Friday, February 26, 2010

Happy Anniversary

In the course of our lives
we move in so many directions...
doing so many things.
Relationships suffer
from neglect.
Time passes
and we sit reflecting
on when we felt dearly...
but said so little...
when we loved from the heart
but didn't take part...
in what was the day.

Excuses hold
no place
and offer no solace...
Nothing takes the place
of time together
as life molds each person
to it's palatable position.
As we grow older...
we realize life's gift.
Gathering our thoughts
we sift
through a masterfile of memories together.
We have found some special moments
and weathered
many a storm.
I hold you higher than ever...
whether
or not it shows.
You have grown more beautiful
with time
for even though nature's role
has brought a few wrinkles...
it has not stolen your glow.
It cannot remove the spirit of caring...
the soul
of one
who found me wavering
and brought me joy...
I can only
offer my thanks and appreciation...
even when I am less than my best.
I have held!
and even though many times I hold on...
There is no final embrace...
nothing
that can erase...
the memory of finding
out what love truly is...
even if I never understand it.


Thursday, February 25, 2010

Cupped Hands of Babes...

                                                        


"Cupped Hands of Babes"

Appropriately aimed skyward
For Grandma’s eye.
An angel’s aim for attention
Converts patty cake into a symphony..
And a blown kiss
into exquisite artistry…
Truly gifts of God.
Cupped hands in prayer
there is no sight more beautiful.

God's plan
is that we show our children the way.
We must not say
go and pray for peace.
The very least
Be the greatest....
And that they need to know
but also that to be great now
we must somehow
humble ourselves in this world
and be filled with His Spirit.....His love.
Jesus knew we must come as children.
He knew the cupped hand
was the way to God.....and the promise of peace
The child understands
While the adult works with his hands.....
Will we ever cup them....point them upward
touch the tip of our chin
Will we ever win this battle for calm......




Child's Prayer

Tell me a story...Mom.
just one more.... Dad.

You know... the one about the bears
or the little girl with the hood.

There i stood...
flattered at the need...
but still with...our little one to feed.

You know Jesus said we must
come even as children..
not blind to the facts...
but public in our act
and with an eagerness to know more.

He has opened our door
and he ask for no more
than we can give..

Only that we live...
for Him.

Many profound stories have been given...
ever so gentle that
they open up our mind and hearts.
Should we seek...as babes...we shall find...
even if our mind
is not set..we are familar...

in times for which we are so limited.




Wednesday, February 24, 2010

In Touch but Untouched !

A Time for Quiet...

So much is lost
when we type and send
at the cost
of  the personable
words with which care is taken
to touch
the heart and  exspand the mind













Lord,
We thank you for each hour...
for the power
you provide
as we collide
with the very sin you defeated...
the very loss
that you overcome
on the Cross.
Make it a peaceful day...
show us Your Way...
and comfort t
hose in pain...
We remain...
grateful
hopeful
and in awe!

Amen

gjroberts/elon/031402

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

The Potter is Watching...

A Time for Quiet...



         “The Potter is Watching”




The goals you seek
Are familiar.

I am reminded
Of younger days…
Less demanding..
But times
Of building and developing.

That which holds
Together tomorrow....
is perhaps today’s sorrow.
It becomes tomorrow’s memory
And we sense
That which mends
And sends
our spirit within.

The message of hope
is the way we cope
With today...
 tomorrow
and the circumstances of yesterday.
All for review...
at the Potters wheel.


More from the Shore..

From Confinement to Splendor !...

      A Time for Quiet...

                                                                                                                             

“My Morning”

In His hands the

The breeze is cool.
The sun brings it’s shine
And the sky a prominent blue.

This morning is mine.
This special time
Makes me sing with the birds.

It’s good to be alone
Left unheard.
Yet somehow I fail
They relate.

The peace I seek
Seems to have found..
another landing ground.
Not all of life is complex
Or profound..
Not even flowery text.
Just a mystery revealed
A peace sealed…

In the early morning.

 






























Saturday, February 20, 2010

Where Sand meets Snow;;;



A Time for Quiet....

There is marvel
when such a rarity of nature
settles for a glistening sun
both at rise and set...
It's a memory we don't forget.
Where the samd meets the snow.


There is awe
when we look out over the vast
ocean and sky...
We seem so small
and we can only try
to gather it all in.
Where the sand meets the snow.


There is a bone chilling cold
marked by a blustering wind
and clouds that block the sun.
Snow disappears a bit at the time
as the tide ominously rolls in.
Where the sand meets the snow.

We register a special memory
and ease into a quiet evening...
one when a gentle burning fire
Erases the chill until morn.
Where the sand meets the snow.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Christmas Revisited !

A Time for Quiet...
         Christmas Revisited...

Why can't it be all year?
A spirit of love...and full hearts.
A hope for tomorrow.
One who brought compassion to law.
One born to save
and who created and lit up the heavens.

Why can't it be all year?
The air of celebration and cheer
which runs throughout a community.
One of warm living rooms, decorated homes
and green and red sweaters.


Why can't it be all year?
A coming together of family and friends...
the singing, the gifts, and cards we send
One bringing about reconciliation many times...
and yes...the elementary rhymes
but with so marvelous a meaning.

It's not the decorations or gifts to stay.
It's that ecstatic feeling on Christmas morn..
The gathering for fellowship on that special eve.
It's the good wishes and a settling Peace...
Why can't it be all year?

Tuesday, February 16, 2010





A Time for Quiet...




Ezra 7:10 (New International Version)


10 For Ezra had devoted himself to the study and observance of the Law of the LORD, and to teaching its decrees and laws in Israel.

 
 
"The Bridge to a New Life:


Religion vs. Inspired Living"


The Word can truly come Alive! There is a bridge that can carry us from
study to action resulting in inspired living. This is a new experience, I am convinced, for most of us Christians. Jesus said " I am the way the truth and the life, no man cometh to the Father but by me." Do we really think that we can build another bridge to God? As Paul said " the foundation has been laid in the cornerstone of Jesus Christ." The seed has been planted for us to water.

Ezra set his heart on studying, learning, and sharing. We can do no less as ambassadors for Christ. Paul trained in Jewish Law. He was very learned, but he discovered the difference between knowledge of Christ and "knowing" Christ. Paul suffered extreme hardship for the further spreading of a Gospel so dynamically revealed to him on the road to Damascus.

Do we worship what Jesus said or do we " do works worthy or our repentance." Not works necessary for our Salvation, but works showing our love for Christ.

Eternal life is a mysterious and marvelous actuality. It is hard for our human minds to understand and we have no problem attributing it to a divine power. Thus, our works should stem from thanksgiving and not in an effort for authenticity. We have been made right before God by Jesus' act on the Cross.

Exalting Christ is more than reading about him. Following Christ is more than lip service or a "side dish." It must become the main course or all else becomes spoiled. Either way the check comes due. We can attempt payment with and empty wallet or walk freely past the check out marked "paid in full"

The object of our faith should be a new level of life. One marked by a victory over death. The bridge to get there is a new level of commitment. The water running beneath that bridge is that which quenches forever. The food on the other side is nourishment for the spirit. Our final residence: one of continuous joy and peace.

We shall not cease
To praise
Our God
And to share with others the good news.
Those whose
Plight may have been more or less
But those
Who confess
Just as we have...
Jesus is Lord. God is Love

The Holy Spirit indwells...
Indeed
We raise our voices
And claim the promise
Of His presence...
The essence
Of an ever increasing love
Born out of mercy and Grace.

It’s a place
Of rest...
In the palm of his hand.
On Christ...the solid rock we stand...

Amen.

Monday, February 15, 2010

A Time for Quiet....

1 Chronicles 4:40 (NIV)
40 They found rich, good pasture, 
and the land was spacious, peaceful and quiet....

                 
The richness of our land
holds forth breathtaking views.
Our time with special ones..
Those we choose
to reside close to our hearts
Those whose bring quiet and joy...
and become such a major part
of our day...
leading us to a "holding" instead
of "holding on."

"EXCEPT"
Except for the secrets one holds dear to heart.
Except for the tender love one might share.
This world might well be one easy to part...
except for the hope there will be one who cares.

Except for the sea breeze and stars up high.
Except for the smile a loved one might wear.
This world might be one left with a sigh...
except for the hope there will be one who cares.

Except for the gentle rain or snow covered ground.
Except for the loving touch of a mother so dear.
This world would be so very loosely bound...
except for the hope there will be one who cares.

Except for the reminder each day that we live
Except for the hand extended by the Son
This world would be one with little desire to give
Except for the victory so costly won.

Except for the hold of God on lives
Except for the relationships forever we treasure
This world would hold little if any final prize.
Except for the love of God without measure.

Then if exceptions mark days
And hope marks each hour
This world holds so much for so many...
When faced for His glory and experienced in His power.
May God work with us out of His marvelous Grace



As we face
Each day...
Thankful for our blessings
And holding dearly to His promise
To be with us...even until the end of the age.



Amen and Amen

Monday, February 8, 2010

 A Tme for Quiet...

Love’s Promise
Wayne Watkins


BACKGROUND PASSAGE: Hosea 14:1-9

INTRODUCTION to the lesson: (This suggestion might work well with MEDIAN ADULTS, since many have family members in nursing home facilities.)

Say: Next to our promise to God, there is no greater promise than the one we make to our spouse. Recently the Houston Chronicle reported in the "Lifestyle" section the story of Sam and Kay Perlin. The article is called "For Katie’s sake."

Sam and Kay have been married for over 58 years. Recently Kay had to be moved to a nursing home and Sam’s promise to care for her "in sickness and in health" is just as strong as ever. Three times a day Sam goes to the nursing home and feeds his "Katie." At breakfast, lunch, and dinner, everyday, Sam feeds "Katie" slowly making the most of their moments together. Each time Sam goes to the nursing home, he stays for about two hours. Then at the end of the day, he brushes "Katie’s" false teeth and tells her good night.

In the article, Katie says, "When I see him come in my whole world changes. Sammy is terrific. They don’t come any better."
"
Source: Houston Chronicle, Section E page 1, 2 and 4, July 29, 2001


As one who is lucky enough to have a wife like Sam...Valentine's Day becomes so much
more special now than ever.  Such love and caring is far more than man could ever create. it's a Godsend through the Son.  Jesu established a new love "agape".  It can only be discovered and honored each day...but especially on the day of Love.

Make this Valentine's Day more than a card or even jewelry and candy.
O that is a fine gift, but give it from the heart with a special word of thanks
to that spouse, or special friend, whose world changes with each smile
and each kind word and geture.

Let all who spend one minute starting love spend a lifetime helping it to grow.


Lord....
Help us to find the right words
to show we care.
Grant that they not
be left unheard...

Amen...
Love’s Promise
Wayne Watkins
BACKGROUND PASSAGE: Hosea 14:1-9

INTRODUCTION to the lesson: (This suggestion might work well with MEDIAN ADULTS, since many have family members in nursing home facilities.)

Say: Next to our promise to God, there is no greater promise than the one we make to our spouse. Recently the Houston Chronicle reported in the "Lifestyle" section the story of Sam and Kay Perlin. The article is called "For Katie’s sake."

Sam and Kay have been married for over 58 years. Recently Kay had to be moved to a nursing home and Sam’s promise to care for her "in sickness and in health" is just as strong as ever. Three times a day Sam goes to the nursing home and feeds his "Katie." At breakfast, lunch, and dinner, everyday, Sam feeds "Katie" slowly making the most of their moments together. Each time Sam goes to the nursing home, he stays for about two hours. Then at the end of the day, he brushes "Katie’s" false teeth and tells her good night.

In the article, Katie says, "When I see him come in my whole world changes. Sammy is terrific. They don’t come any better."

Source: Houston Chronicle, Section E page 1, 2 and 4, July 29, 2001

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Have you found that quiet place...

I hope you will.

I hope it’s quiet and still.

I hope it’s every bit as real...

as the sun.



Have you spent that special moment.

I hope you do.

With someone who

is among the very few....

who become as one.



Have you held that unique partner

I hope today

And that you’ll say

words that come the way...

Of the heart.



Have you sought the solace of morn

I hope this sunrise.

And that your caring eyes

Will thus surmise...

The canvas of the painter...God.



And then as light comes forth...

A new feeling sets within...

One you yearn to share or send...

Something special...a loving thought.

A Time for Quiet...

Have you found that quiet place...
I hope you will.

I hope it’s quiet and still.

I hope it’s every bit as real...
as the sun.

Have you spent that special moment.

I hope you do.
With someone who
is among the very few....
who become as one.

Have you held that unique partner

I hope today
And that you’ll say
words that come the way...
Of the heart.

Have you sought the solace of morn

I hope this sunrise.
And that your caring eyes
Will thus surmise...

The canvas of the painter...God.

And then as light comes forth...
A new feeling sets within.
One you yearn to share or send...

Something special...a loving thought.

Friday, February 5, 2010

The Workmanship of God!

A Time for Quiet...
Ephesians 2:8-10 (New International Version)



8For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— 9not by works, so that no one can boast. 10For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.




In His Image...and for His good pleasure!

O what a world. How anyone can not believe in God is just as far beyond me as the clouds and the marvelously blue sky.

Lead me far above the clouds…
Far from any trace of worldly existence.
Out to where the clouds are topped only by God'swondrous and seemingly endless blue.

All so I can renew
All so I can renew
an old faith.
Drifting slowly out toward the horizon
Emitting silent tranquility…
an air of amazement controls.
The body loses weight and the mind
is bewildered by a massive display of space.

I enjoy the solitude.
All men should set aside
time examining the mind.
Should not a man exist for some
special impact rather than just routine.

Not so hard on oneself, however for
Indeed--worldly patterns often preclude
differences which produce individualism
and adventure.

Expand the mind to produce deafening sounds…
even as no words are even spoken.
One should study himself and his goals
grasping at even the most distant star.

For just as we deem God's sky endless…
So go the goals of man.

amen..

Monday, February 1, 2010

A Time for Love...for all ages!

A Time for Quiet...

I was just reading the February 1, 2010 devotional by Chuck Swindoll, Chancellor of Dallas Theological Seminary, and he noted February as "the month for love".

All of us, since our grade school days, remember getting that special valentine which meant someone cared for you in a special way.
Do you ever remember counting how many you got in your class to see who got the most.
Well, I want to humbly submit that numbers do not matter much anymore. It's just that special one who loves us..."warts and all."  I find there are certain cards, recognitions for that special valentine.

We find ourselves looking for the valentine with the large red heart, the ruffles around it and the full Cupid's arrow plunging deep within.  We boldly send forth the special message..." Be my Valentine".  It's reminiscent of the early notes in grammar school with the question "Do you like me?
Answer Yes or No (boxes included) and return.  It's also maybe best noted by the child to Mom.
It may be a show of love with a small hug or a special piece of valentines candy with special wording on it.

Later, we look for a bit smaller valentine but an asssociated gift from our hearts.  It could be candy, perhaps a friendship ring of sorts, or even a feeble attempt to share our feelings in words.

Ah, then we become far more serious with our declaration and accompany it with our dedication to the relationship that is ours.  Yes, those declarations may just be noted by that single diamond.  We have moved beyond the two sharing of valentines to yes, man's position of you better not forget.

Then, comes the most beautiful valentine of all. It requires no card, nor does it even require the gift.  You see the gift is and has been each other and continues to grow like a rose colored bloom
in the midst of a marvelous summer.  It's that time that 1 Cor. 13 develops it's full meaning, for love conquers all.

1If I speak in the tongues[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,[b] but have not love, I gain nothing.



4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.



13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Let love surround us this designated month from one to another,
child to mother
sister to brother
husband to wife
wife to husband
with the knowledge that it's wonderful life
to love
and to be loved.
the final embrace with be with our God
who brought forth an unphathomable love of all.

Study Leader

Study Leader
Rex, a dog on loan from my brother

About Me

My photo
Farmville, Eastern/North Carolina, United States
Gary Roberts is a born again believer in Jesus Christ and one who cherishes study, words, and teaching. He is retired on disability, but looks to each day as a special time to study. Gary is currently a member of Fountain Baptist Church. Past relationships with Aversboro Road Baptist - Garner, NC and Holly Hill Baptist - Burlington, NC have been very rewarding with a teaching and card ministry. Thus, Gary's background is conservative Southern Baptist. His beliefs nor his teaching are politically motivated and only a love for the Lord and His Word is at the forefront.

Favorite Study Tools

  • PC Study Bible - NIV, RSV, NKJ
  • Bible Dictionary
  • Nave's Commentary
  • Vines Commentary
  • Herbert Locklear: All the Teachings of Jesus
  • Matthew Henry Commentary of
  • Layman's Bible Book Commentaries
  • Broadman Commentaries
  • Haley's Bible Handbook
  • Strong's Concordance

Useful Links

  • Useful Links
  • http://www.spurgeon.org/