The Fount of Blessing

I really missed being with my church family while I was gone last week!  Such sweet fellowship with them and around God's Word, too, today!  Spent the afternoon with one of the other widow ladies.  Then after church was invited out to McDonald's with some of the other members.

Sharon told me about a man she knows who said he really liked the church sign that was up last week, "God is a great friend, but he is the worst enemy."  She said, "my pastor's wife takes care of those signs."  She said, "I'm sorry, but you will always be my pastor's wife to me."  That made me tear up!

Bobby preached from Psalm 78 tonight and two verses really spoke to me (well, lots of them did, but these especially):  V.38, 39 "But He, being full of compassion, forgave their iniquity, and destroyed them not:  yea, many a time turned He His anger away, and did not stir up all his wrath.  For He remembered that they were but flesh....."  Is that not amazing!  Just like the children of Israel, God forgave my iniquity instead of destroying me.  And not just once, but MANY times He turns His anger away instead of destroying me!  All because of His compassion and he knows I'm just flesh!  I will never understand why He chose me to be one of His children!  But I am so glad and thankful that He did!

".....who hath blessed (me) with all spiritual blessings..." Ephesians 1:3

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount - I'm fixed upon it - Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Here I raise mine Ebenezer; hither by Thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger, wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger, interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it; seal it for Thy courts above.

Thank You, Father, for each and every blessing that, on a daily basis, I take for granted!


Here's the boxes I have packed from my craft room so far!  I absolutely CANNOT believe how much stuff I had packed into that room!  I'm still not done!  OY VEY!

Yes, 17 boxes so far of craft "stuff!"

Time to read for a bit and then go to bed.  More errands to run before heading off on a Widow's retreat in the mountains of Boone, NC.