God, the Universe and Hawking. 

By John Lennox.

Even So Come!

I can't get enough of this!

"There will be justice, all will be new, Your Name forever, faithful and True. Jesus is coming soon."

At War

          

I’m at war recently, and it weighs me down … that is until the moment, I realize that Christ has already won the battle for me! And ultimately for Himself. That it’s not about me… it’s His-story! With a heart of repentance, I only need to rest, and trust in His accomplishment… and know that I am His!

Then, and only then does my soul find rest! The rest (faithfulness, good works, picking up my cross daily) will come naturally, from a grateful heart.

Praise be to the One, and Only God, the very same Lord Jesus Christ! 

"I the Lord of sea and sky

I have heard my people's cry

all who dwell in dark and sin

my hand will save." 

His hand, has saved indeed! 

He giveth more Grace...

He giveth more grace as our burdens grow greater,

He sendeth more strength as our labors increase;

To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,

To multiplied trials He multiplies peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,

When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,

When we reach the end of our hoarded resources

Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

Fear not that thy need shall exceed His provision,

Our God ever yearns His resources to share;

Lean hard on the arm everlasting, availing;

The Father both thee and thy load will upbear.

His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,

His power no boundary known unto men;

For out of His infinite riches in Jesus

He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.

Annie J. Flint

1866 - 1932

Union of contrasts

“He was the meekest and lowliest of all the sons of men, yet he spoke of coming on the clouds of heaven with the glory of God. He was so austere that evil spirits and demons cried out in terror at his coming, yet he was so genial and winsome and approachable that the children loved to play with him, and the little ones nestled in his arms. His presence at the innocent gaiety of a village wedding was like the presence of sunshine.

No one was half so compassionate to sinners, yet no one ever spoke such red hot scorching words about sin. A bruised reed he would not break, his whole life was love, yet on one occasion he demanded of the Pharisees how they ever expected to escape the damnation of hell. He was a dreamer of dreams and a seer of visions, yet for sheer stark realism He has all of our stark realists soundly beaten. He was a servant of all, washing the disciples feet, yet masterfully He strode into the temple, and the hucksters and money changers fell over one another to get away from the mad rush and the fire they saw blazing in His eyes.

He saved others, yet at the last Himself He did not save. There is nothing in history like the union of contrasts which confronts us in the gospels. The mystery of Jesus is the mystery of divine personality.”

– James Stewart, Scottish theologian 21 July 1896 – 1 July 1990

Left Forever unsaid:

"If all that we say in a single day,
With never a word left out.
Were printed each night
in clear black and white
‘Twould prove strange reading, no doubt.

And then, just suppose,
‘ere our eyes we could close,
We must read the whole record through;
Then wouldn’t we sigh,
and wouldn’t we try
A great deal less talking to do?

And I more than half think
That many a kink
Would be smoother in life’s tangled thread.
If half that we say in a single day
Were left forever unsaid."

--Author Unknown

Nothing Like a little relaxing on Father's Day

...Around, a campfire, and some DELICIOUS grilled Chicken.

Thank you to my friend. The original, woodsman extraordinaire , for a wonderful afternoon!

We probably stayed too late, so I hope that was not a burden. So I say...

"Too late I have stayed, forgive the crime. Unheeded flew the hours. How noiseless falls the foot of time, that only treads on flowers."


God Bless!