh, And calls it living bread. Moses beheld the promis'd land, Yet never reach'd the place; But Christ shall bring his followers home To see his Father's face. Then shall our love and joy be full, And feel a warmer flame; And sweeter voices tune the song of Moses and the Lamb   The above lines were taken from the book Hymns and Spritual Songs by Isaac Watts.  I am enjoying this book very much.  Such deep thoughts to meditate upon.  You can get a free ebook at Free eBooks by Project G...

“Trials make the promise sweet; Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to His feet Lay me low, and keep me there.” ~Spurgeon "Prayer makes the darken'd cloud withdraw; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw; Gives exercise to faith and love; Brings every blessing from above." ~Spurgeon

Your  Christmas will be sad,” somebody said, “Because so recently you mourn your dead.” But were it not for Christmas, I would weep As those that have no hope for them that sleep. For by His coming, Christ has given me The blessed hope of immortality, The strength to wait throughout the lonely years. Until He wipes away my burning tears. And so, dear heart, though you are gone from me, I’ll find rich gifts beneath my Christmas tree- The happy memories of cherished days When hand in hand we walked our pilgrim’s way. Your tender love for me, your shielding care- For all of these I raise a grateful prayer. So through my tear-dimmed eyes, my dearest dear, I whisper, “Christmas won’t be sad this year.” ~Hildegard Van Waveren   MORE THOUGHTS, MEDITATIONS, PONDERINGS HERE

Do you remember a Christmas that was extra special, one that had extra meaning?  I remember one such Christmas, the year of 1969.  My dad worked for himself and we were on a limited income.  We were kind of poor, although I never knew it.  We always had our needs met, but this one Christmas there were to be no presents due to limited funds.  However, we decided that it could still be a special Christmas.  Our family and my Aunt’s family always got together.  This year each person was to choose something special to do.  Below is a little poem that I shared.  I especially remember my cousin sharing the story of God’s Trees.  Have you ever heard it?  Oh, how it touched my heart.  It is about three trees who wanted their dreams fulfilled.  The first tree desired to be a treasure box and ends up as a mere feeding trough. (the manger where Jesus was laid) The second desired to be a strong sailing ship, and ultimately become...