The ONE Who Can See In Us

“The secret of the LORD is for those who fear Him, And He will make them know His covenant.” Psalm 25:14

 

I’ve lately looked to the mirror
To find out what I lack Image result for look in the mirror
But the mirror has no opinions
It doesn’t see how I act

It only sees my appearance
It knows nothing more
It doesn’t see how I am outside
What I’m like outside that door

I’ve lately looked to the door
For guidance, for direction, for a way
But the door can’t choose it for me
I have to decide which path to take

I have to open it myself
Then direct my steps from there Outside,
the possibilities blind me
There are dreams in the air

I’ve lately looked to the sky
To find opportunity
But the dreams there belong to others
There’s nothing just for me

There are many places I can go from here
Each direction better than the last
I wish I had a Friend to help
An acquaintance from the past

He would answer some of my questions
Like should I go far or stay near?
Instead, he gives me some different advice der
Advice I don’t want to hear

He says to go back to the beginning
That I’m starting off far too soon
But then I realize I haven’t moved at all
I’m still here, in the same room

So I look to a different mirror
Not for the outside,
But in This ‘mirror’ is the One who helped me;
The one I can call a Friend

Unlike the mirror, this Friend can judge
He can show me the way, unlike the door
Unlike the sky, His advice is only for me
Unlike me, He’s been there before.

Trey Honza

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When Angry, Sin not

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“When angry, do not sin; do not ever let your wrath (your exasperation, your fury or indignation) last until the sun goes down. Leave no [such] room or foothold for the devil [give no opportunity to him].”
– Ephesians 4: 26-27 (AMP)

 

Anger is a natural emotion we all have from time to time. Even the most placid among us feel anger at times. It’s not exactly wrong to feel anger, after all Jesus displayed anger when he drove out the moneychangers. I believe it’s all in how we handle our anger.

If we respond to people and situations in an explosion of angry words and gestures, ranting and raving, then that expression is obviously the wrong way – it’s merely ‘venting’ the anger. When we do this, it’s the people around us that get hurt the most.

How, then, do we deal with anger?

I’m still on the journey of discovering how to not react out of anger. One way I believe God has spoken to me concerning this, is in this scripture: Proverbs 15:1 “A soft answer turns away wrath, but grievous words stir up anger.” It dawned on me one day, that if I respond in a ‘gentle tone using gentle words’, it will squash the anger inside. You see, when we ‘vent’ our anger it’s never ‘gentle’, it’s often loud, blunt, and hurtful with words that we wouldn’t normally use. Responding in this way set’s a pattern for how we respond, when angry, in the future – and on it goes! This is why I believe we are not to let the sun go down while we’re still angry.

 

Lord, please help me not respond
In a hurtful, angry way
But to respond with gentle words
In what I have to say.

 

Let all bitterness and indignation and wrath (passion, rage, bad temper) and resentment (anger, animosity) and quarreling (brawling, clamor, contention) and slander (evil-speaking, abusive or blasphemous language) be banished from you, with all malice (spite, ill will, or baseness of any kind). – Ephesians 4: 31 (AMP)

 

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My Prayer

Please be there to help me,
For I cannot stand alone.
Please be there to guide me,
I can’t make it on my own.
Please be there to lift me,grouphug1
If I should fall by the way.
Please be there to give me
The right words to speak today.

Let me care for my brothers,
The ones who are down and out,
Putting love into action
Daring to be talked about.
Lifting someone’s burden,
Telling them ‘Jesus cares’
Give me strength and help me
To dry somebody’s tears.

Someone was there for me,
When my life was in a mess,
Someone said, Jesus loved me,
And wanted me to find rest.
Now may I pass the message
To someone else in need,
Obeying His commandment,
By my words and my deeds.

Gertrude Jeffries

Gifts and Talents

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“…Freely (without pay) you have received, freely (without charge) give…”

Matthew 10: 8b (AMP)

 

God has freely given to us – so we should freely give to others.

I believe that this also applies to our gifts, talents and abilities, after all it all originated with God in the first place. He gave us our gifts and talents to use to further the kingdom of God. We can use it for God’s glory. Our gifts are meant for encouraging and uplifting others, and for helping others out.

Whatever gifts & talents we have received from God, we can use to share freely with others. Our motive should be first of all, to share something of our faith in God. It should not be a matter of what we can get out of it.

God’s grace has always been ‘free’.

God has freely given to us
So freely we give in the spirit of love.

M.S. Lowndes

A Priceless Gift

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Friendship is a priceless gift
that cannot be bought or sold,
But its value is far greater
than a mountain made of gold.

For gold is cold and lifeless,
it can neither see nor hear
And in the time of trouble
it is powerless to cheer.

It has no ears to listen
nor heart to understand,
It cannot bring you comfort
or reach out a helping hand.

So when you ask God for a gift
Be thankful if He sends
Not diamonds, pearls, or riches
But the love of real true friends.

– Helen Steiner Rice

 

 

The Wish Of To-Day

I ask not now for gold to gild
With mocking shine a weary frame;
The yearning of the mind is stilled,
I ask not now for Fame.

A rose-cloud, dimly seen above,
Melting in heaven’s blue depths away;
Oh, sweet, fond dream of human Love
For thee I may not pray.

But, bowed in lowliness of mind,
I make my humble wishes known;
I only ask a will resigned,
O Father, to Thine own!

To-day, beneath Thy chastening eye
I crave alone for peace and rest,
Submissive in Thy hand to lie,
And feel that it is best.

A marvel seems the Universe,
A miracle our Life and Death;
A mystery which I cannot pierce,
Around, above, beneath.

In vain I task my aching brain,
In vain the sage’s thought I scan,
I only feel how weak and vain,
How poor and blind, is man.

And now my spirit sighs for home,
And longs for light whereby to see,
And, like a weary child, would come,
O Father, unto Thee!

Though oft, like letters traced on sand,
My weak resolves have passed away,
In mercy lend Thy helping hand
Unto my prayer to-day!

– John Greenleaf Whittier