Just a Little Bit

 

©Jeanne E Webster

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“We can only see a little of the ocean,

Just a few miles distant from the rocky shore;

But out there—far beyond our eye’s horizon,

There’s more—immeasurably more.

 

We can only see a little of God’s loving—

A few rich treasures from His mighty store;

But out there—far beyond our eye’s horizon

There’s more—immeasurably more.”

…been thinking about this today and wanted to share it with you.  I like this little poem—have no idea who wrote it, much less who thought these words.  As human beings, we are so limited in abilities to fathom the greater attributes of God’s creation.  As the little poem points out, we can only see a few miles down the shore, or a tiny speck of the ocean—but there’s so much more.

I had trouble sleeping last night and tried to zoom in on these thoughts.  My mind came up with perhaps a few inches farther down the shoreline but not much more.  I wondered why I couldn’t reach further, as I struggled with deep thoughts and strains.  I finally concluded that the span of understanding and perception is nigh impossible to the human mind.  It is beyond our comprehension, and I don’t need to waste my time dwelling on it. 

Aha!  I think King David already told me that, in Psalm 131:1 “Lord, my heart is not proud nor my eyes conceited, neither do I concern myself in great matters or in things too profound for me.”

Thank you, Father, for your answered prayer last night.  Perhaps we could again take up the thought when viewed from a different perspective…heaven!

Shalom

 

 

 

 

 

I Think I am…I Think I am

© Jeanne E Webster.  All rights reserved

 

 

Proverbs 23:7 “For as he thinks in his heart, so is he.”

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This might lie unseen to the casual reader, but the writer made an excellent point.  Thoughts affect us–or, what we think, we become.  I know this is true because I have chewed on this bone before.  A daily reading of my “thought” pulse will reveal why I am distraught, sad, happy or glad, just as a check of my wrist pulse will perhaps reveal an abnormal heartbeat. 

One day recently, I sensed I was in an irritable mood but couldn’t think why I was having a problem.  So I set about reviewing the events of the past day and week.  Sure enough, there was the “thorn in my flesh”…rearing its ugly head, poking me for all it was worth.  My husband had unknowingly hurt my feelings!  I had spent an entire day housecleaning and cooking a nice supper, was tired beyond a day’s repair, and he didn’t comment on the delicious meal I had fixed for him. 

Well, even though I was beat…even though I should have left some of the work for another day…even though I grumbled throughout the meal…even though I should have asked for his help…my feelings were crushed that he didn’t say, “What a great meal, Jeanne!” 

That thorn was plucked out immediately and tossed in the trashcan.  Here I had been in a stew, going everywhere with my thoughts of why he didn’t complement the meal, and in all reality, the ambiance that evening was glum, to say the least!  Why would he even want to say a word while seeing the grim look on my face? 

A newspaper column had an article about preventing wrinkles, with the usual remedies of soaps, creams and massages.  The writer certainly was on the right track:

The best way to prevent wrinkles is to think the right thoughts.  Think happy things, pleasant things, line-lifting thoughts; for thoughts are things.

Ugly thoughts, depressing thoughts, a mind with worry thoughts running riot within it will produce worry lines, tired contours, and sad faces.  Wrong thoughts will produce wrinkles!

But pleasant thoughts, keen-eyed anticipation, a happy outlook, a zest for living—all act better than the highest-priced creams to keep the face alive, alert and youthful.  Right thoughts prevent wrinkles!

Each of us should pull out that thought bag frequently and check it for negative ratings—bitterness, jealousy, envy, uncleanliness, and spite have to go.  Look what they’re doing to our faces!  Yikes!

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TICK TOCK

Time in a Bottle

~Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day ’til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go through time with

 

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©Jeanne E Webster

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What is TIME?  It’s a noun; it’s a verb.  It’s an object; it’s usable. 

You can’t do without it; it’s there whether you want it or not.

You can spend it; you can waste it.  You can ignore it.

But it is there all the time.

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What is TIME?  It is abstract, immaterial; a concept.

A clock can keep it; it can run out; it stood still once.

It has an end; it can tell; it only knows.

But you can’t hold it in your hands

You can’t really buy more

You can belong to it

You can’t give it away

It ends when the clock runs out…

Tick tock, tick tock, they all fall down.

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TIME was made for humankind by God.

How else could humanity measure life and works?

God created heaven and earth and all that was in them.

After the fall in the Garden of Eden, God imparted a concept

Upon humanity; it was called timeA time for hope, a time for love…

In other words, He clocked us.  Perhaps to enable us to see reality? 

Appreciate life more?  Make better choices with the time we have? 

He gave us a concept…we didn’t grasp the Garden of Eden.

We abused it and walked naked, without thought or care.

We chose to go our own way, envision our own thoughts,

Believe our own creed, live as our own gods.

So he put a governor upon us, to ever remind us of our beginning.

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TIME is a concept to show us the way back to God.

God is eternal.  We are eternal also but sin split us in two.

That’s when TIME began, for us to work our way back home.

Physical death is our end of TIME; we rejoin eternity with God.

One in the Father, by the Father, and with the Father.

At His designated moment, time will be no more.

All creation awaits that moment.  It moans and groans as we do.

We’ve wandered far too long as self-willed creatures.

It’s TIME to go home!

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[Saturday’s wandering thoughts about TIME.  These are thoughts only!]

Silhouettes

 

 

 

 

 

 

©Jeanne E Webster

 

A landscape with no sky for a background?

Popups; it’s a popup world.

Without a sky background, objects really stand up and out. 

Without a paper background, letters take on a perpendicular stance.

Without electricity, letters would be mere iconic figures etched on the keyboard.

Letters establish words that emanate from thoughts.

Thoughts interact from the chemistry of my mind.

My mind is an organ, a processing medium.

My body was cultivated within my mother’s womb.

My essence was fashioned from DNA generated from one ancestor to another.

Mankind begat mankind after the Creation.

Was Mankind fashioned from star-dust, once floating in space?

In the beginning was Mankind suspended from the mouth of God?

God spoke and Mankind became living words.

I’m glad that God spoke!

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Oh God!

 

© Jeanne E. Webster

 

Deut. 10:21
“You are my praise, and You are my God, who have done for me these great and awesome things which my eyes have seen.”

Thank you, Lord, for all of these blessings:

 

 

–A loving and devoted mother and father

–Growing up in a safe environment

–Always having enough to eat, clothes to wear, and a roof over my head

–An angelic grandmother who protected me in my early years

–A good mind and healthy body so I could attend school and learn

–A good husband who loved me and our four children

–My children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren

–My brothers and sisters

–Learning about Jesus and loving Him as a very young child

–The vast amount of wisdom in the Bible

–A loving heart to be used for all God’s creation

–A forgiving heart to be used for all wrongs done against me

–A rejoicing heart and spirit to lift my praises and thanks to You

–A thankful heart and spirit to appreciate each and every blessing

–The many friends that have encouraged and prayed for me

–Today, for the tools You have provided me to use in Your name

–Tomorrow; though it is not here yet, I know it awaits me…somewhere.

Amen and amen!

Counting

 

© Jeanne E. Webster

Psalm 139:17-18 “How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them, if I should count them, they are more in number than the sand…”

A team of astronomers has estimated that our universe contains about 70 sextillion (1 followed by 21 zeros) stars that are visible through telescopes, with sextillions more too far away to be counted. * What is more amazing is that there are more stars in the heavens than all the grains of sand on our world’s deserts and beaches!

David could not have counted the grains of sand nor the stars in the heavens, yet he tells us that our God thinks of us more times than the number of them. By all means then we have a “24-7”, life-time guaranteed Caretaker. Unthinkable! How awesome!

Our God is great and greatly to be praised. His might and majesty are unsearchable. How wondrous and awesome is our Creator, full of goodness and righteousness.

Be gracious unto us, our merciful God and Father. Blessed be Thy name forever. Amen.

*[The calculation was made by a team led by astronomer Dr Simon Driver of the Australian National University in Canberra and announced this week at the 25th General Assembly of the International Astronomical Union in Sydney.]