Question for ALL readers

If you are reading this, you must comment...

First, I'd like to see how many people are reading my blog. Even if this is your first time reading my blog, please comment.

Second, as to the content of my blog, would you rather I start posting stuff I have written, or are the quotes and poems fine, or would you like a mix of both? Just wondering what people are thinking out there!

Rachel

Poem

During his Courtship...

by Charles Wesley


Christ, my Life, my Only Treasure,
Thou alone
Mould thine own,
After thy Good pleasure.

Thou, who paidst my Price, direct me!
Thine I am,
Holy Lamb,
Save, and always save me.

Order Thou my whole Condition,
Chuse my State,
Fix my Fate
By thy wise Decision.

From all Earthly Expectation
Set me free,
Seize for Thee
All my Strength of Passion.

Into absolute Subjection
Be it brought,
Every Thought,
Every fond Affection.

That which most my Soul requires
For thy sake
Hold it back
Purge my Best Desires.

Keep from me thy loveliest Creature,
Till I prove
JESUS' Love
Infinitely sweeter;

Till with purest Passion panting
Cries my Heart
'Where Thou art
Nothing more is wanting.'

Blest with thine Abiding Spirit,
Fully blest
Now I rest,
All in Thee inherit.

Heaven is now with Jesus given;
Christ in me,
Thou shalt be
Mine Eternal Heaven.

So true....

“I have held many things in my hands, and I have lost them all; but whatever I have placed in God’s hands, that I still possess.”

--Martin Luther

Our dreams are never first; God's always are. If we forget this, God will never satisfy any dreams we have. It is only when we give our dreams to Him and put Him first, that He begins to bless us abundantly.

I know, I know, this isn't mine either, but if it wasn't good, I wouldn't be posting it!


I asked the Lord, that I might grow

(John Newton)

I asked the Lord, that I might grow
In faith, and love, and every grace;
Might more of His salvation know;
And seek more earnestly His face.

Twas He who taught me thus to pray,
And He, I trust has answered prayer;
But it has been in such a way,
As almost drove me to despair!

I hoped that in some favored hour,
At once He'd answer my request;
And by His love's constraining power,
Subdue my sins--and give me rest!

Instead of this, He made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart;
And let the angry powers of hell
Assault my soul in every part!

Yes more, with His own hand He seemed
Intent to aggravate my woe!
Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,
Blasted my gourds--and laid me low!

"Lord, why is this!" I trembling cried,
"Will you pursue your worm to death?"
"This is the way," the Lord replied,
"I answer prayer for grace and faith."

"These inward trials I employ,
From self and pride to set you free;
And break your schemes of earthly joy,
That you may seek your all in Me!"

:)

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Poem by Me

This is homework, but at least it's my own.

How do you know?

It is vain to trust your emotions,
Do not put your hope in intuition,
For as the heart is deceitful,
So are feelings—above all things.

Faith and love will guide your path;
Faith and love of God.
Love Him perfectly—
You can do; anything you please.

Look for God’s guidance in your life,
Search for wisdom as rare gold
God will give to those who seek
All in good timing.

Poem by Bradstreet

Ok, time for a new post, even if it's not my own.

Meditations When My Soul hath been Refreshed with the Consolations which the World Knows Not

By Anne Bradstreet

Lord, why should I doubt any more when Thou hast given me such assured pledges of Thy love? First, Thou art my Creator, I Thy creature, Thou my master, I Thy servant. But hence arises not my comfort, Thou art my Father, I Thy child; "Ye shall be My sons and daughters," saith the Lord Almighty. Christ is my brother, I ascend unto my Father, and your Father, unto my God and your God; but lest this should not be enough, thy maker is thy husband. Nay more, I am a member of His body, He my head. Such privileges had not the Word of Truth made them known, who or where is the man that durst in his heart have presumed to have thought it? So wonderful are these thoughts that my spirit fails in me at the consideration thereof. and I am confounded to think that God, who hath done so much for me, should have so little from me. But this is my comfort, when I come to Heaven, I shall understand perfectly what He hath done for me, and then shall I be able to praise Him as I ought. Lord, having this hope, let me purify myself as Thou art pure, and let me be no more afraid of death, but even desire to be dissolved and be with Thee, which is best of all.