Psalm 5:3

“My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O Lord; in the morning I will I direct my prayer unto Thee, and will look up.”

The root word of  “morning” in Hebrew means to seek, enquire or look for. As the earth seeks or turns toward the sun which creates the morning, so should we turn our faces upward toward the Son who is seated in Heaven and put our trust in Him.

6/23/2014

Psalm 19

6/14/2014
There is no where hidden from Your sight. You may speak Your word, sometimes more, sometimes less, but there is never a time without You speaking O Lord….

…Thinking on  Alaska which in some parts of the state sometimes gets only one hour or less a day of sunlight. But the opposite part of the year it gets 23 plus hours of sun! There is never complete darkness, but various degrees of light.

Some Christians live in that one hour of light and some live in that 23 hour light.  But all experience that light.

House Finch

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Beautiful, beautiful bird

Tell of the Savior’s story

You do not sow but you reap from His hand

You do not keep a garden but you eat

Safe in the eye of God

Singing of wonderful things

Your given a voice to spread the news

Your notes tell of new life in Spring

Beautiful, beautiful bird

Show what God is to us

Ones who look for a mate

The other to feed and guard and keep safe

The Prodigal

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5/2/2014
On days like today, with many things of the natural distracting my attention from you, I see how forgiving and loving of a Father you are. I’ve wasted many a moment with other things and not sat at your feet. But when you come to mind again I realize what in what state I am. Nothing today has been satisfying  though I have “accomplished” much I am parched for you! O Father, receive me back into your presence! So that I may partake even of the scraps at your table. You not only gladly receive me but bestow on me a feast! You always are there with open arms to receive.

Arise and Shine!

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4/20/2014
What a beautiful day! The Lord woke me up this morning at just the right moment when I turned over in bed toward the window, the sun boldly rose up over the horizon. And when I opened the word a little later it opened to Isa.60. Not the usual reading for most on this day. For years I have been opposed to the untimely traditions of men and preached against the wrongness of them, but I have also been in the wrong. It is right to say that the church has strayed in regards to how they remember the resurrection, mixing with earthly things. But I have not helped in pointing our eyes to the One who arose. My focus has also been on these earthly things…. in opposition to them.​

In Isaiah 60  the Lord shows us that we will no longer be subject to earthly time. Not that the sun and moon will forever go away(Ps 89, 136), but that for us we will not need to be subject to its timing(v 19-20)(Rev 21:23, 22:5), their rising and setting, waxing and waning. The true Son is everlasting Light; there is no waxing and waning with Him.

His time is not April 20 or back in the month of March like last year’s observance of the resurrection. He appointed a day almost two millennia ago, not making his purpose fit into our calendar but making a day to fulfil His purpose.

Basking in the Son today…

Lift Me Up To Thee

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Thou brought me up

From a place where things

Could never satisfy

Out from the desert

To a place

Where the waters

Never run dry

Lift me up to Thee!

Let us walk from a place

Where the sands blow around

Up to a place of fruitful ground

Out from the desert dry

Up to a garden on

A mountain high

Lift me up to Thee!

Flying High

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Ready to step off this earthly ground

Knowing that it is in Him I am found

Higher I go to a place I can’t see

Closer I am hiding in Thee

 

My treasure place

My heavenly store

Lift me up and make me soar!

 

Wind beneath these arms of feathers

Draw me up from the earthly nether

Soaring high to heavenly realm

To rest with Thee at Thy helm

Ready to step off this earthly ground

Knowing that it is in Him I am found

Higher I go to a place I can’t see

Closer I am hiding in Thee

 

My treasure place

My heavenly store

Lift me up and make me soar!

 

Wind beneath these arms of feathers

Draw me up from the earthly nether

Soaring high to heavenly realm

To rest with Thee at Thy helm