Friday, August 31, 2012

Photo Friday: Bekah's Photo Shoot {Special Edition}

Bekah has been asking me to do a photo shoot of her. The other day we decided that it was the day.. 

Out we go into the sticky, hot yard and start shooting. 










And then we have a special guest appearance. Puss, our kitty who was a bit afraid of the camera at first, but warmed up to it and decided to show us how utterly spoiled he is.





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Come back next week to link up your recent pictures. 

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Redeemed

Redeemed
words by Fanny Crosby

Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed through His infinite mercy,
His child and forever I am.

Redeemed, and so happy in Jesus,
No language my rapture can tell;
I know that the light of His presence
With me doth continually dwell.

I think of my bless├Ęd Redeemer,
I think of Him all the day long:
I sing, for I cannot be silent;
His love is the theme of my song.

I know there’s a crown that is waiting,
In yonder bright mansion for me,
And soon, with the spirits made perfect,
At home with the Lord I shall be.


Refrain:
Redeemed, redeemed,
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed, redeemed,
His child and forever I am.

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Those He redeemed from the hand of the foe, those He gathered from the lands, from east and west, from north and south.  ~ Psalm 107:2

Friday, August 24, 2012

Photo Friday: Tersa Sphinx Moth





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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Faithful Friends

While looking through some old pictures on Facebook, I came across many of me with my best friends Kate and Britni. I started thinking about our friendship.

We've know each other for quite a long time. I don't even remember a time when they weren't my friends.




We have a friendship that lasts a lifetime.




We stick together through thick and thin.







In the good times and the bad we are there for each other.





I thank the Lord for allowing us to be friends.










Sunday, August 19, 2012

I Love To Tell the Story

I Love To Tell the Story
words by A. Katherine Hankey

I love to tell the story of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true;
It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do.

I love to tell the story; more wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams.
I love to tell the story, it did so much for me;
And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.

I love to tell the story; ’tis pleasant to repeat
What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story, for some have never heard
The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word.

I love to tell the story, for those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest.
And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song,
’Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.


Refrain:
I love to tell the story, ’twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love.


= = =

Let me tell you what He has done for me. --Psalm 66:16

Friday, August 17, 2012

Photo Friday: Mimosa Blossom




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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

The Psalms

Since I've been creating a lot of word art lately, I thought that for this month's Note Card Party, I'd make a theme of clip art. When I was putting the pictures in a post I realized that all of them were from Psalms. 
















Linking up here...

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Sunday, August 12, 2012

No One Ever Cared for Me Like Jesus

No One Ever Cared for Me Like Jesus
words by Charles Weigle

I would love to tell you what I think of Jesus,
Since I found in Him a friend so strong and true.
I would tell you how He changed my life completely;
He did something no other friend could do.

No one ever cared for me like Jesus;
There's no other friend so kind as He.
No one else could take the sin and darkness from me;
O how much He cared for me.

All my life was full of sin when Jesus found me;
All my heart was full of misery and woe,
Jesus placed His strong arms about me
And He led me in the way I ought to go.

No one ever cared for me like Jesus;
There's no other friend so kind as He.
No one else could take the sin and darkness from me;
O how much He cared for me.

Ev'ry day He comes to me with new assurance;
More and more I understand His word of love.
But I'll never know just why He came to save me,
Till someday I see His blessed face above.

Refrain:
No one ever cared for me like Jesus;
There's no other friend so kind as He.
No one else could take the sin and darkness from me;
O how much He cared for me.

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Cast all your care upon Him, for He cares for you. ~1 Peter 5:7

Friday, August 10, 2012

Photo Friday: Dragonfly





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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Sunday, August 5, 2012

He Leadeth Me

*This hymn story was found on Nethymal and is in Joseph Gilmore's own words:

"As a young man who re­cent­ly had been grad­u­at­ed from Brown Un­i­ver­si­ty and New­ton The­o­lo­gic­al In­sti­tu­tion, I was sup­ply­ing for a cou­ple of Sun­days the pul­pit of the First Bap­tist Church in Phil­a­del­phia [Penn­syl­van­ia]. At the mid-week ser­vice, on the 26th of March, 1862, I set out to give the peo­ple an ex­po­si­tion of the Twen­ty-third Psalm, which I had giv­en be­fore on three or four oc­ca­sions, but this time I did not get fur­ther than the words 'He Lead­eth Me.' Those words took hold of me as they had ne­ver done be­fore, and I saw them in a sig­ni­fi­cance and won­drous beau­ty of which I had ne­ver dreamed.

At the close of the meet­ing a few of us in the par­lor of my host, good Dea­con Watt­son, kept on talk­ing about the thought which I had em­pha­sized; and then and there, on a blank page of the brief from which I had in­tend­ed to speak, I pen­ciled the hymn, talk­ing and writ­ing at the same time, then hand­ed it to my wife and thought no more about it. She sent it to The Watch­man and Re­flect­or, a pa­per pub­lished in Bos­ton, where it was first print­ed. I did not know un­til 1865 that my hymn had been set to mu­sic by Will­iam B. Brad­bu­ry. I went to Ro­ches­ter [New York] to preach as a can­di­date be­fore the Se­cond Bap­tist Church. Go­ing in­to their cha­pel on ar­riv­al in the ci­ty, I picked up a hymn­al to see what they were sing­ing, and opened it at my own hymn, 'He Lead­eth Me.' "





He Leadeth Me

He leadeth me, O bless├Ęd thought!
O words with heav’nly comfort fraught!
Whate’er I do, where’er I be
Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me.

Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden’s bowers bloom,
By waters still, over troubled sea,
Still ’tis His hand that leadeth me.

Lord, I would place my hand in Thine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine;
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since ’tis my God that leadeth me.

And when my task on earth is done,
When by Thy grace the vict’ry’s won,
E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee,
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.

Refrain:
He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
By His own hand He leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be,
For by His hand He leadeth me.

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Friday, August 3, 2012

Photo Friday: Crab {Link-up}



Isn't it fun when you're walking along on the beach and you look down to find a small crab on the sand?


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The link-up will be open for two weeks...

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Word Art

I have been having fun making word art with the newly discovered (to me) PicMonkey. PicMonkey has many different font options plus lots of neat effects, textures, borders, and overlays. It's nice that you don't have to download a thing. It's all online. Just upload the picture (or pictures if you want to make a collage) and then when you are done you save it back to your computer.