Whole

Hope to the hurting heart,

"run to ME,

I'll hold you close

curing your heart's ache

with My tender

knowing touch

I'll sew up every break

memories. . .

scars, they fade

like the end of day

when My love

is planted there

the pain is washed away

I AM your

Prince of Peace

the Lover of your soul

Let ME in

I'll mend your heart

My love will make

you Whole"

Luke 4:18

I was in Jefferson, Texas one day a couple of weeks ago during a camping trip to Caddo Lake. We stopped in a gift shop called "Blessings". While there I bought a bookmark with this poem on it. I wanted to share it with you.

He is Alive

Awake this morning at 2:30, I listened to the wind. . . the thunder. . . the rain, I saw the lightning flash. There's a channel in my area that plays Creation Scapes and Worship Videos around this time in the morning. It's so peaceful sitting in my dark house, listening to peaceful music and reading scripture. This happens quite often, and this morning, for the first time, I realized maybe God wants my company! There are no distractions, no demands, other than sleep, what a gift to spend this time with my Lord.




. . . this song blessed me tonight, this morning, as I sit here in the quiet darkness. We talked about Christ's resurrection on Sunday, about how He is alive today. He is alive with our Father and He is alive on this earth through His Holy Spirit. He is with us, through it all, every moment. He is alive. He is my. . . our. . . precious Jesus. And because of this, we can be truly alive.

I came across a new blog, A Woman's Worth and she speaks of "Trash to Treasure Because of Christ".

Every word of God is flawless; He is a shield to those who take refuge in him.

Proverbs 30:5

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.

Psalms 42:1

Cottage Garden

    At the Cottage Door

In the Garden

Cottage Garden at Sunset

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When I was in Europe, I bought postcards of my favorite paintings from the many museums we visited. One of my very favorites, I framed, and is still sitting on my dresser. It's by David Woodlock, 1842-1929, and is called "Upper Bushey Village". I couldn't find it to share on my blog, but I found similar watercolors by the same artist. They're so pretty and peaceful. I still dream of living in a cottage in England, well, maybe just a little visit.

Lamentations 3:22-23

I substituted in a 5th grade classroom today, and found these verses from Lamentations on the wall next to the teacher's desk. Over the past week I've taught 3rd grade, 4th grade, elementary Art, Resource, and today 5th grade. Tomorrow I'm in an elementary special education room, then Wed. I'll be in a 9th grade special education class, and Friday a middle school special education class. I'm always a little worried before I get to the school for the day, but then I remember why I'm doing this. God is always so good and He reassures me each day.

I feel so privileged to be in each classroom. It's so much fun to see the light come on in a child's eyes when he understands something new!

Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

Lamentations 3:22-23

Ecclesiastes 3:1

For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven.

Ecclesiastes 3:1