Maybe I thought of this because I work in the ophthalmology field. Who knows why my mind thinks of stuff like this? But I was thinking the other day that with perfect 20/20 vision and nothing hindering our sight, our visual perception of things can only be as good as the light source allows. Darkness, clouds, sun or the best GE light bulb all determine how well we are able to see. I think of how I love looking out a freshly cleaned window on a beautifully sunny day - everything looks so sharp and clear. And then I remembered Revelation 22:5, which talks about how there will be no need for lamps or the sun in Heaven, because God will be the light. Imagine what our vision will be like when we see everything illuminated by the glory of the light of Christ! This must be part of the reason that we will have perfected bodies. Moses, in his sinful flesh, had to be hidden in a rock just to catch a glimpse of the back side of God's glory passing him by. It's too much for our sinful eyes to behold. But with our heavenly bodies we will live througout eternity in the constant glow of the glory of the Light of the World! Amen. Come Lord Jesus!
Monday, May 26, 2008
20/20
Maybe I thought of this because I work in the ophthalmology field. Who knows why my mind thinks of stuff like this? But I was thinking the other day that with perfect 20/20 vision and nothing hindering our sight, our visual perception of things can only be as good as the light source allows. Darkness, clouds, sun or the best GE light bulb all determine how well we are able to see. I think of how I love looking out a freshly cleaned window on a beautifully sunny day - everything looks so sharp and clear. And then I remembered Revelation 22:5, which talks about how there will be no need for lamps or the sun in Heaven, because God will be the light. Imagine what our vision will be like when we see everything illuminated by the glory of the light of Christ! This must be part of the reason that we will have perfected bodies. Moses, in his sinful flesh, had to be hidden in a rock just to catch a glimpse of the back side of God's glory passing him by. It's too much for our sinful eyes to behold. But with our heavenly bodies we will live througout eternity in the constant glow of the glory of the Light of the World! Amen. Come Lord Jesus!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Jesus Loves Me
Jesus loves me, this I know
Whatever comes my way.
When Satan knocks upon my door
That’s all I have to say.
His darts are meant to make me doubt
My Savior’s love for me.
But when they fly around my heart,
I’m safe as I can be.
Jesus loves me, yes He does!
In this I’ll never waiver.
Satan’s darts don’t make me cringe -
In fact, they make me braver!
“Jesus loves me!” is my cry;
In this, my soul’s best shield.
No matter what may come my way,
In Him I’m always sealed.
Whatever comes my way.
When Satan knocks upon my door
That’s all I have to say.
His darts are meant to make me doubt
My Savior’s love for me.
But when they fly around my heart,
I’m safe as I can be.
Jesus loves me, yes He does!
In this I’ll never waiver.
Satan’s darts don’t make me cringe -
In fact, they make me braver!
“Jesus loves me!” is my cry;
In this, my soul’s best shield.
No matter what may come my way,
In Him I’m always sealed.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Happy Mother's Day!
Recently I was asked to write about what I thought was the best part of Motherhood. With miscarriages and years of infertility behind me, being a mom is more than I could have ever imagined! But whittling it down , I'd have to say that the very best thing about motherhood is hearing my 9 year old daughter Lizzie call me "Mama". That was always my least favorite of all the mother names. My mom called her mom "Mama", and for some reason I just always disliked the sound of that word. Mommy and Mom were names that for years I longed to be called. Then God in His abundant mercy gave us Lizzie through the miracle of adoption. Finally my longing was fulfilled, and I was a mother. And when I heard my sweet little one call me "Mama", my heart melted. There is so much wrapped up in that name for me now. God poured His amazing love into my heart, and though this child didn't grow inside me, I look at her and see the one person in the world for whom I would give my life. He has given her the ability to know me as nurturer, protector, cuddler, playmate, "Mama". By His grace, this wonderful relationship of mother and daughter exists for us. He has made this barren woman "the joyous mother of children. Praise the Lord!" (Ps 113:9)
Happy Mother's Day!
Ann
Happy Mother's Day!
Ann
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Spring
Cocoon of soft, protective snow
Gives way to warm embrace;
As deep within the ground below,
New birth is taking place.
The daffodil and tulip make
Their hesitant debut,
The tiny blossoms now awake ~
Old life reborn, anew.
Then nestled high in wooded arms,
The robin’s small fledglings
Heed the sun’s enchanting charms,
And boldly try new wings.
All sight and sound and scent now tell
The coming of the spring;
Through hill and vale, o’er cliff and dell,
The earth begins to sing.
So life, for all, begins once more,
As winter fades away;
Creator gives His grand encore ~
Earth’s splendor on display.
Gives way to warm embrace;
As deep within the ground below,
New birth is taking place.
The daffodil and tulip make
Their hesitant debut,
The tiny blossoms now awake ~
Old life reborn, anew.
Then nestled high in wooded arms,
The robin’s small fledglings
Heed the sun’s enchanting charms,
And boldly try new wings.
All sight and sound and scent now tell
The coming of the spring;
Through hill and vale, o’er cliff and dell,
The earth begins to sing.
So life, for all, begins once more,
As winter fades away;
Creator gives His grand encore ~
Earth’s splendor on display.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Roots
The other day I was listening to a little blurb on Bott Radio (1090 AM for y'all in Fort Wayne). The speaker was talking about how the Christian life should be like the California redwood trees - growing close together, with roots that, although not deep, are entangled with all the other trees. The trees are supported by the roots of all the trees around it. At first that sounded good. I thought, yes! That's been my problem since moving to Indiana. I left all my Christian friends behind. I have no support around me, and I've been floundering spiritually.
Fortunately, I have recently been memorizing Psalm 1, and the Holy Spirit brought that Psalm to mind while I was listening to this radio speaker. I realized that the righteous man is like a tree planted beside the still waters. The picture is a solid tree standing alone with deep roots. No matter what comes - wind, storms, whatever - that tree yields its fruit in its season, and it's leaf never withers. If my roots were deeply anchored in Christ, I wouldn't flounder no matter what my circumstance. Surrounded by Christians, or alone in a prison cell - I would not be moved in my faith, because I am abiding in the True Vine, the Solid Rock, the Firm Foundation.
I thank God for His constant hand on my life, even when I'm not abiding, but am allowing my circumstances to toss my faith to and fro on the waves. I thank Him for the evidence of His work in my heart and life. And I praise His for this great love that He has lavished on this undeserving child.
Fortunately, I have recently been memorizing Psalm 1, and the Holy Spirit brought that Psalm to mind while I was listening to this radio speaker. I realized that the righteous man is like a tree planted beside the still waters. The picture is a solid tree standing alone with deep roots. No matter what comes - wind, storms, whatever - that tree yields its fruit in its season, and it's leaf never withers. If my roots were deeply anchored in Christ, I wouldn't flounder no matter what my circumstance. Surrounded by Christians, or alone in a prison cell - I would not be moved in my faith, because I am abiding in the True Vine, the Solid Rock, the Firm Foundation.
I thank God for His constant hand on my life, even when I'm not abiding, but am allowing my circumstances to toss my faith to and fro on the waves. I thank Him for the evidence of His work in my heart and life. And I praise His for this great love that He has lavished on this undeserving child.
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