Thoughts on a Spring Day

Perennials in my yard! Yeah Spring!

Think about this verse...

Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place. (II Corinthians 2:14)

Praise the Lord that HE makes us victorious through Christ and that HE shows off how great His knowledge is and how flavourful and wonderful life can be with Him. Thanks to God that HE does all the work--that "the life that I now live in the flesh, I live by the faith of the Son of God" (Galatians 2:20). It's not even MY faith. It has nothing to do with me or my efforts! It's all about Him, and how He manifests Himself through me! All I do is yield. Wow! What a deal!

Spring Thaw

Loving the spring-like weather! Today I went out with Max (our yellow lab-collie) for a walk to the ball field and beyond to take pictures. I found a nest and some buds on our trees! Spring is on the way!

When we returned, our neighbour told me to have Max check the mailbox.

Here's what he found:

Beggin' Strips!


Then we went out back to the paddock to take photos of our horses...






Rueger was enjoying the sunshine. Mochaccino was too afraid of Max to venture out from under the picnic table!




It's a beautiful day with the promise of spring!

Longing for Spring

Longing for Spring
Dayna Guenther

My Shepherd, the winter is long,
My body is tired and cold.
I ache for change, to see new life,
Fresh vision to spring from the old.

The cold gets so old and I long for the new--
Green leaves, buds, flowers, sunshine, and dew.
Still somehow You lead where the clear waters flow,
And my heart will yet trust that You know.

My Shepherd, the winter is long,
My body is tired and cold.
I ache for change, to see new life,
Fresh vision to spring from the old.

Icy wind lingers, its shivering fingers
Wrap around me, soul, body, and mind;
I know that You know--even when the snow blows,
You will never just leave me behind.

My Shepherd, the winter is long,
My body is tired and cold.
I ache for change, to see new life,
Fresh vision to spring from the old.

Lord, I’m happy that You trudge along with me,
Your Promises will never e’er fail;
Your good hand, ever righteous, still watches me,
And bright springtime will always prevail!

My Shepherd, the winter is long,
Your love, hope, and joy keep me warm;
Look over there! I see new life--
Fresh vision does spring from the old!

~~~


Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of birds is come,
and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs,
and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
(Song of Solomon 2:10-13)

Although the fig tree shall not blossom,
neither shall fruit be in the vines;
the labour of the olive shall fail,
and the fields shall yield no meat;
the flock shall be cut off from the fold,
and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will joy in the God of my salvation.
The LORD God is my strength,
and he will make my feet like hinds' feet,
and he will make me to walk upon mine high places.
(Habakkuk 3:17-19)

This Is My Destiny
Dennis Jernigan

All I was I lay aside,
Dead to sin, to God alive
Born again into a new identity
Once asleep to God in sin,
Now wakened by the blood and cleansed
Born again to be who He called me to be

All I have I lay aside,
Run the race to gain the prize
For the sake of knowing Jesus Christ in me
I cannot yet fully see
All I’m truly called to be
But knowing Christ
Reveals my hope and destiny

He calls me child,
He calls me to His side eternally
He calls what once was lost, now found,
Once bound to sin, now free!
He calls me holy, calls me righteous,
By the blood redeemed!
He calls me Overcomer
Crowned with victory!
This is my destiny!

What once bound me is no more,
What was stolen is restored
By the resurrection power of my King!
What was old has been made new,
Lies and doubts replaced by truth
What was silent now resounds,
I am redeemed!

He calls me child,
He calls me to His side eternally
He calls what once was lost, now found,
Once bound to sin, now free!
He calls me holy, calls me righteous,
By the blood redeemed!
He calls me Overcomer
Crowned with victory!
This is my destiny!

He calls me servant, calls me warrior,
Calls me royalty!
He calls me resurrected one,
He calls me His redeemed!
He calls me higher, calls me far
Beyond my wildest dream!
He calls my heart to come and be
All He can see!
This is my destiny!

He calls me chosen, new creation,
Trophy of His grace
He gives me grace to fight the fight
And run to win the race
He tells me He delights in me
While singing over me!
Accepting me as His beloved bride-to-be!
This is my destiny!