Oh That I Would Ever Wonder
Oh why is it, that I would ever wonder, how You know
Each person’s need, each person’s hurt, each person’s heart.
Why oh why is it that I would ever wonder how You know.
You are so faithful, so true.
Giving constant abiding love.
Unspoken to anyone, You hear the small voices inside the heart.
You hear the cry of Your child.
And in ways so gentle you work, You speak.
We have to listen or we will not hear or see.
The need is met, the heart and the hurts are comforted.
Love is given, love is shown.
Comforting the cry of Your child.
Oh, why is it that I would ever wonder how You know. Gay Nell Olive
The movie was released this week. I was so blessed just listening to the song over and over and then to several interviews that I found. He talked about his life growing up and then watching how God changed his father. This is great!
Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name. Psalms 100:4
How beautiful the way beneath my feet
Watching each step that I take
Can anything but joy feel my heart
To see all these natural creations
Given to us by God
giving thanks always for everything
to God the Father
in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, Ephesians 5:20 (HCSB)
Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty
Psalms 91:1 (NIV)
Be still in the moment.
Listen, look at life.
10 Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth! NKJV
As freezing temperatures approached, I cut the stem and brought the blooms inside.
While walking in my yard yesterday and I noticed an amaryllis bulb that had grown and produced a strong stem with a richly colored bud.
I knew it was getting ready to open into a beautiful amaryllis flower. This is the first year for one stem to grow by itself. There are many more bulbs at the same spot that have not grown yet. I was fascinated by this one amaryllis fulfilling its purpose, all alone, yet strong and beautiful. Hence the poem below:
Man born of woman
is short of days and full of trouble.
2 He blossoms like a flower, then withers;
he flees like a shadow and does not last.
My first post of the new year. How wonderful to start a new year on this blog. Thank you to all my followers and supporters.
As we sail through life.
The waves may be rough and high.
If Jesus is our captain,
Peace will abide.
Merry, Merry Christmas How I love to say those words Happy Birthday to Jesus Is what our words convey Born by the virgin Mary A gift of love given to us An unimaginable sacrifice Words cannot describe Unconditional love, eternal life If we believe in Him God gave His son, Jesus gave His life No higher price for a gift could be paid How I love to say those words Merry, Merry Christmas