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Post by hischild on Jan 31, 2006 23:39:29 GMT -5
"My child,
I have a message for you today; let Me whisper it in your ear, that it may gild with glory any storm clouds that may arise, and smooth the rough places upon which you may have to tread. It is short, only five words, but let them sink into your inmost soul; use them as a pillow upon which to rest your weary head: "This thing is from ME."
Have you ever thought of it, that all that concerns you concerns ME too? For "He that toucheth you toucheth the apple of mine eye" Zech 2:8. "You are very precious in my sight" Isa 43:4. Therefore, it is MY special delight to educate you.
I would have you learn when temptations assail you, and the "enemy comes in like a flood," that this thing is from ME, that your weakness needs MY might, and your safety lies in letting ME fight for you.
Are you in difficult circumstances, surrounded by people who do not understand you, who never consult your taste, who put you in the background? This thing is from ME. I am the GOD of circumstances. You have not come to this place by accident, it is the very place I meant for you.
Have you not asked to be made humble? See then, I have placed you in the very school where the lesson is taught; your surroundings and companions are only working out MY will.
Are you in money difficulties? Is it hard to make both ends meet? This thing is from ME, for I am your purse-bearer and would have you draw from and depend upon ME. MY supplies are limitless Phil 4:19. I would have you prove MY promises. Let it not be said of you, "In this thing you did not believe the LORD your GOD" Deut 1:32.
Are you passing through a night of sorrow? This thing is from ME. I am the "Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief." I have let earthy comforters fail you, that by turning to ME you may obtain everlasting consolation 2 Thess 2:16-17. Have you longed to do some great work for ME and instead been laid aside on a bed of pain and weakness? This thing is from ME. I could not get your attention in your busy days and I want to teach you some of MY deepest lessons. "They also serve who only stand and wait." Some of MY greatest workers are those shut out from active service, that they may learn to wield the weapon of all prayer.
This day I place in your hand this pot of holy oil. Make use of it freely, my child. Let every circumstance that arises, every word that pains you, every interruption that would make you impatient, every revelation of your weakness be anointed with it. The sting will go as you earn to see ME in all things."
~Laura A Barter Snow~
1 Kings 12:24
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Post by hischild on Jan 31, 2006 23:50:55 GMT -5
How Deep the Father's Love
How deep the Father's love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He would give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a cross
My guilt upon His shoulders
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no powr's, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
......By Stuart Townend
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Post by hischild on Jan 31, 2006 23:54:50 GMT -5
An Attitude of Gratitude I am "Being careful for nothing; but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let I am letting my requests be made known unto God. Phil 4:6
I ___________, take this moment to affirm within me an Attitude of Gratitude. I am grateful to God for what He has given to me. I am thankful to him for what he has done in my life through Jesus Christ. Father in Heaven, I thank and praise you for your goodness toward me and my loved ones.
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. James 1:17
I ____________, pronounce myself dead in Christ to murmuring and complaining and resurrected in Christ to an Attitude of Gratitude. I am one who sets my mind to appreciating what my Heavenly Father has for me. I acknowledge that He cares for me and loves me and is good to me. He is my source of love, joy, peace, eternal life and every physical need in Christ Jesus.
But my God shall supply all my need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. Phil 4:19
Finally, may every thought of resentment and hurt that produces the bad fruit of grumbling and complaining be erased from my soul by the Blood of the Lamb, and may I ever be thankful. Amen.
I exhort therefore, that, first of all, supplications, prayers, intercessions, and giving of thanks, be made for all men
I Tim. 2:1
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Post by hischild on Feb 1, 2006 0:02:34 GMT -5
I am His Beloved but is He Mine?
If God could write a Valentine today, what would it look like? What would He say? Would it be flowers and prose? A card from Hallmark, or maybe a rose?
If God were to write a Valentine today, What would it look like? What would He say? Would it be candy or something as sweet? A box of dark chocolates? Now that would be neat.
But that doesn’t quite do it. Its not quite his style. No, He’d probably think and ponder a while. He’d keep it simple. And that would be best.
“Come home to me Valentine, and I’ll give you rest.”
My Dearest Valentine,
You were, and are still, my first true love, created for my pleasure. Your parents gave you a name at birth. I have my own name for you. I call you “Beloved”. Do you know? Do you remember? Or have you forgotten?
I called the heavens and the earth into being with my voice, yet I saved you for my hands to create. I am still creating, making you more and more into my image, even as you live and breathe. Can you feel my touch? Have you seen my fingerprints? Your name is carved into the palms of my hand. Nothing can snatch you away. Not even your sin. I knew you would fall and I created you anyway. I already had a plan worked out from the beginning of time, so that I might keep you by my side.
I came down to be with you. To eat, sleep, walk, dance, and touch you. I gave you my time, my love, and my life. Your time, your love, your life and your faith and more precious to me than silver or Gold. Do you weigh the cost? I did.
Did you see the sunshine I sent you today? I wanted to watch it shine off your hair and in your eyes. Did you feel the warmth? Did you hear the songbirds? I wrote that song just for you. Does my music fill your heart? Yours does mine. Oh, how I love to hear you sing. And that breeze? It’s me caressing your face like I did for Elijah. Did you notice me? Do you hear the leaves rustle in the trees? That’s my whisper. Can you hear me?
I can’t wait until you see what I have in store for you on Easter morning! Will you be there? Will you see me? Or will you miss it? Please be still beloved and know that I am God and that you are my first true love. Would only that I could be yours.
So tell me Beloved, will you be my Valentine?
Love, God
In Love...You Are.. Blessed, Chosen Adopted, Accepted Redeemed, And Forgiven.
Ephesians 3
Copyright: Redemptions Heart 2004
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Post by hischild on Feb 1, 2006 0:30:30 GMT -5
A beggar lived near the king's palace. One day he saw a proclamation posted outside the palace gate. The king was giving a great dinner. Anyone dressed in royal garments was invited to the party.
The beggar went on his way. He looked at the rags he was wearing and sighed. Surely only kings and their families wore royal robes, he thought.
Slowly an idea crept into his mind. The audacity of it made him tremble. Would he dare?
He made his way back to the palace. He approached the guard at the gate. "Please, sire, I would like to speak to the king." "Wait here," the guard replied. In a few minutes, he was back. "His majesty will see you," he said, and led the beggar in.
"You wish to see me?" asked the king. "Yes, your majesty. I want so much to attend the banquet, but I have no royal robes to wear. Please, sir, if I may be so bold, may I have one of your old garments so that I, too, may come to the banquet?"
The beggar shook so hard that he could not see the faint smile that was on the king's face. "You have been wise in coming to me," the king said. He called to his son, the young prince. "Take this man to your room and array him in some of your clothes." The prince did as he was told and soon the beggar was standing before a mirror, clothed in garments that he had never dared hope for.
"You are now eligible to attend the king's banquet tomorrow night," said the prince. "But even more important, you will never need any other clothes. These garments will last forever."
The beggar dropped to his knees. "Oh, thank you," he cried. But as he started to leave, he looked back at his pile of dirty rags on the floor. He hesitated. What if the prince was wrong? What if he would need his old clothes again. Quickly he gathered them up.
The banquet was far greater than he had ever imagined, but he could not enjoy himself as he should. He had made a small bundle of his old rags and it kept falling off his lap. The food was passed quickly and the beggar missed some of the greatest delicacies.
Time proved that the prince was right. The clothes lasted forever. Still the poor beggar grew fonder and fonder of his old rags.
As time passed people seemed to forget the royal robes he was wearing. They saw only the little bundle of filthy rags that he clung to wherever he went. They even spoke of him as the old man with the rags.
One day as he lay dying, the king visited him. The beggar saw the sad look on the king's face when he looked at the small bundle of rags by the bed. Suddenly the beggar remembered the prince's words and he realized that his bundle of rags had cost him a lifetime of true royalty. He wept bitterly at his folly. And the king wept with him.
We have been invited into a royal family--the family of God. To feast at God's dinner table, all we have to do is shed our old rags and put on the "new clothes" of faith which is provided by God's Son, Jesus Christ.
But we cannot hold onto our old rags. When we put our faith in Christ, we must let go of the sin in our life, and our old ways of living. Those things must be discarded if we are to experience true royalty and abundant life in Christ. (Author Unknown)
"Behold, the old is passed away; the new has come!" 2 Corinthians 5:17
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