song

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“you’re going to want it back,” my wise father informed me. I looked at him and then straight ahead. My mind was set, and I was sure my decision to leave work was the right one. I had had enough of those seemingly endless, tiring, mostly uncreative days of my job. I dreamed of a nearly perfect schedule filled with all the wonderful and “good” things I wanted to do instead, and all the resources I needed at my right hand. I couldn’t wait for more free time. Time to just “breathe”.

Undoubtedly, that rather ridiculously unrealistic inclination fell flat on its face. I did perhaps receive my “wish” to be free of my job, when someone came in to fill it. And I am sure you can guess that as I sat on my bed the next day, I wanted nothing more on earth than to be back at work. Tears threatened my eyes as I threw myself into scrubbing and cleaning everything in view. I had to do something at home, after all.

Towards the end of that horrible day, I said painfully, “dad, I want my job back!” Of course, I knew I couldn’t have it back. He had told me that nearly a dozen times. Perhaps I thought whining to him made me feel better….or not.
He could have said, “I told you so,” a million times. Instead, he simply encouraged me that God would show me His plans in time.
The next day I went to a women’s meeting and the theme was, “contentment, joy, and kindness.” Two things gripped my mind that night.

1) we need to speak truth to ourselves rather than let our emotions speak to us.
2) our joy needs to be founded in Christ, not our circumstances.

The part about joy stayed with me for a while…

Suddenly my perspective on where God has me at the moment spun back in place and I realized once again, it’s not about me, it’s about Christ. It’s about joy in christ because of what He did, and what God is doing for His kingdom.

… a life without that kind of eternal and every moment joy, is not really a life at all.

k.e.h

summertime

a poem

sometimes I think-
things go my way,
“I will do it when I want to do it”,
“I get what I want when I want it”
“The world goes at my pace”
I try to bend and turn and twist to make things be how I want them to be
--I feel as if I am on a mountain top

But what a stubborn, arrogant lie!
An ugly, corrupting thought
--the pride of man in its perfect state
Let these viscous notions that plant themselves in the very core of our being
Be subdued and driven away

For pride destroys and breaks to pieces
All that is good and true and love
It tears apart and separates
All that is beautiful
--Relationships of souls

It masquerades as power and respect
But is the measure of God’s wrath
--Despicable and mocking of His holiness

Oh what are men that we should boast?
And in what, that we can be proud?
And who are we, to prefer something else
Than the reality God has made?

Let us bend our knees,
And not forget our depravity
--And his majesty
Let us bow our heads in humility
Let us cry for grace,
--To our king



K.E.H.

paul

K.E.H.

at the beach

K.E.H.

come thou fount

"Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
tune my heart to sing thy grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
mount of thy redeeming love.

Here I raise mine Ebenezer;
hither by thy help I'm come;
and I hope, by thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
wandering from the fold of God;
he, to rescue me from danger,
interposed his precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here's my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above."


This amazes me...that Jesus pursues us by his grace when we wander from God!

K.E.H.

random thoughts

I tend to reach for the unattainable. And I am always striving to attain what I cannot reach yet. Sometimes it seems like a hope that gets frustrated. But what is hope it if has never been frustrated? Maybe hope springs forth when one knows there is even the slightest 1% possibility of attainability. Maybe the reason for hope is that that 1% can become attainable.....

a droplet of water.....

K.E.H.

skating

K.E.H.

K.E.H

chillin'

dogwood blossoms

I love these...and today i saw that they actually bloomed. =)



K.E.H.

i ♥ this

"Don't use words too big for the subject. Don't say "infinitely" when you mean "very"; otherwise you'll have no word left when you want to talk about something really infinite."

C. S. Lewis

life is.....

...."not a line; life is a direction...We are either running toward life or running toward death."

-john stonestreet

hearts

they looked gooood....so I tasted one.
oooo...yum.
I ate some. =P
but i ate TO many....ew. lol =P

K.E.H.