Jesus is not safe, but He is good.

"Who is this who comes from Edom, with dyed garments from Bozrah, this One who is glorious in His apparel, traveling in His garments of strength?-- 'I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save.' Why is Your apparel red, and Your garments like the one who treads in the winepress? 'I have trodden them in My anger, and trampled them in My fury; their blood is sprinkled upon My garments, and I have stained all My robes. For the day of vengeance is in My heart, and the year of My redeemed has come. I looked but there was no one to help, and I wondered there there was no one to uphold; Therefore, My own arm brought salvation for Me, and My own fury, it sustained me. I have trodden down the peoples in My anger, made them drunk in My fury, and brought down their strength to the earth." --- Isaiah 63:1-6

"Who is this- friend or foe? Why is His clothing spattered red? Has He been treading grapes in a winepress? Has He been making wine? Could the explanation be that simple and assuring? No. He has been taking vengeance on His enemies. He's been fighting for redemption. And He's done is all alone- not with a great army, but all by Himself. We didn't help Him. We don't even see Him until His victory is already complete. Look at Him out there, the way He's approaching us marching in the greatness of His strength. He's not even tired. He's energized, He's awesome, He is terrible in His wrath."
- Raymond C. Ortlund

Jesus- the Lion- is not safe, but He is good.

"Do not call conspiracy all that this people call conspiracy, and do not fear what they fear, nor be in dread. But the Lord of hosts, Him you shall honor as holy. Let Him be your fear, and Let Him be your dread." - Isaiah 8:12,13

How Sweet The Name Of Jesus Sounds

How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds

in a believer's ear!

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,

and drives away his fear.

It makes the wounded spirit whole,

and calms the troubled breast;

'tis manna to the hungry soul,

and to the weary, rest.

Dear Name, the rock on which I build,

my shield and hiding-place,

my never-failing treasury,

filled with boundless stores of grace!

Jesus! my Shepherd, Brother, Friend,

my Prophet, Priest and King,

my Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,

accept the praise I bring.

Weak is the effort of my heart,
and cold my warmest thought;

but when I see thee as thou art,

I'll praise thee as I ought.

Till then I would thy love proclaim

with every fleeting breath;

and may the music of thy Name

refresh my soul in death!

What Makes You Differ?

“Christian! the only thing that makes you differ from the vilest being that pollutes the earth, or from the darkest fiend that gnaws his chains in hell, is the free grace of God!”

- Octavius Winslow

He Holds The Keys!

“He laid his right hand on me, saying, ‘Do not be afraid; I am the first and the last, and the Living One; and I was dead, and look! I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of death and Hades’” (Revelation 1:17-18).

Literally, Jesus says, ‘Stop being afraid..’ Why? Because Jesus Christ has walked into the gaping jaws of the greatest enemy there is. On the cross he let all the powers that threaten to undo us have their unrestrained way with him. He let death take him captive. And then he burst out of the prison and carried away the prison keys!”

- Darrell W. Johnson

What A Friend We Have In Jesus

What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!

What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!

O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear,

All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.

Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere?

We should never be discouraged; take it to the Lord in prayer.

Can we find a friend so faithful who will all our sorrows share?

Jesus knows our every weakness; take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden. cumbered with a load of care?

Precious Savior, still our refuge, take it to the Lord in prayer.

Do your friends despise, forsake you? Take it to the Lord in prayer!

In His arms He'll take and shield yo; you will find a solace there.

Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised Thou wilt all our burden bear

May we ever, Lord, be bringing all to Thee in earnest prayer.

Soon in glory bright unclouded there will be no need for prayer

Rapture, praise, and endless worship will be our sweetest portion there!

In Your Presence

"Here in Your presence, we are undone."

What does it mean to be undone in the presence of God? I think of our reputations or "masks". The ones we strive to build tall and beautiful- unshakable and "strong". They are what people see and know us by. Reputations are walls built around who we really are, to hide what we don't think is good enough to be accepted or loved.

But, in the presence of God, the locks of our reputations and our guards are undone and we are completely vulnerable before Him. No walls or barriers. All bounds are eliminated and its just plain, old, unlovable us. But the wonderful truth is that God loves us that way. He loves us, no matter how unlovable we are.

Father, show me Your strong love.

Birthday Fun

I love these girls! :) Tonight we went to a birthday party to celebrate our friend's birthday and it was so fun to be able to spend time with them! :) Ash, Me, And Steffy!! :)

SIN

I hate sin.

"For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, casting down arguments and every high things that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ, and being ready to punish all disobedience when your obedience is fulfilled." 2 Corinthians 10:4-6

Prayer:

"And the cry of my heart is to bring You praise from the inside out!"

Beyond Words

My God is.... :) :) :)

:)

Happy Birthday Mommy!! :)

I think I'm gonna bake a cake! :)

52

My mom would be turning 52 this Thursday.

I remember on her 50th birthday how I didn't want to stay home from church and celebrate it with her. I threw a fit at first, but ended up getting over myself and enjoying the time celebrating with my mom. And I'm so glad I did because it was the last birthday I was able to celebrate with her. I'm so thankful that I was able to spend that time with her.

I miss her. I'm sure I've said that a million times since she died, but I can't think of what else to say. I can't say "I wish..." or "If only..." because those things are not true. I can't dwell on what what isn't true. I can only trust the Lord with what is. And what is is that she is gone. I can only say that I miss her and remember the things that I miss about her.

I miss her laugh and smile she gets when she's really happy. I miss her long comforting hugs. I miss the look she would give when was really proud of me and said she loved me. I miss her calling me her Rosebud. I miss her mexican accent. I miss her hands and feet. I miss every wrinkle on her face. I miss her cute little quirks and her love for old things. I miss her smell. I miss her presence. I miss all of her SO much.