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.Psalm102: 18
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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?~AudraFoveo-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 ofGreen 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 andPrejudice
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
While reflecting on the Christmas story over the past several weeks, I found myself humbled as I thought about Mary, the mother of Jesus. Her reply to the angel following the explanation that the Holy Spirit would come upon her and that she would bear the Son of God, was something that stood out to me over and over again as I heard the account of the birth of Jesus during the Christmas season at church and on radio programs:
"I am the Lord's servant," Mary answered. "May it be to me as you have said." Then the angel left her.(Luke 1: 38)
Mary did not argue with God or make excuses regarding what was about to happen, even though it could have cost her her life. In her culture a woman pregnant outside of marriage could have been stoned to death. She had a lot on the line, but humbly accepted her position as the Lord's servant. We can learn a lot from Mary's example.
As Christian women, we need to ask ourselves if we have the heart of a servant. Are we willing to accept whatever God has planned for our lives? Can we with all honesty say we are the Lord's servants? Being a servant requires that we completely give up our selfish wants. We embrace what God has called us to do without making excuses. Most of us would like to say we have the heart of a woman who is willing to serve God, but sadly our lives look rather different. Our lives reek of selfishness. Often, rather than saying, "I am the Lords servant," we could be heard saying, "I want to serve the Lord, but...."
There is no middle ground when it comes to serving God. We will either choose obedience or disobedience. Every time we make an excuse, it is simply disobedience that we are trying to disguise as a good reason for not doing something God has called us to do.Being a woman who is willing to serve the Lord and follow His ways is not easy in a culture that is overflowing with selfishness. We are constantly told that it is all about us, but God's word tells us just the opposite. It's not about us at all; it's about being women with hearts that are willing to serve.
With the Christmas season coming to a close, it would be a good time to take a look at the true condition of our hearts. I pray that we will seek to have hearts like Mary; hearts that would allow us to say with all honesty, "I am the Lord's servant, may it be to me as you have said."
And these are but the outer fringe of his works; how faint the whisper we hear of him!Job 26: 14
I woke up this morning to a soft snow falling that transformed the drab winter landscape into a winter wonderland. I could not resist grabbing my camera and heading off for a walk through the woods. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning as I cautiously walked up and down the slippery hills. Everything was beautiful and snow covered! The dreary brown trees were dressed up in sparkling white attire. Pine trees bowed down under the weight of glistening snowflakes, and birds were flitting about, their colorful feathers commanding attention amidst the snowy white background.
It brought to mind the scripture that I had read in Job 26: 14 during my devotional time earlier in the day. The beauty of nature that we see all around us is just the outer fringe of God's works, and only a faint whisper of who God truly is! Not even a whisper, but a faint whisper! How amazing and how incomprehensible He is! We cannot even begin to imagine the wonderful and amazing things He has prepared for us in heaven; things too incredible for our human minds to comprehend.
It's hard to imagine anything more beautiful than the snow covered trees glistening in my mountain wonderland today. Yet, his word tells us that even this is just the outer fringe of His works....a faint whisper of Him.
She gets up while it is still dark; she provides food for her family. Proverbs 31:15
There's no place like home; especially when a pot of homemade vegetable soup has been simmering on the stove all day mingling with the aroma of freshly baked yeast bread warm from the oven! I've never met anyone who didn't appreciate a good meal, and cooking and baking is a simple way to make memories for our families and show hospitality to guests in our home. We don't have to cook expensive or fancy meals. In fact, some of the most comforting foods are the simplest things. There's just something warm and inviting about a home where something good is cooking in the kitchen.
I've talked to a lot of people who speak with fondness about the comforting food prepared lovingly by their moms or grandmothers, and many moms and grandmothers are famous among their family members for certain dishes. Nobody made pork and saurkraut like my Grandma Mitchell. She was also famous for her pumpkin pies and soft sugar cookies. Her chicken rice soup was known to heal the sick. My aunt was very ill following surgery for a large brain tumor and was unable to eat. Grandma smuggled some of her chicken rice soup into the hospital one day. My aunt was able to eat it, and from that day on started to recover. I still smile when I recall grandma telling me the story about smuggling her soup into the hospital. She looked at me with a sparkle in her eye and said, "I didn't think she was going to make it, but my soup brought her back!" My mom was famous for her vegetable soup, apple pies, apple dumplings, stuffing balls, and gravy. Nobody ever came close to making pie crust like mom, and even though I have her recipe for gravy and stuffing balls, I've never been able to duplicate it. My mother-in-law made the best fried chicken I've ever tasted, and I've never found anything that even came close to hers. They have all passed on, but the special memories of the foods they prepared lives on in the hearts of family members.
As homemakers, we have the opportunity every day to make memories for our families and guests. One day our children probably won't remember how clean the house was when they were growing up, how successful we were in our career, or how many things we were involved in, but they will remember coming home to the aroma of a home cooked meal and warm cookies straight from the oven. They will recall, with fondness and smiles, the blessing of home cooked memories.
And God said, "Let the water teem with living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the sky. " So God created the great creatures of the sea and every living and moving thing with which the water teems, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good.Genesis 1: 20-21
As I watched a White-breasted Nuthatch and a Downy Woodpecker flying back and forth, incessantly pecking away on a suet cake this morning, it made me think about how often we fly around incessantly pecking away at all the distractions life throws our way, rarely stopping for a moment, tossed back and forth from one activity to the next. Busyness seems to have taken over our lives; we live with it, embrace it, and at times boast about it. Yet, I believe it is one of the most powerful weapons Satan uses against Christians.It’s so common today that often we aren’t even aware of its presence. It is a problem year round, but even more so as the Christmas season approaches.
The trend towards excessive busyness seems to have reached epidemic proportions in the lives of people today, and Christians are not exempt from it. Ask anybody how they are and the answer is usually the same, “Busy!” Sadly, Christians look like the rest of the world in this regard. We are stressed out, frazzled, overextended, anxious, running in circles, rushing about, short tempered, exhausted, and running on empty. Running on fumes, we fall into bed at the end of the day only to jump back up the next morning and start the vicious cycle all over again. I once heard a speaker say that BUSY stands for “burdened under Satan’s yoke.” I would have to agree!
I’m currently doing a Beth Moore Bible study called, BreakingFree. In the one chapter she talks about “the captivity of activity” and how perpetual activity leads to perpetual exhaustion. I often see this in my life and in the lives of those around me. I believe Satan uses busyness to keep Christians ineffective in their spiritual walk. It is so common and so widely accepted that it’s seldom even thought about. Since Satan works subtly and behind the scenes, we fail to notice him. If he can keep us busy and distracted by all the things going on around us, he can render us unproductive and ineffective as believers in Christ. Busy lives lead to lives void of prayer and scripture reading. Lives void of prayer and scripture reading leads to Christians with shallow faith.
When asked where our relationship with God is in our lives, most of us would proclaim, “God is first in my life!” However, when asked to share our busy schedules, we would find God in a different place. A pastor once said that our true priorities are revealed by looking at our daily schedules. The things that fill our days speak volumes about what is truly number one in our hearts. We always seem to make time for the things that are important to us. We can’t miss our favorite TV program, but we can miss our quiet time with God. We don’t have time to pray, but we can answer our cell phones and send text messages throughout the day. We don’t have time to work on a Bible study lesson, but we have time to go shopping or to surf the internet. We say we are simply too busy for God, but yet we always seem to find time for TV, cell phones, and the internet.
When was the last time you really and truly sat at His feet and listened for His voice? Being still before God and making time to sit at His feet is what’s really important. In light of eternity, it won’t matter how many TV programs we watched or how often we sent a text message or answered our cell phones. It won’t matter how much time we spent online looking things up.What will matter is our relationship with our Heavenly Father and those things that have eternal value.
This Christmas season, I pray we will keep our priorities in line amidst the hustle and bustle of shopping, decorating, baking cookies, and wrapping presents. The abundant life Jesus came to give us is waiting. We need to slow down, be still, and seek first His kingdom rather than the distractions the world has to offer. We won’t be disappointed, because Jesus is the sweetest gift of all!
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
Home, the spot of earth supremely blest, 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
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~AbrahamMaslow
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