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Oh Give Thanks to the Lord for He Is Good!

Thu, 22 Nov 2007 09:31:52 GMT

We gather together to ask the Lord's blessing
He hastens and chastens His Will to make known
The wicked opressing now cease from distressing
Sing praise to His Name, He forgets not His own!

He has given me new life.
He has brought me into His family.
He has given me amazing pastors to care for my soul, amazing caregroup leaders to deepen my walk with God, and amazing fellow heirs who are my examples and my comrades in this fight.
He has put me in Mission28, which is a haven of righteousness for me to rest in.
He has blessed me with gifts of teaching and prayer and given me oppertunities to use them in both my churches.
He has given me strong relationships with my sisters in Christ.
He has blessed me with the desire and the means to further my education at a school that has an excellent teaching program, near an amazing church, a few hours from my house.
He has provided for my every physical need.
He has given me a job cleaning for people in the church in such a way that it fits in with my schedule, brings in a good income, and lets me interact with my older brothers and sisters.
He has protected me with good health.
He has given me travelling mercies every time I commute.
He has given me to Christian parents who raised me in His steps, and whose praise I could not begin to write down beyond that they reflect the Love of Christ and His Church and I want to be like them.
He has given me a dear little sister who is the means of my progressive sanctification, who keeps me humble, who helps me check my temper, who is gracious to forgive me, and who is now my dearest friend.
He has given me a brother, no longer little, who is maturing into a man after God's own heart, who is strong in faith, who listens to the Spirit, who is maturing into a leader, and whom I dearly love.
He has given me a grandmother who is a servant first and foremost, who presents the love of Christ to us, who has a deep deep strength for her 83 years, who does not grow weary in doing good, who is an excellent example of what a Godly, Beautiful, Woman is to be, and who never forgets to write to me when I am gone.

My God has blessed me far beyond this, extending grace for every time I sin, strength to overcome my failures, joy to meet my smallest and weakest triumphs, and the peace of knowing that He is my Father. My God has blessed me with a host of things material and immaterial that are too many to count. But greatest and most treasured of all is the Grace He gave at the Cross.

O give thanks to the LORD,
for he is good,
for his steadfast love endures forever.
O give thanks to the God of gods,
for his steadfast love endures forever.
O give thanks to the Lord of lords,
for his steadfast love endures forever.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Wed, 11 Apr 2007 15:13:48 GMT

Before the Cross I kneel and see the measure of my sin
How you became a curse for me, though You were innocent.
The magnitude of Your great Love was shown in full degree
When Righteous Blood, the crimson spill rained down from Calvary.

Within the Cross I come to know the Holy Wrath of God:
That just one sin should cause the spill of pure and Righteous Blood.
My God, I do not understand why You would come to die
To save a wretched, broken man, a sinner such as I.

Upon the Cross, Lord I behold a glimpse of Holy Wrath:
The Crown of Thorns, pierced hands and feet, the cutting Roman lash.
Why Lord Jesus would You give Yourself to such an end
To ransom those who curse Your name and call the rebel 'Friend'?

Your wonderous Cross, my precious Lord, I cannot praise enough
For it is here that I can see the Gracious Father's love.
Oh never let me go beyond this place of Holy Grace
That broke my sin so I can see my Father's Glorious Face.

Oh let Your Cross be with me now, where You would have me go
That in my words and thoughts and deeds Your Glory I may show.
Lord let this be until the day I stand before my God
And lift my voice to praise the One who shed His Precious Blood.

Oh the Precious Blood that flowed from Mercy's side
Washed away my sins, when Christ my Savior died
Oh the Precious Blood of Christ the Crucified
It speaks for me before the Throne, where I stand Justified.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Sun, 25 Feb 2007 21:47:09 GMT

well people,

in seven days, two hours and nine minutes (with an ETA of 0100) we will be at RK07.

yes

i know

it will be awesome.

Who's packed?

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Thu, 01 Feb 2007 07:36:42 GMT

it's....

SNOWING!!!!

i hope it keeps up all day. and no i'm not just saying that cause then i get out of school, but because it s so pretty outside with teh snow coming down. makes me want to watch white christmas or star wars or something...

Because the best way to remember is through song...

Sun, 28 Jan 2007 15:40:20 GMT

have i stated here how much i love girl's caregroup? 'cause i do. very much so. and we are reading the above shown absolutely fabulous book in GCG and entertaining great thoughts of God. But i, being a bear of little brain and too much sin, am far too easily distracted in battling pride and cultivating humility. and then i stumbled across my CD of Caedmon's Call "In the Company of Angels", and heard this song:

No more my God, I boast no more
Of all the duities I have done
I quit the hopes I held before
To trust the merits of Thy Son.
No more my God
No more my God
No more my God
I boast no more.

Now for the lost I bear His name
What was my gain is no my loss
My former pride I call my shame
And nail my glory to His Cross
No more my God
No more my God
No more my God
I boast no more.

Yes and I must I will esteem
All this as loss for Jesus' sake
Oh may my soul be found in Him
And of His righteousness partake
Amen

The best obedience of my hands
Dares not appear before Thy Throne
But faith can enter Thy demands
By pleading what My Lord has done.
No more my God
No more my God
No more my God
I boast no more.

how easy a reminder to cultivate dependence on God and humility before Him when there is such a trebled reminder: 1) I can do nothing of my own accord, therefore 2) I have nothing to boast of before God. But even if I do sinfully boast, 3) the work of Jesus on my behalf covers all my sin and reminds me once again that I can do nothing of my own accord. Such a vital truth to remember! Such an easy way to do so!

IT'S BAAAAA-AAACCCKKKKK.....!!!!!

Wed, 24 Jan 2007 18:38:08 GMT

"What does it mean to rediscover what has ALWAYS been true?"

Monday, December 25, 2006

Mon, 25 Dec 2006 15:24:14 GMT

Hark the herald Angel sing
Glory to the newborn King
Peace on Earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With angelic hosts proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark the herald angel sing
Glory to the newborn King.

Christ by highest heaven adored
Christ the everlasting Lord
Late in time behold Him come
Offspring of the virgin's womb
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see
Hail the Incarnate Deity
Pleased as man with men to dwell
Jesus, our Immanuel
Hark the herald angel sing
Glory to the newborn King

Hail the heavenborn Prince of Peace
Hail the Son of Righteousness
Light and Life to all He brings
Risen with Healing in His wings
Mild He lay His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of Earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark the herald angel sing
Glory to the newborn King!

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Sat, 23 Dec 2006 10:03:17 GMT

"One quiet moment in the star clustered night
Two weary travelers knew an end was in sight
So the soon to be mother grasped her husband's strong hand
And paused to remember where the journey began.

Nine months of yearning filled with joy and with pain
He almost had left her but then chose to remain
Close by the woman he had not even kissed
Who would bear him a son that could never be his.

And in one quiet moment a woman and man
Accepted the part they would have in God's plan
To give up His Glory and be born as a man
In this one quiet moment.

They dreamed of the times they would spend with their son
Taking walks through the hilsides and watching him run
And some days the fingers that had fasioned the stars
Would reach out to hold them when the walk was too far.

They restled with knowing that his life would bring change
Their friends would grow distant and shun them as strange.
Though they tried not to think it, in their hearts they were sure
That their baby was destined to die for the world.

And in one quiet moment a woman and man
Accepted the part they would have in God's plan
To give up His Glory and be born as a man
In this one quiet moment.

And in one quiet moment they could suddenly hear
Thousands of Angels singing so clear
'Glory to God, His Salvation is near!'
In this one quiet moment, one quiet moment,
One quiet moment..."

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Wed, 13 Dec 2006 16:37:48 GMT

ALL PRAISE TO GOD ON HIGH!!!!!

i made an A in calc 1

more christmas songs

Sun, 10 Dec 2006 19:36:57 GMT

I'm here with the others who saw the heavens testify
Now I hang back in the shadows,
I wanna come close
I wanna know
She sees me shivering here, she smiles and with a nod
I walk through the mud and straw
To the newborn Son of God
Come let us adore Him
He has come down to this barren land where we live
And all I have to give Him is adoration.
He raises a wrinkled hand through the dust and the flies
Wrapped in rags like we are
And with barely open eyes
He takes my finger and He won't let go
He won't let go
It's nothing like I knew before and it's all I need to know.
Come let us adore Him
He has come down to this barren land where we live
And all I have to give Him is adoration.
God is with us here, our Immanuel
God is with us here, our Immanuel
Oh come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
He has come down to the world we live in
And all I have to give Him is adoration
Oh come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
He has come down to the world we live in
And all I have to give Him is adoration
Oh come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
He has come down to the world we live in
And all I have to give Him
All I have to give Him is adoration
Adoration
Adoration.

~~Peter Fuller