Friday, December 31, 2010
Hello my friends ~
The Domain will be inactive for a while. Many changes taking place in our lives have already required my attention elsewhere, leaving a very meager supply of posts published in the last six months. If you would like me to contact you when I reactivate the blog, feel free to leave a comment or email me.
August marked my four year anniversary in blogging, and over these years you ladies have created a special place in my heart.
Please keep our family in your prayers ... as you will be in mine.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Our family sends you the very warmest Christmas Greetings because ~ and only because ~
. . . we have seen and do testify that
the Father sent the Son to be the Savior of the world . . .
1 John 4:14
May you find peace and joy at this time and always because you rest in the promise of who He is.
Wednesday, December 01, 2010
Thou hast made summer and winter. Psalm 74:17.
My soul, begin this wintry month with thy God. The cold snows and the piercing winds all remind thee that He keeps His covenant with day and night, and tend to assure thee that He will also keep that glorious covenant which He has made with thee in the person of Christ Jesus. He who is true to His Word in the revolutions of the seasons of this poor sin-polluted world, will not prove unfaithful in His dealings with His own well-beloved Son.
Winter in the soul is by no means a comfortable season, and if it be upon thee just now it will be very painful to thee: but there is this comfort, namely, that the Lord makes it. He sends the sharp blasts of adversity to nip the buds of expectation: He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes over the once verdant meadows of our joy: He casteth forth His ice like morsels freezing the streams of our delight. He does it all, He is the great Winter King, and rules in the realms of frost, and therefore thou canst not murmur. Losses, crosses, heaviness, sickness, poverty, and a thousand other ills, are of the Lord's sending, and come to us with wise design. Frosts kill noxious insects, and put a bound to raging diseases; they break up the clods, and sweeten the soul. O that such good results would always follow our winters of affliction!
How we prize the fire just now! How pleasant is its cheerful glow! Let us in the same manner prize our Lord, who is the constant source of warmth and comfort in every time of trouble. Let us draw nigh to Him, and in Him find joy and peace in believing. Let us wrap ourselves in the warm garments of His promises, and go forth to labours which befit the season, for it were ill to be as the sluggard who will not plough by reason of the cold; for he shall beg in summer and have nothing.
~ Charles SpurgeonMorning by Morning