I Will Lift My Eyes

I recently found this song on youtube, and I love it!  One of my favorite bits is at the beginning of the chorus, where it says: "I will lift my eyes to the Maker of the mountains I can't climb."  How great and awesome is our God!

To You I lift up my eyes,

O You who are enthroned in the heavens!

Psalm 123:1

Let the Children Come

Decades later I was speaking to a group when I challenged parents to “Bring your little one to the Lord Jesus. He has said, ‘Let the children come to me; the kingdom of God is theirs.’” (See Matthew 19:14.)

Then I told how I had made a decision for Jesus when I was five years old.

After that talk I left the platform, and went into a small room in the building where I found a father with two little boys, all on their knees. The father had an arm around both of those boys, and I moved back quietly while the man told the boys tenderly that they were not too young to ask Jesus to come into their hearts.

What a wonderful heritage those boys have, to know that their father cared enough about them to lead them to a knowledge of their heavenly Father!

Later I received a letter from a lady who told me the results in her life of that evening.

I went home after that meeting and went directly to my little girl, Mary, who was in bed. She knew about the Lord because she had been to a Sunday school, but that night, in her bed, she gave her heart to Jesus.

The next morning she said, “Oh, Mommy, I’m so happy that Jesus is now in my heart. He made me a child of God.”

Mary was singing the whole time before she went to school, and I was amazed that she sang many songs about heaven.

My husband went to school to pick her up that day, and as he approached the schoolhouse, he noticed that a great many people were standing around, and there obviously must have been an accident. Then he saw what had happened.

Mary was on the street, her little body crumpled like a rag doll. She was dead.

As I read that letter my eyes were so filled with tears that the words blurred.

Mary had passed behind a big transport truck and had not seen another car, which was coming toward her from the other direction. She was killed immediately.

My husband brought her little body home. He was in deep despair, but then he remembered the songs Mary had sung that morning. I told him what had happened the evening before, and right then, my husband, who had never made a decision for the Lord Jesus, accepted Him as his Savior.

On Mary’s burial day many children of her class came to the Lord.

I sat for a long time with that letter on my lap, realizing that I must have a new sense of urgency to talk to parents about the joy of leading their children to the Lord. What a wonderful assurance Mary’s parents had to know that someday they would be with her again.

During some of my talks I have often repeated this little poem:

SAFE?
Said a precious little laddie,
To his father one bright day,
“May I give myself to Jesus,
Let Him wash my sins away?”

O, my son, but you’re so little,
Wait until you older grow,
Bigger folks ‘tis true, do need Him,
But little folk are safe, you know.

Said the father to his laddie,
As a storm was coming on,
“Are the sheep all safely sheltered,
Safe within the fold, my son?”

“All the big ones are, my father,
But the lambs, I let them go,
For I didn’t think it matter,
Little ones are safe, you know.”
AUTHOR UNKNOWN

-- Corrie ten Boom

* Excerpt taken from "In My Father's House" by Corrie ten Boom

Just God's words today...

I will teach you, and guide you in the way you should go.

I will keep you under My eye.

Do not behave like horse or mule, unreasoning creatures,

whose course must be checked with bit and bridle.

Many are the torments of the ungodly;

but unfailing love enfolds him who trusts in the Lord.

Rejoice in the Lord and be glad...

Psalm 32: 8-11

Though your sins are as scarlet,

They will be as white as snow;

Though they are red like crimson,

They will be like wool.

Isaiah 1:18

Because of the surpassing greatness of the revelations, for this reason, to keep me from exalting myself, there was given me a thorn in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to torment me--to keep me from exalting myself!  Concerning this I implored the Lord three times that it might leave me.  And He has said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness."  Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me.  Therefore I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, for Christ's sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong.

2 Corinthians 12:7-10

For consider your calling, brethren, that there were not many wise according to the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble; but God has chosen the foolish things of the world to shame the wise, and God has chosen the weak things of the world to shame the things which are strong, and the base things of the world and the despised God has chosen, the thigns that are not, so that He may nullify the things that are, so that no man may boast before God.  But by His doing you are in Christ Jesus, who became to us wisdom from God, and righteousness and sanctification, and redemption, so that, just as it is written, "Let him who boasts, boast in the Lord."

1 Corinthians 1:26-31

But as for me, I will watch expectantly for the LORD;

I will wait for the God of my salvation.

My God will hear me.

Do not rejoice over me, O my enemy.

Though I fall I will rise;

Though I dwell in darkness, the LORD is a light for me.

I will bear the indignation of the LORD

Because I have sinned againt Him,

Until He pleads my case and executes justice for me.

He will bring me out to the light,

And I will see His righteousness.

Micah 7:7-9

Though youths grow weary and tired,

And vigorous young men stumble badly,

Yet those who wait for the LORD

Will gain new strength;

They will mount up with wings like eagles,

They will run and not get tired,

They will walk and not become weary.

Isaiah 40:30-31

And then there's the entire chapter of Romans 8...which I'll leave you to read for yourself.

Red River continued...

Thursday:

Thursday morning we went fishing, and caught one fish.  It was our only one over three days, but it was still worth it!

There were at least twenty ducks next to the ponds at any given time.

My fancy-shmancy fishing pole.

Friday:

Friday morning we went on the ski lift.  I went on this three years ago, and it was terrifying, but this time it was a lot of fun!  At least...it was fun in between juggling a camera, a sweater, and two bottles of Mountain Dew...trying, along with my dad, to hold onto Chloe...and calming my racing heart every time they would have to abruptly stop the lift, jerking us to a halt and letting us swing like pendulums for the next few moments.  Other than all that, it was great! :)

It was beautiful at the top.

This bird was hitching a ride on the cable, all the way to the top!

Half of the town.

A funny sign.  I guess they wanted to make sure that we were watching out for any cows--or rocks--that could come tumbling down from the mountain onto us at any given moment.

Red River 2010

Today my family and I got back from a nice trip to Red River, NM.  We left on Wednesday, and had a great time while we were there!  We took tons and tons of pictures, so I'm going to make the pics a bit smaller than I've had them lately, and also put them into two posts.  Enjoy!

Wednesday:

We were able to rent a little cabin right by the river, which was very nice.

Our backyard

It started pouring rain right when we got there, and since it rained on the mountain too, all the dirt and everything came down with the water, making it a weird color.  It cleared up by that night, though.

There were daisies everywhere...

and we picked most of them!

About to go on a walk

I was going for a loving sister picture...Ellie was going for something...a bit different.

And of course, I had to practice some of my Jedi moves. ;D