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Friday, October 1, 2010
Knowing Jesus
What do you know about Jesus? Who is he to you? Is he just a man? Maybe he's just a name you've heard in conversations or is he someone deeper to you? For me, he is everything. He is my savior and the reason I am who I am today. He is also the reason that I continue to understand what my purpose is in life. I am also gaining a deeper understanding of who God is and why he loves us so much. After all, He did create us so why wouldn't he love us?
Tonight, I am at home alone and I am at peace. My 6 year old niece, whom we are currently raising, is with her father (my brother) for the weekend and my husband is at a golf tournament. There is a quiet peacefullness in our home. I needed this. I've needed this quiet time for so long and here I have it, given to me by God. Coindidence? No. That's God. Because He is so big and He knows our every need. So, tonight...he gave me peace, quiet and time alone...with Him. He also gave me music, something I love and something that has been a part of my life since I was a child. Growing up I watched my parents communicate thru music; they would share songs they each loved that spoke to them about how they loved one another. I believe God has given me this as His way of speaking to me, because I understand it. And tonight, in my quiet, he gave me a song...a gentle reminder if you will. The song is called Age to Age, His Glory Appears, by Hillsong; I've included it above. The lyrics pearced my heart and I was reminded, yet again, in the stillness of my home, of His love...the love that only a father can give; Jesus.
At the Cross, where you died for me.
1 Corinthians 15:3-4 "For I delivered to you as of first importance what I also received: that Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures, that he was bured, that he was raised on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures." How deep is the Father's love?
Tonight, I am at home alone and I am at peace. My 6 year old niece, whom we are currently raising, is with her father (my brother) for the weekend and my husband is at a golf tournament. There is a quiet peacefullness in our home. I needed this. I've needed this quiet time for so long and here I have it, given to me by God. Coindidence? No. That's God. Because He is so big and He knows our every need. So, tonight...he gave me peace, quiet and time alone...with Him. He also gave me music, something I love and something that has been a part of my life since I was a child. Growing up I watched my parents communicate thru music; they would share songs they each loved that spoke to them about how they loved one another. I believe God has given me this as His way of speaking to me, because I understand it. And tonight, in my quiet, he gave me a song...a gentle reminder if you will. The song is called Age to Age, His Glory Appears, by Hillsong; I've included it above. The lyrics pearced my heart and I was reminded, yet again, in the stillness of my home, of His love...the love that only a father can give; Jesus.
At the Cross, where you died for me.
1 Corinthians 15:3-4 "For I delivered to you as of first importance what I also received: that Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures, that he was bured, that he was raised on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures." How deep is the Father's love?
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
The story of Vanilla Bridge
Welcome to Vanilla Bridge! And so the story goes; my great grandmother Walker lived on a farm up in rural Fannin County in a town called Bonham, TX. We had moved to Texas in 1970 and had begun making our trek from the Mesquite area to see my great-grandmother from time to time. I absolutely loved going there! I could smell them now! Warm Vanilla Cookies. Oh, how the senses raced just knowing that some good ole'southern country cookin was waiting and warm vanilla cookies.
However, getting those cookies meant going across...[insert scary music] "the bridge".
I can still see it now, off in the distance, looming, creaking, shifting! Never mind that it had these huge massive steal supports! You know the kind you can literally count on! Nope, never mind that, because as night fall fell, my dad would get the biggest kick out of stopping on that bridge, turning the car off and the lights too!!! My sister and I would let out the loudest, blood curdling screams you could ever imagine! The kind of screams, I'm sure, that would make your skin crawl; hey...ours was! After a few minutes of torture and laughter by my dad, he would turn the car lights back on and away we would go; off to my great-grandmother's house...and those warm vanilla cookies.
However, getting those cookies meant going across...[insert scary music] "the bridge".
(this is not the actual bridge and it
doesn't even come close to how scary it was)
I can still see it now, off in the distance, looming, creaking, shifting! Never mind that it had these huge massive steal supports! You know the kind you can literally count on! Nope, never mind that, because as night fall fell, my dad would get the biggest kick out of stopping on that bridge, turning the car off and the lights too!!! My sister and I would let out the loudest, blood curdling screams you could ever imagine! The kind of screams, I'm sure, that would make your skin crawl; hey...ours was! After a few minutes of torture and laughter by my dad, he would turn the car lights back on and away we would go; off to my great-grandmother's house...and those warm vanilla cookies.
I hope you enjoy my blog. While I realize I'm probably a minority here, what, being over the age of 40 and all. I felt I needed to create a place for my stories, thoughts or just silly rants. I promise to keep things real and to try really hard not to get too sweet. Life is real, life is hard, but our "joy comes in the morning".
Love to all,
VirnaLisa
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