Tuesday, February 1, 2011

The Law Commands And Makes Us Know

We sang this little song in our devotional tonight to the tune of The Doxology. It's by Isaac Watts.

The Law commands and makes us know
What duties to our God we owe;
But ’tis the Gospel must reveal
Where lies our strength to do His will.

The Law discovers guilt and sin
And shows how vile our hearts have been;
The Gospel only can express
Forgiving love and cleansing grace.

What curses doth the Law denounce
Against the man that fails but once!
But in the Gospel Christ appears,
Pard’ning the guilt of numerous years.

My soul, no more attempt to draw
Thy life and comfort from the Law.
Fly to the hope the Gospel gives;
The man that trusts the promise lives.

Let me ask you only this: Did you receive the Spirit

by works of the law or by hearing with faith?

(Galatians 3:2)


For by grace are ye saved through faith; and

that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:

Not of works, lest any man should boast.

(Ephesians 2:8-9)


Laura

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Ice

It's been cold lately, here, where we live.
Real cold.
So much so that we've been having to make icicles to keep the pipes from freezing and really enjoying a fire in the evenings.

Here are some pictures I took of the icicle we made on Wednesday (I think).
I think this is one of the biggest ones we've ever made.


The hose way up in the tree.

Long "stalactites". :-)
A upwards shot.
Peeking through them.



Drooping Limb.
Little leaves bearing there icy burdens.
Emma.


Ice where the faucet was dripping over night.

The clear blue sky.


Anna

Saturday, January 1, 2011

New Years Resolutions


‎Resolution One: I will live for God.


Resolution Two: If no one else does, I still will.


~Jonathan Edwards~



Happy 2011. May the Lord bless you and yours.


Only fear the LORD, and serve him in truth with all your heart: for consider how great things
he hath done for you.
1 Samuel 12:24


Laura, Anna, Luke and Caleb.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas!!!

Thou who wast rich beyond all splendour,

All for love's sake becamest poor;

Thrones for a manger didst surrender,

Sapphire-paved courts for stable floor.

Thou who wast rich beyond all splendour,

All for love's sake becomes poor.

Thou who art God beyond all praising,

All for love's sake becamest man;

Stooping so low, but sinners raising

Heavenwards by thine eternal plan.

Thou who art God beyond all praising,

All for love's sake becamest man.

Thou who art love beyond all telling,

Saviour and King, we worship thee.

Emmanuel, within us dwelling,

Make us what thou wouldst have us be.

Thou who art love beyond all telling,

Saviour and King, we worship thee.

(by Frank Houghton)


"Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus,

who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped,

but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.

And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross."

~

Merry Christmas!

Remember Christ!

~

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Some Short Little Poems Laura and I were Looking At This Afternoon

A Canner, Exceedingly Canny
By Carolyn Wells
A canner, exceedingly canny,
One morning remarked to his granny,
"A canner can can
Anything that he can,
But a Canner can't can a can, can he?"

On Digital Extremities
Gelett Burgess
I'd Rather have Fingers than Toes;
I'd Rather have Eyes than a Nose;
And As for my hair,
I'm Glad it's all there;
I'll be Awfully Sad, when it Goes!

Peas
Gelett Burgess
I eat my peas with honey,
I've done it all my life.
It makes the peas taste funny,
But it keeps them on my knife.

Song Of The Pop-Bottlers
Morris Bishop
Pop bottles pop-bottles
In pop shops;
The pop-bottles Pop bottles
Poor Pop drops.

When Pop drops pop-bottles,
Pop-bottles plop!
Pop-bottle-tops topple!
Pop mops slop!

Stop! Pop'll drop bottle!
Stop, Pop, stop!
When Pop bottles pop-bottles,
Pop-bottles pop!
The Eel
Ogden Nash
I don't mind eels
Except as meals.
And the way they feels.


I know they're all silly, but me and Laura laughed. But maybe it was all the sugar we had earlier making ginger bread houses. ;-D