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TagCultivating a Heart of Praise
Do you ever feel like God gives you more than you can handle? Do you sometimes feel like, “wow, God, what are you trying to do to me? Another trial, another hardship?”
Recently, I’ve gone through one of the most trying time periods of my life. I say “time period” because just when I thought one trial had ended, another one began. There was a point where I was scared of something going right because I kept having a feeling that something would go terribly wrong if it did! Long story short, my puppy ran away, got hit by a car, (she’s better now), baby Nolan, (who was 4 months old at the time) and I got in a car accident and my car was totaled; I was out of a car, had back pain, a minor fracture in my wrist, stress, anxiety, the baby was teething, Dylan and I weren’t sleeping, we were easily upset, and a multitude of other issues all happened within a month. I was in and out of doctor appointments every week it seemed like.
I was scared. I was tired. I felt lost.Have you ever felt this way?
Can You Create Your Own Happiness?
For as long as I can remember, I’ve needed to be my own “knight in shining armor”. I’ve tried desperately to protect myself from getting hurt or from being hurt by others. Needless to say, it can’t be accomplished. Pain is unavoidable, or so I’ve learned-the hard way.
Many times, I’ve fought to keep myself from doing things, or going places, or involving myself in things that might hurt me. I..
What’s Holding you Back?
Sometimes, the cares and worries, the problems, the distractions, the circumstances of this life can and will burden you. It could be an unseen tension-anything that is weighing your spirit down, it can be something that made you mad three days ago that is still bothering you! But whether it is any of the things I mentioned above or not -there is always something that can hinder us from being..
Here’s My Heart
Come Thou Fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of God’s unchanging love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I’m come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me..
Can You Hear Him Calling?
Can you hear Him calling? Can you hear Jesus saying, “Child, come into my presence. I wan’t to spend the day with you. I want to be in your thoughts and your words, but first you must come to me.”
If your like me when I wake up I usually want to lie in bed as long as I can and shut the day ahead of me out of my mind. My first morning thoughts are not on Jesus. I want them to be so badly though!..
In Your Arms
I’m turning the world off
Embracing the silence
Walking away from all the voices
That are screaming in my ear
I’ve been too caught up
I’ve been so stressed out
And all of the noise replaced the whisper
That used to be so clear
So I close every door
And put my face back on the floor
And I’m in Your arms
Where I belong
There’s no other place for me
Than right where You are
Some things just don’t..
“God Imparts Himself to Us”
Whisper Thy Peace to My Soul
As soon as he received Anna’s telegram, Horatio left Chicago without delay to bring his wife home. Sailing across the Atlantic Ocean the captain of the ship called Horatio to the bridge. He informed Horatio that “A careful reckoning has been made and I believe we are now passing the place where the Ville du Havre was wrecked. The water is three miles deep.” That night, alone in his cabin..
Though Trials Should Come…
In 1873 Anna Spafford’s health was failing and hoping to put behind the tragic loss of their son and the fire and to benefit Anna’s health, the Spaffords planned a trip to Europe. They would sail on the French steamer Ville du Havre to Europe with their four daughters. Spafford not only wanted to visit Europe but he wanted to assist Evangelists Dwight L. Moody and Ira D. Sankey in a revival..
It Is Well With My Soul
In the late 1860s life was good for Horatio G. Spafford and his wife Anna. They were living in a north side suburb of Chicago with their five children, Annie, Maggie, Bessie, Tanetta and Horatio, Jr. However, in 1870 their faith was tested by tragedy. Their four year old son, Horatio, Jr., died of scarlet fever. The Spaffords were devastated. In October of 1871 when the Great Chicago Fire broke..