Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
To be like You, Lord, this is my plea
Walking ever closer to Thee
In the light of Thy righteous way
By Your side I desire to stay.
Let them gaze into my eyes
And see not I, but Jesus Christ
Let them not see any beauty
But a faith above mere duty.
Let them look at my heart
Seeing the love Christ did impart
When on earth so long ago
As to the cross He did willingly go.
Let them hear my voice, yet Heaven's song
That rings out from the Heavenly throng
Let them hear only Christ, speaking through me
Showing He really is living in me.
Let them not see a youthful face
But a child saved by God's grace
Let me point them up, away from me
To the One who deserves all glory.
RKM May '06
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
How long will the competition last? Right now, entries/comments will be taken until January the 15th. However, if there is not enough participation, I will extend the date.
How will the winners be selected? I will be using random.org to select the winners. Notice I did say "winners" not "winner." There will be three winners of this competition, with each one receiving an item of jewelry. :)
What kind of jewelry will be made? That's up to you! I will let you pick the type of jewelry (necklace, bracelet, earings), as well as the beads and design. :) More details will be issued to the winners.
Is it limited to the US? No! Anyone can participate. :)
If you have any questions, please Facebook me!
"Then Job arose, and rent his mantle, and shaved his head, and fell down upon the ground, and worshipped." (Job 1:20)
How Satan must have been holding his breath this whole time! He was just waiting for Job to curse God so he (Satan) could say "I told you so" to God. Furthermore, true to his nature, he was probably whispering in Job's ears all the time, trying to get him to falter.
Interestingly, this verse spans minutes, not seconds as I had initailly supposed. Shaving one's head takes time, and Satan undoubtedly tempted Job the whole time to give up on God. Yet, Job's heart was firmly directed toward one goal: worship. He fulfilled traditional expressions of sorrow and mourning, but nowhere did he cry against God. Instead, he worshipped.
I have to wonder: if God took everything from me, would I worship? Would my first words be those of praise to the One who had allowed terrible things to happen? I would hope so...but the reality of my flesh is that I would probably allow complaints against God to fall from my lips.
How was Job able to praise? He had a heavenly perspective. His life was not his own. Though in himself there was sorrow over the loss of children and possessioons, in his spiritual eyes he saw God's hand at work.
Life has been described as a tapestry, with threads of many colors woven through. When trial comes, we see one ugly dark patch from our extreme closeup view. God sees the whole picture and the necessity of that trial to fill that dark portion of the picture. And ultimately, it adds a serene beauty to the entire tapestry. The question is, do we trust Him, even when we cannot see what He is doing?