Margaret’s Birthday

We, Margaret and I, walked different roads for many years.
We found even on different roads, love is there.

Hard love is going the distance love.
it’s praying, crying, for the right words love.
its knowing the words will hurt, because the words are hurting you.
It’s writing the words,
repeating the words
living the words, doubting the words, coming back to the words.
It’s standing on the porch love,
it’s waiting love,
it’s struggling love,
it’s dark love without sometimes a glimmer of hope love
it’s preparing love
it is hoping against hope love
it is knowing that if you could read the last chapter of the story,
knowing all the tears, doubts, prayers, disappointments,
you would live the story anyway because hard love is worth it all.

especially from the porch you look down the road and see her coming home.

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Jesus Dispels Doubt

mandala 21Just keeping my fingers busy Saturday afternoon and evening.

Good Morning

Luke 24:37-38
But they were terrified and affrighted,
and supposed that they had seen a spirit.
And he said unto them, Why are ye troubled?
and why do thoughts arise in your hearts?

They had betrayed their Master.
When Jesus needed them they had scampered.
And now they were having to deal with the shame.

Seeking forgiveness,
but not knowing where to look for it,
the disciples came back.
They gravitated to that same upper room
that contained the sweet memories
of broken bread and symbolic wine….

They cam back.
Each with a scrapbook
full of memories
and a thin thread of hope
Each knowing that it is all over,
but in his heart hoping
that the impossible will happen once more.
“If I had just one more chance.” . . .

And just when the gloom gets good and thick,
just when their wishful thinking is falling victim to logic,
just when some one says,
“How I’d give my immortal soul to see him one more time,”
a familiar face walks through the wall

My what an ending,
Or better said,
What a beginning!
Max Lucado

Keep the Faith  . . . .Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

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See Deeper and Deeper

the Farmer’s cactus abloom.

Good Afternoon

Let all those that put their trust in Thee rejoice: …
let them also that love Thy name be joyful in Thee.–Psalm 5:11

What inexpressible joy for me,
to look up through the apple-blossoms and the fluttering leaves,
and to see God’s love there;
to listen to the thrush that has built his nest among them,
and to feel God’s love,
who cares for the birds,
in every note that swells his little throat;
to look beyond to the bright blue depths of the sky,
and feel they are a canopy of blessing,
–the roof of the house of my Father;
that if clouds pass over it,
it is the unchangeable light they veil;
that, even when the day itself passes,
I shall see that the night itself only unveils new worlds of light;
and to know that if I could unwrap fold after fold of God’s universe,
I should only unfold more and more blessing,
and see deeper and deeper
into the love which is at the heart of all.

See God’s Love . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

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He Never Slumbers or Sleeps

snapSpring Snapdragons

Good Afternoon

Psalm 121
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills,
from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the Lord,
which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved:
he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is thy keeper:
the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil:
he shall preserve thy soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out
and thy coming in from this time forth,
and even for evermore.


Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep;
The storms are raging on God’s deep—
God’s deep, not thine; be still and sleep.

Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep;
God’s hands shall still the tempter’s sweep
God’s hands, not thine; be still and sleep.

Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep;
God’s love is strong while night hours
God’s love, not thine; be still and sleep

Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep;
God’s heaven will comfort those who weep—
God’s heaven, not thine; be still and sleep.”
–Madame Guyon

Be still and sleep . . . Tonight
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

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Happy Mother’s Day to my Mother

Happy Mother’s Day

2012 May Frances

Proverbs 31:20, 25-29
She opens her hand to the poor, yes,
she reaches out her filled hands to the needy
[whether in body, mind, or spirit].
Strength and dignity are her clothing
and her position is strong and secure;
she rejoices over the future
[the latter day or time to come, knowing
that she and her family are in readiness for it]!
She opens her mouth in skillful and godly Wisdom,
and on her tongue is the law of kindness
[giving counsel and instruction].
She looks well to how things go in her household,
and the bread of idleness
(gossip, discontent, and self-pity) she will not eat.
Her children rise up and call her blessed
(happy, fortunate, and to be envied);
and her husband boasts of and praises her, [saying],
Many daughters have done virtuously, nobly, and well
[with the strength of character
that is steadfast in goodness],
but you excel them all.
Amplified Bible.

The young mother set her foot on the path of life.
“Is the way long?” she asked.
And her Guide said: “Yes. and the way is hard.
And you will be old before you reach the end of it.
But the end will be better than the beginning.”
But the young mother was happy,
and she would not believe that anything
could be better than these years.
So she played with her children,
and gathered flowers for them along the way,
and bathed with them in the clear streams;
and the sun shone on them and life was good,
and the young mother cried,
“nothing will ever be lovelier than this.”

Then night came, and storm,and the path was dark,
and the children shook with fear and cold,
and the mother drew them close
and covered them with her mantle, and the children said,
“O Mother, we are not afraid,
for you are near, and no harm can come,”
and the mother said,
“This is better than the brightness of day,
for I have taught my children courage.”

And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead,
and the children climbed and grew weary,
and the mother was weary,
but at all times she said to the children,
“A little patience and we are there.”
So the children climbed,
and when they reached the top, they said,
“We could not have done it without you, Mother.”
And the mother, when she lay down that night,
looked at the stars and said:
“This is a better day than the last,
for my children have learned fortitude
in the face of hardness.
Yesterday I gave them courage,
today I have given them strength.”

And the next day came,
strange clouds which darkened the earth—
clouds of war and hate and evil,
and the children groped and stumbled,
and the mother said,
“Look up. Lift your eyes to the Light.”
and the children looked
and saw above the clouds an Everlasting Glory,
it guided them and brought them beyond the darkness.
And that night the mother said:
“This day is the best day of all,
for I have shown my children God.”

And the days went on,
and the weeks and the months and the years,
and the mother grew old, and she was little and bent.
But her children were tall and strong,
and walked with courage.
And when the way was hard, they helped their mother,
and when the way was rough, they lifted her,
for she was as light as a feather;
and at last they came to a hill,
and beyond the hill they could see
a shining road and golden gate flung wide.
And the mother said:
“I have reached the end of my journey.
And now I know that the end is better
than the beginning for my children can walk alone,
and their children after them.”
And the children said:
“You will always walk with us, Mother,
even when you have gone through the gates.”
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone,
and the gates closed after her.
And they said, “We cannot see her,
but she is with us still.
A mother like ours is more than a memory.
She is a living presence.”
Temple Bailey from Food for thought

Thank you, Mom, for being the wonderful example of a true mother. i am so very blessed that you are sill with me this Mother’s Day. I can still learn from your wisdom and grace.
I Love You. Leslie Anne

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Happy Mother’s Day

Proverbs 31:10-31
A good woman is hard to find,
and worth far more than diamonds.
Her husband trusts her without reserve,
and never has reason to regret it.
Never spiteful,
treats him generously all her life long.
She shops around for the best yarns and cottons,
and enjoys knitting and sewing (crocheting and quilting).
She’s like a trading ship that sails to faraway places
and brings back exotic surprises.
She’s up before dawn,
preparing breakfast for her family and organizing her day.
She looks over a field and buys it,
then, with money she’s put aside, plants a garden.
First thing in the morning, she dresses for work,
rolls up her sleeves, eager to get started.
She senses the worth of her work,
is in no hurry to call it quits for the day.
She’s skilled in the crafts of home and hearth,
diligent in homemaking.
She’s quick to assist anyone in need,
reaches out to help the poor.
She doesn’t worry about her family when it snows;
winter clothes are all mended and ready to wear.
She makes her own clothing
and dresses in colorful linens and silks.
Her husband is greatly respected
when he deliberates with the city fathers.
She designs gowns and sells them,
brings the sweaters she knits to the dress shops.
Her clothes are well-made and elegant,
and she always faces tomorrow with a smile.
When she speaks she has something worthwhile to say,
she always says it kindly.
She keeps an eye on everyone in her household,
and keeps them all busy and productive.
Her children respect and bless her;
husband joins in with words of praise
“Many women have done wonderful things,
but you’ve outclassed them all!”
Charm can mislead and beauty soon fades.
The woman to be admired and praised is the woman
who lives in the Fear-of-God.
Give her everything she deserves!
Festoon her life with praises!
The Message

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Happy Birthday to the Farmer

The Farmer’s love is growing a beautiful, weed free garden.

His father was a vegetable truck gardener in the central valley, CA from the time the Farmer was about 4-5 years old. The Farmer began planting beans and corn at that young age. As he grew older, he worked in the garden before and after school. He and his Brother dug burr clover and johnson grass from the flower garden as a way to work off excess energy for Mama.

When we bought our first property, an acre, He began gardening on his own. Over the years, we moved sometimes we had a garden sometimes not. When we bought a nice home on 1/2 acre in Carmichael 13 years ago, the Farmer began gardening again in earnest. I told him the garden was fine, but too many times the weeds took over, I really didn’t want a garden all weedy, since the garden would be the main view from our deck.

The Farmer developed his drip system of watering and mulching between the rows. We had three huge sycamore trees that dropped millions of leaves each year and these were shredded used as mulch and tilled back into the soil each fall. His garden had no weeds!

From his consistent labor a garden grew that was the envy all who visited. 2010 was the last year he had a garden at this property.

Then we were able to move our RV trailer on the Church’s property to help as caretakers, October, 2011.

and the seeds of garden came with us.

There is a peace about gardening, not too many people will fuss with the Farmer about when he plants and what he plants. Not too many people offer to weed or lay watering lines or pound posts to stake tomatoes and cucumbers.

The Farmer doesn’t really want or need the advice or help, it is his creation. He plants. He waters. He hoes. He ties and stakes. He weaves the cucumber tenderals into the field fencing. God gives the increase and blessing.

Both God and the Farmer stand back smiling looking at their handiwork and say, “It is very good.”

March 20 001“Cozy Acres” as it looks today; all because of the Farmer.

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And he bearing his cross went forth into . . . Golgotha. John 19:17

When the two single beams were lifted from the Lord’s bleeding shoulders and laid on those of the sturdy Cyrenian, Simon became what none ever had been, or ever would be, in all the history of the Lord’s Passion–he became for a brief space the substitute of Jesus! Simon came into Jerusalem that morning, from the village home where he had been a guest, unconscious of the tragedy enacted there during the night, and was soon caught in the throng accompanying Jesus to Calvary. Through the dense excited mass of life this heavily-built countryman forced his insistent body until he came to the edge of the procession. From this vantage point he could peer in and get sight of Jesus–could catch the weariness of His face. Was it the merest accident that Simon was taken into the heart of the tragedy? The guard looked round and saw Simon –his prominence and bulk–perhaps an unconscious sympathy growing on his face–and before Simon knew what had happened he had been dragged out from among the people and the cross was on his shoulders, and he was walking beside Jesus to Calvary.

O good fortune of the Cyrenian to have a stout body–to be born a countryman–to carry a kindly heart! It had won him an honor denied to kings and conquerors.

And none so favored as this Cyrenian, for they journeyed together within an iron wall–no man could interrupt or annoy–neither priest nor people, they were so close together that the cross seemed to be on them both. That Jesus spoke to Simon as He did to few in all His ministry, there can be little doubt, since no one could render Jesus the slightest service without being instantly repaid, and this man had succored Him in His dire extremity. What Jesus said to His substitute Simon never told. But on thing is certain in the heart of the tragedy on the way to Calvary, Simon meet Jesus, And with what kindness Jesus must have spoken to His cross-bearer as they went forward together under one cross-one common disgrace! Alone wit the Redeemer one gathers precious treasure!

For a short while this man carried the load of wood. In return, Jesus carried his sin, and that of his children after him, for by the time this Gospel was given unto the world Simon was know as the head of a distinguished Christian house–a man honored in his sons, Alexander and Rufus.

Nothing save–a few drops of blood on the ground remained of the great tragedy as Simon journeyed homeward that evening; but, in the meantime, Jesus had accomplished the deliverance of the world–and Simon, the Cyrenian, had carried the Lord’s cross!What a privilege!

Taken from the throng to carry another’s cross–Via Dolorosa with Jesus! John Watson

Everyone who met Jesus didn’t go away from that meeting the same.

The blind could see,
the dumb could speak,
lepers were healed,
mothers had their sons returned unto them,
the rich young ruler went away sorrowing,
children felt love and acceptance,
mothers realized the importance their role in their children’s lives,
Peter learned about denial and forgiveness,
Judas learned of betrayal and despair.
A Roman soldier acknowledged, ‘Truly this was the Son of God. ‘

All were changed.

Simon, how could he not become a different person , meeting Jesus on the road to the cross.

No wonder, on the day of Pentecost, as Peter preached of Jesus, all the pieces of Jesus ministry fell into place in the hearts and minds of men and women. The seed planted by John the Baptist, the sermons and parables spoken by Jesus, the watering by the miracles and the blood of the sacrifice bore fruit, about three thousand souls.

It was a simple sermon, starting softly, building in volume and intensity until the entire congregation was completely involved, repeating the phrases in unison. The sermon went something like this.

It’s Friday. Jesus is arrested in the garden where He was praying. But Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. The disciples are hiding and Peter’s denying that he knows the Lord. But Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. Jesus is standing before the high priest of Israel, silent as a lamb before the slaughter. But Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. Jesus is beaten, mocked, and spit upon. But Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. Those Roman soldiers are flogging our Lord with a leather scourge that has bits of bones and glass and metal, tearing at his flesh. But Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. The Son of man stands firm as they press the crown of thorns down into his brow. But Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. See Him walking to Calvary, the blood dripping from His body. See the cross crashing down on His back as He stumbles beneath the load. It’s Friday; but Sunday’s a coming.

It’s Friday. See those Roman soldiers driving the nails into the feet and hands of my Lord. Hear my Jesus cry, “Father, forgive them.” It’s Friday; but Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. Jesus is hanging on the cross, bloody and dying. But Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. The sky grows dark, the earth begins to tremble, and He who knew no sin became sin for us. Holy God who will not abide with sin pours out His wrath on that perfect sacrificial lamb who cries out, “My God, My God. Why hast thou forsaken me?” What a horrible cry. But Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. And at the moment of Jesus’ death, the veil of the Temple that separates sinful man from Holy God was torn from the top to the bottom because Sunday’s coming.

It’s Friday. Jesus is hanging on the cross, heaven is weeping and hell is partying. But that’s because it’s Friday, and they don’t know it, but Sunday’s a coming…” S. M. Lockridge

Luke 24:1 -9

Now upon the first day of the week, very early in the morning, they came unto the sepulchre, bringing the spices which they had prepared, and certain others with them. And they found the stone rolled away from the sepulchre. And they entered in, and found not the body of the Lord Jesus. And it came to pass, as they were much perplexed thereabout, behold, two men stood by them in shining garments: And as they were afraid, and bowed down their faces to the earth, they said unto them, Why seek ye the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen: remember how he spake unto you when he was yet in Galilee, Saying, The Son of man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again. And they remembered his words, And returned from the sepulchre, and told all these things unto the eleven, and to all the rest.

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Keep On!

March 16 005Finished!

Oh, how this scripture spoken encouragement to my soul!

Matthew 7:7-11
Keep on asking and it will be given you;
keep on seeking and you will find;
keep on knocking [reverently] and
[the door] will be opened to you.
For everyone who keeps on asking receives;
and he who keeps on seeking finds;
and to him who keeps on knocking,
[the door] will be opened.
Or what man is there of you,
if his son asks him for a loaf of bread,
will hand him a stone?
Or if he asks for a fish,
will hand him a serpent?
If you then, evil as you are,
know how to give good
and advantageous gifts to your children,
how much more will your Father
Who is in heaven
[perfect as He is]
give good and advantageous things
to those who keep on asking Him!

from Clark’s Commentary
Prayer is the appointed means for obtaining what we need.
Pray; pray often; make a business of prayer,
and be serious and earnest in it.
Ask, as a beggar asks alms.
Ask, as a traveller asks the way.
Seek, as for a thing of value that we have lost;
or as the merchantman that seeks goodly pearls.
Knock, as he that desires to enter
into the house knocks at the door.
Sin has shut and barred the door against us;
by prayer we knock.
Whatever you pray for,
according to the promise,
shall be given you,
if God see it fit for you,
and what would you have more?
This is made to apply to all that pray aright;
every one that asketh receiveth,
whether Jew or Gentile,
young or old,
rich or poor,
high or low,
master or servant,
learned or unlearned,
all are alike welcome to the throne of grace,
if they come in faith.
It is explained by a comparison taken from earthly parents,
and their readiness to give their children what they ask.
Parents are often foolishly fond,
but God is all-wise;
he knows what we need,
what we desire,
and what is fit for us.
Let us never suppose our heavenly Father would bid us pray,
and then refuse to hear,
or give us what would be hurtful.

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Surely Goodness and Mercy Have Followed Me

Feb 24 catch up 032Lenten Rose blooming in March.

Good Morning

Thou shall guide me with Thy counsel, and afterward receive me to glory.–Psalm 73:24. 

There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God.
–Hebrews 4: 9.

Go forth to meet the solemnities
and to conquer the trials of existence,
believing in a Shepherd of your souls.
Then in Him will support you in duty,
and duty firmly done will strengthen faith;
till at last, when all is over here,
and the noise and strife of the earthly battle
fades upon your dying ear, and you hear,
instead thereof,
the deep and musical sound of the ocean of eternity,
and see the lights of heaven
shining on its waters still and fair in their radiant rest,
your faith will raise the song of conquest,
and in its retrospect of the life which has ended,
and its forward glance upon the life to come,
take up the poetic inspiration of the Hebrew king,
“Surely goodness and mercy
have followed me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”

Go forth . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

Today’s thought – Every Day

Good Morning

Five years ago – a season of many changes, my whole life seemed to be turned upside down. My financial foundation crumbled, almost everything we had worked for gone, March 12, 3010 felt like a funeral had taken place.

Even so:

Every day I wake up and I have these treasures:

EVERY DAY: I will load thee with benefits Psalms 68:19

EVERY DAY: I will hold your right hand Isaiah 41:13

EVERY DAY: The Lord is my Shepherd Psalms 23

EVERY DAY: I will send a comforter John 14:16

EVERY DAY: My peace I will leave with you John 14:27

EVERY DAY: Let not your heart be troubled John 14:1

EVERY DAY: My GRACE is sufficient 2Corinthians 12:9

EVERY DAY: Fear not! Isaiah 41:10

EVERY EVENING: I will never slumber or sleep Psalms 121:4

Thank you, Father . . . Every Day
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

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Today’s thought – Hidden in the Cleft of the Rock

Good Morning

Could it be that the darkest places in our lives are when God puts us in the cleft of the rock and then He passes by to do the work that needs to be done and when se come out of the cleft we see how abundantly above He answered our prayers and worked things together in a way so ‘much higher’ than our thoughts?

Yes, the cleft is a hard place, it is rock. It is dark. It is a dead end place we cannot see what is ahead. It is also a place of shelter. A place of refuge, A place of safety, A place of protection. It is a place by God. It is a place whose foundation is a rock. It is a place where God’s hand supports my leaning weak frame. It is the center of God’s will.

And Moses said unto the LORD, See, thou sayest unto me, Bring up this people: and thou hast not let me know whom thou wilt send with me. Yet thou hast said, I know thee by name, and thou hast also found grace in my sight. Now therefore, I pray thee, if I have found grace in thy sight, shew me now thy way, that I may know thee, that I may find grace in thy sight: and consider that this nation is thy people.
(God)And he said, My presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee rest.
(Moses)And he said unto him, If thy presence go not with me, carry us not up hence. For wherein shall it be known here that I and thy people have found grace in thy sight? is it not in that thou goest with us? so shall we be separated, I and thy people, from all the people that are upon the face of the earth.
And the LORD said unto Moses, I will do this thing also that thou hast spoken: for thou hast found grace in my sight, and I know thee by name.
(Moses)And he said, I beseech thee, shew me thy glory.
(God)And he said, I will make all my goodness pass before thee, and I will proclaim the name of the LORD before thee; and will be gracious to whom I will be gracious, and will shew mercy on whom I will shew mercy. And he said, Thou canst not see my face: for there shall no man see me, and live. And the LORD said, Behold, there is a place by me, and thou shalt stand upon a rock: And it shall come to pass, while my glory passeth by, that I will put thee in a clift of the rock, and will cover thee with my hand while I pass by: And I will take away mine hand, and thou shalt see my back parts: but my face shall not be seen. Exodus 33:12-23

Close To Him
God never would send you the darkness,
If He felt you could bear the light;
But you would not cling to His guiding hand
If the way were always bright;
And you would not care to walk by faith
Could you always walk by sight.

So He sends you the blinding darkness,
And the furnace of sevenfold heat;
‘Tis the only way, believe me,
To keep you close to His feet;
For ’tis always so easy to wander
When our lives are glad and sweet.

Then nestle your hand in your Father’s,
And sing, if you can, as you go;
Your song may cheer someone behind you
Whose courage is sinking low.

Hide close to God . . .Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

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Today’s thought – Cleave – to adhere firmly

Good Morning.

I feel like these thoughts need a disclaimer: This is a declaration against the enemy of our souls that delights in discouraging, lying to, separating and destroying God’s people.

Because sometimes ” your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour: 1Peter 5:8

[Therefore beware] brethren, take care, lest there be in any one of you a wicked, unbelieving heart [which refuses to cleave to, trust in, and rely on Him], leading you to turn away and desert or stand aloof from the living God. Hebrews 3:12 Amplified

Cleave to adhere firmly and closely or loyally and unwaveringly

We cannot be cleaving
If we hold each other at arms’ distance.
If we just gaze and then look away quickly
If holding hands feels like a handshake
If in our minds we are making a distance
If we question
If we doubt
If we hide behind our hurts
Until a thought becomes

a withdraw
a space
a wall

It’s time to gird ourselves with truth, not lies
It’s time to cast out the stones
It’s time to rebuke the destroyer
It’s time to march around the city

for how ever many times it takes

Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you. James 4:8

Let love be without dissimulation.
(disguising (one’s intentions, for example) under a feigned appearance.)
Abhor that which is evil;
cleave to that which is good. Romans 12:9

Cleave . . .Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

( Picture from Animal Zoo Park )

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Today’s thought – Wait, Patiently, Wait

Feb 20 heartHearts on a wall.

Good Morning

! Kings 17:5-7
So he went and did according unto the word of the Lord: for he went and dwelt by the brook Cherith, that is before Jordan. And the ravens brought him bread and flesh in the morning, and bread and flesh in the evening; and he drank of the brook. And it came to pass after a while, that the brook dried up, because there had been no rain in the land.

Week after week, with unfaltering and steadfast spirit,
Elijah watched that dwindling brook;
often tempted to stagger through unbelief,
but refusing to allow his circumstances
to come between himself and God.
Unbelief sees God through circumstances,
as we sometimes see the sun shorn of his rays through smoky air;
but faith puts God between itself and circumstances,
and looks at them through Him.
And so the dwindling brook became a silver thread;
and the silver thread stood presently in pools
at the foot of the largest boulders;
and the pools shrank.
The birds fled;
the wild creatures of field and forest came no more to drink;
the brook was dry.
Only then to his patient and unwavering spirit,
“the work of the Lord came, saying, Arise, get thee to Zarephath’.

Most of us would have gotten anxious
and worn with planning long before that.
We should have ceased our songs as soon as the streamlet
caroled less musically over its rocky bed;
and with harps swinging on the willows,
we should have paced to and fro upon the withering grass,
lost in pensive thought.
And probably, long ere the brook was dry,
we should have devised some plan,
and asking God’s blessing on it,
would have started off elsewhere.  ( How true)

God often does extricate us,
because His mercy endureth forever;
but if we had only waited first
to see the unfolding of His plans;
we should never have found ourselves landed
in such an inextricable labyrinth;
and we should never have been compelled
to retrace our steps with so many tears of shame.
Wait, patiently wait!
F. B. Meyer

Wait for God’s leading . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

Published in: on March 17, 2015 at 10:26 am  Leave a Comment  
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Today’s thought – As to the Lord

Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God.–I Corinthians 10:31

With good will doing service, as to the Lord, and not unto men.–Ephesians 6:7

Surely the truth must
be, that whatsoever in our daily life is lawful
and right for us to be engaged in,
is in itself a part of our obedience to God;
a part, that is, of our very religion.
Whensoever we hear people complaining of obstructions
and hindrances put by the duties of life
in the way of devoting themselves to God,
we may be sure they are under some false view or other.
They do not look upon their daily work
as the task God has set them,
and as obedience due to Him.
We may go farther; and say,
not only that the duties of life,
be they never so toilsome and distracting,
are no obstructions to a life of any degree of inward holiness;
but that they are even direct means,
when rightly used, to promote our sanctification.

Do all, as to the Lord . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

Published in: on March 16, 2015 at 2:32 pm  Leave a Comment  
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