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PSALM 32:1,2,5,7,8,10,11

9/27/2014

PSALM 32:1,2,5,7,8,10,11

Blessed is he
whose transgression
is forgiven,
whose sin
is covered

Blessed is the man
unto whom
the Lord
imputeth not
iniquity
And in whose spirit
there is no guile

I will confess
my transgressions
unto the Lord
and thou forgavest
the iniquity
of my sin Selah

Thou
art
    my hiding place
Thou shalt preserve me
from trouble
Thou
shalt compass me about
with songs
of deliverance
Selah

I will instruct thee and teach thee
in the way thou shalt go
I
will guide thee
with mine eye

Many sorrows shall be to the wicked
but
he that trusteth
in the Lord
mercy shall compass him
about

Be glad
in the Lord
and rejoice ye righteous
and shout for joy
all ye
that are upright
in heart

(Please sc

GOD ALONE

9/27/2014

GOD ALONE

Who made the beaches
With all that sand
Who regulates the tides
With a wave of his hand
God alone

Who made the sun
So warm and bright
Who lights up the sky
With tiny stars at night
God alone

Who made the mountains
So grand and tall
Who created the raindrops
So translucent and small

Who holds the universe
In his merciful hand
Who is the father
Of every woman and man
God Alone

Who'll watch o'er us
When all else flee
Who gave his son
To set us free
God alone

I SUSPECT

9/27/2014

I SUSPECT

Joyce Kilmer and the rest of you will
just have to forgive us for the poem
at the end of this article. (We didn't plan
to write it. It just sort of whimsed upon us.)

By way of introduction, we'll give you a couple
of lines by Mr. Kilmer that have been around
for quite some time...

"I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree..."

And now for the whimsy...

I suspect I shall never see
A poem as loverly as a me
It took an expert horticulturist
To make a flower pot like me
And besides all that
Any nut could make a tree.

Hummm, perhaps we've been out
in the sun (or the rain) too way too long!)

PSALM 31:1,3,5,7,15,16,23,24

9/18/2014

PSALM 31,1,3,5,7,15,16,17,23,24

In thee, O Lord
do I put my trust
For, thou art my rock
and my Fortress

  My times
are
in thy hand

Make thy face to shine
upon thy servant
Save me for thy mercies' sake

Oh how great
is thy goodness
which thou hast laid up
for them that fear thee

O
love the Lord
all ye saints
for the Lord preserveth
  the faithful

Be
of good cheer
and he shall strengthen
your heart
all ye that hope
in the Lord

Honk, Honk

9/18/2014

HONK, HONK

Occasionally, while driving along our
highways and byways, we have seen
bumper stickers that read "Honk, if
you love Jesus".

That slogan came to our mind recently
when we had to replace our transmission
and fuel pump on one of our cars.
When those two valuable components give
out on you, honking is about all that remains.

And now, we suspect , especially as we read the
scriptures, that Jesus wants us to do more than
just honk about him. In fact, doesn't he want us
to travel down the same road he is travelling?

All the honking in the world won't do us much
good, if we are travelling down the wrong road,
apart from our Lord and master, Jesus Christ.

HIGHER, HIGHER

9/18/2014

HIGHER, HIGHER

Many years ago, when we were living in a
two-story home, the door to the second floor
became accidentally closed and locked. Now,
having no key for the door to an upper floor
can often lead to frustrating anxiety. (And for
a while, it did, too).

To solve this problem, we called a good Baptist
neighbor who hurried down to our home with his
extension ladder.

We can happily (?) report that his ladder was just
barely tall enough to reach the front porch roof.

Determined not to avail ourselves of the almost out
of reach ladder a second time, again, we forced open
one of the bedroom screens. (We already knew that
the window was unlocked.)

Ever so gingerly, we slowly climbed, one rung at a
time until were able to stand on the roof, open the
window and take out the screen.
As we did so, our frightened, over-sized faithful dog,
Pup-Pup crawled out on the roof.

After a few unrepeatable words and moments, we
managed to push Pup-Pup and ourselves through the
window and, once again, save the day.

Climbing the ladder of success (especially the spiritual
one) is no easy task. Nevertheless, we have discovered
that the climb is necessary and important to our well
being. For, you see, every rung does go higher, higher.

PSALM 30:1,2,4,10,11,12

9/11/2014

PSALM 30:1,2,4,10,11,12

I will extol thee, O Lord
For thou hast lifted me up
And hast not made my foes
rejoice over me

O Lord, my God
I cried unto thee
and thou hast
healed me

Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints
of his, and give thanks
at the remembrance
of his holiness

Hear, O Lord, and have mercy
upon me

Thou hast turned for me
my mourning into dancing
and girded me with gladness

To the end
That my glory may sing praises
to thee
O Lord, my God
I will give thanks
Unto thee,
Forever

SQUASH

9/11/2014

SQUASH

Prior to becoming the twentieth President
of the United States, James A. Garfield
served as the president of a small college
in his home state of Ohio.

One day a prominent businessman came
to Garfield's office and asked if his son
couldn't delete a few of the college's
required courses so he might graduate
in a shorter time, so he could get on
with life and making a living.

President Garfield studied his visitor
for a few moments and then said, "You
know when you plant an acorn, it takes
about a hundred years to grow a strong,
sturdy oak tree, but it only takes two
or three months to grow a squash."

Okay, my fellow students (in and out
of college) grow deep roots and maintain
sturdy ideals throughout your educational
pursuits.

Don't grow up to be a squishy squash.

(Written on September 5, 2014)

NOT GROWING SENILE

9/11/2014

NOT GROWING SENILE

  Gelett Burgess wrote the following...

"If in the last few years, you have not
discarded a major opinion and acquired
a new one, investigate and see if you're
not growing senile."

We are happy to report that over the
past few years, we have done a little
investigating, and we have discovered...

That the Bible is truly a lamp unto our feet
That God accepts us as we are
That my wife is still my best friend
That our children and grandchildren are
our greatest treasures

"Hey honey, those words don't sound
as though they were coming from somebody
who's becoming senile, do they? Honey?
Dear? Dear? Sweetie...?

PSALM 29:1,2,4,10,11

9/4/2014

PSALM 29:1,2,4,10,11

Give unto the Lord,
O ye mighty people

Give unto the Lord
Glory and strength

Give unto the Lord
the glory due
unto his name

The voice of the Lord
is powerful
The voice of the Lord
is full of majesty

The Lord sitteth upon the flood
Yea, the Lord sitteth King forever

The Lord will give strength
unto his people
The Lord will bless his people
with peace