I started to write this a 2 days ago but it's taken this long to really get my thoughts down....
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My mom called earlier tonight and told me that my father had passed away. Man, was that hard to hear. He was not in good health so we really expected it "anytime," but you're never really "ready" to hear it. All I can do now is thank God for the time I did have...and thank Him for his influence on my life.
Honestly, my mind is not really focused right now...but I wanted to jot a few things down that the Lord has given me...
I cry out to God Most High,
to God who fulfills His purpose for me. (Ps. 57:2)
Hear my cry, O God;
Attend to my prayer.
From the end of the earth I will cry to You,
When my heart is overwhelmed;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
For You have been a shelter for me,
A strong tower from the enemy.
I will abide in Your tabernacle forever; I will trust in the shelter of Your wings.
(Ps. 61:2-3)
Be still and know that I am God (Ps. 46:10a)
I waited patiently for the LORD; He turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. (Ps. 40:1-2)
The LORD gives strength to His people,
and blesses His people with peace. (Ps. 29:11)
My soul finds rest in God alone;
My salvation comes from Him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation;
He is my fortress, I will never be shaken. (Ps. 62:1-2)
Show me, O LORD, my life's end and the number of my days;
let me know how fleeting is my life. (Ps. 39:4)
The LORD giveth and the LORD taketh away...blessed be the name of the LORD. (Job 1:21b)
When peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
"It is well...It is well with my soul"
~Horatio Spafford
This is one of my favorite interpretations of "I Can Only Imagine." I've always wanted to embed it on my blog...I thought this was a perfect time. (Pause the playlist to the right.)
I'm so sorry to hear of your lose, your right, you are really never ready to hear about such things. I lost my grandfather to a horrible assult last May. Be comforted that God is there and helps with the pain. I miss him bunches, but his memories will always last.
Welcome to my blog...Why "gidget"? Well...my husband tried to teach me how to surf before we were married. I was lousy at it, but he called me his "gidget" and the name stuck.
Why "Treasure Trove"? I love sharing about my sweet little "treasures"...and God has blessed me beyond measure....and no, I didn't mean that to rhyme.