"Strengthen the Feeble Hands, Steady the Knees That Give Way."
Hope
Él Tiene Todo El Mundo
Jul 14th
Recuerdo cuando estaba mucho más joven y cantaba la canción infantil “Él Tiene Todo el Mundo en Sus Manos.” Yo estaba convencido, entonces, que esto era verdad y creía en un Dios grande que lo sabia todo y era lo suficientemente poderoso para cuidar de mí pasara lo que pasara. Lo recuerdo como si fuera ayer, necesitando creer que mis escasos esfuerzos no decidían mi destino. Era el más grande consuelo, entonces, creer que no importaba que tan oscuras las cosas se pusieran siempre habría un amanecer. Me consoló, entonces, saber que Él sostenía el mundo entero en Sus manos – y esto me consuela ahora.
Él tiene todo el mundo en Sus poderosas, amorosas manos. Él te tiene a ti y a mi hermano, a ti y a mi hermana en Sus manos. Él tiene los vientos y las lluvias en Sus manos. Él tiene el sol y la luna, la tierra y el mar, al rico y al pobre, al joven y al anciano, y muy seguramente, sin duda Él te tiene a ti y a mí en Sus manos. Podemos llamar a esto providencia, soberanía u omnipotencia, pero la Biblia lo llama amor. Él ahueca Sus manos y More >
More Than These
Feb 4th
(First published on www.crosswalk.com/singles)
I want to know. I have always wanted to know and I want to know everything!!! But in my singleness I wanted most of all to know why love tarried. I was under the impression that given enough information, given the right answers I would be able to cope with my loneliness and rest peacefully in God’s arms.
The truth is I would not understand were He to explain all things to me. I would not grasp the mind of God should He open to me the gates of heaven. And I realized that it was a relationship I craved and not knowledge. What I wanted was for the sadness to end, for love to present herself. Knowing would never keep me warm. Knowing would not end the loneliness.
The desire to know was my way of controlling, God. It was my way of harnessing the reckless nature of faith, of taming the mysterious God who causes the wind to blow. I won’t pretend that I don’t want to know why love shows me such disregard but the answer has ceased to be so important because I love Him and He loves me.
Our God loves us and desires to More >
We Need Not Shudder
Nov 19th
If we have only evolved, And no sin exists at all, If we are all there is, Then yes, we should shudder.
If the cross offered only temporary reprise, And if sin did not truly die, If life were not fully ours, Then yes, we should shudder.
If God’s love were not so pervasive, His truth not so transcendent, If His mercy were not so comprehensive, Then yes, we should shudder.
Insert—Grace
No, we did not evolve. And yes sin does exist. We are thankfully not all there is, And so, we need not shudder.
The cross did pay once for all. And yes, sin did truly die. Life is now eternally ours, And so, we need not shudder.
His love does the world embrace. And His truth does time outpace. His mercy does all things consider, And so, we need not shudder.
Truth… His grace is greater than our sin. His strength stronger than our weakness. His promises truer than our fears. And this, our anchor forever and ever. Amen!
Gal. 3:1-4, Phil. 1:6, Rom. 5:20
Copyright(C)2008 Hudson Russell Davis
ShareA Year I Was Not Promised
Jan 1st
Well, 2008 is upon us. How did you fare during 2007? You know my main saga for 2007 – being diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer and fighting same. Yet, I am thankful. I have been graciously given a whole year of extra life. I am thankful to be able to address you after these arduous months. I am thankful for the many cards, letters, phone calls, emails and prayers on my behalf. Make no mistake, these gifts were bestowed upon Olive as well. You see, it is just as hard for her. I have the physical she has the mental anguish. She does quite a lot to keep me in high spirits and properly nourished.
As I look back to February, when my illness was confirmed, I remember my first bouquet of flowers from one of our nieces. She had called early in the morning to express sadness, wish me strength as time progressed and her prayers. That afternoon we received flowers from her. Ironically, the flowers were delivered by a Florist with the same name as her sister. I received a phone call from her sister also.
I remember the first ‘Get Well’ card from the children living on each side of More >
