6.28.2011
Everyday's Thanksgiving, Part #21
I'm thankful for:
0401. extra hours at work, even if they do seem WAY too long!
0402. learning how to do new things quickly and well
0403. protection against harm
0404. In God's Underground by Richard Wurmbrand
0405. mops
0406. and brooms
0407. and washcloths
0408. and soap!
0409. lotion
0410. double-sided tape
0411. mini vacations
0412. profitable fundraisers
0413. weddings!
0414. paper airplanes
0415. the ocean
0416. lilies
0417. crew discounts
0418. rose petals
0419. Netflix
0420. Sprite
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6.22.2011
Turn Your Eyes
Turn Your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace.
-- Helen Lemmel
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Third Day
6.15.2011
A Better Resurrection
I have no wit, no words, no tears;
My heart within me like a stone
Is numbed too much for hopes or fears;
Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief
No everlasting hills I see;
My life is in the falling leaf:
O Jesus, quicken me.
My life is liked a faded leaf,
My harvest dwindled to a husk;
Truly my life is void and brief
And tedious in the barren dusk;
My life is like a frozen thing,
No bud or greenness can I see:
Yet rise it shall—the sap of Spring;
O Jesus, rise in me.
My life is like a broken bowl,
A broken bowl that cannot hold
One drop of water for my soul
Or cordial in the searching cold;
Cast in the fire the perished thing,
Melt and remould it, till it be
A royal cup for Him my King:
O Jesus, drink of me.
-- Christina Rossetti
My heart within me like a stone
Is numbed too much for hopes or fears;
Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief
No everlasting hills I see;
My life is in the falling leaf:
O Jesus, quicken me.
My life is liked a faded leaf,
My harvest dwindled to a husk;
Truly my life is void and brief
And tedious in the barren dusk;
My life is like a frozen thing,
No bud or greenness can I see:
Yet rise it shall—the sap of Spring;
O Jesus, rise in me.
My life is like a broken bowl,
A broken bowl that cannot hold
One drop of water for my soul
Or cordial in the searching cold;
Cast in the fire the perished thing,
Melt and remould it, till it be
A royal cup for Him my King:
O Jesus, drink of me.
-- Christina Rossetti
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6.10.2011
Everyday's Thanksgiving, Part #20
I'm thankful for:
0381. our COGS talent night/dinner that we're going to be having tonight!
0382. the opportunity to go to Regeneration this summer
0383. bright blue skies (I miss those skies, what with the smoke here lately!)
0384. however, I'm so thankful that the AZ fire is at least a little bit contained now
0385. fire fighters who are willing to put their lives in harms way to protect others
0386. and police officers
0387. sleep ;D
0388. kiddie pools
0389. trash cans
0390. a wonderful graduation ceremony
0391. my extended family
0392. my body-of-Christ family
0393. pedometers
0394. visors
0395. cool rocks
0396. orphanages--at least the ones that really provide good care for the kids
0397. my Compassion child, Djamsel
0398. surgery to correct eye problems
0399. people who are willing to sacrifice everything for God
0400. stripes
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