I bought a Macbook!!!
This is my first official post from MY Macbook.
I need to name it now...any suggestions?!?
I bought a Macbook!!!
This is my first official post from MY Macbook.
I need to name it now...any suggestions?!?
I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength,
But sometimes I wonder what He can do for me,
No great success to show,
No glory of my own,
Yet in my weakness He is there to let me know
His strength is perfect when our strength is gone,
He'll carry us when we can't carry on,
Raised in His power the weak become strong,
His strength is perfect,
His strength is perfect....
We can only know the power that He holds,
When we truly see how deep our weakness goes,
His strength, it must begin,
When ours comes to an end,
He hears our humble cry and proves again....
His strength is perfect when our strength is gone,
He'll carry us when we can't carry on,
Raised in His power the weak become strong,
His strength is perfect,
His strength is perfect....
-Cece Winans
Lord, what do I do when Your will hurts me?
Who do I turn to for comfort?
Where do I go for strength?
I can't move on
I can't get over it
Because Your will has bound it to my heart
Did I do something to deserve the pain that I feel?
The release I have prayed for is strangely absent
And I sit here in the darkness waiting for an answer....
through with them. That's a very comforting thought."
"And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus."
-Philippians 4:7
I've discovered that the only person I can really change is me! I can control only my behavior and my attitudes. My hope is that by accepting responsibility for myself, others may chose to do the same.
-Lee D. Bason
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Change isn't something that can be forced upon us...sure we can be plunged into a situation where we are required to change some aspect of something we do, or how we react to something. But true change comes with a paradigm shift.
A change in our thought process.
A change in our thinking causes us to change our actions and words drastically.
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There is a story that I have heard many times about a young child who was standing up in the backseat of their parent's car.
When the parent asked the child to sit, the child responded with a resounding "NO!!"
The parent, as any concerned parent would do, demanded the child sit down.
Again, the child responded with a resounding "NO!!"
So the parent went on to threaten the child with a spanking if they did not sit.
The child sat.
The parent said thanked the child for their obedience.
The child then responded: "I may be sitting down on the outside, but I'm standing up on the inside."
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The child might have changed what they were doing, but the attitude remained.
There are times when God chastens us as believers.
He corrects our thinking, our actions and our words.
Hebrews 12:6 tells us that God corrects those whom He loves...
"For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth."
As any loving parent...God corrects us when we do things that are not pleasing to Him.
Our attitude towards this "correction," many times, can determine the change that occurs within us.
If we're like the petulant child in the story above, we probably won't get the point of the chastening...and so many times God will have to put us back through the trial/correction for us to understand.
I don't know about you, but I hope and pray that I can keep my heart and my attitude where it needs to be so that I don't have to experience the pain and discomfort of correction again.
You keep trying to get inside my head,
While I keep trying to lose the words you said,
Can't you see I'm hanging by a thread,
To my life what I know,
Yeah, I'm losing control...
Oh no, my walls are going to break,
So close, it's more than I can take,
I'm so tired of turning and running away,
When love just isn't safe...
I'm strong enough I've always told myself,
I never want to need somebody else,
But I've already fallen from that hill,
So I'm dropping my guard, here's your chance at my heart...
It's everything you want, but it's everything you need,
It's not always happy endings, but it's all the in between,
It's taken so long, so long to finally see, that your love is worth the risk...
Oh no, my walls are going to break....
-Britt Nicole
There is a God, who loves me,
Who wraps me in His arms,
And that is the place where I'm changed,
And that's where I belong.
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So take me to that place Lord, to that secret place where I can be with You,
And You can make me like You
Wrap me in Your arms, wrap me in Your arms, wrap me in Your arms...
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I'm safe...I'm safe...I'm safe...
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For some reason lately, the safety of God's arms has been a recurring theme in my prayer, in my music choices and in my studies.
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"The Lord is my light and my salvation; Whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; Of whom shall I be afraid?" Psalm 27:1
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Safety from what? From whom?
I'm not certain myself.
I don't know about you, but I am so thankful for the protecting arms of my Savior.
It feels so wonderful to just rest in His arms...where He can make me like Him and I can learn His ways.
So today, I'm resting.
I'm resting in the Safety of His Arms,
I'm not only resting though, I'm trusting.
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Trusting Him in my relationships.
Trusting Him for my future.
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He sees the tapestry of my life before I even know the color of the thread...and I am so thankful that I don't have to make the choices myself.
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Man's life is laid in the loom of time, to a pattern he does not see,
While the weavers work and the shuttles fly, till the dawn of eternity.
Some shuttles are filled with silver threads, and some with threads of gold,
While often but the darker hues, are all that they may hold.
But the weaver watches with a skillful eye, each shuttle fly to and fro,
And sees the pattern so deftly wrought, as the loom moves sure and slow.
God surely planned the pattern: each thread, the dark and fair,
Is chosen by His master skill, and placed in the web with care.
He only knows its beauty, and guides the shuttles which hold,
The threads so unattractive, as well as the threads of gold.
Not until each loom is silent and the shuttles cease to fly,
Shall God reveal the pattern and explain the reason why.
The dark threads were as needful in the weaver's skillful hand,
As the threads of gold and silver, for the pattern which He planned.
-Author unknown
