"Tears Are A Language God Understands"--by Gordon Jensen

1) Often you wonder why tears come into your eyes
And burdens seem to be much more than you can bear
 But God is standing near, He sees each falling tear.

Tears are a language God understands.

God sees the tears of a brokenhearted soul
He sees your tears and hears them when they fall.
God weeps along with man and He takes him by the hand
Tears are a language God understands.

2) When grief has left you low it causes tears to flow
Things have not turned out the way that you had planned

But God won't forget you His promises are true
Tears are a language God understands.

God sees the tears of a brokenhearted soul
He sees your tears and hears them when they fall.
God weeps along with man and He takes him by the hand
Tears are a language that my God He understands.

So very, very, very glad God understands tears... He has been and will be seeing a lot of them...

Zion's Hill

1) There waits for me a glad tomorrow,
Where gates of pearl swing open wide,
And when I've passed this vale of sorrow,
I'll dwell upon the other side.

2) Some day I'll hear the angels singing,
Beyond the shadows of the tomb;
And all the bells of heaven ringing,
While saints are singing, “Home, sweet home.”

3) Some day my labors will be ended,
And all my wand'rings will be o'er;
And all earth's broken ties be mended,
And I shall sigh and weep no more.

4) Some day the dark clouds will be rifted,
And all the night of gloom be past,
And all life's burdens will be lifted,
The day of rest shall dawn at last.

Refrain:
Some day beyond the reach of mortal ken,
Some day, God only knows just where and when,
The wheels of mortal life shall all stand still,
And I shall go to dwell on Zion's hill.

My Dear Child...

My Dear Child...

I know you’re grieving.  I see every tear, feel every painful thrust of longing, loss, and unanswered questions.  I know there is an aching void in your heart, a loss from which you wonder if you will ever heal.

I see your heart and know those powerful feelings you have that are too deep, too intense for you to even fully comprehend much less verbalize.  I know how the pressure builds up inside of you till you think that you will burst.

I know how well you try to hide your grief, to appear normal… to smile, to laugh.  Yet inwardly part of you has died and never will live again till heaven.

I feel with you the almost physical ache, the irrepressible yearning to hold your loved one close. I know how it hurts to see others enjoying what you will never have.

My child, I am not cruel; I have not allowed this stinging loss, this poignant grief just to watch you suffer.  Never!  I would not have allowed this grief into your life if I did not trust you to trust Me.  I am trusting you to believe My love, My sovereignty, My changelessness, My purposes that are so much higher than your own.

I have a plan for all your tears, your sighs, your questions, and your pain.  I give you My unbreakable promise that if you will lean hard on Me, I will make you ever so much more like Myself than you could possibly be otherwise.  I promise that My arms are always around you, even when you cannot feel them.  I will never let you alone.  I will never make a mistake and give you more than you can bear.

Please remember—never, ever forget: I love you with an everlasting, changeless, utterly complete love, and I’m trusting you to trust Me.

Your Father, Comforter, Friend, and Healer~

 God

(Penned by Judi Butikofer)

Peace After Sorrow

(Picture I took in my parent's back yard while I still lived at home).

 

 There's a Peace That Cometh After Sorrow

~Jessie Rose Gates

There's a peace that cometh after sorrow

Of hope surrendered, not of hope fulfilled;

A peace that looketh not upon to-morrow,

but calmly on a tempest that is stilled.

A peace which lives not now in joy's excesses,

Nor in the happy life of love secure;

But in the unerring strength the heart possesses

Of conflicts won while learning to endure.

A peace there is, in sacrifice secluded;

A life subdued, from will and passion free;

'Tis not the peace which over Eden brooded,

But that which triumphed in Gethsemane.

Gathering Flowers

1) Death is an angel sent down from above

Sent for the buds and the flowers we love
Truly 'tis so for in heaven's own way
Each soul is a flower in the Master's bouquet

Chorus:

Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet
Beautiful flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels and carried away
Forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet

2) Loved ones are passing each day and each hour,
Passing away as the life of a flow’r.
But every bud and each blossom someday
Will bloom as a flower in the Master’s bouquet.

3)Let us be faithful till life’s work is done,
Blooming with love till the reapers shall come.
Then we’ll be gathered together for aye,
Transplanted to bloom in the Master’s bouquet.

Chorus:

Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet
Beautiful flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels and carried away
Forever to bloom in the Master's bouquet

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Just thinking today of our little "buds" which are surely beautifying the Master's bouquet.  Precious thought. Also remembering Dale Kulp... Home forever, 6 months ago today.

"Thou Passest Through"

Thou Passest THROUGH

--Annie Johnson Flint

"When thou passest through the waters"-  

Deep the waves may be and cold,

But Jehovah is our refuge  

And His promise is our hold;

For the Lord Himself hath said it, 

He, the faithful God and true,-

When thou comest to the waters, 

Thou shalt not go down, but through.

Seas of sorrow, seas of trial, 

Bitterest anguish, fiercest pain,

Rolling surges of temptation 

Sweeping over heart and brain,-

They shall never overflow us 

For we know His word is true;

All His waves and all His billows, 

He will lead us safely through.

Threatening breakers of destruction, 

Doubts insidious undertow,

Shall not sink us, shall not drag us 

Out to ocean depths of woe,

For His promise shall sustain us, 

Praise the Lord, whose word is true!

We shall not go down, or under, 

For He saith, "Thou passest through."