On this 11th day of the month of Thanksgiving I am thankful for my wife Madge. She has loved me, stood by me through thick and thin, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as she is an encouragement to me.
For over forty six years she has tolerated me when I was very unloving, or unkind to her. I love her more than my own life, and I thank our Creator for her every day.
Thankful from the banks of Flat Creek,
Today is the last day of Summer. At least according to the calendar hanging on my wall. Friday the 23rd is the first day of Autumn. That seems to be a little later than usual to me. It seems to usually fall on the 21st or so; but not in 2011 I guess.
It is raining again. Thank the Lord of all grace and mercy and love. It is wonderful how He loves us all. It seems to me that rain is a reminder of His love, grace and mercy and our need.
It will not be long and we will all be longing for those warm, even hot Summer days; at least I know I will. I must admit some of these past Summer days were extremely hot; but that is Summer.
It is great to be alive. It is great to have family and friends whom I love and who loves me. It is even greater still to know that there is a God in Heaven who also lives within me, because He loves me and cares for every need. All because of the gift of His Son Jesus – His death on the cross, burial and resurrection; and knowing that one day soon He will return. O, What a day that will be…
Thanks for the rain.
As the sun rises over the hill to my East I hear dogs barking, and I wonder what is the dogs barking at. I rise up from my chair to look and see, but they are only barking because they want out of their pen. That will come a little later.
As the sun rises over the hill there are many thoughts that run through my mind. Thoughts of dread, fear, anguish; yet also thoughts of hope, peace, love, joy, and my Lord Jesus Christ. These latter things cancel out the other to some extent where they are not so binding. It’s amazing how thought of Christ can set you free.
As the sun rises over the hill the light gets brighter, everything becomes more clear. Isn’t that what the Light of Christ is also about.
As the Son rises in our hearts, darkness vanishes.