Joy in the Journey

God's Warrior · Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 11:16 am Post subject:

The Mystery of Life
Helen Steiner Rice

We walk in a world that is strange and unknown
And in the midst of the crowd we still feel alone,
We question our purpose, our part and our place
In this vast land of mystery suspended in space,
We probe and explore and try hard to explain
The tumult of thoughts that our minds entertain...
But all of our probings and complex explanations
Of man's inner feelings and fears and frustrations
Still leave us engulfed in the "mystery of life"
With all of its struggles and suffering and strife,
Unable to fathom what tomorrow will bring --
But there is one truth to which we can cling,
For while life's a mystery we can't understand
The "great giver of life" is holding our hand
And safe in His care there is no need for seeing
For in Him we live and move and have our being.

God's Warrior · Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 11:11 pm Post subject:

Nehemiah 9:12 KJV Moreover thou leddest them in the day by a cloudy pillar; and in the night by a pillar of fire, to give them light in the way wherein they should go.

You Light the Way, Lord

You light the way, Lord,
As I journey down life's road.
You lead the way, dear Father,
And lift the heavy load.

Your love carries me
On the path that leads to You,
My journey seems to shorten
And life is fresh and new.

Thank you, Heavenly Father
For all the love You've shown.
And guiding, ever guiding me
Gently to Your home.
Donna Maroney

God's Warrior · Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:08 pm Post subject:

The Weaver

My life is but a weaving
Between my Lord and me,
I cannot choose the colors
He worketh steadily.

Oftimes He weaveth sorrow,
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I, the underside.

Not till the loom in silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful
In the Weaver's skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.

Author Unknown

God's Warrior · Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:09 pm Post subject:

Father, I know that all my life
Is portioned out for me,
And the changes that are sure to come
I do not fear to see:
I ask Thee for a present mind,
Intent on pleasing Thee.

I would not have the restless will
That hurries to and fro
Seeking for some great thing to do
Or secret thing to know;
I would be treated as a child
And guided where I go.

Wherever in the world I am,
In whatsoe'er estate,
I have a fellowship of hearts
To keep and cultivate.

I ask Thee for daily strength
To none that ask denied,
A mind to blend the outward life,
While keeping at Thy side;
Content to fill a little space,
If Thou be glorified.

There are briers besetting every path,
That call for patient care;
There is a cross in every lot,
And an earnest need for prayer;
But a lowly heart that leans on Thee
Is happy anywhere.

In service which thy will appoints
There are no bonds for me;
For my inmost heart is taught the truth
That makes thy children free.
A life of self-renouncing love
Is one of liberty.

Anna L. Waring - 1850

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 10:27 am Post subject:

The following wonderful poem and beautiful pictures were found at the following great site: http://www.windmillministries.org/D1.htm

I Heard the Stories Many Times

I heard the stories many times
The stories of Jesus and His love
Over and over I heard the same lines
Speaking of wonders from above

But, it was for them and not for me
Because God was so far, far away
Back then he was there for all to see
But not now, no… not for me… today

Sometimes I thought I felt him close to me
Sometimes I thought I heard His call
But that was just me ‘daydreaming again’ you see
Because God was not here at all

Oh! I kept on wondering how it would have been
To have Him with me every day
And all the miracles I could have seen
But… Jesus did not stay

He left me here on earth alone
Without telling me why
And the world felt cold as stone
But still…I knew it was not all a lie

Because Jesus was in Heaven above
And I would meet Him there one day
En then I could ask Him about His love
And why He could not stay

My heart grew lonely, sad and cold
With emptiness I could not fill
Even with things like money and gold
My heart kept quiet and still

And then one day I cried to God above:
“Oh Lord! I need you here and now!!
My heart is longing for your love
Please, can’t you come back somehow?”

O, that day! The most glorious day of all
He came down from Heaven just for me…
I couldn’t believe He heard my call!
But that day I saw Jesus in a friend you see

A friend who shared with me God’s love
And helped me find my Jesus…not just high above
She said that He was here for me today
And how He had been waiting all these years
How He would come if I was willing just to pray
To fill my emptiness and take away my tears….

So I prayed and yes! Jesus came
And filled my lonely heart
And now I forever will praise His name
Knowing that we will never be apart
So I hope that you will tell YOUR story
To friends that know his just by name
That they will find in YOU the living Jesus and His glory
Because when you share, their lives will be like mine:

God's Warrior · Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 10:12 pm Post subject:

If Jesus Came to Your House

If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two
If He came unexpectedly,I wonder what you'd do

Oh, I know you'd give your nicest Room to such an honored Guest
And all the food you'd serve to Him would be the very best,

And you'd keep assuring Him you're glad to have Him there-
That serving Him in your home is joy beyond compare

But when you saw Him coming would you meet Him at the door
With arms outstretched in welcome to your Heavnly Visitor?

Or would you have to change your clothes before you let Him in
Or hide some magazines and put the Bibles where they'd been?

Would you turn off the radio and hope He hadn't heard
And wish you hadn't uttered that last, loud, hasty word?

Would you hide your wordly music And put some hymn books out?
Could you let Jesus walk right in,or would you rush about?

And I wonder - if the Saviour spent a day or two with you,
Would you go right on doing the things you always do?

Would you keep right on saying the things you always say?
Would life for you continue as it does from day to day?

Would your family conversation keep up it's usual pace,
And would you find it hard each meal to say a table grace?

Would you sing the words you sing and read the books you read
And let Him know the things on which your mind and spirit feed?

Would you take Jesus with you everywhere you'd planned to go?
Or would you maybe change your plans for just a day or so?

Would you be glad to have Him meet your very closest friends,
Or would you hope they'd stay away until His visit ends?

Would you be glad to have Him stay forever on and on,
Or would you sigh with great relief when He at last was gone?

It might be interesting to know the things that you would do
If Jesus Christ in person came to spend some time with you.

Author Unknown