I'd Rather Have Jesus

I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold;
I'd rather be His than have riches untold;
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or lands,
I'd rather be lead by His nail pierced hand.

Than to be the king of a vast domain
Or be held in sin's dread sway,
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.

I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause;
I'd rather be faithful to His dear cause;
I'd rather have Jesus than world-wide fame,
I'd rather be true to His holy name.

He's fairer than lilies of rarest bloom;
He's sweeter than honey from out of the comb;
He's all that my hungering spirit needs,
I'd rather have Jesus and let Him lead.

SONG: Rhea F. Miller
TUNE: George Beverly Shea

"On the last morning she was walking near the tents and huts of the desert dwellers, when in a lonely corner behind a wall she came upon a little golden-yellow flower, growing all alone. An old pipe was one tiny hole through which came an occasional drop of water. Where the drops fell one by one, there grew the little golden flower, though where the seed had come from, Much-Afraid could not imagine, for there were no birds anywhere and no other growing things [in this great desert].

She stopped over the lonely, lovely little golden face, lifted up so hopefully and so bravely to the feeble drip, and cried out softly, “What is your name, little flower, for I never saw one like you before.”

The tiny plant answered at once in a tone as golden as itself, “Behold me! My name is Acceptance-with-Joy.”

Much-Afraid thought of the things which she had seen in the pyramid: the threshing-floor and the whirring wheel and the fiery furnace. Somehow the answer of the little golden flower which grew all alone in the waste of the desert stole into her heart and echoed there faintly but sweetly, filling her with comfort. She said to herself, “He has brought me here when I did not want to come for his own purpose. I, too, will look up into his face and say, ‘Behold me! I am thy little handmaiden Acceptance-with-Joy.’”

— Hannah Hurnard, Hind’s Feet on High Places

Goodbye Trail!

As a tradition each year we build a Fox and Geese trail. It is simply just a trail that you make with the dead leaves on your lawn and then play tag within the trail. It's quite fun! But yesterday we had to mow over it. *sigh* But that's all right. Now we can look forward to one next year. :) Just thought I would share this with you, and a couple pictures explaining what I'm talking about. :)

Salvation

Justification:
God declares
us righteous.

Sanctification:
God delivers
us daily from
the power of
sin.

Glorification:
God delivers
us from the
presence of
sin in heaven

.-Paul E. Little, Know What You Believe, Connecting Faith and Truth, pg.105

The Cross Tells Us:

The Cross Tells Us:

• Each person is of value to God.
  

• Iniquity and evil are intolerable to God.

• God's love is deep, His justice is wide, in perfect balance.

• One divine person, Jesus Christ, can pay the debt for the human race.

• Assurance of Forgiveness is not presumption, but based on fact.

• We are ransomed, redeemed, restored, renewed.

• The estrangement from our Creator has been healed.

• We can be a child of God, a member of His family.

-Paul E. Little, Know What You believe, Connecting Faith and Truth, pg. 59

Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars stain
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.
But Christ the heavenly Lamb
Takes all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name
And richer blood than they.

-Isaac Watts

nap time

Okay. Is this cute or what? I found her (Chocolate) this afternoon asleep under the shoe bench. Aren't dogs supposed to eat the shoes? Not sleep on them. :)

(Look at this little face! Cuteness!)

Puppy Play

Hero

I was recently pondering the term hero. What is it? Well I took the liberty to look it up. I came up with the definition of hero: a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities. So when people talk about their "hero" is that person really a hero? Or is it somebody that they just admire a great deal? When I think of hero usually the first person to come to my head is SUPERMAN or Mr. Incredible (from the movie The Incredibles). And sure they are heroes because they save people, buildings, cities, states, and usually the world, but they are pretend, fiction, not real. But what about those people that we call a heroes that are just actors or singers etc.? People that haven't really done something to be deemed a hero? They wouldn't really be a "hero;" they would just be a person that somebody thinks very highly of. Right?


The men fighting in Iraq, I think, are worthy to be called heroes. They are fighting for something they believe in, they are fighting for our freedom, and I respect that SO much! But I think the One that is really worthy of that title is the one that actually gave us freedom... from sin...and He is Jesus Christ. He died on the Cross. He came down from heaven and put on a human body and suffered on the cross for our sins and rose from the dead! That is something not only heroic but something that deserves our praise, worship, thanks, prayers, hearts, and our lives. He did something that nobody else could do, or can ever do. So when you think somebody is your hero do they really deserve that title? Think about it.

Washcloth in Progress

A little washcloth that I started knitting this morning.

I'm The Wretch the Song Refers To

I was looking through a magazine a while ago and I saw this shirt and thought...wow! That is so true! When you really stop and think about it...yea we are the wretches the song refers to. I was seriously contemplating getting this shirt but then I figured I shouldn't because I don't think a lot if people would understand what its talking about. But I like it just the same. So I thought I would share it with y'all, and give you something to think about. :)

Amazing Grace

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we'd first begun.

WORDS: John Newton 1779, alt.; st. 5, anonymous

"To Be" Verbs

Today during Greek we learned about the "To be" Verbs. It was quite interesting. And to memorize them we decided that we should set them to a familiar tune. So this is our memorizing song to the tune of Come, Christians, Join to Sing (a traditional Spanish melody; arr. David Evans, 1927)

Am, Are, Is, Was, Were, Be, Been,
la la la la la la la

Have, Has, Had, Do, Does, Did,
la la la la la la la

May, Might, Can, Could,

Will, Would, Shall, Should,

Must, la la la la la these are the to be verbs.

Matthew 13:3-12

Matthew 13

3 And He spoke many things to them in parables, saying, "Behold, the sower went out to sow; 4 and as he sowed, some seeds fell beside the road, and the birds came and ate them up. 5 "Others fell on the rocky places, where they did not have much soil; and immediately they sprang up, because they had no depth of soil. 6 "But when the sun had risen, they were scorched; and because they had no root, they withered away. 7 "Others fell among the thorns, and the thorns came up and choked them out. 8 "And others fell on the good soil and yielded a crop, some a hundredfold, some sixty, and some thirty. 9 "He who has ears, let him hear." 10 And the disciples came and said to Him, "Why do You speak to them in parables?" 11 Jesus answered them, "To you it has been granted to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it has not been granted. 12 "For whoever has, to him more shall be given, and he will have an abundance; but whoever does not have, even what he has shall be taken away from him.

True Prayer is not the noisy sound
That clamorous lips repeat,
But the deep silence of a soul
That clasps Jehovah's feet

-C. H. Spurgeon, Lectures to My Student, pg. 69

Autumn Trees