June 27, 2014

The Last Post

This is the title of a military trumpet song played when the flag goes down in the evening. It is a sad, mournful sound. Posting entries on my blog is getting too difficult for me. I have enjoyed writing in my own simple way, but others in my family will have to take over now. Thanks to the many followers of my blog for your comments and encouraging emails. God bless you and keep you, and make His face to shine upon you.

Jack

June 1, 2014

God's Face

One of my favourite Psalms is Psalm 34. There David ascribes to God many human character traits: eyes, ears, taste, and a face. God looks, listens, sees, hears, and His face shines upon us. Anthropomorphic speaking theologians call it. Comforting words I call it. He hears my prayers and cries, He knows my situation perfectly, He never slumbers nor sleeps. What a comfort this is.

Jack

May 28, 2014

Happy 60th Birthday

Happy 60th Birthday Jack! Another milestone that we never imagined you would reach; but once again we see that God's ways are mysterious and He is sovereign and He is good.
l love you Jack and hope that you have a good day today.
Lane

A friend of ours, who lost her husband to ALS a few years ago, heard this song which was sung at a memorial hymn sing and it meant so much to her that she emailed it to us. Indeed, the words are beautiful and very meaningful and Jack wanted to share it with you all on the blog.



I CRY FATHER

When my plans have fallen through and I don’t know what to do.
I just look unto the hills, whence comes my help.
And when the dreams I’ve dreamed have died
And I need a place to hide.
I just look unto the hills whence comes my help.

Chorus
And I cry Father, Holy Father.
I need to rest a while close to You.
Give me water, living water.
For it’s in these hills I feel my strength renewed.

When there’s pain on every side, I simply close my eyes.
And I look unto the hills, whence comes my help.
And when my valleys will all turn into another yesterday.
I just look unto the hills, whence comes my help.

Chorus

 So when things all go wrong, and you feel all hope is gone.
Just look unto the hills, whence comes your help.
So go to your knees in prayer, cause the Lord is always there.
When you look unto the hills, whence comes your help.


Here's a version of it found on you tube.




May 17, 2014

Ripe Fruit

Pastor Pronk shared a meditation on Mark 4 when he visited me this week. Harvest does not begin until the fruit is fully ripe. The reason why you are still here is that you are not fully ripe yet, he said. Pray for that ripening work of God. I love that image and long to be ripe.

Jack