Lamb of God

John 3:16

For God so loved the world, He gave His only son.

Lamb of God

By Charlotte

"For God so loved the world" - that’s where it all begins,

He sent the perfect sacrifice, to heal the world of sins.

This Holy One named Jesus, the blameless Lamb of God,

The one who knew no sin, and lived where angels trod.

He yielded up his life, to die upon a tree,

Ransomed for the foolishness and sins of you and me.

The one who was the king of all, laid down His crown and died,

And only through His precious blood, can we be justified.

With just a whisper of His name, miracles abound,

The sick are healed, the blind can see, the lost proclaim they’re found.

For death could not contain Him, and hold Him in the grave,

He rose again in victory, humanity to save.

Reach out in faith and touch Him, and call upon His name,

Then you will know abundant life, and never be the same.

Turning Cares into Prayers

Do all women tend to worry? I do. It’s not because I want to, I just do. Even when I tell myself I’m not going to, before long, I am. It just sneaks up on me, unexpectedly. Sometimes it comes after a tense conversation with one of my boys, or a glance at my over booked calendar. Other times it wakes me up in the middle of the night. It’s not that I’m looking for it, but apparently it is looking for me. When allowed to, it will consume my every thought. I must stop at the first hint of it and turn it over to God.


Worrying is the opposite of peace, and to dwell on it is not just harmful to our well-being, it’s sin. The reason it’s sin is because it’s the opposite of trusting God and His promise to give us peace.

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Eph. 4:5-7 NIV

As with most promises, receiving peace requires something from us – obedience. It requires us to pray and give thanks as the scripture says. We have to stop worrying long enough to look up; take our eyes off the situation and place them on God.

“Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.” 1Peter 5:7 NIV

Like most things in life, we tend to overcomplicate this very simple principle. The simplicity of these truths are condensed into this one statement – take all your cares and turn them into prayers. God’s promise of peace will take care of the rest.

Turning my cares into prayers is like literally lifting the weight of them from my shoulders and handing them to God. In return He gives me a peace that passes all understanding, and it guards my heart and mind from allowing the cares to sneak back in.

Words

Psalms 19:14

May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Words

By Charlotte

My pen is filled with liquid words,

Just waiting to flow out.

To write a poem that points to God,

For those who harbor doubt.

It’s just a Bic with dark blue ink,

There’s nothing fancy here.

It holds no power of its own,

It moves when God draws near.

If all the words were gathered,

And stored within this pen.

Their weight could not be measured,

With instruments of men.

For God created words,

More important than we know.

With them we utter curses,

Or blessings we bestow.

He calls His son, “The Living Word.”

His written plan fulfilled.

God’s spirit pouring out of men,

On Bible pages spilled.

It’s not our words that matter,

Nor the silly thoughts of man.

But words placed in the heart by God,

And His pen placed in our hand.

For all the words belong to Him,

He’s the author of them all.

Let’s use them for His purpose,

And answer to His call.

Every pen or pencil,

Can write a praise or prayer.

Some can write a song or poem,

If only they would dare.

God can use the words you write,

To give encouragement.

To save a life that once was lost,

Because that note you sent.

The person who was lonely,

Can know the Saviors love.

Because you listened and obeyed,

The voice that’s from above.

Words can be a tiny spark,

To light hopes dying flame.

Speak life and love into a life,

That will never be the same.

They’re a candle in the darkness,

A light upon the hill.

Words spoken with compassion,

Empty, broken hearts can fill.

We’ll never know till God reveals,

All that words can do.

So if your hand can hold a pen,

These words were meant for you!

Now we have received not the spirit of the world, but the Spirit who is from God, so that we may know the things freely given to us by God, which things we also speak, not in words taught by human wisdom, but in those taught by the Spirit, combining spiritual thoughts with spiritual words.

(1 Corinthians 2:13)

 

Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. (Proverbs 16:24)

It's About Me...but It's not About Me!

      "Is this blog more about me than it is about God?" I asked myself this question as I gave it a make-over for the new season. Looking over the computer screen, I saw my picture there on the left side and thought to myself, "Well yes, there I am." No denying it was me...there in plain view! "So is this blog more about me than Him?" The question dug down deeper.

      Yes, it is my heart I share when I write a post; but I hope it is Him seen residing there inside it...and it is my life and family, my experiences that I write about; but is God's presence in those relationships clearly seen? When I write about lessons I've learned, does His loving, guiding hands appear between the lines of the posts; revealing that He is the Master Teacher of us all? I hope they do, because the world doesn't need one more person's opinion, least of all mine. What it does need is God, and to share Him was my original goal for this blog.

      I could never find the right colors, the right pictures, or words to truly give Him justice. He is so much more than I know or could ever think. That is why you see me on this page. It is my interpretation of His goodness, His greatness, and faithfulness, lived out in my fragile existence and documented through the limitations of words.

      My goal in life is to continually have more of Him and less of me, and that is what I want here too. It is a hard thing to do for a hard headed person like me. It is easy to get sidetracked - I have many times. I've tripped over my "self" and had to push me out of the way more times than I would like to admit.

       The plain simple truth of life is - we are all here to glorify God; that is our purpose, and self only gets in the way. For reasons that are beyond my comprehension, He chooses each one of us with all our limitations, to live in and through us. He wants to be a part of what we do and bring all of who He is into those limitations.

      My hope and desire for this blog is that  God would be seen and glorified here, not in spite of the limitations but through them.