Lead Me

LORD Almighty, how happy are those who trust in you!  Psalm 84: 12 GNB 

 

I DO not ask, dear Lord, that life may be
A pleasant road;
I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me
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I do not ask that flowers should always spring
Beneath my feet;
I know too well the poison and the sting
Of things too sweet.
For one thing only, Lord, dear Lord, I plead:
Lead me aright,
Tho’ strength should falter, and tho’ heart should
bleed,
Through peace to light.

I do not ask, dear Lord, that Thou shouldst shed
Full radiance here;
Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread
Without a fear;
I do not ask my cross to understand,
My way to see;
Better, in darkness, just to feel Thy hand,
And follow Thee.
Joy is like restless day, but peace Divine
Like quiet night;
Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall shine,
Through peace to light.

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Ourselves and Others

We are encouraged to come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need. The Lord is able to give peace to the troubled conscience, and to calm the raging passions of the soul. These blessings are given by him, as the Father of his redeemed family.

It is our Saviour who says, Let not your heart be troubled. All comforts come from God, and our sweetest comforts are in him. He speaks peace to souls by granting the free remission of sins; and he comforts them by the enlivening influences of the Holy Spirit, and by the rich mercies of his grace.

He is able to bind up the broken-hearted, to heal the most painful wounds, and also to give hope and joy under the heaviest sorrows. The favours God bestows on us, are not only to make us cheerful, but also that we may be useful to others. He sends comforts enough to support such as simply trust in and serve him. If we should be brought so low as to despair even of life, yet we may then trust God, who can bring back even from death. Their hope and trust were not in vain; nor shall any be ashamed who trust in the Lord.

Past experiences encourage faith and hope, and lay us under obligation to trust in God for time to come. And it is our duty, not only to help one another with prayer, but in praise and thanksgiving, and thereby to make suitable returns for benefits received. Thus both trials and mercies will end in good to ourselves and others.

Matthew Henry

He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.  2 Corinthians 1:4

Thanksgiving Chorus

We walk on starry fields of white
And do not see the daisies,
For blessings common in our sight
We rarely offer praises.
We sigh for some supreme delight
To crown our lives with splendour,
And quite ignore our daily store
Of pleasures sweet and tender.

Our cares are bold and push their way
Upon our thought and feeling;
They hang about us all the day,
Our time from pleasure stealing.
So unobtrusive many a joy
We pass by and forget it,
But worry strives to own our lives,
And conquers if we let it.

There’s not a day in all the year
But holds some hidden pleasure,
And, looking back, joys oft appear
To brim the past’s wide measure.
But blessings are like friends, I hold,
Who love and labour near us.
We ought to raise our notes of praise
While living hearts can hear us.

Full many a blessing wears the guise
Of worry or of trouble;
Far-seeing is the soul, and wise,
Who knows the mask is double.
But he who has the faith and strength
To thank his God for sorrow
Has found a joy without alloy
To gladden every morrow.

We ought to make the moments notes
Of happy, glad Thanksgiving;
The hours and days a silent phrase
Of music we are living.
And so the theme should swell and grow
As weeks and months pass o’er us,
And rise sublime at this good time,
A grand Thanksgiving chorus.

– Ella Wheeler Wilcox

What Joy Is This?

“And ye now therefore have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you.” John 16:22

What are our joys which no man taketh from us? and which persecution and affliction and trouble can only deepen and widen and make more sweet? What joy is this? This joy is a foretaste of the blessings to come, an earnest of our inheritance. It is inspired by confidence in Him on whom we have believed: confidence that He is both able and willing to perfect the work which He has begun and which we desire shall be perfected in His own best way: confidence that so long as we are firmly holding to His gracious promises with the arms of our faith, He will not permit us to be separated from Him…. Our confidence is that “no one is able to pluck us out of the Father’s hand,” and that “the Father himself loveth” us, and will not turn us away so long as we desire to abide obediently in His love.

How to Chase The Blues Away

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What would you do right now if you knew you were about to suffer excruciating pain? Would you gather your friends and begin to sing? Probably not!  Most of us wouldn’t be able to think past the pain.

Well, it doesn’t have to be like that. Why?

The Bible tells us that we should “Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer.” (Romans 12:12)

It can be difficult.  Yet, many of us need to lighten up and not take life so seriously that we forget to rejoice through the tough times as well as the good times. Key thing to remember is ” we go through” the tough times.

Singing….Trouble don’t last always.

We can change our whole perspective on a troubling situation by listening to the song God places within our heart.  Don’t believe that you have a song?  You do.  We just have to tune our spiritual ears a little better to hear it.

During the rough times, we should pull every joyful song that we know out of our memory and let it rip.

And if your singing is like mine….it will definitely chase the blues away.

“He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God.”  Psalm 40:3

Smiles

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Smile a little, smile a little, 
     As you go along, 
Not alone when life is pleasant, 
     But when things go wrong. 
Care delights to see you frowning, 
     Loves to hear you sigh; 
Turn a smiling face upon her – 
     Quick the dame will fly. 

Smile a little, smile a little, 
     All along the road; 
Every life must have its burden, 
     Every heart its load. 
Why sit down in gloom and darkness 
     With your grief to sup? 
As you drink Fate’s bitter tonic, 
     Smile across the cup. 

Smile upon the troubled pilgrims 
     Whom you pass and meet; 
Frowns are thorns, and smiles are blossoms 
     Oft for weary feet. 
Do not make the way seem harder 
     By a sullen face; 
Smile a little, smile a little, 
     Brighten up the place. 

Smile upon your undone labour; 
     Not for one who grieves 
O’er his task waits wealth or glory; 
     He who smiles achieves. 
Though you meet with loss and sorrow 
     In the passing years, 
Smile a little, smile a little, 
     Even through your tears.

       – Ella Wheeler Wilcox