Recently, Most of our family came down with one of the many viruses out there. It has lasted almost two weeks. I am thankful I got to be home to care for our youngest. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. But I felt something missing. I felt restless. Of course, the weather was my first element I blamed it on. But then this morning waking up... knowing it was SUNDAY. I was happy... eager...ready to be "fed."
Walking through the church doors I anticipated who I would see and what Pastor might be preaching. It was a "hunger" I could feel that needed to be fed. I took my position in nursery to start. I got to hold the newest member of our church. It made me look in aww. The Lord is giving us a daughter you see. Something I never thought I would have. A chance to do things according to His Will. Not ours as parents. God is Good.
Then came our service. Sitting beside our oldest was a blessing to me. That child is destined for something bigger then he even realizes I think. Noo.. not Hollywood... God's Will in his life... He sang his heart out today. He makes my heart smile to hear him sing like that. It's a beautiful sound. After a thought provoking message I was left with time to reflect to think... I am so thankful for our church... I am thankful for that "hunger" inside... I am thankful for the faces of ones I care for there... I am sure I missed alot being home with sick family... Going today was just like going home again.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Convicting?
On a Wednesday Night recently we sang this song below. So Little Time by John R Rice. It was very convicting in alot of ways... Hope you find some meaning in it.
So little time! The harvest will be over.Our reaping done, we reapers taken Home.Report our work to Jesus, Lord of harvest,And hope He'll smile and that He'll say, "Well done!"
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.
How many times I should have strongly pleaded;How often did I feel to strictly warn.The Spirit moved, oh had I pled for Jesus!The grain is fallen, lost ones not reborn.
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.
Despite the heat, the ceaseless toil, the hardship,The broken heart over those we cannot win;Misunderstood, because we're oft peculiar,Still no regrets we'll have but for our sin.
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.
A day of pleasure, or a feast of friendship,A house or car or garments fair or fame,Will all be trash, when souls are brought to Heaven,And then how sad to face the slackers blame!
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.
The harvest white, with reapers few is wastingAnd many souls will die and never know.The love of Christ, the joy of sins forgiven.Oh let us weep and love and pray and go!
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Oh will you go and bring some sinner in?
So little time! The harvest will be over.Our reaping done, we reapers taken Home.Report our work to Jesus, Lord of harvest,And hope He'll smile and that He'll say, "Well done!"
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.
How many times I should have strongly pleaded;How often did I feel to strictly warn.The Spirit moved, oh had I pled for Jesus!The grain is fallen, lost ones not reborn.
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.
Despite the heat, the ceaseless toil, the hardship,The broken heart over those we cannot win;Misunderstood, because we're oft peculiar,Still no regrets we'll have but for our sin.
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.
A day of pleasure, or a feast of friendship,A house or car or garments fair or fame,Will all be trash, when souls are brought to Heaven,And then how sad to face the slackers blame!
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Today we'll go to bring some sinner in.
The harvest white, with reapers few is wastingAnd many souls will die and never know.The love of Christ, the joy of sins forgiven.Oh let us weep and love and pray and go!
Today we reap, or miss our golden harvest!Today is given us lost souls to win.Oh then to save some dear ones from the burning.Oh will you go and bring some sinner in?
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