Tag Archives: Religion and Spirituality

Oh, How Proud We Are ~ Not Recognizing a Need for God

Oh, How ProudOh, how independent we are
Ever doing but never realizing our need for God

Oh, how complacent we are
Ever enjoying but never remembering others in need.

Oh, how deceived we are
Ever learning but never coming to the knowledge of truth.

Oh, how foolish we are
Ever seeking but never discovering the fear of the Lord

Oh, how proud we are
Ever boasting but never recognizing the Creator of all

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It makes me sad that there are still so many people without Christ.  This becomes especially noticeable during the Christmas holidays, where fewer and fewer understand the true meaning of the season.  They think that it has more to do with the accumulation of gifts or holiday cheer than reverent worship of the King who came wrapped in swaddling clothes. 

As the holiday season approaches, and the possibility of spending time with lost family and friends, let us remember to pray for opportunities and boldness to point them to Christ.  He is their only source for true hope and peace. 

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“For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:
Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened.
Romans 1:20, 21

For more of my poems, see Poetry Corner

Sue Nash/2013

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I Know Who Holds Tomorrow

I caught this last glimpse of the sun just before it set ~ the plane is a crop duster.

I caught this last glimpse of the sun just before it set ~ the plane is a crop duster.

What’s the point in borrowing trouble by worrying about tomorrow?  From time to time, though, we are all guilty of doing so.

Worrying serves no purpose.  As Christ reminds,

“Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.”
Matthew 6:34b

So, for all my fellow worry-ers, let’s purpose to live in the blessedness of the day God brings, and leave the cares of tomorrow where they belong ~ in the hands of the One who holds every tomorrow!

As sung by Alison Krauss

I don’t know about tomorrow, I just live from day to day;
I don’t borrow from its sunshine, For its skies may turn to gray.
I don’t worry over the future, Fore I know what Jesus said;
And today I’ll walk beside Him, For He knows what is ahead.

Many things about tomorrow
I don’t seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.

Every step is getting brighter As the golden stairs I climb;
Every burden’s getting lighter, Every cloud is silver lined.
There the sun is always shining, There no tear will dim the eye,
At the ending of the rainbow. Where the mountains touch the sky,

Many things about tomorrow
I don’t seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.

I don’t know about tomorrow, It may bring me poverty;
But the one who feeds the sparrow Is the one who stands by me.
And the path that is my portion May be through the flame or flood;
But His presence goes before me And I’m covered with His blood.

Many things about tomorrow
I don’t seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.

 Written by Ira Stanphill

For similar posts, see Golden Oldie Hymns

Comments and photo by Sue Nash/2013

I’ve Been Found by Someone

I've Been FoundI’ve been left out
Of conversations.
I’ve been excluded
And probably for a reason.
I’m not always loving.
To have friends I must show myself friendly.

I’ve been surrounded
By insinuations.
I’ve been corrected
And usually when needed.
I’m not always perfect.
To have wisdom I must let God fill me daily.

I’ve been misunderstood
By others.
I’ve been rejected
And sometimes by fellow believers.
I’m not always accepted.
To obey God I must withstand criticism willingly. 

I’ve been mocked
By skeptics.
I’ve been ridiculed
And often while standing for truth.
I’m not always popular.
To follow Christ I must do so unashamedly.

I’ve been broken
By trials.
I’ve been tested
And likely to prove my faith.
I’m not always untroubled.
To mature I must endure hardships prayerfully.

I’ve been daunted
By shortcomings.
I’ve been humbled
And always after succumbing to pride.
I’m not always yielded.
To please God I must surrender fully.

I’ve been found
By Someone.
I’ve been loved
And not because of anything I deserved.
I’m not ever worthy.

To abide in God I must accept His grace completely.

For more of my poetry, see Poetry Corner

Sue Nash/2013

Life Can Get You Down ~ God Cares

Seagull looking down

Seagull looking down

Crushing blows
Unending stream of impossibilities
And heavy loads
But God knows

Consuming needs
Troubling times of uncertainties
About the unknown
But God sees

Unrelenting pain
Debilitating cycle of calamities
From life’s setbacks
But God cares

Trying hardships
Frustrating demands of responsibilities
And commitments
But God helps

Confusing turns
Daunting need for clarity
And direction
But God leads

Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you.
1 Peter 5:7
NLT

Sue Nash/2013

For more of my poetry, see Poetry CornerLife Can Get You Down Poetry Corner

Elizabeth ~ A Special Gem

Elizabeth framedToday, my mother-in-law would have been ninety-eight.   We miss you, Elizabeth!

She was my mother-in-law, but before that, a dear friend.
We had much in common; like me, she was an RN.
One of my favorite memories was the year she became my traveling European companion.
That prior closeness we shared made it very easy to choose her son as my husband.

She was a devoted wife, and cared for her husband as he suffered with his emphysema plight.
Although she loved her man, nobody messed with her kids because they were the true joy of her life.
To her three children she imparted her values, and taught them to live responsibly and right.
They never doubted her love; to repay her, when she needed them most, they all stood by her side.

She was a woman of deep faith and had a true relationship with the Lord.
That none of her children continued in their Catholic upbringing, certainly saddened her to the core.
She finally accepted their walk with God, though, so as not to let the differences bring discord.

However, she never quit proselytizing by leaving subtle hints and her church’s brochures!

She was a reserved person, but at the same time, spoke her mind as she saw fit.
Because of her quiet demeanor, however, others sometimes did dismiss.
Yet, those who took the time to know her discovered her endearing qualities and dry wit.
Soft spoken and genuine, she was the kind of person you just never forget.

She was resourceful and frugal to a fault.
Like many of her generation, she rarely discarded things she bought.
However, when you needed something, you felt sure she would have it about.
If not, she would go out of her way to order it from one of her many catalogs.

She had an amazing green thumb and many interests.
Her specialties in growing plants were shamrocks and violets.
With her many talents, like her crocheting, she blessed others with gifts.
My favorite of her talents, though, was how she could watch two soap operas at the same time, and with neither one miss a lick!

She had ageless charm and beauty; her thoughtful ways, she maintained to the end.
To those of us who loved her, we thought of her as a special gem.
Although we miss her very much, we know that we will see her again. 
What I look forward to most is when she greets me the way she always did, by asking,
Loretta Sue, how have you been?”

*Footnote- Elizabeth is the only person who ever called me by my full name.  Knowing she did so out of love, each time was special.

Sue Nash/2013

What Ever Happened to Awe?

Awe in sunset

Awe in God’s sunsets ~ I intentionally kept the photo underexposed for a more dramatic effect

Awe – Fear mingled with admiration or reverence; reverential fear. 
Noah Webster 1828 ~ American Dictionary of the English Language

What ever happened to awe?
Did we lose it by wearing flip-flops to church?
Did we chase it away by dressing how we want?
Since man looks on the outside, but God sees into the heart, then most certainly not.

If not dress, then what happened to our fear of God?
Did it weaken by our type of worship?
Did it flee because we left hymns out?
Though some would affirm this, one type of worship song cannot define God, so on this point I really doubt.

If not because of music, then what has brought this lack of awe about?
Have we turned our churches into social clubs?
Have we taught our youth that fun and games are what going there means?
Gimmicks do diminish the simple message of the cross, and since it is close to the source, from this we all should glean.

Has replacing the cross with a watered-down message caused it?
Or could the answer be because somewhere in the mix, of teaching primarily and only about grace, the mention of hell many intentionally leave out?
Could it be that, so as not to offend or come across as intolerant, they fail to warn people about eternity’s horrific side?

Though God is love, apart from true salvation in Christ is the certainty of His judgment, and not proclaiming this truth anymore is right where the problem resides.

I realize that the very mention of hell will send many running, convinced I misunderstand God’s love.
For talk of hell is no longer in vogue, reserved instead by former preachers of fire and brimstone.

Yet, omitting hell from the discussion of our faith renders no real understanding of the extent of God’s grace.
The plight, of what happened to awe, is one that must point back to the purpose of grace in the first place.

Though grace cost us little, it cost our Savior everything, and He did so to keep us from living an eternity in torment.
Out of love, Christ died to pay the penalty for our sins to keep those who accept Him from having to face a horrible end.
The hell we deserve because of sin, God never intended that any should dwell there apart from Him.
By confronting the reality of a literal hell apart from Christ, and then comprehending what He did to reverse this awful sentence on our behalf, is the surest way to restore awe in God once again.

What are your thoughts?  What ever happened to awe?

Sue Nash/2013

For more of my poetry, see Poetry Corner

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Bringing in the Sheets ~ Mundane Things Matter to God

A recent photo of my mom ~ taken by my brother, Chuck

A recent photo of my mom ~ taken by my brother, Chuck

I wrote this a while back, but decided to post it now in honor of my sweet mom.  She is seventy-eight years old today, and brings blessings to every life she touches.
Happy Birthday, Mom!

Bringing in the Sheets

 When I was young, we used to sing a hymn in our church that went something like this:

 “Bringing in the sheets, bringing in the sheets,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheets.”

At least, that is what I thought we were singing.  Never having heard the word sheaves, I just thought that for some reason it made God happy if we did not leave sheets hanging on the clothesline.  Not understanding why, I nevertheless joyfully sang along about the sheets.

I later learned that sheaves represent souls, and that this song is a reference to a passage in Psalms, where after sowing with tears the precious seed of God’s truth, we will one day present a harvest of souls reaped for Him. (Psalm 126:6)

Mundane Things Can Show the Love of God

Although I understand the song’s meaning now, I question whether as a child I was that off base.  I got to thinking about the rather mundane task of bringing in the sheets, and remembered how when growing up my mother would always hang our laundry outside.  Even though we had a dryer, she was more accustomed to saving on electricity, and just much preferred the freshness of things dried outside. 

The rigors of clothesline laundering were tiring, but I never heard my mother complain.  She routinely performed this mundane task, out of love for her family.  Memories of her loving hands caring for us caused me to consider that perhaps God is pleased when we bring in the sheets.

As Christians, we tend to think that to harvest souls, we must do the extraordinary.  We view soul winning as something reserved for missionaries, or as lengthy gospel presentations by visitation teams through our church.  However, what if there are equal opportunities in the mundane?  Little, seemingly insignificant things we can do to sow the love of Christ.  

Mundane Things Can Soften Hearts Toward God

Life provides many such opportunities.  Things like helping an elderly woman carry her groceries, showing kindness to the checker at the supermarket, or simply smiling in the bank line when everyone else is complaining.  With every little thing done and by throwing in a sincere nugget of I’m praying for you here or a God bless you there, it shines His love even more. 

There are many small measures, which if done for Him, could be the very ones that soften cold, sin-hardened hearts toward God.  They could be the precursors of readiness for when an opportunity presents for the gospel.

I doubt I will ever hear the old hymn, Bringing in the Sheaves, without getting a mental picture of my mom toting the laundry basket back from the clothesline.  Like a loving mother, caring for her family by drying their sheets outside to fill them with freshness of a summer breeze, we have many ordinary opportunities in life to demonstrate the love of God.

 If we have faithfully sown seeds of God’s love and truth, we will doubtless enter heaven rejoicing, bringing in sheaves.  He will honor our faithfulness in the harvest.  He will also be pleased with our record of well-doing in seeming mundane efforts for Him.  God will rejoice that we brought in the sheets!

Sue Nash/2013