Aimee's Alphabet Thanksgiving List 2018

A
Ample soul food
Avid readers
Anchored men

B
Bountiful encouragement
Beaming faces
Bonny lads and lasses

C
Caring family and friends
Cautious teens
Capering youngen’s

D
Darkness of night for rest
Diligent students
Dazzling sunshine

E
Endearing baby
Excellent greatness of God
Effortless breath

F
Fair moonlight
Fine print of God’s Word
Familiar faces

G
Gushing joy
Gorgeous sunrises
Glory awaiting

H
Happy hearts that overflow
Honorable parents
Harmonious brotherhood

I
Industrious husband
Ivory hues
Inner cleansing

J
Jolly times
Joyous Sunday mornings
Jingles of bells

K
Kind neighbors
Kitchen space
Keen insights

L
Lively singers
Little singers
Lilting birdsong

M
Maturing teens
Male strength
Meekness exemplified

N
Neat rooms
Nutritious food
Noble leaders

O
Onsite Friend
Overall God
Older (than myself 😉) ladies

P
Purifying process
Peaceful hearts
Pure, honest eyes

Q
Quiet moments
Quick pricks
Quaint flowers

R
Romantic husband
Reflective times
Rafters strong

S
Stedfast love
Sensitive friends
Simple savors

T
Tiny Toes
Tears
Thankful hearts

U
Upward climbers
Underneath Arms
Upbeat attitudes

V
Vigorous work to do
Vivacious daughters
Victorious living

W
Warm hearts and hearths
Willing workers
Washed souls

X
Someone who sees inside better than an X-ray
People who say I’m sorry and do not give eXcuses
Exuberance in living for Christ all around me

Y
Yielded lives
Youthful canter
Yonder enrollments

Z
Zealous youth
Zingy friends
Zappy children

True Light

The light of the city cast a warm glow on the horizon . . . It was cold and dark right before dawn as I sat on a lawn chair in the woods. Yes, I was along for the parental supervision of a minor, hunting.

Yesterday, I sat on a crooked wet, stump. The time before that, just a camp stool . . . and the sky was dripping :) so I couldn't read my book or write or text . . . I just had to sit still . . . and I am not used to much silence or solitude though I dream of such.

It wasn't light enough yet to read the little Bible that I had brought along, so I sipped on the hot coffee and delighted in the fresh, crisp winter air. My mind pondered around the thought of the light . . . and how that the light from the city in the dark of the night could seem like the light to "follow after" . . . Because that was the light that was there . . . But in reality it was fake light, man-made . . .

Now the Eastern sky was beginning to show light . . . Slowly every so slowly, yet steadily the light crept in . . . Brighter and brighter . . . It had given off the same light as the city for a bit, but soon outshone the man-made lights. The real sunrise, the true light was dawning and there was no stopping it.

And then, day was upon us . . . The sun, that burning ball of fire, that ever intense brightness ruled supreme. Night is coming again, we all know that. Dark times, cold times, long and lonely times . . . Will I hold out and wait for the real true light or will I let the cheap, counterfeit "light" fill my heart and take God's place . . .

This world's light does not hold a candle to the light and Light God created.

Comfort

An Elizabeth Elliot quote that is special to me today . . .

Mornings

There is always something about ANY day that is worth praising God about . . . Our eyes just have to be kept lifted up, seeking Him . . . God literally made my day today and " makes" my day when I seek Him! . . . A few weeks ago, I got to spend a bit of solitude here . . . Each morning I get to choose what is most important - time with Him or entering the rat race of life . . . Am I equipped for the day? . . . Is my soul anchored? . . .

Learning how to post pictures

It's the Season . . .

So I use my phone as my mini computer . . . Often my online time is while I am nursing my baby . . . It's hard to write blog posts like this . . . I swipe type, but not because I like to - it has a mind of its own but "we" get the job done . . .

Lots of fun and friends here this past weekend . . . Pies and bread and potato salad in the making for hosting a big thank you supper at our place tomorrow evening . . .

So, no big long paragraphs today . . . Just blurps . . . Cause this is the stage and season for them . . .

There is a season for everything 😋

Holding Fast

I found a new-for-me hymn . . .  Did you ever hear this one?

He Will Hold Me Fast

VERSE 1 
"When I fear my faith will fail, 
Christ will hold me fast; 
When the tempter would prevail, 
He will hold me fast. 
I could never keep my hold 
Through life’s fearful path; 
For my love is often cold; 
He must hold me fast. 

REFRAIN 
He will hold me fast, 
He will hold me fast; 
For my Savior loves me so, 
He will hold me fast. 

VERSE 2 
Those He saves are His delight, 
Christ will hold me fast; 
Precious in His holy sight, 
He will hold me fast. 
He’ll not let my soul be lost; 
His promises shall last; 
Bought by Him at such a cost, 
He will hold me fast."

 Ada Habershon (1861-1918), Public Domain. 

I love that it's not totally all up to us . . . Yes, I need to do my part . . . But then God does His!!! . . . He's my anchor . . . He HOLDS me fast!

" Let us draw near,
With a true heart,
In full assurance of faith.
Having our hearts sprinkled
From an evil conscience
And our bodies washed with our water.

Let us HOLD FAST
the confession
Of our hope,
Without
Wavering.
For
He
Who
Promised
Is
FAITHFUL!!
Hebrews 20:22-23