Category Archives: Hope

My hard-working, thrifty father

My father, my hero. Each evening about seven in my tiny apartment, the grand sonority of French horns rings out, echoing the rhythmic undulation of gentle valleys and hills. Sprightly flutes and tinkling triangles punctuate the majestic melody as it rises and falls, building tension and then, all at once, releasing it.  Mmm, a deep sigh. This television theme song, like ones in childhood memory, speaks of courage, fortitude, and persistence. Each evening, I sit in my old rocker, eating supper and watching an old television series or movie. Each evening, a comforting kinship with my father envelops me.

Back in the sixties, Westerns dominated weeknight TV. Two or three nights a week after supper, we three kids sprawled close to Daddy in his recliner, watching “Laredo” or “Maverick” while Mom had a few minutes to herself.

The music of hope. The theme music of those westerns we watched fit the grand scale of the mountains and plains of the southwest where they were filmed. The camera closed in on our cowboy heroes then panned back over broad vistas of lonely mesas and buttes. The good guys won, but always after a gutty scrap with the bad guys.

Daddy’s days in the rock mine began before sunup and ended after sundown. Looking back, I know the gallant music, the resplendent terrain, and the clarity of the story in those westerns galvanized his resolve to get up tomorrow, yet again, to provide for his family. His quietly heroic heart knew a comforting kinship on those evenings.

Hard-working and frugal. Now, each evening as I eat supper, the sympathetic melody reminds me how blessed we were. Our two hard-working, thrifty parents instilled into their children the same values, gifts more precious than diamonds. Each evening I thank God for my parents, for their gift of an unjealous heart, and for the magic of music that grips and fuels the soul.

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Grace upon grace. . . we have all we need.

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 “For from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace. (John 1:16, English Standard Version)

Blessed in hard times. I heard “Grace Upon Grace” when I was a new Christ follower. The reassuring lyrics and gentle melody have echoed in my spirit for more than 30 years as God has provided time after time, year after year. Truly, His grace is like the waves on the shore.

  • Once, when my ten-year-old daughter needed shoes, we found a twenty dollar bill tucked under some sweaters for a “rainy day.”
  • Someone in church paid her tuition at a Christian school – for seven years.
  • More times than I recall we found ridiculous savings on groceries.
  • The owner of a car repair shop who attended our church fixed our tired little car – for nearly nothing.
  • When my daughter outgrew clothes, family or friends showed up and took us shopping.
  • Best of all, God gave me a grateful heart and taught me to trust in Him, not myself.

Trusting God. And what was I doing all those years? Well, I prayed – a lot! I obeyed everything I knew about God, always studying to learn more. I tithed, even though another well-meaning believer said “God will understand if you don’t tithe right now”.  I served in my local church, witnessed as the Lord led, and kept seeking to draw closer to God.

I was and will always be far from perfect, but I know enough to obey and trust God. He has shown Himself  my perfect Provider, Father, Best Friend, Counselor, Healer, Comforter, and so much more! 

Today, I am still what most would call poor. Yet, I am rich – I am seeing my grandsons grow, and I have the privilege of writing during my retirement years.  Best of all, year by year, love for God and His Word, for nature,  music, and friends  deepens year by year.  And His grace continues to pour, as faithful as the waves on the shore, “always enough, always more … “

Trust brings encouragement. Whatever your need, wherever you are, God’s grace is pouring out on you whether you recognize it or not.  By His grace, every living thing has His breath of life. He longs for you to have His peace and to live a full, joy-filled life, regardless of outer circumstances.

As the Message translation of the Bible says in Proverbs 3:5-6: “Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don’t try to figure out everything on your own. Listen for God’s voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; He’s the one who will keep you on track.”

Cast your worries on Him as you listen to “Grace Upon Grace” at the link below. Ponder how faithful He is. Ask Him to open your eyes to the grace He is pouring out on you this very moment.

http://bit.ly/2axROAa

“Like the ocean in waves, ever sweeping the shore,

to His children comes the grace of the Lord

And like the mighty sea, so deep and so wide

His grace to us saints — an endless supply.

Grace upon grace, like the waves on the shore!

Always enough, always more!

Grace upon grace, like the waves on the shore,

all that we need is ours from the Lord.

Daylight or midnight, the waves touch the shore,

One on another, they faithfully pour!

Summer or winter, they never subside,

and so our gracious Father provides …

Grace upon grace, like the waves on the shore!

Always enough, always more!

Grace upon grace, like the waves on the shore

all that we need is ours from the Lord … all that we need is ours from the Lord.

From the 1984 CD “Fighting the Fight” – by Gordon Jensen

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Running at Sunset

Finding Blessing in Sickness – Part 1 of ?

For the last three months, I have been busy. As I said in the last post in March, I did indeed reconsider where this and my other blog are going.  However, I also have been busy adjusting to a health scare.

Because having the same post on two different blogs can cause problems, you will find the story of these last three months on my other blog –  http://www.wordsofhopeandhealing.com

I look forward to sharing with you this ongoing story of God’s goodness and faithfulness. In all ways, and for always, God is good and He has good plans for us!

May God richly  bless you and yours,

Freda