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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Poems by Grace E. Troy - Jehovah-Jireh

It is not left for me to plan
Just what my Lord will do
To bring His purposes to pass
And see His people through.

I do not need to tell Him how
To meet my daily need
His promises and faithfulness
Are all I have to plead.

He always knows what He will do
And only waits for me
To realize my helplessness
As to His arms I flee

I praise Him that He changes not
Believing --- I shall see
That what He was in days gone by
He will forever be.
Hebrews 13:8 
Grace E. Troy

Stories and Anecdotes - Lincoln and the Birds

     One of the most interesting and pathetic incidents of which I have ever read or heard is connected with memory of one of the greatest and noblest men of all times---Abraham Lincoln. In company with some other candidates who were out on a political campaign over a half century ago in the wild West, he saw, in the woods near the close of the day some baby birds that had been blown out of their nest. Asking to be allowed to get from the carriage, which passed on ahead, Mr. Lincoln picked up the tiny creatures and restored them to their little home. On reaching the inn, he was asked the cause of his delay, and astonished his hearers by telling them of his humane act, declaring that, had he not returned the birdies to their mother’s care, he could not sleep at night. What a tender, loving heart!

Poems by Unknown - On the Twenty Third Psalm

In “pastures green”? Not always, sometime He
Who knoweth best, in kindness leadeth me
In weary ways, where heavy shadows be.

And by “still waters”? No not always so;
Oft-times the heavy tempests round me blow,
And o’er my soul the waves and billows go.

But when the storms beat loudest, and I cry
Aloud for help, the Master standeth by,
And whispers to my soul, “Lo, it is I!”

So, where He leads me. I can safely go.
And in the blest hereafter I shall know,
Why, in His wisdom. He hath led me so

Quote - James Whitcomb Riley

It ain’t no use to grumble and complain,
                   It’s just as cheap and easy to rejoice,
When God sorts out the weather and sends rain,
                   Why, rain’s my choice.

Quote - Helen Keller

It is very interesting to watch a plant grow; it is like taking part in creation. When all outside is cold and white, when the little children of the woodland are gone to their nurseries in the warm earth and the empty nests on the bare trees filled with snow, my window-garden glows and smiles, making summer within while it is winter without. It is wonderful to see flowers bloom in the midst of a snow-storm! I have felt a bud”shyly doff her green hood and blossom with a silken burst of sound,” while the icy fingers of the snow beat against the window panes. What mysterious force guided the seedling from the dark earth up to the light, through leaf and stem and bud, to glorious fulfillment in the perfect flower? Who could have dreamed that such beauty lurked in the dark earth, was latent in the tiny seed we planted? Beautiful flower, you have taught me to see a little way into the hidden heart of things. Now I understand that the darkness everywhere my hold possibilities better than even my hopes.

Quote - Charles Hadden Spurgeon

If we would please God we must watch every stroke and touch upon the canvas of our lives; we may not think we can lay it on with a trowel and yet succeed. We ought to live as miniature painters’ work, for they watch every line and tint.

Quote - John Ruskin

There is no music in a rest, but there is the making of music in it. In our whole life melody, the music is broken off here and there by “rests,”
And we foolishly think we have come to the end of time. God sends a time of forced leisure --- sickness, disappointed plans, frustrated efforts --- and makes a sudden pause in the choral hymn of our lives, and we lament that our voices must be silent, and our part missing in the music which ever goes up to the ear of the Creator. How does the musician read the rest? See him beat time with unvarying count and catch up the next note true and steady, as if no breaking place had come in between. Not without design does God write the music of our lives. But be it ours to learn the time, and not be dismayed at the “rests.” They are not to be slurred over, nor to be omitted, nor to destroy the melody, nor to changeth key-note. If we look up, God Himself will beat the time for us. With the eye on Him we shall strike the next note full and clear.

Quote - Oliver Wendell Holmes

If your name is to love at all, it is so much more to have it live in people’s hearts than only in their brains?  I don’t know that one’s eyes fill with tears when he thinks of the famous inventor of logarithms, but a song of Burns or a hymn of Charles Wesley goes straight to your heart and you can’t help loving both of them, the sinner as well as the saint.

Quote - John Greenleaf Whittier

If there be some weaker one,
Give me strength to help him on;
If a blinder soul there be,
Let me guide him nearer Thee.
Make my mortal dreams come true
With the work I fain would do;
Clothe with life the weak intent,
Let me do the thing I meant;
Let me feel in thine employ
Peace that dearer is than joy!