Showers of Blessings

Helen Steiner Rice poemEach day there are showers of blessings

Sent from the Father above,

For God is a great, lavish giver

And there is no end to His love –

His grace is more than sufficient,

His mercy is boundless and deep,

And His infinite blessings are countless

And all this we’re given to keep

If we but seek God and find Him

And ask for a bounteous measure

Of this wholly immeasurable offering

From God’s inexhaustible treasure –

For no matter how big man’s dream are,

God’s blessings are infinitely more,

For always God’s giving is greater

Than what man is asking for.

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A Time of Renewal

Helen Steiner RiceNo one likes to be sick

and yet we know

It takes sunshine and rain

to make flowers grow

And if we never were sick

and never felt pain,

We’d be like a desert

without any rain,

And who wants a life

that is barren and dry

With never a cloud

to darken the sky

For continuous sun

goes unrecognized

Like the blessings God sends

which are often disguised,

For sometimes a sickness

that seems to distressing

Is a time of renewal

and a spiritual blessing.

My God, My God – A Thought by Frederick Buechner

“My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” As Christ speaks those words, he too is in the wilderness. He speaks them when all is lost. He speaks them when there is nothing even he can hear except for the croak of his own voice and when as far as even he can see there is no God to hear him. And in a way his words are a love song, the greatest love song of them all. In a way his words are the words we all of us must speak before we know what it means to love God as we are commanded to love him.

“My God, my God.” Though God is not there for him to see or hear, he calls on him still because he can do no other. Not even the cross, not even death, not even life, can destroy his love for God. Not even God can destroy his love for God because the love he loves God with is God’s love empowering him to love in return with all his heart even when his heart is all but broken.

Frederick Buechner

Only by Dying

Stained Glass with Cross
Art by Allen (seven years old)

If death was to be truly defeated, it was only by dying himself that Jesus believed he could defeat it. If he was to reach the hearts of men, it was only by suffering his own heart to be broken on their behalf that he believed he could reach them. To heal the sick and restore sight to the blind; to preach good news to the poor and liberty to the captives; to wear himself out with his endless teaching and traveling the whole length and breadth of the land—it had not worked because it was not enough. There had to be more.

“He set his face to go to Jerusalem,” the Gospel says, and it was a journey from which he seems to have known that he would both never return and return always even unto the end of time and beyond. – Frederick Buechner

Symbol of Easter

Easter message

The symbol of Easter is the empty tomb. You can’t depict or domesticate emptiness. You can’t make it into pageants and string it with lights. It doesn’t move people to give presents to each other or sing old songs. It ebbs and flows all around us, the Eastertide. Even the great choruses of Handel’s Messiah sound a little like a handful of crickets chirping under the moon.

He rose. A few saw him briefly and talked to him. If it is true, there is nothing left to say. If it is not true, there is nothing left to say. For believers and unbelievers both, life has never been the same again. For some, neither has death. – Frederick Buechner

Hope in Front of Me

Lyrics to “Hope in Front of Me” – by Danny Gokey

 

I’ve been running through rain
That I thought would never end
Trying to make it on faith
In a struggle against the wind
I’ve seen the dark and the broken places
But I know in my soul
No matter how bad it gets
I’ll be alright

There’s hope in front of me
There’s a light, I still see it
There’s a hand still holding me
Even when I don’t believe it
I might be down but I’m not dead
There’s better days still up ahead
Even after all I’ve seen
There’s hope in front of me

There’s a place at the end of the storm
You finally find
Where the hurt and the tears and the pain
All fall behind

You open up your eyes and up ahead
There’s a big sun shining
Right then and there you realize
You’ll be alright

There’s hope in front of me
There’s a light, I still see it
There’s a hand still holding me
Even when I don’t believe it
I might be down but I’m not dead
There’s better days still up ahead
Even after all I’ve seen
There’s hope in front of me

There’s a hope still burning
I can feel it rising through the night
And my world’s still turning
I can feel your love here by my side

You’re my hope
You’re the light, I still see it
Your hands are holding me
Even when I don’t believe it
I’ve got to believe
I still have hope
You are my hope

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