January 11, 2010
January 2, 2010
Psalm 1 : 1 - 3
Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful.
But his delight is in the law of the Lord; and in his law doth he meditate day and night.
And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.
But his delight is in the law of the Lord; and in his law doth he meditate day and night.
And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.
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what God says
December 17, 2009
Poem by Lady Powerscourt (1800-1836)
Lord! Let my heart still turn to Thee,
In all my hours of waking thought,
Nor let this heart e'er wish to flee,
Or think, or feel, where Thou art not.
In every hour of pain and woe,
When nought on earth this heart can cheer,
When sighs will burst and tears will flow,
Lord, hush the sigh and chase the tear.
In every dream of earthly bliss,
Do Thou, dear Jesus, present be;
Nor let a thought of happiness
On earth intrude, apart from Thee!
To my last lingering thought at night,
Do Thou, Lord Jesus, still be near;
And ere the dawn of opening light
In still small accents wake mine ear.
Whene'er I read Thy sacred word,
Bright on the page in glory shine;
And let me say, "This precious Lord
In all His full salvation's mine."
And when before the throne I kneel,
Hear from that throne of grace my prayer,
And let each hope of heaven I feel
Burn with the thought to meet Thee there.
Thus teach me, Lord, to look to Thee
In every hour of waking thought;
Nor let me ever wish to be,
Or think, or feel, where Thou art not.
In all my hours of waking thought,
Nor let this heart e'er wish to flee,
Or think, or feel, where Thou art not.
In every hour of pain and woe,
When nought on earth this heart can cheer,
When sighs will burst and tears will flow,
Lord, hush the sigh and chase the tear.
In every dream of earthly bliss,
Do Thou, dear Jesus, present be;
Nor let a thought of happiness
On earth intrude, apart from Thee!
To my last lingering thought at night,
Do Thou, Lord Jesus, still be near;
And ere the dawn of opening light
In still small accents wake mine ear.
Whene'er I read Thy sacred word,
Bright on the page in glory shine;
And let me say, "This precious Lord
In all His full salvation's mine."
And when before the throne I kneel,
Hear from that throne of grace my prayer,
And let each hope of heaven I feel
Burn with the thought to meet Thee there.
Thus teach me, Lord, to look to Thee
In every hour of waking thought;
Nor let me ever wish to be,
Or think, or feel, where Thou art not.
December 16, 2009
December 2, 2009
Happy Birthday, K!
Here she is in the western duds she got for her birthday.
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This shot was taken a while ago, before she donated her hair.
Happy Birthday, K! As I wrote on your card, may you always follow the Lord Jesus, riding the trails he has for you!
November 19, 2009
Fall 2009 - This and That

The "girls" that provide our delicious brown eggs. :o)
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pets
October 16, 2009
Back from hiatus
Well! I took a long break from blogging, but hope to get back to it now. I was rummaging around a bit in my old pictures this morning and found my school picture from kindergarten.
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I laugh at the bangs. Mom used to trim them by applying a piece of Scotch tape across them and cutting along the bottom edge. She also made my little chambray sailer top. When I was a kid, I LOVED red and blue . . . and still do!
Ahhh - kindergarten. Fond memories of dear, gentle Mrs. Hauge, singing around the piano, naptime, the little cartons of milk that we all got every day, the big cardboard building bricks, and drawing life-size pictures of ourselves. Life was very uncomplicated!
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