May 23, 2008


T is for Truth
I have had a few experiences lately that have made me realize that I want the truth of God's Word to be my plumbline, not man's words or and idea, but only His word.
That is my life-source, my hope, my promise! And I don't want to be the fool who rejects it!

Buy the truth and do not sell it; get wisdom, discipline and understanding
You are my refuge and my shield; I have put my hope in your word
This is my comfort and consolation in my affliction: that Your word has revived me
and given me life!
He sends out His word, and melts ice and snow
The tongue of the wise utters knowledge rightly, but the mouth of the
self-confident fool pours out folly.

May 21, 2008

R is for Ruth

Hi this is Mark. I have taken over from Ruth on the letter "R". I have done this with good reason. I will in short order explain why Ruth is an amazing gift from God. Ruth is completely genuine and as such has nothing to hide. What you see is what you get. She is the greatest friend I have ever known. She is radically devoted to her Lord and friend Jesus, and has a radical passion for his interests especially his people. She possesses many gifts, talents, and abilities. She is an advocate for the broken and downtrodden. She always stands up for the underdog. When it comes to the people that she loves she is like a lioness fighting to protect her young ones. Ruth has an adoptive heart towards all children. She is a mother to every child that comes into contact with her. She has a large capacity to love the so-called unlovely. When it comes to loving the underdog, I have always felt that I was the most unworthy of her affections yet she has found it in her heart to show me the unconditional love of our redeemer. I know that she will always stand by my side as my defense, my help, and my co-heir of life. I love you Lioness of the Lord.

Moving along...

So we will be returning to the letter R, but I am going to continue on with the letters!

is for


when God spoke hope to me again!

The Garden of My Life

I am afraid To plant this seed.The sun is warm,

The earth is rich and ready,

But the days go by, And still no planting.
Why? The springtime of my life Is passing, too.

And 6 years' planting in a willing soil has borne no living fruit.
So many times I've waited,

Hoped, believed, that God would perform a miracle...
Incredible, but common.

Nothing grew. And often times I feel

The mystery of life and growth
Is known to all but me, Or that reality
Is not as it appears to be.
I have a choice: To put aside this seed,
Leaving the planting to the proven growers,
Pretending not to care for gardening,
And knowing if I do not try I cannot fail.
Or plant, And risk again the well known pain
Of watching for the first brave green
And seeing only barren ground.
He also spoke about a seed, The mustard's tiny grain,
Almost too small to see, But, oh - the possibilities!
Those who doubt, who fear, Are not inclined to cultivate it.
But it was to them He spoke.
And God remembered
The seed is in my hand, The trowel in the other;
I am going to the garden
And the Gardener,
Once more.