Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Her Face Came Alive

You see, I'd never stopped to wonder why it was that millions of boys all over creation weren't seeing her and instantly falling in love with her, worshipping her body and mind and soul and spirit as I did. It never occurred to me until this precise moment that maybe lots of boys wouldn't have thought she was gorgeous. Maybe she only seemed so gorgeous to me because - and this is the shocker - her face came alive when I walked in front of it. ~Author Unknown

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Whose Pulse May Be Thy Praise

Thou hast given so much to me,
Give one thing more, - a grateful heart;
Not thankful when it pleaseth me,
As if Thy blessings had spare days,
But such a heart whose pulse may be Thy praise.
~George Herbert

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Oh, To Be a Heavy Ship...

"I hope that from our youth we have known the necessity of dependence upon God, but I am certain that dependence is a growing feeling. Growing Christians think themselves nothing; full-grown Christians think themselves less than nothing. Good men are like ships; the fuller they are, the lower they sink in the stream. The more grace a man has, the more he complains of his want of grace. Grace is not a kind of food which creates a sense of fullness. . . the more you receive the more you long for."

~ Charles Spurgeon, "The Old Man's Sermon"

Saturday, March 3, 2012

She Awakens (ie: goodbye mononucleosis!)

A month of my life.
Innumerable hours of sleep.
Two ENTIRE television series watched:  Downton Abbey. 30 Rock.
Fuzzy pajamas worn daily.

Thank you, Lord, for times of rest and moments of quiet.
One again, You are faithful.  Thank you.