Magic of Love

 

Friendship

We grow closer to each other
When we’re closer to the Lord,
The common faith that we share
Binds our hearts in one accordImage result for friendship

 

For friendships last a life time
When built on Jesus Christ,
Throughout each different season,
We find we are in life

 

Friends are there through times of grief
And times when hope is gone,
Always there with encouragement
So we can carry on

 

So thank the Lord for giving you
A true and faithful friend,
To laugh with you, and cry with you,
On whom you can depend

 

For friends will stay no matter what,
Giving you support
And together your hearts truly unite
With the love of the Lord.

M. S. Lowndes

House Of Love

A home made from loveimagesAHWVD0QB

Is what God intends

Filled with all of our family

Love is not blind nor pretends.

The recipe is simple

The ingredients are clear

Keeping God close is essential

For love to be near.

Start with some laughter,

Don’t forget to pray,

Mix in a few smiles

And God will make clear the way.

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The ONE Loaf


1 COR. 10:17.

THE twilight hour, when all the world doth dream,
I stand amid
The ripening grain, the ripples, like the bosom of
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Beneath the evening breeze. I pluck, and idly hold
within
My hand, one golden ear, the while in swift succession
pass
Strange visions of the olden time: I see a threshing-
floor,—
The wheat by wooden flail bereft of chaff and shining
husk.
The scene is changed: I see a woman grinding at
a mill,—
Between the upper and the nether stones the grain is
crushed
Until no semblance of its former state remains, but
each
Is merged into one common whole,—a coarse and
homely meal.
Another picture,—mixed with water and with salt
a loaf,
Or flattened cake, is formed and laid upon the glow-
ing coals.

And as I gaze my thoughts are lifted to a higher
plane;
I see “the members of His body,” like the golden
grain,
Denuded of their glittering robes of earthly pride and
fame;
The upper and the nether stones of life’s vicissitudes
Are slowly, surely, grinding rich and poor, the high,
the low,
Into one common-union,—heart and mind, and zeal
and love;jk
With purifying salt, life-giving water of the Word,
The mass is being drawn and held and moulded in
“one loaf.”

Ah, then, beloved, when we drink of that memorial
cup,
And eat the symbol of His flesh, let us partake with
joy,
Nor marvel if we need that strange, transforming
power of fire,
Ere we are counted worthy to be like our Lord and
Head,
And “broken” that a hungry, fainting, dying world
be fed!

The Narrow Way

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MATT. 7:14.

“DEAR Lord, the way seems very dark,
I cannot see.”
“Yes, child, I know, but I will be thy Light—
Come, follow Me!”

“Dear Lord, so lonely is this way—
Where are my friends?”
“My child, dost thou forget how far from Me
Their pathway tends?”

“Dear Master, I am growing weak,
I scarce can stand.”
“O, foolish child, trust not in thine own strength,
Come, take My hand;

“For I have trod this way before,
So dark to thee.
I know each step, its weariness and pain,
Wilt trust in Me?”

“Yea, Lord, though friendless, lonely, dark,
This way may be,
I will be strong. Beloved Guide, lead on,
I follow Thee!”

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Right Was The Pathway

LIGHT after darkness,
Gain after loss,
Strength after suffering,
Crown after cross.
Sweet after bitter,th-70
Song after sigh,
Home after wandering,
Praise after cry.

Sheaves after sowing,
Sun after rain,
Sight after mystery,
Peace after pain.
Joy after sorrow,
Calm after blast,
Rest after weariness,
Sweet rest at last.

Near after distant,
Gleam after gloom,
Love after loneliness,
Life after tomb.
After long agony
Rapture of bliss!
Right was the pathway
Leading to this!

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Amen, Amen

I CANNOT say,
Beneath the pressure of life’s cares today,
I joy in these;

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But I can say
That I would rather walk this rugged way,
If Him it please.

I cannot feel
That all is well when dark’ning clouds conceal
The shining sun;
But then I know
God lives and loves; and say, since it is so,
“Thy will be done.”

I cannot speak
In happy tones; the tear-drops on my cheek
Show I am sad;
But I can speak
Of grace to suffer with submission meek,
Until made glad.

I do not see
Why God should e’en permit some things to be,
When He is love;
But I can see,
Though often dimly, through the mystery,
His hand above.

I may not try
To keep the hot tears back; but hush that sigh,
“It might have been;”
And try to still
Each rising murmur, and to God’s sweet will
Respond—”AMEN.

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Balmy Morning

 

 

Balmy morning! blessed morning!
Dew-drops bright
All the emerald glade adorning
In thy light–klp
In thy golden glowing beam
With an ever-changeful gleam
Flashing sparkling deeply glowing
Varying tints of beauty showing
Everywhere
Radiant are
In thy welcome light!Balmy morning! blessed morning!
Flowers look up,
With a precious, pearly off’ring,
In each cup–
Dewy off’ring gleaned by night,
As a tribute to the light,–
Far more precious than the gem
Of a monarch’s diadem,
Is the gift
Which they lift
To thy welcome light!Balmy morning! blessed morning!
Sounds of mirth,
From the vocal vales ascending,
Hail thy birth.
Happy birds in echoing bowers,
Waken all their tuneful powers,
And spontaneous music springs
From all animated things,–
Verdant hills,
Tuneful rills,
Joyful greet thy light!

Balmy morning! blessed morning!
How serene,
In thy calm and cloudless dawning
Smiles the scene!
Even man, by care oppressed,
Feels thy gladness thrill his breast,
Hails thee as a source of bliss,
Precious in a world like this,
Gratefully
Blessing thee–
Welcome, morning light!

– Mrs. J. C. Yule

 

LORD, Here I Bring Myself

LORD, here I bring myself,
‘Tis all I have to give,man-praising-cropped
My heart’s desire is wholly this,
Henceforth for Thee to live;

To own no will but Thine,
To suffer loss or shame,
All things to bear, if only I
May glorify Thy name;

Henceforth mine every power
Each day for thee to use,
My hands, my feet, my lips, mine all,bigstock-worship-234208
As Thou, my Lord, shalt choose.

Dear Lord, my constant prayer
Is for increase of grace,
That I by faith may walk with Thee,
Till I behold Thy face.

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Love’s Alchemy

LOVE is the filling from one’s own
Another’s cup.
Love is a daily laying down
And taking up;
A choosing of the stony path
Through each new day
That other feet may tread with ease
A smoother way.
Love is not blind, but looks abroad
Through other eyes;
And asks not “Must I give?” but “May
I sacrifice?”
Love hides its grief, that other hearts
And lips may sing;
And burdened, walks, that other lives
May, buoyant, wing.
Brother, hast thou a love like this
Within thy soul?
‘Twill change thy name to saint when thou
Dost reach thy goal.

 

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