Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Close in boys


The White Pelicans attempt a group pose today
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Professor


My friend Sean McMahon, professor of history at Gateway College rode up behind me today as I was photographing the incoming clouds. He was making the loop around the lake before heading back for his house.
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Who was I?


A heron...but what kind of heron was I?
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Blackberry on the edge

 
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Every good bull deserves favor

 
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Yet thou not know me?


Have I been so long time with you and yet hast thou not known me?
John xiv.9
A great many believers walk upon the promises at God's call in the way to heaven, even as a child upon weak ice, which they are afraid will crack under them and leave them in the depth.
McCheyne

It was another long walk around the perimeter dike of Alligator Lake Park more in meditation than concentrating upon photography. Again I walked upon the thin ice of not trusting in the promise of God to sustain us, to provide. 

Since 2009 when Melanie suffered the near loss of her life with H1N1 and ARD's, with the loss of our jobs, the Lord has sustained us. Yet, after all the clinging to the very hem of Christ's garment in the storm ceased, again I returned to tip-toeing, fearing a fall into the depths.
My current job with FPL reading meters is due to end at the end of the month. Melanie, who continues to struggle with her health four years hence, is the primary bread winner.
This greatly troubles me and my daily prayer is for a reversal of this situation, allowing her some time for ministry she so loves and caring for loved ones.
They say another freeze is on the way. Perhaps the weak ice under me will freeze a little thicker.
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Monday, March 4, 2013

Our Consolation


Our consolation, aboundeth by Christ
2 Cor.i.5.

Consolation is the dropping of a gentle dew from heaven on desert hearts beneath; it is one of the choicest gifts of divine mercy.
Spurgeon.

To have  the honorable title as Barnabas, Paul's traveling companion did, the son of consolation(Acts4:36)
As we are daily consoled by the Spirit, let it be our daily ministry of consolation to the body of Christ.
Pray the Spirit lays upon your heart to discern to whom you can offer consolation. The widow, the neighbor, the minister, the family member, the brother who was once in unity, but has grown bitter.
Many are the opportunities to mourn with those who mourn, to rejoice with those who rejoice.
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Upon Triple Run

 
 
 
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Blowing Fuses

 
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Sunday, March 3, 2013

Seek, that ye may excel.


Seek, that ye may excel.
I Corin. xiv.12

"An almost command; yet it is addressed to "all in every place call upon the name of Jesus Christ our Lord", therefore unmistakably to ourselves."
Frances R.Havergal.

When the toddler and the father play hide and seek, the father hides just within reach in order that the toddler easily finds the father.
When the child and the father play hide and seek, the child strays further and it takes longer to find the child.
When the teen and the father play hide and seek, the father searches and searches, often not finding the teen.
And thus it is with our heavenly Father. As newborn converts we so desire the sincere milk of His love, His presence.
As we grow in grace, at the same time, we tend, as Jeshurun,, to wax fat and go astray, thinking, the milk shall sustain, I do not need to exercise this faith, lightly esteeming the Rock of our salvation.
Soon, we are hiding in the thicket at the far end of the field, far from the loving presence of the Father, who remembers the little toddler hiding just out of arms reach.
Become again as a child Oh grown and thick one.
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Saturday, March 2, 2013

A Light Push


With every unfelt push
My prayer sends you toward the light
For by faith I must
Because you swing back with all your might
And I push
Pergrace that light consumes
As the burning bush
Little firebush in full bloom.
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Into a Waning Moon


It was at least in the twenties today at Alligator Lake with the wind chill factor. I had three layers on with ear muffs but forgot the gloves. The Audubon Society had about five members out birding, including my old running friend Russell Plummer.
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