Friday, September 30, 2011

wint'swords: Running Life's Race

wint'swords: Running Life's Race: Life is like a marathon, run in years, instead of miles, some days bring heart ache, some days bring smiles. Some days are filled with ...

Running Life's Race

Life is like a marathon,
run in years,
instead of miles,
some days bring heart ache,
some days bring smiles.
Some days are filled with sunshine,
while others are filled with rain,
some days the body is spry,
while other days it is racked in pain.
Each day is a challenge,
and a race to run,
from day break,
to the setting of the sun.
In our spiritual life,
a daily race,
is to be run,
either following Satan,
or God's only Son.
Satan races us toward destruction,
and Jesus races us  toward Heaven,
where He is the light for everyone.
So let us,
run with Jesus,
over life's rocky track,
looking toward the finish line,
and never looking back.
When life's race is over,
and Heaven is our prize,
in a land with no sorrows,
and unclouded skies.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

The Return of Fall




The last of September is here,
and hunting season is near;
Yes, fall has returned.
The maple leaves are turning color,
their reds, orange and yellows,
and the sky is a pretty blue;
Yes, fall has returned to me and you!
The days are not quite as long,
and I don't hear much of the robins song,
but I hear the wild goose call,
and I know, it is the return of fall.

Monday, September 26, 2011

wint'swords: We like Sheep

wint'swords: We like Sheep: While driving in the country, we passed a large field filled with fluffy white sheep a lot of them were covered in dirt from where they made...

We like Sheep

While driving in the country, we passed a large field filled with fluffy white sheep a lot of them were covered in dirt from where they made contact with the muddy ground. Then this verse from Isaiah 53 popped into my mind."6All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all." 
We were born into a dirty sin filled pasture as dirty little sheep with no way of our own of getting out. God so loved we little sheep that He sent a spotless lamb, the Lamb of God to clean us up and set us free!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

wint'swords: The Return

wint'swords: The Return: Today, I returned, to the place, the place, where the red pine trees grow, to hear the cry of the Blue Jay, and the cawing of the crow....

The Return

Today, I returned,
to the place,
the place,
where the red pine trees grow,
to hear the cry of the Blue Jay,
and the cawing of the crow.
There were many ducks,
swimming to and fro,
in that old beaver dam,
where the red pine trees grow.
There was a Great  Blue Heron,
sitting on an old pine limb,
and I waited patiently,
to see those beaver swim.
Oh, what a beautiful day,
to go to that place,
the place,
where the red pine trees grow.

--Winston Staples--

Friday, September 16, 2011

wint'swords: More About Jesus

wint'swords: More About Jesus: More About Jesus Heb.7: 26For such an high priest became us, who is holy,...

More About Jesus


                            More About Jesus
                             Heb.7:  26For such an high priest became us, who is holy, harmless, undefiled, separate from sinners, and made higher than the heavens;
                                                                                         
                      
                      a/ Jesus is seen as holy
                      
                      
                      b/ as   harmless
                                                                                        
                       c/  as undefiled                                                                                         
                     d/  as separate or different from all men
                                                                                        
        e/  as higher than the heavens                      

wint'swords: The Hunt

wint'swords: The Hunt: THE HUNT It’s late October, the big bucks are on the run; they have the scent of doe, the rut has begun. It’s very early in the morn...

The Hunt


THE HUNT
It’s late October, the big bucks are on the run;
they have the scent of doe, the rut has begun.
It’s very early in the morn,
the frost still lies heavy on the corn.
My heart is quickly beating, the bow season has finally come;
I have packed all my gear, my planning complete,
now I carefully walk to my tree stand and take my seat.
I have did all I can to cover my scent,
now to patiently wait until my bow can be bent.
Our hunt for this worthy prize, happens once a year,
we are also a foe, who are daily stalked and hunted,
like that trophy white tailed deer.
While walking down life’s trail,
our adversary, the devil lies in wait,
he uses every deception, every lie,
to keep us from entering God’s Heavenly gate.
Dear friend, let us give God our lives,
so His armor we can safely wear;
and by His Spirit, help us detect Satan’s snare,
and when Satan shoots those fiery darts,
we will have God’s word to protect our minds, souls and hearts.
—— Winston Staples ——

Jim Reeves ~ Distant Drums

Monday, September 12, 2011

wint'swords: Morning Breaks

wint'swords: Morning Breaks: When morning breaks, it is my quiet time, when morning breaks, it is my Bible reading time, when morning breaks, it is my praying time,...

Morning Breaks

When morning breaks,
it is my quiet time,
when morning breaks,
it is my Bible reading time,
when morning breaks,
it is my praying time,
when morning breaks,
it is my quiet time.
When morning breaks,
make it your quiet time,
when morning breaks,
make it your Bible reading time,
when morning breaks,
make it your praying time,
when morning breaks,
make it your quiet time.
When morning breaks,
it is my quiet time!

Saturday, September 10, 2011

The Web

A few years ago, while going into my shop, I saw a bumble bee caught in a large spider web. It was still alive, struggling hard to escape. No matter how hard it tried, it was an impossible task, it needed help from outside the web.I took my glove covered hand, and freed that helpless bee from it's terrible fate. This reminds me, of how we were caught in sin's terrible web and there was no way to escape, and because of God's love and grace, sent Jesus to set us free from our terrible fate.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Favourite Bible Verses


Psalm 103

 1Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.
 2Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:
 3Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases;
 4Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;
 5Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle's.
 6The LORD executeth righteousness and judgment for all that are oppressed.
 7He made known his ways unto Moses, his acts unto the children of Israel.
 8The LORD is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy.
 9He will not always chide: neither will he keep his anger for ever.
 10He hath not dealt with us after our sins; nor rewarded us according to our iniquities.
 11For as the heaven is high above the earth, so great is his mercy toward them that fear him.
 12As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us.
 13Like as a father pitieth his children, so the LORD pitieth them that fear him.
 14For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
 15As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
 16For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
 17But the mercy of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear him, and his righteousness unto children's children;
 18To such as keep his covenant, and to those that remember his commandments to do them.
 19The LORD hath prepared his throne in the heavens; and his kingdom ruleth over all.
 20Bless the LORD, ye his angels, that excel in strength, that do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word.
 21Bless ye the LORD, all ye his hosts; ye ministers of his, that do his pleasure.
 22Bless the LORD, all his works in all places of his dominion: bless the LORD, O my soul.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

My Favourite Quotes

"The greatest discovery of my generation is that a human being can alter his life by altering his attitudes."    -- William James ---

Dark Shadows!

 When my brother and I were young, We were blessed with a great older brother, And a loving mom and dad; We would get home from school, And ...