Monday, November 17, 2008

He Knoweth Best

Hey Everyone,

Its REALLY snowing outside right now! I love the snow (especially when I can look out at it through a window and I'm inside nice and warm!)

The Lord has really been doing a work in my life lately. "Poking and Prodding" (if you will) in areas of my life that were still "mine" and I didn't (and still kinda don't) want to let them go. But I know that these things don't last for eternity. How easily we can get caught up in the cares of this world. I see my sin and the Lord has opened my eyes for which I am thankful. He is showing me that I need to hold things like this


and not like this
If I hold things to tightly he cannot use me because I will bring too much with me. But if I hold things with an Open hand the Lord is free to take and to Give. You can't give something to someone if they have a closed hand.

True Joy can only be found when we surrender all to the only one who knows it all.
He knows what is best.

A good Friend sent me this poem and it spoke to me. Hope you are blessed.

HE KNOWETH BEST

When you lie in bed wondering what you're doing,
Or decide to move, but don't know where you're going,
Be calm and trust Him, for He knoweth best!

When you are confused with the twists and twirls of life,
Or at the brink and sick of all your struggles and strife,
Be calm and trust Him, for He knoweth best!

When you feel like you're really at your very end,
Or when you feel defeated and have no love to lend,
Be calm and trust Him, for He knoweth best!

Your father up above,
Is always looking down with love,
Be calm and trust Him, for He knoweth best!

He is with you, will be to the end,
For He unlike men, His word will never bend.
Be calm and trust Him, for He knoweth best!

When making decisions, never do you need to fear,
For your Father in Heaven, has promised to always be near.
Be calm and trust Him, for He knoweth best!

Be still and quiet; let Him speak to you,
He is the almighty, never with Him argue.
Be calm and trust Him, for He knoweth best

Sulekha Esther Rathnam
India

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Melodie

(It stopped snowing :sigh:)

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Will your anchor hold?

Hey Everybody!

The Lord has really been doing a work in my life lately. Challenging the things I do, the music I listen to, and the books I read. The question that has really convicted me is "If the Lord would return right now would I be ashamed for Him finding doing what I'm doing?" Wow. This question hit me hard and I had to seriously evaluate what I was doing with my time. I've had to cut out some things that weren't easy to let go. But another question that came to my mind was... "I want a man who is totally dedicated to God... Isn't that what he is going to want? A woman who is totally dedicated to God who holds nothing back?" But then I want to change things just for my future husband but then the Lord asks me "If you are willing to change things for a mere man, why not me? Isn't that what it is supposed to be a life dedicated to me and not to a man?" This is just a glance into what the Lord has been showing me lately.

The Lord has really been impressing on me lately the shortness of life, the frailty of life, and making sure that when the Lord ends the life here on earth or returns to take his bride home that I will be ready. A song that was playing in my brothers car the other day really struck me. Here are the Lyrics.

In times like these you need a Savior
In times like these you need an anchor;
Be very sure, be very sure
Your anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!

Chorus
This Rock is Jesus, Yes, He's the One;
This Rock is Jesus, the only One!
Be very sure, be very sure
Your anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!

In times like these you need the Bible,
In times like these O be not idle;
Be very sure, be very sure
Your anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!

Chorus
This Rock is Jesus, Yes, He's the One;
This Rock is Jesus, the only One!
Be very sure, be very sure
Your anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!

In times like these I have a Savior,
In times like these I have an anchor;
I'm very sure, I'm very sure
My anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!

Chorus
This Rock is Jesus, Yes, He's the One;
This Rock is Jesus, the only One!
I'm very sure, I'm very sure
My anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!



Can you say that along with me? Is your anchor griping that solid rock? Where will you spend eternity Heaven or Hell? both are real no matter what you may say or think.

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Blessings to all,
Melodie

Saturday, November 1, 2008

A Real Christian

A young African preacher from Zimbabwe, overwhelmed by rebels. They demanded that he renounce his faith. He refused. The night before they took his life he wrote the following lines on a scrape of paper. He said…

I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed.

I have the Holy Spirit power.

The die has been cast; I have stepped over the line.

The decision has been made. I am a disciple of HIS.

I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.

My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my futures secure.

I’m finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame visions, mundane talking, chancy living, and dwarf goals.

I no longer need pre-eminence, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity.

I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded.

I now live by presence, lean by faith, love by patience, lift by prayer, labor by power.

My face is set, my gate is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my guide is reliable, my mission is clear.

I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, diluted, or delayed.

I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

I won’t give up, shut up, let up, or burn up; until I’m preached up, prayed up, paid up, stored up, stayed up for the cause of Christ!

I am a disciple of JESUS!

I’m gonna go till he comes, give ‘till I drop, preach until all know, work ‘till he stops, and when he comes to get his own; he’ll have no problem recognizing me. My colors will be clear!