Today I am thankful for the blessing of beautiful sunsets that declare the glory of God and proclaim the work of his hands!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
The melodious songs of the birds here in the mountain seems to resound as a beautiful song of praise to the one who created all creatures great and small. I pray the words I write will be a song of praise, lifted up in joyous prose to the glory of my Heavenly Father.
Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord. Psalm 102: 18
Welcome
- Joni
- I'm Joni, a child of God, saved only by His amazing grace. I'm still on the journey and learning to walk by faith along the way.
Blogging for his glory
The melodious songs of the birds here in the mountain seems to resound as a beautiful song of praise to the one who created all creatures great and small. I pray the words I write will be a song of praise, lifted up in joyous prose to the glory of my Heavenly Father.
Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord. Psalm 102: 18
Thank you
Please do not copy or reproduce any photos or written content on this blog without my permission. All writing and photographs, unless otherwise sourced, are my own.
Colossians 3: 23
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men.
Psalm 19: 14
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer
Psalm 63: 3-8
Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands. My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise you. On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night. Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.
Ink on paper is as beautiful to me as flowers on the mountains; God composes, why shouldn't we?~ Audra Foveo-Alba
Psalm 50: 11
I know every bird in the mountains, and the creatures of the field are mine.
Psalm 46: 10
Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.
Psalm 104: 12
The birds of the air nest by the waters; they sing among the branches.
How great thou art
..when through the woods and forest glades I wander, and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur, and see the brook and feel the gentle breeze, then sings my soul, My Savior God to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art!
Psalm 145: 16
You open your hand and satisfy the desire of every living thing.
Those little nimble musicians of the air that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art--Izaak Walton
"Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive--it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we know all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?" ~Anne of Green Gables
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library
~Jane Austen~Pride and Prejudice
~Jane Austen~Pride and Prejudice
In this sequestered nook how sweet, to sit upon my orchard seat, and birds and flowers once more greet~William Wordsworth
Song of Songs 2: 10-13
"Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me."
Habakkuk 3: 19
The sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to go on the heights.
Everywhere I have sought rest and not found it, except sitting in a corner by myself with a little book~Thomas Kempis
Labels
- Being a woman of God (23)
- Blog Stuff (2)
- Counting Blessings (8)
- Creative Homemaking (1)
- First Place/Weight loss (3)
- Photos and Scripture (13)
- Pictures (3)
- Pictures of my writing nest (2)
- Poems (3)
- Poetry (3)
- Ponderings (40)
- The Empty Nest (1)
- Videos (4)
- Writing (2)
Blog Archive
-
▼
2008
(53)
-
▼
November
(11)
- Counting My Blessings, Day Eight
- Counting My Blessings, Day Seven
- Counting My Blessings, Day Six
- Counting My Blessings, Day Five
- Counting My Blessings, Day Four
- Counting My Blessings, Day Three
- Counting My Blessings Day Two
- Counting My Blessings
- Season of Transition
- Dusk By The Pond
- God is Faithful in all Seasons
-
▼
November
(11)
Melodies From A Mountaintop Nest
FEEDJIT Live Traffic Feed
Translate
Make Yourself at Home
The power of finding beauty in the humblest things makes home happy and life lovely~ Louisa May Alcott
Relax and enjoy a cup of tea
The mere chink of cups and saucers tunes the mind to happy repose~George Gissing
"If you want to see birds, you must have birds in your heart" ~ John Burroughs
Watch the Birds!
I enjoy watching birds, and the tiny winged creatures have brought me hours of joy and pleasure . God's creation is so beautiful and diverse, and I never tire of seeing the unique variety of birds outside my window. Besides, God's word tells us to "look at the birds of the air," and that is reason enough for me to watch the birds.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them...Matthew 6: 26
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them...Matthew 6: 26
Home, the spot of earth supremely blest,
A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest~Robert Montgomery
A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest~Robert Montgomery
He is happiest , be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort~ Jane Austen
Psalm 42: 1-2
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
"Early summer days are a jubilee time for birds. In the field, around the house, in the barn, in the woods, in the swamp--everywhere love and songs and nests and eggs~Charlotte's Web
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone
with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles~Anne Frank
with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles~Anne Frank
I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs--Joseph Addison
I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn--Henry David Thoreau.
Don't underestimate the value of doing nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering. ~Pooh's Little Instruction Book
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment~Jane Austen
Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop~Ovid
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me ~ C.S. Lewis
A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself~Abraham Maslow
Let your bookcases and your shelves be your gardens and your pleasure grounds. Pluck the fruit that grows therein, gather the roses, the spices, and the myrrh~Judah Ibn Tibbon
No comments:
Post a Comment