Blessings unnumbered. Yesterday was the 35th birthday of my firstborn, Paul Loren Jackson, who has become a young man who dedicates himself to his Lord, his family, his students, his colleagues, his profession, his many friends, and to blessing others. Last night his orchestra hosted a group of 60 students from Lafayette High School in St. Louis, who played a concert with his kids at Astronaut High School. All this on his birthday!
Blessing #2. The salvation and love of…..
Uncanny the way this works. I was awake much of the very early morning, like 2:30 on, thinking about things I need to get done since Wednesdays are pretty much consumed by childcare. Here’s what Sarah Young says today in Jesus Calling: “Rest in my presence, allowing Me to take charge of this day. Do not bolt into the day like a racehorse suddenly released. Instead, walk purposefully with Me, letting Me direct your course one step at a time……
In my soon to be released book, From Embers to Whispering Woods, I have built an imaginary Christian resort-retreat center. For those of you suffering with the cold, I thought I’d show you one of the cozy rooms, one of my favorites, the Willow Room. I love watching renovation shows on TV where the ugly becomes beautiful. It’s the transformation which is so interesting to me. The cleaning out of the junk and the replacement of the new. That’s what…..
I’d rather not think that we can celebrate love only once a year, at the behest of Hallmark and other commercial entities who would harp otherwise. Ev and I have been guilty of standing before a card counter and reading some of the offerings, and saying, “If I were buying one, it would be this one!” Often it would be a silly one, or one committing such purple prose nonsense that it makes us laugh. We don’t buy valentine’s day…..
From my favorite hymn: “Praise ye the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation! O my soul, praise Him, for He is they health and salvation!”
Finally feeling better after my bouts of bronchitis, stomach bug, intestinal bug, another cold, and major back wrench–this morning I’m able to say, “Thank You, Lord, perhaps I’m healing and can get on with life!”
I am quite sure there is noting quite so humbling as being so sick that one cannot lift head…..