Archives for July 2017

July 30, 2017   Jane’s Heart to Heart….  Pastor’s Help Mate

SACRED TEARS OF JOY

By Nathan Shipley Pierpont, copyright 1993

“I started writing this on Wednesday, the day after Elisabeth was born and managed to finish by Sunday in time for her first church service.Those of you who have experienced it know what I felt when I discovered the most natural love in the world, the love of your own child.”

Lissy’s Song

Look into those eyes, touch those tiny hands.

Her precious smile can lift a weight more than her daddy can.

As I hold her in my arms at night  and stand to pace the floor,

I look outside with tear-stained eyes and thank my gracious Lord.

“Sweetheart, Why are you crying?” I asked my wife to say.

It seemed so strange to see her tears on our little girl’s second day.

But she looked up with a smile and wiped the teardrops from her eyes,

And said, “The only tears I’ve shed today have been sacred tears of joy.

“I don’t know how to explain it.” my brother said one day,

“The feeling I get when I see them smile or sit and watch them play.

Or when daddy comes through the door at and night,

To hear them laugh and scream with delight,

I guess you”ll have to find out for yourself.”

They always said, there is nothing like it, now I know it’s true.

The sound of your sigh, the smell of your blanket, your heartwarming coo.

They always said there is nothing like it, now I know it’s true.

I could not see how I could love you much more than I do.

Oh, she’s Daddy’s girl, and Momma’s pride and joy.

Yet, sometimes I find I take the time to pray for someone’s little boy.

‘Cause it may be that God can see somewhere in this world

A little boy who will someday come and take the hand of Daddy’s little girl.

So guide his feet and save his soul, and protect him from this wicked world.

’Til the day he comes and wins the heart of Daddy’s little girl.

[Chorus]

And I look up in the sky at night and thank the Father of all that’s right

‘Cause Jesus heard your daddy’s prayer and gave me one like you

Jesus heard Mom and Daddy’s prayers and gave us one like you.

July 16, 2017   Jane’s Heart to Heart….  Pastor’s Help Mate

July 16, 2017   Jane’s Heart to Heart….  Pastor’s Help Mate

Occasionally I like to share from 300 Words

by Jon Swanson

(Nancy Kies Swanson’s husband – our Tom Kies’ son-in-law).

 

Asking for Wisdom.

July 3, 2017 Bible reading Jon Swanson

Here’s what James might have been saying in James 5:5-8:

 

James 5:5-8 (KJV)  5. Ye have lived in pleasure on 

the earth, and been wanton; ye have nourished your hearts, as in a day of slaughter.  6. Ye have condemned and killed the just; and he doth not resist you.  7. Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold, the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it, until he receive the early and latter rain.  8. Be ye also patient; stablish your hearts: for the coming of the Lord draweth nigh.“If anyone lacks wisdom, go ahead, ask God. Not for the answer but for the insight to weigh the answers, the capacity to decide. As my brother, our Savior, Jesus said, ‘ask and you will receive.” What I’ve discovered every time I’ve asked, is that God doesn’t scold me for asking. He doesn’t hold out on me or tease me. He simply gives wisdom.

Sometimes it’s in the next conversation I have. Sometimes it’s the next thought that comes to mind, an idea that I have neverhad before. Sometimes it’s like walking into a clearing in the woods and being able to think more clearly, to not be beset by the press of the trees. And in that moment of brightness, I can make a better choice.

“But If I don’t quiet myself to listen, if I ask and then keep running around asking everyone else. Or if I keep filling my mind with noise. Or if I keep pushing back from the table because I’m afraid of what I will hear, I get nothing.

“And here’s the thing. If I don’t pay attention, it’s gone. If I don’t move on that insight, if I don’t make a decision and follow through, if I linger in the space of being of two minds, I’m in trouble. Not ‘God will hate me’ trouble. But stuck trouble. Paralyzed trouble. Unable to move forward or backward trouble. I’ve never heard it said this way but it’s like being double-souled.”

After thinking about the confidence that James expresses about asking for wisdom, I have a challenge for us. What if we agreed, you and I, for the next week, to ask for wisdom and then act.

I don’t know your chaos, you don’t know mine. But we could try it for a few days. To get up in the morning, pour a cup of coffee and say, “I lack wisdom. I’m struggling to make choices. I’m asking.”

 

Proverbs 9:10

The fear of the LORD

is the beginning of wisdom,

and knowledge

of the Holy One

is understanding.

July 9, 2017   Jane’s Heart to Heart….  Pastor’s Help Mate

Saviour, Like A Shepherd Lead Us

One Christmas Eve, Ira D. Sankey was traveling by steamboat up the Delaware River.

Asked to sing, Mr. Sankey sang the Shepherd Song. After the song was ended, a man with a rough, weather-beaten face came up to Mr. Sankey and said: “Did you ever serve in the Union Army?”

“Yes,” answered Mr. Sankey, in the spring of 1860.

“Can you remember if you were doing picket duty on a bright, moonlit night in 1862?”

“Yes,” answered Mr. Sankey, very much surprised.

“So did I,” said the stranger, “but I was serving in the Confederate army. When I saw you standing at your post I said to myself: ‘That fellow will never get away from here alive.’ I raised my musket and took aim. I was standing in the shadow completely concealed, while the full light of the moon was falling upon you.”

“At that instant,” continued the singing, “ just as a moment ago, you raised your eyes to heaven and began to sing. Music, especially song, has always had a wonderful power over me, and I took my finger off the trigger. ‘Let him sing his song to the end,’ I said to myself. ‘I can shoot him afterward. He’s my victim at all events, and my bullet cannot miss him.’”

The singer continued: “But the song you sang then was the song you sang just now. I heard the words perfectly:

          

  “We are Thine, do Thou befriend us.  Be the guardian of our way.”

“Those words stirred up many memories in my heart. I began to think of my childhood and my God-fearing mother. She had many, many times sung that song to me. But she died all too soon, otherwise much in my life would no doubt have been different.

“When you had finished your song it was impossible for me to take aim at you again. I thought: ‘The Lord who is able to save that man from certain death must surely be great and mighty’ and my arm of its own accord dropped limp at my side.”

Saviour Like A Shepherd Lead Us

1. Saviour, like a shepherd lead us;

Much we need thy tender care;

In thy pleasant pastures feed us;

For our use thy folds prepare.

Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Thou has bought us thou we are.

Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Thou has bought us thou we are.

2.  We are Thine, do Thou befriend us,

Be the Guardian of our way;

Keep Thy flock, from sin defend us,

Seek us when we go astray:

Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Hear Thy children when they pray;

Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Hear Thy children when they pray.

3. Thou hast promised to receive us,

Poor and sinful tho’ we be;

Thou hast mercy to relieve us,

Grace to cleanse, and pow’r to free:

Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Early let us turn to Thee;

Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Early let us turn to Thee.

4. Early let us seek thy favor,

Early let us learn thy will;

Do thou, Lord, our only Saviour,

With thy love our bosoms fill.

Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Thou hast loved us, love us still.

Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Thou hast loved us, love us still.

July 2, 2017   Jane’s Heart to Heart….  Pastor’s Help Mate

A SPECIAL 4TH OF JULY

In the summer of 1954 the plant closed where my dad worked and  a co-worker and Christian friend at our church in Dowagiac, MI, gave my dad a lead to a job in Evanston, IL where they both got a job. This was a big move for me since the Evanston Township High  School was bigger than our small town.  It was a big adjustment for me though I loved the school and especially liked the Home Ec. program and the Art classes.   I was overwhelmed with the size. The church we attended did not have any girls and there were five boys in my Sunday School class and I was pretty shy.

At the beginning of summer in1955 my mother and I were heading out to go shopping together. I was going to be seventeen in August.  She knew I had a desire to honor the Lord with my life.  I was having a lot of back problems and I was looking for a full-time job and had decided to quit school and leave my part time job at Kresge’s.  I had found an office job, but when I gave my notice to my boss at Kresge’s he offered me a full-time job in the office. I attended a youth Bible Study with a Christian  girl l met at school and I did not really know any Christian boys, so I did not date.  A young man from the youth group of our former church in Dowagiac, MI  corresponded with me some and occasionally his parents would make the drive to see us on the weekend so that he and I could see one another. I decided to write to him and explained that I did not feel right about them making that trip, because I knew my feelings for him were not serious and I did not want to lead him on nor offend his parents.. When my mother inquired about it I told her I did not know how it would work out,  but  I thought the Lord was calling  me to ministry, possibly a pastor’s wife.  She said she would be praying with me concerning the future.

Our friends who gave my dad the job lead invited us to their Sunday School picnic on the fourth of July which totally changed the course of my life. It has always been such a joyful remembrance time for me. 

Pastor and I met at that picnic of a church in Deerfield IL where neither of us were members.  He was stationed at the Glenview Navel Air Station and was from Newark, OH. 

Though at the time I had no idea how the Lord would fulfill my dream of serving Him as a pastor’s wife, this day was the beginning of that plan. Less than a year passed and my parents ended up back in the same area that we had always lived and a  few years later my sister married that boy from our home church.

Yes, Our American heritage is important, but so is our personal spiritual heritage as a believer and as a family. Why not take some time this week to write down the spiritual heritage of your family?

“That they might set their hope in God,

and not forget the works of God,

but keep His commandments.” Psalms 78:7

This is a song I have sung many times It is my 4th of July tribute.

The Cross Is My Statue of Liberty 

Neil Enloe

In New York Harbor stands a lady,

With a torch raised to the sky;

And all who see her know she stands for,

Liberty for you and me.

I’m so proud to be called an American,

To be named with the brave and the free;

I will honor our flag and our trust in God,

And the Statue of Liberty.

On lonely Golgotha stood a cross, 

With my Lord raised to the sky;

And all who kneel there live forever,

As all the saved can testify.

I’m so glad to be called a Christian,

To be named with the ransomed and whole;

As the statue liberates the citizen,

So the cross liberates the soul.

Oh the cross is my Statue of Liberty,

It was there that my soul was set free;

Unashamed I’ll proclaim that a rugged cross,

Is my Statue of Liberty!