More grace in Christ...

I have really been challenged as I have read  Instruments in the Redeemer's Hands: People in Need of Change Helping People in Need of Change (Resources for Changing Lives) by Paul David Tripp. I am constantly feeling convicted, and this selection from a few days ago is no exception:

As sinners we all tend to recast our own history in self-serving ways.  We hide behind the difficulties and pressures of the situation or the failures of others.  We look for external explanations, not internal ones. We are more impressed with our own righteousness than we are horrified at our sin.
~Paul Tripp, Instruments in the Redeemer's Hands: People in Need of Change Helping People in Need of Change (Resources for Changing Lives), p.181

Guilty as charged.  To all of you, Gentle Readers, who I have used to puff up my own self-righteousness, I ask your forgiveness.  And from those of you who have suffered because of my love for my own sin, I also beg forgiveness. It is grace that keeps me from being immobilized. It is grace, which is greater than all my sin and inability to be righteous, that saves me.  Thank you, Lord Jesus! I cling to this truth, so aptly put by Puritan Thomas Watson, that there is even more grace in Christ than there is sin in me.

Feeling blessed...

After I finished teaching today, I headed to ABQ. My sweet dh is arriving late tonight after working hard in other parts, and I am using that as an excuse to have a mini-vacation.  So this afternoon I swam laps in a hotel pool, had a light dinner down in the lobby, and am reading, watching movies, and blogging as I wait to pick Dave up. I feel very blessed.

Sabbath Songs...

We sang this today, though we usually sing it at Christmas time.  It was a perfect fit for our sermon on Christ's Second Coming. I have always loved the imagery in the third verse (from the book of Revelation.)


Rejoice by Todd Twining

Verse 1

All the earth rejoice

Your Creator reigns

As the only awesome God

The Alpha and the Omega

Who was, is, and is to come

Let the oceans roar and the mountains sing

He provides for all He has made

So be comforted as He rules with grace

Rejoice, all the earth, rejoice

Verse 2

All the world rejoice

For the baby comes

As a humble prince in the night

The Word made flesh, Emmanuel

The Everlasting Light

Let the warmth of heaven reach the coldest heart

With the gospel of His grace

For His heel will bruise the serpent’s head

Rejoice, all the world, rejoice

Verse 3

All the church rejoice

For your King returns

On a white horse wearing a crown

He will break the sky with the angel’s shout

Descending from the clouds

Then the dead will rise from the land and sea

All His people will ascend

We will reign with Him for eternity

Rejoice, all the church, rejoice

Geocaching adventures...

Yesterday was a warm, if slightly hasy, day in Northern New Mexico.  After wonderful worship and a fellowship dinner at church, the fellowship continued as a group of friends from church went hunting for our first geocache hide.  We went along to watch, and it was great fun!  And afterwards, Dave and I made out 100th geocache find.  And look at the view:

 

If you've never tried this fun past time, give it a whirl!  It takes you to lovely places you would never otherwise see, and it's a great way to get your geeky friends (or self) off the couch and into the great outdoors!And who doesn't love a treasure hunt, Gentle Reader?

Sabbath Songs...

A Debtor to Mercy Alone by Augustus Toplady, 1771

A debtor to mercy alone, of covenant mercy I sing;
Nor fear, with Thy righteousness on, my person and off’ring to bring.
The terrors of law and of God with me can have nothing to do;
My Savior’s obedience and blood hide all my transgressions from view.

The work which His goodness began, the arm of His strength will complete;
His promise is Yea and Amen, and never was forfeited yet.
Things future, nor things that are now, nor all things below or above,
Can make Him His purpose forgo, or sever my soul from His love.

My name from the palms of His hands eternity will not erase;
Impressed on His heart it remains, in marks of indelible grace.
Yes, I to the end shall endure, as sure as the earnest is giv’n;
More happy, but not more secure, the glorified spirits in Heav’n.

Spring is come...

"Daffodils" by William Wordsworth (1804)

I wander’d lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretch'd in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company:

I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

St. Patrick's Breastplate Prayer

I bind unto myself today
The strong Name of the Trinity,
By invocation of the same,
The Three in One and One in Three.

I bind this day to me for ever.
By power of faith, Christ's incarnation;
His baptism in the Jordan river;
His death on Cross for my salvation;
His bursting from the spicèd tomb;
His riding up the heavenly way;
His coming at the day of doom;*
I bind unto myself today.

I bind unto myself the power
Of the great love of the cherubim;
The sweet 'well done' in judgment hour,
The service of the seraphim,
Confessors' faith, Apostles' word,
The Patriarchs' prayers, the Prophets' scrolls,
All good deeds done unto the Lord,
And purity of virgin souls.

I bind unto myself today
The virtues of the starlit heaven,
The glorious sun's life-giving ray,
The whiteness of the moon at even,
The flashing of the lightning free,
The whirling wind's tempestuous shocks,
The stable earth, the deep salt sea,
Around the old eternal rocks.

I bind unto myself today
The power of God to hold and lead,
His eye to watch, His might to stay,
His ear to hearken to my need.
The wisdom of my God to teach,
His hand to guide, His shield to ward,
The word of God to give me speech,
His heavenly host to be my guard.

Against the demon snares of sin,
The vice that gives temptation force,
The natural lusts that war within,
The hostile men that mar my course;
Or few or many, far or nigh,
In every place and in all hours,
Against their fierce hostility,
I bind to me these holy powers.

Against all Satan's spells and wiles,
Against false words of heresy,
Against the knowledge that defiles,
Against the heart's idolatry,
Against the wizard's evil craft,
Against the death wound and the burning,
The choking wave and the poisoned shaft,
Protect me, Christ, till Thy returning.

Christ be with me, Christ within me,
Christ behind me, Christ before me,
Christ beside me, Christ to win me,
Christ to comfort and restore me.
Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ in quiet, Christ in danger,
Christ in hearts of all that love me,
Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.

I bind unto myself the Name,
The strong Name of the Trinity;
By invocation of the same.
The Three in One, and One in Three,
Of Whom all nature hath creation,
Eternal Father, Spirit, Word:
Praise to the Lord of my salvation,
Salvation is of Christ the Lord.