Tuesday, December 16, 2008

How Great Thou Art!


The words so touching...on the floral arrangement placed by my father's casket. My church knew the perfect words for him at this time.

The piano player, our Pastor's daughter played his favorite song with blurry eyes.


And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in,
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died, to take away my sin!


Each time I hear this song...I too want to shout!


Oh, the riches of his grace...for all he has done.
Not for me alone or my dad...but for all mankind!

Can you grasp the depth of His love
His mercy and his forbearance
to die for sinners...
and patiently wait for them
to receive his wondrous salvation!

It took years for my father to receive Christ as his Saviour.
But, he did. He took that step of faith and humbled himself;
cast off pride and unbelief to take the promise of GOD.

For by grace are saved through faith;
and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God...
Ephesians 2:8

In whom ye also trusted, after that ye heard the word of truth,
the gospel of your salvation; in whom also after that ye believed,
ye were sealed with that holy Spirit of promise.
Ephesians 1:13

As we listened to my Pastor speak of my dad's changed life and the joy he brought to so many in that change. Hearts were encouraged and full of thankfulness.

Remembering the beginning...

A daughter's hope...and desire

A step of faith...patient in the work of God

Strength of prayer...and the Truth

A yielded heart...one's own choice

A calm assurance and peace...


This was on my heart. HOW GREAT THOU ART!

As we drove to the National Cemetery to honor my dad for his military service as well; I looked in the rear view mirror...

TWENTY EIGHT cars following behind us....

My husband and children listened as I recalled his arrival a few years prior...

an old car...a box with few belongings...no hope...without God

NOW...friends honoring his life of faith and hope. Friends bringing their hearts of joy and loss to share with us...his family...the peace of God's promises fulfilled.

As the taps played and I was given his flag, the final prayer said...

I was so very thankful to be


Monday, December 8, 2008

Missionaries...my dad and me

My dad and I now embarked on a new journey together.

Missionaries to the souls of men at the V.A. Hospital!

He needed to have radiation treatments to ward of the cancer returning again, he did not want chemo.

We made weekly trips....and while my father was in with the doctor: I sat in the waiting room amidst many war veterans. Some experiencing the same disease as my father, some other health issues. All men...who needed hope!

As I sat in the waiting room..I'd pass out tracts, readily received! What joy filled my heart at this reception. Even if I didn't get to say a word..THE WORD was given and they could read it.

I recall one elderly man in particular whom I had the privilege of striking up a conversation..which then led to a witness of God's saving grace. This sweet man listened so intently and as my father came in to leave, the gentleman shook his hand and expressed his happiness at meeting me and our comforting chat.

I don't know if this man got saved...God does. Just the opportunity to share God's love and amazing grace was my joy! Perhaps..I hope..one day to see him again and know that this time was his to receive Christ as his Saviour.

My dad got a kick out of my "mission" while he was with the doctor..and so from that time on we called these our "missionary journey's" together. It made the dreadful trip for the treatment worth it all!

My father and me...doing a work for the Lord...together.

And it all began...with a simple letter of HOPE.

So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. Isaiah 55:11

Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ. Philippians 1:6

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

I love to tell the story...

Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart every word,
Tell me the story most precious.
Sweetest that ever was heard.

I love to tell the story, tis pleasant to repeat
What seems each time I tell it, More wonderfully sweet;
I love to tell the story, For some have never heard,
The message of salvation, From God's own holy Word.

Tell me the story softly, with earnest tones and grave,
Remember I'm the sinner, whom Jesus came to save.
Tell me the story always, If you would really be,
In any time of trouble. A comforter to me.
Tell me the old, old story, Tell me the old, old story.
Tell me the old, old story Of Jesus and His love.

There's a sweet and blessed story
Of the Christ who came from glory
Just to rescue me in mercy full and free
With His loving kindness sought me,
And from sin and shame he bought me,
Hallelujah! Jesus ransomed me.

Hallelujah what a Saviour Who can take a poor lost sinner,
Lift him from the miry clay and set him free!

I will ever tell the story..Shouting glory, glory, glory..
Hallelujah! Jesus ransomed me.


All songs giving glory to the LORD...for the work done in the hearts of man. I too, could write a song of praise for the work God has not only done in my own heart; but in the hearts of those I have prayed for and the wonderful privilege of seeing the salvation of converted souls.

What would my words contain...

Praise be to the LORD...my God and my Saviour
My eyes behold, The wonders of his hand,
My heart is lifted up in joy
His truths and promises still stand!

Praise be to the LORD...my God and my Saviour
My prayers, he's heard
My pleas have come before Him
My hearts desire....found in his precious Word!

Praise be to the LORD...my God and my Saviour
My confidence shall never be shattered
My steadfast hope...will always be true
Forever His praises...my lips shall scatter!

Praise be to the LORD...MY GOD AND MY SAVIOUR!

written by HOPE
December 2, 2008

As I write "this story" about my earthly father and my Heavenly Father; I truly rejoice in this work of God's mercy, grace and truth.

I read also today in my daily devotional reading... Mark chpt. 5:1-20 (awe the number of Grace!) the story ends with this verse..

And he departed, and began to publish in Decapolis how great things Jesus had done for him: and all men did marvel. Mark 5:20

I myself marvel at this story and that of my earthly father. Freed from the cords of sin and finding peace with God.

I love to tell the story!!

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Once Again

Once again...I am my father's Princess...oh, what joy to know that my father was now a Christian! My dreams and desires come true! Surely Psalm 37:4-5 had indeed come to pass.

Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto him; and he shall bring it to pass. Psalm 37:4-5

...to be excited about the things of GOD...the promises...the mercies...the good work of faith!

I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart. Psalm 40:8

In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul. Psalm 94:19

Thy testimonies are my delight and my counsellers. Psalm 119:24

...not pleasures...not greed...BUT HIS WILL.
My desire was His will..that all men might be saved and come to the knowledge of the truth!

Who will have all men to be saved, and to come unto the knowledge of the truth. I Timothy 2:4

Of course it is every persons choice! Not all men will be saved. How very heart wrenching. To know the truth is right in our midst and to reject it. What a sorrowful way to end life. I cannot even imagine the horror of knowing this ...after death.

Have you ever made a choice in life that you regret?...that you grieve over, even now, that you cannot change...at all! This is what life without Christ will be like in the end.

I am so thankful, as I write this post and Thanksgiving this week. Oh, to Praise my Saviour for his love towards me..towards man.

Set aside pride...and realize the GOD of all creation desires...to delight in YOU! He desires to bless you now and even give you life eternal! Look what he has done for so many...and my father.

As my father found victory from the sin that was destroying his life...I recall this verse in Psalms. Oh how the Psalms are filled with the delights of man towards God...and God toward man...read and see!

By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me. Psalm 41:11

The enemy of sin.

Though in this life we do suffer the calamities of the flesh and our past life. We do still reap what we sow. This flesh still has it's scars. Grace from God enables us to go on in life. I believe a clear conscience (redeemed) can help one endure any trial of this flesh. But once this life is ended in Christ...all is gone and as Revelation 21

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Revelation 21:4

And so..as my father attended church with us and began to grow in the knowledge of the LORD and his will; he also understood what sin cost.

He had lost his family many years ago...he lost another dear wife...and his health.

His health would be affected again. The cancer returned.

Yet, now, he knew the LORD and he had peace as never before.

He had to have a Laryngectomy. Surgery to remove his larynx. This took his voice away.

Prior to his surgery, he went into another room and called my step-mom. I don't know the extent of the conversation, but, I believe he witnessed to her. He did tell me afterwards...

"I told her...GOD took away my smokin'...and now he's taking away my cussin'! He said this with a smile."

He was acknowledging the fact...I believe...that GOD was worthy of Praise and not the words that he spoke too many times.

My father did well in his surgery and was given a handheld device to speak (roughly). He made himself signs to hold up in church!

AMEN! Hallelujah! Praise the LORD!

What excitement it brought to others, knowing his testimony and now this! Holding up signs in the midst of a message giving his Amen too! we laughed, we cried, we rejoiced!


The evidence is known...

And we know that the Son of God is come, and hath given us an understanding, that we may know him that is true, and we are in him that is true, even in his Son Jesus Christ. I John 5;20

Monday, November 17, 2008

God's Work

At this present time..today, Monday 2008...

I've returned from an evening of wonderful preaching. We are having our first Mission Conference this week. How timely for my story, as tonight was a reminder of what seems so impossible for man...is possible with God.

Souls...are the mission field.

As my last entry stated..my father came once again back into my life.

WHY? Surely, this was not just for a visit. God had plans!!

My father intended only to visit! However, God chose otherwise. The home my father had inquired about, rejected his application. He had no place to go.

The next few weeks were very trying. My father was sneaking his drink..and his smoking was nearly choking us!


A lady in our church operated a mobile home park and offered him a furnished place.

We helped him settle in and then began times of "visitation"!!

Each visit was a continual witness of God's presence in our lives.

Not long after this he became very ill and ended up in the hospital. The doctor's told him if he ever picked up another cigarette he was a dead man. Needless to say...we cleaned out his trailer of any evidence that he ever smoked!

Unfortunately, this of course distressed his system and drove him to drinking even more. We worried about him. One day my children and I decided after school to go visit him and found him sitting in the doorway...drunk. My heart sank and we drove off. He didn't want to hear any more about God.

My children were now very aware of his condition, we spent much time in prayer as a family for my father.

One particular day, he drove up in my driveway and just sat there in his car. He was drunk. I began to witness to him about his condition and his need for the LORD. He got very arrogant. I asked him to leave. He refused and then got out of the car and sat on a bench by my front door. Now, the pity party started. "If you loved me...If you loved me."

The children viewing this from a window...went to the bedroom and knelt to pray. They knew, mom needed help! and from the LORD.

I was getting no where with my father and so I called to my children to get in our van and we drove off. That was one of the hardest moments for me. He looked so pitiful as we drove from our own home and left him there to wallow in his own pity.

He went home mad....but, he realized...this behaviour around my children, would not be tolerated.

Weeks went by without seeing my father. My husband spent many nights with him talking about the LORD. Little by little, my father began to respond. He came to church off and on... mainly for the children's sake. He did realize, he didn't want his grandchildren to see him a drunk. When he was sober, he was a very good, and loving grandfather.

(How perfect is God's timing!) He came out to a special meeting we were having at our church. He liked our Pastor. he liked our guest speaker...and little did we know, how much he admired my husband and the FAITH these MEN possessed!

(my father always viewed a church man as weak...WHO is really the weak...man?)

As he continued his struggle with drink...Our Pastor and guest speaker decided to pay him a visit. During this visit they shared verses in Scripture that my Father had never seen before....

I Corinthians 6:9

Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God? Be not deceived; neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor abusers of themselves with mankind,
Nor thieves, nor covetous, NOR DRUNKARDS
, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God.

...NO DRUNKARDS!! My father, realized this was HIM! His name was right there...

Then they read to him verse 11...

And such WERE SOME OF YOU: but ye are washed, but ye are sanctified, but ye are justified, in the name of our Lord Jesus, and by the Spirit of our God.

They expounded upon the scriptures and then left him to think about God's word.

That night after they left, my father humbled himself before the throne of Grace and submitted his unbelieving heart to the LORD OF GLORY. He confessed he was the sinner of I Corinthians 6 and that by faith in the shed blood of the LORD Jesus Christ, he wanted to be born again...washed from his sinful life. Not just drink, but lying, and all the sins that kept him from God. He wanted to be clean.

He called upon the name of the LORD.

This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.
Psalm 34:6

Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.
For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me.
Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight: that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.
Psalm 51:1-4

He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. He hath put a new song in my moth, even praise unto our God" and many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.
Psalm 40:2-3

My father came by one day shortly after this night to speak with my husband. He told him to keep me and the children away for a week. He was drying up!

When my husband shared this with me...oh, how I cried! I cried for him and the struggle it would be. But, I knew, in the LORD...he could do it! What joy we had this day!

When we finally got together and talked. He told us his testimony of the work of God all these years...and now, how for once...he saw REAL men, living what the believed! He saw men of true faith! He understood now, why we could loose a child and still praise God. He understood the depths of our desire to see him saved and why I had to drive off that day and leave him to himself. He knew...the BIBLE was true.

My father began to then come to church...faithfully. He also volunteered to help in our Christian day school where I taught and my children attended.

He became known as every one's......... GRANDPA.

and....he was my dad.

...no longer the atheist...he now was a born again, Bible believing...CHRISTIAN!

(this is not the end of the story!)

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Where are you?

It wasn't long after we settled into our new place of residence...that I received a heartbreaking telephone call.

My dad and step mom were getting a divorce! What?....it seemed my dad had it altogether? The bottle had taken over once again.

His own iniquities shall take the wicked himself, and he shall be holden with the cords of his own sins. Proverbs 5:22

My dear sweet step mom could take it no longer...and sadly, he understood.
How helpless he must have felt. He told me to always keep in touch with her and that she was the most wonderful woman in the world. He wanted us to remain "family".

And we have....she is now just as dear to me ... if not more.

My dad moved to the western U.S.

My husband eventually transferred back to his original job, before our moving to Switzerland. We were happyback at our home church where we basically, grew up in the LORD. Newlyweds, I, only saved a year and my husband three years...this ministry was our foundation of learning the precious precepts of the Word of God and the testimony of it's strength found in the King James Bible Version.

Without this sure foundation of confidence that built and nourished my faith...I don't think I would have survived the trial of Switzerland (Watering Wells of Hope).

Surely we are indebted to those Saints who encourage us and teach us the right way wherein we should walk...with the wonderful guide The Holy Bible... filled with the examples of those who followed Christ in the past. The book of Hebrews..the Christian Hall of Faith...and then there are the modern day Saints of today that we know. Ones who's walk of faith bear witness with ours...that we are the children of God.

My dad and I corresponded a few times and then...once again...he is gone. No word...no answers to mail...nothing.

"Dad, Where are you?"...
I'd pray and call this out...

"Lord, please once again help me find this poor lost soul, he needs you!"

A year or so went by...and my step mom contacted me saying she found out that my dad was living with my Uncle. (the Uncle who helped me find him in the beginning!) Only now he lived in the southern U.S. Maybe I can contact my dad again?

another..."Please forward" ...letter.

I did indeed. Sure enough my dad was there. He had a bout with cancer of the mouth and went through treatments while at his brother's home. He was now on his way up North. He wanted to go to a place for veterans who had no home.

"No HOME!"

My heart ached to hear such words from a man who...when I found him...had a lovely home and sweet wife. He coached a children's sport and was active in many areas of community service. Now this.

He had no hope...an Atheist...has nothing to trust in but himself.

My dad, was a very intelligent man, an officer in the military service, a man at one time who processed great leadership qualities.

What happened?

Know ye not, that to whom ye yield yourselves servants to obey, his servants ye are to whom ye obey...
Romans 6:16

My dad had chosen to be servant to sin. Drink..had consumed his life.

Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful: but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened.
Romans 2:21

My dad in his heart knew God. He had written a poem once during his military service..about...GOD. (Was he really? an Atheist? or was this an excuse to live life they way he wanted)

Since he planned on moving up North...he said, he would stop by and visit for a few days.

When he arrived...he came in an old car with a box in the trunk. His sole possessions of life.

How my heart ached...while he hugged his little Princess.

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
Hebrews 11:1

Monday, November 10, 2008

Blessed Assurance

Upon returning from Switzerland...we had a few days visit with my dad and step mom on our journey to my husband's new job in another state. He could see by our lives that everything in spite of our trials overseas...was back to normal and we could laugh and enjoy life. Our prayers still faithfully said at each meal. No bitterness had set in...no sorrows carried on...but joy in the LORD, for his goodness and grace.

Did he ponder in his heart..why? I can't help but know he did.

I thought about this song today "Blessed Assurance" and the words so touched me. This was exactly our story upon our return from a fiery trial of faith. That blessed assurance of God's care...perfect submission all is at rest. Watching and waiting, looking above..filled with his goodness,lost in his love.

Blessed Assurance

Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a fore-taste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

This is my story..
this is my song, Praising my Savior all the day long; This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Savior all the day long.

Fanny Crosby 1820-1915

Dear Reader..is their a song in your heart today? Is there not a remembrance of God's goodness? Don't place your harps upon the willows! Sing once again the songs of Zion!

I still recall the blessed hymns I listened to while in Switzerland and leaning on God's strength. Those songs are so very precious to me now. Oh, how they bring me back to the time....of great need...and great comfort..found only in my Saviour.

Sweet Hour of Prayer

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known
In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempters snare, By thy return sweet hour of prayer.

William W. Walford 1772-1850

These songs...

and indeed that precious time of prayer...would be very important in the days ahead.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Without Excuse

Romans chpt. 2 verse 19-21

Because that which may be known of God is manifest in them; for God hath shewed it unto them.

For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:

Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened.

The dictionary definition of an Atheist:

non-believer...free thinker...skeptic

denies the existence of a Divine being

refrains from commitment to any religious doctrine

impossible to know anything about GOD.

Through many visits with my dad after our initial meeting. I trusted the LORD to prove himself to this Atheist. My Dad.

Surely...in that first meeting; he had to know that this wasn't by chance: His daughter after twenty years finds him through a letter written with Please Forward all over the front and back! That he just happen to live close enough to visit. Had he or I lived overseas...what would the chances have been of getting together? The distance and the cost?

And...truly, he was thankful! Wasn't he? Tears at the mailbox!

God saw fit to give us time...and then an absence would come by God's design. If you have read or (please do) read my blog Watering Wells of Hope...God chose to send us overseas to Switzerland. It was during this time of great trial in our lives...my father was very much aware of though afar off. We corresponded by letter and phone calls. My father knew every detail of the great needs we encountered from time to time...and the answers to PRAYER.

I'd like to take this time to encourage you dear reader in God's perfect work and plan in our lives...lost or saved. I always picture our lives like the spokes on a wheel. We at the center and God's work going forth through the spokes..in all directions...yet...turning in the same direction..TO GOD.

For a lost person (one without Christ in their life) the spokes go out in different means by which to reach the poor lost soul. To show them His presence and work.

For the saved..believer..born again... the spokes are His work in you and through you....as you journey on closer in fellowship with your Saviour.

This is what God was doing in my father's life.

Giving him...a glimpse of hope...God's care revealed...hearts of other "Christians"... mercy and grace in time of great need.

A testimony of HIS EXISTENCE!!!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

The Mission

As I've returned from a trip to visit family in the Northwest...I thought upon my father a lot.

Flying into our connection at Houston, Texas.... reminded me of that flight to see him for the first time. It was a Mission from the beginning. To find him...to know him...and to witness God's saving grace. I wanted so much to be that light shining forth God's truths.

It was nice to recall this wonderful memory as I traveled on to visit with my children. Some I have not seen in a few years. I was so anxious to get my arms around them.

I can imagine how my dad felt that special day. I know how I felt, so loved! By my Earthly Father and my Heavenly Father.

I prayed during this visit to the Northwest, that my children would feel as loved as I did then with my Father(s) and they would rejoice in the provision and answered prayers concerning this trip to see them.

One Sunday the Pastor's text were:

Psalm 137:2-4 We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

All but one of my children were present there. The Pastor reminded us of our heritage and not to forget the songs of Zion! He reminded us of our family life, as he gave illustrations of his own Father and the love between them. The things of his upbringing he valued and kept in his faith. He went around the congregation asking people their favorite songs in the hymn book and why. The testimonies brought tears.

Matthew 5:15 Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house.

...a light even amidst our own family....

A timely message. A perfect message.

It brought joy to my heart to know that my husband and I had the privilege of sitting there with our children for this "remembrance" message. Reminding them, of the comfort we had as a family around the table of God's fellowship...the songs we sang together while our girls played the piano and our evening devotions and prayer time.

I could have claimed every song in the hymn book. But, I chose ...

From Every Stormy Wind That Blows

There is a place where Jesus sheds, The oil of gladness on our heads
A place than all besides more sweet- it is the blood bought mercy seat.

There is a scene where spirits blend, where friend holds fellowship with friend,
Tho sundered far, by faith they meet, Around one common mercy seat.

I love the words of this song. Thou the storms of life come...that light of God's presence is ever present and a comfort in a dark world. The messages of the Preacher once again enlightened us of that great hope found in our Saviour Jesus Christ.

Our life is a continual mission....showing forth the Praises of our God...

Singing the songs of Zion...the testimonies of his handiwork in our lives...

A shining light...set on a hill.. even in our own family circle!

The mission to reach my father continued... I refused to believe that as a professing Athiest, his heart could not be reached!

Tuesday, October 28, 2008


Thank you friends for your needed prayer and kind comments. I have returned from a long trip and have a touch of the bug...

Hope to post tomorrow.

God bless...

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Time to pause

I will be taking some time off from my story til November.

I have some health issues that have come up...and some family needs.

God bless...


Wednesday, September 24, 2008

The witness

One evening after the children were put to bed; my step mother prepared a wonderful cinnamon tea. Each cup held the aroma of a pleasant sweetness.

During this evenings tea...I gave my father and his wife my testimony of salvation. An added blessing for me in being able to share my testimony was to have the very one who led me to the LORD right beside me...my husband.

The opportunity to witness has got to be one of the greatest joys in a Christian's life. To recount that glorious day when one has trusted Christ as their personal Saviour. The beginning of a new life! That fulfilling moment of a clear conscience!


A favorite hymn of mine:

Redeemed how I love to proclaim it

Redeemed by the blood of the lamb

Redeemed through his infinite mercies

His child and forever...I am..


Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb!

Redeemed and so happy in Jesus

No language my rapture can tell..

I know that the light of his presence

With me doth continually dwell..


and so with my witness...came not only the joy of telling of the mercies of GOD, but the joy of speaking...in person...to my earthly father...about my Heavenly Father.

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.
John 3:16-17

My father and his wife were very kind in listening, expressing their happiness for my life.

His wife had grown up in church and had sang in the choir in her youth.

My dad....he was an atheist.

...a recovering alcoholic, he had been sober for a year.

It was quite alarming for me to find out my father was an atheist.

my happy world had been shattered.

I felt I had lost him again...in my heart.... where I held the treasure of his presence and that dream of..."My Earthly Father".....and his receptive heart intertwined in mine with my "Heavenly Father".

A man of his own means...he was proud of himself having taken on the challenges of his life. He was strong now and of course happy with his new found family.

When I went to bed each night of our visit; I prayed that the light of God's presence would shine in us and my father could not deny GOD any longer!

I thanked the LORD for the continuing days we had in our visit and each door of utterance that opened, revealing GOD in our lives. We requested prayer at each meal. The children sang Sunday School songs...compelling his wife to sing along familiar songs from her youth.

These moments lifted the burden of my heart...reminding me...GOD is in our midst always. His work continues as we wait patiently...trusting in his good work.

This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous and then thou shalt have good success.

Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the LORD thy God is with thee whithersover thou goest.

Joshua 1:8-9

So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.

Isaiah 55:11

My Father's....Princess!

My twenty-fifth birthday was approaching...and so was the trip to visit my father.

My dream come true...at last...a reality.

(this is usually said about a husband...he too was my dream come true!)

And he would share this journey with me.

Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.
Proverbs 27:17


It is January 1980 and my stomach is so full of butterflies, I can't sit still in my seat on the airplane. As I walked to the back of the plane, the flight attendants were standing there chatting. As we said hello, the usual in flight conversations started.

"Is this a business or pleasure trip?"

Oh my...what a question to ask me of all times!

And so I began with the letter reaching my dad and his phone call and that when we land, I will see him for the first time in 21 years!

They were ecstatic! The depth of the meeting began to sink in when they saw that I was with my husband and three small children as well.

Not only was this man going to see his daughter...but three precious Grandchildren!

They now could not wait for the landing themselves. I had to hurry back to my seat as the approach for landing was now underway.

As we touched ground...my husband gripped my hand with assurance. Assurance of hope...that GOD was in this!

As we waited our turn to exit the plane...

My father and his wife were pacing the waiting area. He had set his alarm on his watch for the exact time our plane was to land. And it did sound off! He was counting every moment!

Coming down the walkway...we knew immediately who they were. They looked just like the photo my father had enclosed with the tickets. A pleasant smiling couple.

Now....they were waving...smiling and trying to get closer.

My father immediately reached out his arms to embrace....his "Princess"

The tears of joy overflowed within our hearts as well as upon our faces. He knelt down to hug each of ....his grandchildren.

And then he gave my husband a tight hug of approval.

His wife also was beaming with joy...she was the one left to explain all that was going on while the flight crew and Captain stood watching with tears in their eyes.

The Captain shook our hands and said what a pleasure it was to deliver such precious cargo on his flight! He wished he'd known.

Perhaps it's just as well he didn't...we might have had the newsmen there and a brass band! The brass band would have been nice!

I can't help but imagine the Angels in Heaven singing praises at the good work of God.

We all huddled together chattering away as we picked up our luggage.

My father just looked at us over and over in amazement. He was so happy.

and...I was too.

The "Princess" treatment began as soon as we arrived to their home.

There were gifts for everyone...a special coffee mug with my (real) name on it.

Yes, just for the "Princess"

The children had their own room and some new toys.

We felt so at HOME.

I did not realize that all the neighbors knew about this meeting. And later their very close friends living across the street came to meet us. A wonderful couple with three children...close to the ages of my own. (God is so good!)

(I wondered...if they had peeked out the window upon our arrival...I think so!)

There was so much to talk about...years...photos...and today.

The next day...was shopping day. Just my father and I.

He wanted to take me out for my birthday and buy an outfit. How nice.

A nice dress? NO...head to toe outfit!

I found a lovely skirt suit...and a must was a lovely blouse to match...and shoes..and a purse!

Indeed.... I did feel like my daddy's...."Little Princess"

When we arrived at the house, my husband greeted us at the door, smiling from ear to ear.

"So what did you get?"

as we entered I heard... "SURPRISE!!!"

There was the neighbors and my step mom laughing as I looked upon all the children seated around the dining table wearing bright yellow plastic cowboy hats and surrounded by western decorations...and a huge decorated cookie in the center of the table!

It was just so cute to behold.

My father and his wife lived in Texas and since this was our first time to the state...it was only appropriate to bring in my birthday...Texas style!

Everyone began to sing...and I cut the first piece of the cookie.

(I always wondered if my children thought that was an just ordinary birthday party!?)

During the visit...we went to the zoo...the ice cream shop...barbecued. All full days filled with making....memories.

I know my father was trying to make up for lost time. At times I felt awkward knowing this..and didn't want him or his wife to feel that they owed me anything.

This made them happy though...and you could tell.

It was the joy of finding him that brought me such happiness...

deep within...knowing God's hand was upon this...

the witness of his saving Grace was within reach.

I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.
Psalm 72:14

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

"Please Forward"

Walking to the mailbox...an everyday habit...usually expecting a bill of some sort..

My father found a letter

A very special letter with his daughter's name as the sender!

and "PLEASE FORWARD" written on the front and back of the envelope..

She's looking for me!

His heart so full...he stood at the mailbox for a long time, just holding the letter unopened.

His wife noticed it was taking him quite a while to check the mail and as she walked out the door...

he drew near, he held his hand out with tears in his eyes

She too was amazed!

Oh, she must have just gotten married and wanted to tell you!

As they both sat down to read the letter...

Words came of her wonderful husband and small growing family...and a life of joy as a Christian young woman...

He sat dazed...she hadn't forgotten me!

His wife would tell me later...it was the happiest day of his life.

Is it possible that all these years, he wanted a "Little Princess"...but was too ashamed of his life and the reasons for divorce...and the agreement to stay away.

He also had a deep void in his life.


Just as he had gone to the mailbox as usual...

I was busy about my daily home keeping when the telephone rang...

"It's your DAD!"

I rolled my eyes thinking it was a friend playing a joke...but my husband with a serious look on his face said...

"It IS your dad!"

I froze for a moment...

MY LETTER...MY LETTER!....reached him!

...GOD answered my prayer!

Hear my prayer, O LORD,
give hear to my supplications:
in faithfulness answer me,
and in thy righteousness.
Psalm 143:1

We spoke for a little while. He asked how I found him and how much it meant to him receiving my letter.

"We want to fly you and your family to visit us! Can you come?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing...now a trip...visit in person!

All expenses paid!! I was overwhelmed.

The journey of a "Princess"...was about to begin.

Delight thyself also in the LORD;
and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.
Commit thy way unto the LORD;
trust also in him;
and he shall bring it to pass.
Psalm 37:4-5

Monday, September 15, 2008

A Burdened Heart

As a young woman of nineteen years I began my journey with the LORD...my heavenly Father. What joy I found in knowing Him! I could read this love letter every day...any hour.

Just as a young child climbs into their father's lap for comfort and security. I now found mine...in the Words of GOD, my Father.

I was always troubled at some one's death. I had no assurance of where they went when they died. I wanted to know!

In the witness of this young man; it was at that time of my salvation that all peace flooded my soul. I knew.. I knew now...by faith in the shed blood of Christ for the remission of my sins...I now..will go to Heaven! Washed clean from my sins! AMEN!

Of course I married this young man, who won the admiration of my heart. We started a family and he eventually attended Bible College.

We both grew in the grace and knowledge of the LORD and understanding of His ways and will.

The Lord is not slack concerning his promises, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance. II Peter 3:9

Once again..my thoughts began to reflect on my earthly father and I became very burdened for his soul.

Lord, I have to find him...I have a father out in this world somewhere...is he saved? Does he know you LORD?

Please, help me find him. I must give him the Gospel...I must give him the truth and hope!

Where do I begin to look?

My grandmother had passed away years earlier and I had not been in contact with any of my father's family.

I pondered many ways...and then decided to seek out one of my uncles.

His wife, the one who always wrote my mother. She was SAVED! I remember the letter with her testimony!!! I'll find my uncle...I'd remember the address. They lived there for so many years..they must still be there!

Of all places...New York! and with a very common name...my chances seemed slim. But, with prayer and confidence in my trek...I was sure to find him.

"Hello Uncle..this is your niece. I am fine, thank you. Oh, I'm 24 yrs. old now and happily married with three children. I'm calling to ask if you know how I can reach my father?

You do...you have his address! Oh, that's okay if it's an old one. (he had not heard from my dad in a very long time) I'd like to write him a letter. I'll just put "forward" on the envelope. Oh, thank you so much. It was wonderful talking with you. I will...I'll keep in touch.

My prayer was answered..there was hope!

Praise ye the LORD, Praise the LORD, O my soul.
While I live will I praise the LORD:
I will sing praise unto my God while I have any being.
Put not your trust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.
His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the LORD his God:
Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth truth for ever.
Psalm 146:1-6

Monday, September 8, 2008

A Love Letter

My searching could never bring me peace. The "religion" I was brought up with gave me nothing but a repetitious prayer life and redundant church service that led me nowhere.

I recall going to a different church once with a friend...and for the first time, I heard in depth about people who knew God and how he was a part of their lives! For once, I realized there was more to a church service...there was a BOOK about God that people could read for themselves!

I wanted this Book.

On one special occasion in which I was advanced in my "religion"... a gift is given by your parents. I requested a BIBLE. Much to my disappointment, I was given a little book of my religious affiliation.

I had so many questions about God, but there was no one who would take the time outside of a programed lesson, to give me assurance and hope and trust.
In my Blog...Watering Wells Of Hope... I wrote a post about Trust. Here is an excerpt of this post...


Trust~ definition: firm belief in some quality of a person, thing; hope; confidence in, rely on, believe.

A person's personal testimony is one that cannot be refuted as it is theirs/mine. One can choose to believe it or not..as is with anything of choice in life. However, when the life reflects the depth of truth...it is more tangible and as the definition of TRUST states..we have confidence in it and there is an eventual belief of that truth.

I remember reading a statement not long ago..actually in regards to the present youth "thought" on belief... that saddened me. It isn't necessarily in regards to GOD either.

it stated: It's true... because "I" believe it. NOT I believe it.. because "IT" is true.

There can be so much personal deception here...if "I" just want to believe something..maybe because it makes me feel good, happy, sounds good etc. there is great danger in it possibly NOT being true.

But when it is TRUTH ~ definition:( facts-conformity to fact, correct, honest)...then, I can put my complete confidence in the fact, that it is indeed true..I won't have to worry about it changing how I feel or my happiness etc. because it will remain a fact and true.

The Bible verses that brings great confidence to me in regards to Truth are found in the books of

Hebrews chpt.13 verse 8.... Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day and for ever.

I Corinthians chpt. 14 verse 33... For God is not the author of confusion

and most of all...

St. John chpt. 1 verse 17..... but grace and truth came by Jesus Christ.

I am currently enrolled in a church history class...and it is notable that for the true facts about Jesus and others existence...it is the testimony of the enemy about them that makes it clear historical evidence of events etc. Some spoke of Christ and his Crucifixion as an event that took place...others mention names ..such as James the brother of Jesus. Confirming..Jesus did live on this earth. We even ourselves take the "testimony" in a court of law as evidence..and weigh it with facts surrounding the word of the testimony to make a judgement.

This morning (Sept. 2008) in my devotional reading of Morning and Evening by Charles H. Spurgeon...I noted this..

Spurgeon said... "redemption like creation has it's word of might"...

God said, Let there be light: and there was light.
Genesis 1:3

Jesus healed with the simple words... " I will"...and one was healed..completely! Matthew 8:3

Jesus also said.. "I am the way, the truth and the life" John 14:6

To know that there is a perfect book of God...the Holy Bible...found in the King James Version. Is a complete comfort of the truth.

Redemption is found there. It is a word of might!

Another letter for me...came by a young Christian man God brought into my life. God knew the desires of my heart.

I wanted the TRUTH. I wanted to find the way...the truth...and the life!

On the first meeting with this young man... he opened the BIBLE! His witness to me of his own life as a born again Christian so touched my heart that I wanted to hear more and more....and read more and more of God's Holy Word.

It was a loving letter...of God's love...for me.

I found I could trust this faithful Christian in his desire to give me hope and assurance about God's love and redemption for my sins. Because he used God's WORD to show me the way.

I found I could trust...GOD.

Jeremiah 29:13 And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart.

God is not the author of confusion. God's promises are sure and he said he will show us the way...and he has.

His WORD is perfect.

Dear Reader...I challenge you today to compare your version with the KJV. All other versions are "missing" verses...words! WHY?

People still read Shakespeare! is it archaic? The KJV is the only BIBLE that has sold more than any book published..it has no copyright and is freely read.

I also challenge you to a search of the truth... Gail Riplinger has several resource's at her website... www.avpublications.com that will truly guide you into the truth of this issue. On the right side bar of this site is an example to read by clicking chpt. previews of NKJV error.

If you were to hand God the KJV today and ask him to "correct" it...do you honestly believe he would! and go against His own character of faithfulness and truth to all generations.

His WORD says...Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day and for ever! Hebrews 13:8

Psalm 12:7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.

He is faithful. Always, remember GOD is faithful, just and of truth.

In my search and emptiness of a father....I found the greatest Father of all

The Lord, my Saviour and my God.

Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort.. II Corinthians 1:3

My empty void was filled now with love...assurance...and trust.

As God changed Sarai to Sarah...meaning "Princess". I became a princess too.

When I trusted Christ as my Saviour...I received a new name that day.

I belong to him....He is mine and I am His.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Answered prayer!

Thank you all for your prayers...we did NOT have to evacuate..and though the Storm came ashore close to my son...all is well..he didn't even loose power. And..we need to pray for IKE as it is going into the Gulf they say.

It is a very stressful time for folks...I know just the day to day watch of do we go..do we stay and what to take.

Your prayers are very much appreciated. I am so thankful to the LORD for his gracious hand at this time for us.

God bless you all..

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Post Delay

Due to Hurricane Hanna...my post for this week will be delayed until next week.

Thank you for stopping by...and pray for us!

EDIT...pray now concerning Hurricane IKE....

I will set this to post next Tues...just in case we need to prepare for IKE.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

The Letters

Hidden in my heart was his presence...that of my earthly father.

As I grew up I often wondered if he thought upon me. Around that same age of 10 with my heart broken over the failed marriage plans of my mother; I decided to write my grandmother and just ask for my father's address!

"Dear Daddy... I think about you all the time and asked Grandma to give me your address. I know that you must be very busy with the war. I pray for the soldiers.

I am ten years old now and love school. We had a school election to learn about voting and I ran for Vice President! I made posters and gave a speech too! My best friend won though. But, that is okay. We still like each other.

I have a cat, she is black and white. Do you like cats?

I hope you like this letter and write back.

I love you daddy."

Weeks passed and I wondered if I would ever get an answer.


I received a letter addressed on military stationary.

My daddy...a soldier..

I was proud of him, even if I didn't spend time with him.

The letter was short. He told me about serving in Viet Nam. He also sent a patch of his unit and a photo of himself.

I cherished the photo...

How pleased he was to hear I did well in school and asked about my sister and mother. He also told me if I needed anything that my uncle would always know where to find him.

He signed it... with love, dad.

I belonged to him...he is mine and I am his!

(He soon retired after I received this letter...and I never heard another word)

Disappointments were innumerable as I grew up. It seemed that promises were so futile and my longing for that security of a father...farther and farther off.

Time passed on and the activities of life took hold..yet that void was ever present.


TODAY....I thank the Lord GOD as my Heavenly Father for his unfailing promises! I rejoice in the security of eternal life...PROMISED in his word.

And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand.
My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all; and no man is able to pluck them out of my Father's hand.
John 10:28-29

Dear reader..you can never be unfathered! Whether in earthly means or Spiritual!
A man father's a child who is his until he passes this life. A child born of man cannot be unborn! Just as the new birth in Christ! You cannot become unborn to God!

A man can deny his children...but that seed within is a being that lives forever! Nor can that seed of GOD within the receiving heart of salvation...ever be plucked from the hand of God the Father, it lives also forever!

You have a promise from the God of all creation...

In whom (Jesus Christ) ye also trusted, after that ye heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation: In whom also after that ye believed, ye were sealed with that holy Spirit of promise.
Ephesians 1:13

a promise in His letter to you...his WORD!

THIS IS THE DAY...I rejoice in the promises of my HEAVENLY FATHER! I find comfort and rest in the security of his great love and truth.

I can...trust him.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Childhood Dreams

Growing up as a child...dreams fill your mind. You "dream" ...a cherished desire.

Mine was to know my father. My parents divorced when I was just four years old. Young enough to remember a few "moments" that connect you to a person in your life.

Have you ever thought upon the impact you have on some one's life...just a few moments can be a lifetime memory.

I remember my "daddy" cooking in the kitchen. Of all things to remember! Flipping pancakes...perhaps because as a young child this talent impressed me. I can imagine now, the glee from a four year old; as I think upon my grandchildren and how exciting it is for them when I make shaped pancakes. I've made flowers, horses and even accidentally a Triceratops Dinosaur! That brought in a lot of wows! I'm sure my grandsons will always remember "Nana's Tricertop!" and how glad that makes me. To know that just a moment of my time...will stay with them always.

My life as a child held one dream...to be my father's Princess.

This was a great void in my life...could it ever be?

I remember as a child always admiring my friends home life and their Dad. I watched with a longing of being held as they were. A longing to belong to someone securely.

My mother tried her best. She worked hard to raise two daughters alone. She didn't remarry until I left home. Though not without years of searching for "Mr. Right". And of course along with that came heartache for her...but for me as well.

One "Mr. Right"...asked me... at age 10

"Would you like me to be your daddy?"

What a question to ask..ME!

We made preparations of getting dresses for the wedding..and then...he just didn't call anymore. It was cruel and a get back at my mom for saying "no" years earlier.

My trust in men began to wane...as did my dream of ever being some one's Princess.

My parents decided at their divorce not to have visitation and cause distresses in our lives. It was best to go their separate ways. He was in the military and of course this meant orders all over the world. There would be no letters, no calls. Nothing.

His dear mother however, sent birthday cards to my sister and I each year and a sweet Aunt kept in touch with my mother. Maybe this was also a way of keeping up with our childhood and giving my father reports. Genuine love seem to flow in their cards and letters.

My mother had old photos of my father and I would sometimes sit and look over them. Imagining what he was like. He was so handsome and I couldn't understand why they were apart. In some of the photos of myself, I clung to a doll in my arms...

"Did my father give me this doll..just for his little Princess?"

As a child I held onto so many thoughts that would connect me to my father.

Hidden in my heart was his presence.

Today... I think upon the WORD OF GOD and find such comfort in knowing my HEAVENLY FATHER! What secure love and joy I have in Him. If only as a child I had known his great love and the promises and hope found in his ways.

I John 4:18a -19 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment...
We love him, because he first loved us.

I pray that any of you reading this story...will take the time with your children and read to them the Scriptures and lead them to the LORD. Lead them in the paths of hope and assurance. Train them in the way they should go..

II Timothy 3:15 And that from a child thou hast known, the holy scriptures, which are able to make thee wise unto salvation through faith which is in Christ Jesus.

To manifest HIS great love for even a child and the wonders of His presence. I'm reminded of Pam at Good News From A Far Country and her daughter's sweet letter to God when their lives were spared in a horrible situation. She knew God the Father had protected them. It was His will at that time. She found a comfort in her young age beyond her parents. GOD.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Drawing from the well of Hope...

Here begins another journey of a wonderful work of God.

If you have read my other blog...Watering Wells Of Hope..you will know that my desire is to encourage my readers in trusting the work of God with patience.

Trusting in His perfect will.

I pray that you will draw a cup of refreshing here at This is the day!

I have for a long time prayed for the right timing of this touching story of God's merciful kindness, long suffering and promises fulfilled.

One of the greatest witnesses we can have to others of our Great Saviour; is our own testimony of salvation and the work he does in our lives.

I am so thankful for the Word Of God that illuminated my understanding to my need of Salvation found in the LORD Jesus Christ. It was in His Word that I found the peace and joy of a forgiving God and eternal life.

I John 5:20 And we know that the Son of God is come, and hath given us an understanding, that we may know him that is true, and we are in him that is true, even in his Son Jesus Christ. This is the true God, and eternal life.

Romans 5:1 Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.

v/8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

A yielded life...surrendered to God...finds the fulfilling purposes God desires to perform.

Philippians 2:13 For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.

This is a story about a deep void in life...struggles...hope...and God's intervention.

The deep void is found in two lives. Mine and my dad.

This is a story about my Earthly father...and my Heavenly Father.

Please join me in this journey...and may it bring Glory to the LORD Jesus Christ.

Thursday, August 14, 2008


I am very careful of the music I listen to and as with my books...I go on reliable recommendations.

I recently purchased a CD with a song that has truly gripped my heart. I have found myself having learnt this very quickly..and how glad I am; for it is the SONG of MY heart and I sing it now over and over in Praise to my LORD.

The title:
Because Of Who You Are

Here is the main chorus that is so heart gripping

I love you LORD...I Love you LORD
For all the things you've done..
The victories that you've won..
But most of all...I love you LORD

Because of.... WHO YOU ARE...

I'm sure with you there are songs that you sing during the day..all by yourself! This is one that rejoices my heart..because it is not sung to man or for man..but to the LORD himself! expressing just LOVE to him!

The LORD has indeed done so much for me...and so many victories HE has won in my life. He has accomplished things that were HIS will not mine... HE has accomplished in my life what I'd never been able to do had it not been for HIM!

Oh how I love the LORD...for WHO HE IS...

I John 4:19 We love him, because he first loved us.

THIS IS THE DAY...I rejoice in the mercies of a loving GOD who sent his only begotten SON for you and me. God gave us the greatest of His love...and His SON gave us the greatest of His love....Himself.

John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

John 15:13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

I John 4:9-10 In this was manifested the love of GOD toward us, because that God sent his only Son into the world, that we might live through him.

Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Tis' Only One Life....

A familiar phrase...

Tis' only one life, twill soon be past....Only whats done for Christ will last.

My friend Bryn Riplinger sings this as a song on her CD. I love the words and the reminder of how short our life really is and that there is so much to accomplish for the LORD.

Tis' only one life..twill soon be past..and only what's done for Christ..will ever last. The things we do today..so soon will pass away. So give your all to Jesus Christ...for he gave his all for you...

Tis' only one life...twill soon be past.

James 4:14 Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

As my friend Donna passed away and our dear sweet blogger Colleen...we are reminded of the short time we have. Donna was young...just 45 years of age. Children still needing her care.

God desired to bring her HOME. God's will was done. Man could not retain her life.

People ask..WHY? Children in need of a mother?

God knows best. He knows the depths of the heart and how to reach down and touch man's heart. Perhaps, as I encouraged her...God will use this to save all her children and bring them home to her safely in the arms of Jesus. Perhaps..another soul on the verge of decision...chose Christ at this vital time..realizing their own life's time span also could be short.

As we passed by the family at the graveside...I told her husband about Colleen.

"..the LORD chose to take two precious saints home just days apart!"

He smiled. He knows God's ways are the best ways and he is at peace.

I look forward to hearing of the many blessings that come from God's desire in all this. I know, one of her son's is back in church. Isn't that what she was praying for?

As I thought upon these two women's lives... I couldn't help but think on the phrase and song..Tis only one life...twill soon be past...only what's done for Christ will last.

It's a good time to take inventory of your life and what you truly value in each day.

Does each day?

Have time in prayer for lost souls? For Missionaries on the field?

Kind words of encouragement to those around you?

Faithfulness in reading God's Word...His love letter to you!

Hold a thankful heart for all God has done for you? his provisions and his mercies!

A forgiving heart? Has someone offended you? Did they really intend to? Can you forgive and forget and have a clean heart towards them?

Give way to say..."I'm sorry"..."I was the one in the wrong"

Dear friends...

take time today to ponder these thoughts and let them stay within your heart daily...

live each day as if it were your last...have no regrets! and let those you leave remember the love and life you lived for Jesus Christ.


THIS IS THE DAY.... I thank the LORD that he spared my life in a car accident over 30 years ago...it was then, I trusted HIM as my personal Saviour! It was then that I saw the reality of life and death...for myself. I could have....died in my sins. Praise GOD for that faithful witness who showed me the Scriptures of truth!

One important DAY...that made all the difference!

Tis' only one life... I will live for Christ!!

Monday, August 11, 2008

Giveaway At Songs From My Journey

Hop over to Songs From My Journey and find the great giveaway from Deb! I would love to win her wonderful devotional book...and her music cd. Lovely songs.

you can go to the right of my side bar and link to Deb's site...

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Precious in God's Eyes

Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.
Psalm 116:15

The past few months my heart has been full with thoughts and prayers for my friend Donna...and another woman with cancer named Colleen.

Colleen has also gone to be with the LORD...Saturday. Donna...Monday.

I found Colleen's blog...homeschoolblogger.com/prayerbasket on Scraps of Glory's site. Colleen shares her journey of faith as she faces each day knowing she is going home to be with the LORD. I was so touched by her courage and her words of hope and faith. I've prayed fervently for her.

It is so wonderful to know that as you read of some one's faith in the LORD that that common bond of Christ brings them close to your heart as if you know them. For, yea..we know Christ!

How amazing it is...to know that one day... I will see Colleen and she will know me!

My heart is so very full as I think upon two women having been chosen to go home to Heaven, just days apart of one another! Two families showing the Grace of God in a very difficult time for them. Showing forth the praises of God in his good work in these two lives...oh what a witness!

The soberness it will bring to so many that take each day for granted. And then, those whose hearts will surely be touched in ways they've never known.

Her funeral is tomorrow morning. Donna's the same time...only Monday.

If you go to Scraps of Glory you can read a wonderful excerpt from Pilgrim's Progress in her post on Colleen's death.

And now...we recall the comforting scriptures. Our Faithful God gives us o'er and o'er. His promises never fail...and his mercies are new everyday.

But I would not have you to be ignorant brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.

For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.

For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep.

For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God; and the dead in Christ shall rise first:

Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.

Wherefore comfort one another with these words.

I Thessalonians 4:13-18

This is the day... I find comfort in my God...the God of all hope, mercy and loving kindness. His promises that give us peace and his blessed Word that gives us the understanding of His ways.

Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.

Praise God we can know!

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

The Journey Home

My dear sweet friend Donna has gone to be with the LORD. She passed away in peace with her family surrounding her.

This lovely young woman will be remembered for her kind heart, gentle spirit and faithfulness. During this journey home to be with the LORD, she has shown amazing courage and strength of faith.

Her family has also been a shining example of the peace that faith in our LORD Jesus Christ brings to us at times of great need. Oh that all might know his saving grace and his sufficient grace in these times of our lives. Reality is so real...and as you watch or know of a Christian passing from this life to the next; it is evident of his presence in their lives.

I will write more tomorrow.

Please pray for her family at this time as they make preparations and also as they must travel a great distance to bring her back to their hometown. They have been in Arizona for treatments the past few months.

Thank you to all who have prayed. God bless you with the strength to trust the LORD at all times.

This is the day....I thank my God for his blessed peace and assurance that HEAVEN is ours...we wait for that blessed day when we see him face to face.

Psalm 23:6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Blogging Break

I'll be taking a break for awhile. Many friends need prayer at this time and my heart is with them. Please pray especially for Donna who is facing the most crucial and aggressive stages of cancer right now. She still has 4 children at home and her family needs prayer as well during this most difficult time.

Thank you for visiting.

O That Will Be GLORY....

THIS IS THE DAY...I rejoice in God's care

... over my dear sweet friend (daughter in the LORD) Pam at Good News From A Far Country blog. You must go read if you haven't already, the safety of her family this day in Jerusalem!!

Proverbs 21:31 The horse is prepared against the day of battle: but safety is of the LORD.

When I think of this verse I can picture the horse that is prepared for battle...his armour covering him securely and his lean muscles prepare him for speed and strength. And yet he is vulnerable as all. I recall reading recently about a race horse falling just after winning the race. An injury caused the horse to be put down right there on the spot. A WINNER...gone in a moment. Man could not retain his life.

There is no man that hath power over the spirit to retain the spirit: neither hath he power in the day of death: and there is no discharge in that war...
Ecclesiastes 8:8

How oft has GOD graciously watched over you? I don't think I'd finish ever telling of the times I can remember God watching over me, my family and my friends.

My own salvation testimony...the night I trusted Christ as my Saviour...I knew after being in a car accident: I could have died in my sins!! I knew that night...my life was not my own!

For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body,and in your spirit which are God's. I Corinthians 6:20

And such were some of you: but ye are washed, but ye are sanctified, but ye are justified in the name of the Lord Jesus, and by the Spirit of our God. I Corinthians 6:11

Even before this notable night...I can recall in my youth many times God intervened and gave safety.

As I prayed for Pam this morning and her safety. I also thought upon other's whom I know and am praying for fervently, for their peace in time of severe trials in health. I thought upon this song... these old hymns that speak so clearly of the hope and joy before us. It brings me great comfort as I think upon my Christian friends who are or will soon be with the Lord.

When all my labors and trials are o'er
And I am safe on that beautiful shore
Just to be near the dear Lord I adore
Will thru the ages be glory for me...

O that will be....glory for me... Glory for me...Glory for me..

When by his grace I shall look on His face...That will be glory..be glory for me!

When by the gift of his infinite grace
I am accorded in heaven a place
Just to be there and to look on his face
Will thru the ages be glory for me...

O that will be....glory for me... Glory for me...Glory for me..

When by his grace I shall look on His face...That will be glory..be glory for me!

Friends will be there I have loved long ago
Joy like a river around me will flow
Yet, just a smile from Savior I know
Will thru the ages be glory for me...

O that will be....glory for me... Glory for me...Glory for me..

When by his grace I shall look on His face...That will be glory..be glory for me!

Charles H. Gabriel 1856-1932

For now though...I'll have my cup of tea and sing this song below, in Praise to God for his care in keeping my friend here for now, so I can glean from her sweet testimony of faith.

Brethren we have met to worship ... And adore the Lord our God.

Monday, July 21, 2008


This is the day...I'm glad that I am what I am..by the Grace of GOD!

with all our quirkiness...we are unique individuals made by GOD!

Here is my list...

1. I am as Deby at Apples Of GOLD... I look at the end of a book before reading the beginning! Don't you just love to know a HAPPY ENDING...like our BIBLE..what a Happy ending for the Saved! AMEN!

2. I also skim through magazines...back to front. I still can't figure this one out..because some photos in order go together!

3. I also like recommended reading so I don't waste my time...I really only read my Bible unless another book is highly recommended.

4. The back of my hair has to look as nice as the front...I can't stand to sit behind someone with tangles in the back of their hair!

5. EDIT: I like my counters clean when/while I'm cooking! I go nuts when I am at somebody's house and the kitchen EXPLODES for one meal! I like to sit down and have only the dishes left to clean up!

6. If you visit...it would be nice if you liked my Dog too...it's sad when some people come by and immediately SHOW they don't like dogs without giving MY dog a chance to prove he is different!!

7. I'm a gift giving person..not to win friends...I just have this passion for putting a smile on some one's face with a little "thoughtful" surprise. It gives me great pleasure to just show kindness. I know how it touches my heart when people are thoughtful to me. (Thank you Deby at Apples of GOLD...and Pam at Good News!)

I almost put more! oh, boy...

Let me know some of yours too!

Monday, July 14, 2008

Home Sweet Home part II

Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it... Psalm 127:1 a

I hope you enjoy the blessings that make my house a HOME.

As I said in my previous post, I have lived here..one day at a time. In the course of life we gather precious memories and even items of remembrance that take us back to a special time...moment...or person. These are some I'd like to share with you.

I pray that GOD would be glorified in these remembrances...for he is surely the author of them. Without God in my life...I wouldn't appreciate the little things in life nor would I attribute the little things with the thankful heart that I have in regards to them. I cherish even more the people GOD has brought into my life over the years that are associated with these memorable items.

If you have read my story of Hope's Journey in Switzerland, you will know that I had to sell almost all my belongings to go where we felt led of the LORD. We journeyed to a foreign land with a few foot locker trunks, 5 suitcases and 4 children with twins on the way.

When the time came to leave Switzerland...we again had to part with most of our belongings. Choosing a few...the most memorable.

I'd like to say that I love to be creative...however, for me..there are limitations. I believe we can have a comfortable and beautiful home without going in debt and without being so caught up in the worlds view of what is "in".

I have known Christians that get so into decorating that they have let the "world" dictate what they want and NEED..but it isn't really a NEED..just a lust taken in by the world. Watch yourselves ladies! Use wisdom in your spending on the temporal things of life. Ask your self if it is time for doing a new project or if the expense is worth it...consider the Missionaries on the field...consider those around you with needs. I hate to mention this..but how about....the needs of your own family before the desire to paint that room...AGAIN...another color!!

Sometimes a simple rearrangement of furniture..even to another room can refresh your eyes of contentment! We are naturally prone to wanting something "new" or "different". I like what my Pastor says in preaching on this subject..."have you tried the NEW NEW NEW TIDE...how many ways can TIDE or any other laundry soap become new!! It's SOAP! But, this is what gets people's attention..something NEW.

And you wonder..okay how 'bout the NEW LIFE in CHRIST! and once it's been paid that is it! no more debt! Praise the LORD! That NEW in my life is the best ever! and forever! wow..no rust...no moths..no corruption! and then the NEW NEW will be a new body in Heaven!

and with this thought...

Know that The LORD Jesus Christ is the greatest treasure of our heart, not things.

I hope you enjoy this mini tour...

This photo is my guest/granddaughter/sewing room! The bed was my youngest daughter's and holds many happy "bouncy" memories of my grand daughter's visits. The plaque above the bed was given to me by my sister. There are several photos of my grandchildren and children scattered about the room and a tiny crystal vase that belonged to my grandmother. This is the room with the blue hutch my husband gave me (see in post about Unselfish Love). The framed picture is a lovely saying about a MOM being my friend from one of my daughters. I have a beautiful wreath above the window that my mother made for me.

The living room photo on my other post shows a painting above the fireplace..this was done by my eldest son at age 17! He was showing me what he had learned in a watercolor class on a tablet..I immediately fell in love with this..not only for the beauty but having watched him paint this in a matter of moments before my eyes. We had this framed while he was in USMC boot camp and surprised him on his return home. He couldn't believe HE had done this. I treasure this "gift" and the talent given by God to my son. He also did the illustration on my watering wells story of the pilgrim with his burden.

This small shelf in my entry area holds houses of Charleston South Carolina given to me as gifts (we have visited there as well) and the photo is of Charleston's Battery along the waterfront. The wreath is of sweet grass handmade, unique to the area. And..the figurine is a resemblance of my sweet dog Heidi that died last year. My mom gave me this years ago and I am so glad now that she did. Heidi was a very sweet pet. Her tag hangs on the figurine. Everyone that came to our home...was greeted by Heidi and all loved her.

This is our cozy reading spot. The lovely cover on the back of our chair came from Pam at Good News....I love this "touch" to my otherwise bland chair! And Pam is with me always in this spot! My books on the shelf are my favorites...Phillip Keller's A Shepherd Looks At Psalm 23...a journal..Quilting stories...and I have a personal story journal Pam gave me that tells all about ME! It is the neatest gift and I enjoy it so much...recalling my childhood favorites and so forth up to now! I also collect "mini" books for fun....and some are cute photos of kittens and dogs. My Grandchildren have spent countless hours with me in this chair reading books together.

This is my dining area... The shelf holds various Blue and White things. The lovely large plate I found at a flea market with my mom; the memory of carrying this on the airplane is always a reminder of my step dad helping me wrap it so it could make the trip! and a pretty stained glass "window" hanging was handmade for my mother and then passed on to me. I would have never dreamed that I would one day be able to have a "custom made" dining table! My husband wanted to get us a nice dining table made in Canada..we chose the chairs and the color of the wood table top and the blue color overall! Very unique. He then surprised me while I was away on a trip with the beautiful rug underneath and the walls painted a warm soft color.

My cart in the corner ..holds my Wedgewood tea set my husband wanted to purchase for me as a token of all the "teas" I have done for my church. My ceramic set on the cart and on my counter...was given to me piece by piece and the ones I did purchase I found for amazingly low prices. Just a cheery set I liked and not compelled by the world that this is the "IN" look.

The kitchen is such a blessing in size! I think maybe about 4 people could work in this kitchen! In fact when I had the reunion ..we did have 4 of us scattered at different ends cooking or serving! The little picture on the wall..my son also did on the spur...he was drawing this cute cow and I watched and said...add a little fence..now some flowers..now a Swiss cow bell..and then I said THANK YOU for the birthday present..can you now sign it to mom! I love it! The decor bottles..gifts from a sweet friend. And the pottery jar from Amish country of Ohio on a trip as a family.

Yes, the bathroom too! The watercolor is of the town in California where I grew up...and sand in the jar from the beach I played in as a child... the little seashell my granddaughter collected for me on a trip to the beach together...and the Sea Otter is also a reminder of my hometown growing up. We also visited the aquarium in Chicago and brought home a reminder of this special trip with some very dear friends. I have a white framed Scripture on another wall

Ephesians 2:8 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:

There is at least one if not more Scripture verses on the walls or on tables of each room in my home.

And lastly another loving gift from my husband,...my HOPE chest.

My husband and I had picked one out for one of our daughters for a graduation gift from nursing college.

On the day we "surprised" my daughter...we were all oohing and awing at hers in her bedroom, when my husband said...well go look at YOURS!

My family had replaced my yard sale chest with scratches for the new one. They placed the lamp and other nic nacs I had on top so I didn't even notice when I came in that I had a lovely new chest with beautiful painted heart on the front. He also had both my daughter and I gold plaques made on the inside of the lid.
The Quilt is one I made for my husband...the Quilt rack was a recent birthday gift! and the lovely green walls in our room, my husband also surprised me with one day. My favorite color!

I hope you enjoyed the tour for the reason of blessings bestowed many years later in life...patiently waiting on the LORD. I am very thankful and give it to the LORD each day..as his.

THIS IS THE DAY...I rejoice in a home filled with peace, contentment and joy in the LORD.

As the hymn A CHRISTIAN HOME says:

O give us homes where Christ is Lord and Master,
The Bible read, the precious hymns still sung.