Honey, grow old with me...

Honey, grow old with me...
April 17th, was our 46th anniversary, thanks God

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

I PREFER TO HEAR HIM

I PREFER TO HEAR HIM, HOW ABOUT YOU?
HAND PRINTS IN THE SNOW
The beauty of a winter day And radiance of new fallen snow The sun shining softly from above Touches my heart with a special glow.God gives us so much beauty As far as the eye can see Beautiful hand prints of Jesus That's what is so precious to me.
His hand prints are everywhere you go No matter the day or time They are imprinted on every season And all of them are mine.Give your love to your Master Praise Him where ever you go Show Him your appreciation See His hand prints in a new fallen snow.
His touch gives us beauty beyond compare Each gesture a perfection to see Watch as He paints his masterpiece Then give it to you and me.
© 2006
Ginny BryantGinny's Gift Of Love

On the lighter side .... due to all the snow we've had lately... we will be seeing His hand prints in the snow until July fourth.... I am looking forward to hearing His sweet gentle voice in the birds singing, and His hand prints in the blooming flowers and by the trees and such coming back to life, with green! (but then that is my personal wish... and yes, I know, He knows best and we just have to Trust and Obey...v v v I prefer to hear Him v v v

DO YOU HEAR HIM?

The man whispered, "God, speak to me,"and a meadowlark sang.
But, the man did not hear.
So the man yelled, "God, speak to me,"and the thunder rolled across the sky.
But, the man did not listen.
The man looked around and said, "God let me see you."
And a star shined brightly.But the man did not see.
And, the man shouted, "God show me a miracle."
And, a life was born.But, the man did not notice.
So, the man cried out in despair,"Touch me God, and let me know you are there.
"Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man.
But, the man brushed the butterfly away ... and walked on.
I found this to be a great reminder that God is always around using the little and simple things that we take for granted ...even in our electronic age... so I would like to add one more:
The man cried, "God, I need your help!"
And an e-mail arrived reaching outwith good news and encouragement.
But, the man deleted it and continued crying ...
Written By: © Author Unknown

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Don't miss out on a blessing because it isn't packaged the way that you expect.
guess somehow that could even mean the snow?
well, what else can I say???
Hope you and yours a wonderful and safe day filled with God's love!

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