Showing posts with label God. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God. Show all posts

Friday, 30 March 2012

GOD ALWAYS SENDS RAINBOWS AFTER THE RAIN






Whatever your cross,
whatever your pain,
there will always be sunshine,
after the rain


Perhaps you may stumble,
perhaps even fall,
But God’s always ready,
To answer your call


He knows every heartache,
sees every tear,
A word from His lips,
can calm every fear


Your sorrows may linger,
throughout the night,
But suddenly vanish,
in dawn’s early light


The Savior is waiting,
somewhere above,
To give you His grace,
and send you His love ..


Whatever your cross,
whatever your pain,
“God always sends rainbows
after the rain.”

NO TIME FOR GOD





I knelt to pray but not for long.
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.

So I knelt and said a hurried prayer
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done.
My soul could rest at ease.

Now all day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends.
They’d laugh at me I’d fear.

“No time.  No time.  Too much to do.”
That was my constant cry.
No time to give to souls in need.
At last the time to die.

I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book.
It was the book of life.

God looked into his book and said,
“Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down
But never found the time.”

GOD SAYS “YOU DIDN’T ASK, SEEK OR KNOCK”




I got up early one morning
and rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish,
I didn’t have time to pray.

Problems just tumbled about me,
and heavier came each task.
Why doesn’t God help me? I wondered,
He answered, “You didn’t ask.”

I wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled on, gray and bleak.
I wondered why God didn’t show me,
He said, “But you didn’t seek.”

I tried to come into God’s presence,
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
“My child, you didn’t knock.”

I woke up early this morning,
and paused before entering the day.
I had so much to accomplish
That I had to take time to pray.



Thursday, 29 March 2012

BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I'M GOD




Be Still, and Know that I Am God,
My Father said to Me,
And I will fill you with My Peace,
And set your Spirit Free.

You are my Own; I’ve Chosen You:
You are Precious in My Sight.
Give Me your Heart; I Promise You
I’ll be Your Guiding Light.

My Love for you will Never Fade
By your side I’ll Always Stay.
My Joy will be your Strength and
Shield, If you’ll let Me have My Way.

I’m Standing here with Arms Outstretched
I want to Touch and make You Whole.
Of My Living Waters, Come and Drink,
And I will Quench your Thirsty Soul.

Peace! Be Still! I am with You now,
And no-one could Love You More.
My Love for you will never Die
Of that You can be sure.

That’s what my Father said to Me
And I know His Words are true.
I know that He has Set me Free
And He’ll do the Same for You.

So just Reach Out, ask Him to Forgive
And Pardon all your Sin.
Ask Him to be your God and King
And He will take You In.

THE BIBLE IN 50 WORDS




God made
Adam bit
Noah arched
Abraham split
Jacob fooled
Joseph ruled
Bush talked
Pharaoh plagued
Sea divided
Tablets guided
Promise landed
Judges led
Saul freaked
David peeked
Kingdom divided
Prophets warned
People exiled
Hope rose
Jesus born
God walked
Anger crucified
Love rose
Spirit flamed
Word spread
God remained.


Thursday, 15 March 2012

THE BEAUTY OF HEAVEN, THE CITY OF GOD





Glorious things are said of you, O city of God: wherefore I have desired to behold your glory, meditating upon it through a glass in an obscure manner. But our first consideration is, why the happiness of the saints, which in the Holy Scripture is called the kingdom of heaven, is also called the City of God. This appears to me to be the reason; because as it is called a kingdom on account of its extent, so also it ought to be called a “City,” on account of its beauty.

One might suppose, when he heard of a vast and extensive kingdom, that there are in it many deserts, many wild uncultivated places, and mountains fit only for the habitation of beasts, besides inaccessible rocks, forests, and precipices. But since all these are far removed from the happiness of the saints, the Holy Spirit therefore teaches us, that the kingdom of heaven is like amost “beautiful city; and although it is of a boundless extent, yet the wholeis so glorious as to appear a most populous and opulent city. In large cities especially are to be seen beautiful temples, splendid palaces, most delightful gardens, noble forums, fountains, columns, pyramids, obelisks, theatres, towers, and other buildings for the use of the public.

This kingdom so far excels all other kingdoms in glory, majesty, and extent, that the whole appears but one city, most beautiful, most noble. Truly, then, this heavenly city is such, that no one can seriously think of it without frequently aspiring after it; and no one can desire it without immediately leaving all things to possess it, and never rest till he find it.

Hear how Tobias, exulting in spirit, speaks of this city: “Thou shalt shine with a glorious light, and all the ends of the earth shall worship thee The gates of Jerusalem shall be built of sapphire and of emerald, and all the walls thereof round about of precious stones. And all its streets shall be paved with white and clean stones; and Alleluia shall be sung in its streets.” (23: 21, 22).

And St. John also, in his Apocalypse, agrees with Tobias: The building of the wall thereof was of jasper- stone; but the city itself pure gold, like to clear glass. And the foundations of the walls of the city were adorned with all manner of precious stones and every several gate was of one several pearl; and the street of the city was pure gold, as it were transparent glass.” (21)

But we must not suppose the heavenly Jerusalem to be in reality adorned with gold and precious stones, but by this mode of expression we are to understand, that the heavenly city is as much superior to earth as gold is to dirt, as pearls to common stone, the stars to candles, the sun to a torch, and mortal architects to God, the immortal Creator of all things. But as we intend to speak of the beauty of all the parts of the city of God, we shall dwell no longer on this point.