Saturday, March 28, 2015

Two cards I am linking to Word Art Wednesday:

Have a blessed Sunday!

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

A precious friend sent me this picture 
that fits so well with my last post.  

We serve a faithful God.  In His Word He says,

 There hath no temptation taken you 
but such as is common to man: but 
God is faithful
who will not suffer you to be tempted 
above that ye are able; 
but will with the temptation also 
make a way to escape, 
that ye may be able to bear it. 
1 Corinthians 10:13 

He also tells us to be faithful and promises us a reward.

Fear none of those things which thou shalt suffer: 
behold, the devil shall cast some of you into prison, 
that ye may be tried; 
and ye shall have tribulation ten days: 
be thou faithful 
unto death, and I will  give thee a crown of life.
Revelation 2:10  

This picture also brings to mind a song I heard long ago. 

Hold on a little longer
Hold on a little stronger
The testings of the Lord are pure gold.
He'll take you through the fire
He'll burn out the dross and mire
Hold on a little longer, Hold on.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

On my last blog note I talked about anchors and I still felt I 
should include the words of this song. 
It has meant a lot to me.

The Anchor Holds

1.  I have journeyed
Through the long, dark night
Out on the open sea
By faith alone
Sight unknown
And yet His eyes were watching me

The anchor holds
Though the ship is battered
The anchor holds
Though the sails are torn
I have fallen on my knees
As I faced the raging seas
The anchor holds
In spite of the storm

2.  I've had visions
I've had dreams
I've even held them in my hand
But I never knew
They would slip right through
Like they were only grains of sand

3.  I have been young
But I am older now
And there has been beauty
These eyes have seen
But it was in the night
Through the storms of my life
Oh, that's where God proved
His love to me

Our pastor was injured severely about 10 days ago and
we had a visiting minister who brought the message
this morning in church.

He preached about Joseph
when his brothers put him in the pit.

He stated that our relationship with the Father
determines if we will come out of the pit. 

The Word says that God loves us even when
the circumstances say differently. 

Our Father still loves us even though we do not see it
because of the circumstances.

Joseph kept the faith in the pit and when he was unjustly sent to prison. 

Job kept the faith through the tragedies, the infirmities,
his wife’s telling him to give up and his “comforter’s” accusations. 

Our circumstances do not determine our relationship with the Father. 
We determine how we stand with Him.

Even in the midst of the storm, when the ship is battered
and the sails are torn,
if we are anchored to the Solid Rock, Jesus,
we can know
that our anchor holds
regardless of the circumstances.

"The Anchor Holds" was written by Chewning, Lawrence / Boltz, Ray.

Have a wonderful week and please leave a comment before you go.

Saturday, March 7, 2015


Which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and stedfast
Hebrews 6:19

The definition of an anchor is any of various devices dropped by a chain, cable, or rope to the bottom of a body of water for preventing or restricting the motion of a vessel or other floating object hold or a person or thing that can be relied on for support, stability, or security.

An anchor is only as good as what it is anchored to.
In Christ we have a sure and steadfast anchor for our soul.


Will your anchor hold in the storms of life,
When the clouds unfold their wings of strife?
When the strong tides lift and the cables strain,
Will your anchor drift, or firm remain?


We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll,
Fastened to the Rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the Savior’s love.

It is safely moored, ’twill the storm withstand,
For ’tis well secured by the Savior’s hand;
And the cables, passed from His heart to mine,
Can defy that blast, thro’ strength divine.


It will surely hold in the Straits of Fear—
When the breakers have told that the reef is near;
Though the tempest rave and the wild winds blow,
Not an angry wave shall our bark o’erflow.


It will firmly hold in the Floods of Death—-
When the waters cold chill our latest breath,
On the rising tide it can never fail,
While our hopes abide within the Veil.


When our eyes behold through the gath’ring night
The city of gold, our harbor bright,
We shall anchor fast by the heav’nly shore,
With the storms all past forevermore.


Words: Pris­cil­la J. Ow­ens, 1882.  Owens was a teach­er in Bal­ti­more, Ma­ry­land, for al­most half a cen­tu­ry. She taught Sun­day school at the Un­ion Square Meth­od­ist Epis­co­pal Church. Most of her hymns were writ­ten for her Sun­day school stu­dents.

I am glad that I am anchored in Jesus!