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Cleaning house for 2017

31 lørdag des 2016

Posted by astridterese in Dikt, Tro

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cleaning house, Dikt, faith, new year, nytt år, poem, poetry

Last week I threw out worrying, it was getting old and in the way.

It kept me from being me; I couldn’t do things God’s way.

I threw out a book on MY PAST
(Didn’t have time to read it anyway).

Replaced it with NEW GOALS, started reading it today.

I threw out hate and bad memories,
(Remember how I treasured them so)?

Got me a NEW PHILOSOPHY too, threw out the one from long ago.

Brought in some new books too, called I CAN, I WILL, and I MUST.

Threw out I might, I think and I ought.
WOW, you should’ve seen the dust.

I ran across an OLD FRIEND, I hadn’t talked to in a while.

His name is GOD the Father, and I really like His style.

He helped me to do some cleaning and added some things Himself.

Like PRAYER, HOPE, FAITH and LOVE,
Yes… I placed them right on the shelf.

I picked up this special thing and placed it at the front door.
I FOUND IT– it’s called PEACE.. Nothing gets me down anymore.

Yes, I’ve got my house looking nice.
Looks good around the place.

For things like Worry and Trouble there just isn’t any space.

It’s good to do a little house cleaning,
Get rid of the things on the shelf.

It sure makes things brighter; maybe you should try it your self.
Be blessesed an be a blessing to somone else.

May the Lord open the windows of heaven and pour you out a blessing that
you will not have room enough to receive it all.
May the Lord bless you exceedingly abundantly above all you could ever
Hope for.

jul-2017

Rules from God

01 søndag jul 2012

Posted by astridterese in Tro

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bønn, Christianity, faith, God, Gud, prayer, tro

1. Wake Up !! Decide to have a good day.
“Today is the day the Lord hath made; let us rejoice and be glad in it” Psalms 118:24

2. Dress Up !! The best way to dress up is to put on a smile. A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks. “The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at outward appearance; but the Lord looks at the heart.” I Samuel 16:7

3. Shut Up!! Say nice things and learn to listen. God gave us two ears and one mouth, so He must have meant for us to do twice as much listening as talking. “He who guards his lips guards his soul.” Proverbs 13:3

4. Stand Up!! For what you believe in. Stand for something or you will fall for anything.. “Let us not be weary in doing good; for at the proper time, we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good…” Galatians 6:9-10

5. Look Up !! To the Lord.
“I can do everything through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13

6. Reach Up !! For something higher. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not unto your own understanding. In all your ways, acknowledge Him, And He will direct your path.” Proverbs 3:5-6

7. Lift Up !! Your Prayers.
“Do not worry about anything; Instead pray about everything.” Philippians 4:6

The Night Jesus Came

23 lørdag jun 2012

Posted by astridterese in Dikt, Tro

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Dikt, faith, poem, poetry, tro

It was the night Jesus came
and all through the house,
not a person was praying,
not one in the house .
The Bible was left
on the shelf without care,
for no one thought
Jesus would come there.

The children were dressing
to crawl into bed,
not once ever kneeling
or bowing their head..
And Mom in the rocking chair
with babe on her lap,
was watching the Late Show
as I took a nap …

When out of the east
there rose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet
to see what was the matter …
Away to the window
I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutters
and lifted the sash ….

When what to my wondering
eyes should appear,
but Angels proclaiming
that Jesus was here.
The light of His face
made me cover my head…
was Jesus returning
just like He’d said …

And though I possessed
worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him
in spite of myself …
In the Book of Life
which he held in his hand,
was written the name
of every saved man …

He spoke not a word
as he searched for my name,
when He said ‘it’s not here’
My head hung in shame…

The people whose names
had been written with love,
He gathered to take
to his Father above …
With those who were ready
He rose without sound,
while all of the others
were left standing around…

I fell to my knees
but it was too late,
I’d waited too long
and thus sealed my fate …
I stood and I cried
as they rose out of sight,
Oh, if only I’d known
that this was the night ….

In the words of this poem
the meaning is clear
the coming of Jesus
is now drawing near…
There’s only one life
and when comes the last call,
We’ll find out that the Bible
was true after all.

The Holy Alphabet

31 tirsdag mai 2011

Posted by astridterese in Bilder, Dikt, Tro

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Bilder, Dikt, faith, God, Gud, poem, poetry, tro. pictures

Although things are not perfect
Because of trial or pain
Continue in thanksgiving
Do not begin to blame
Even when the times are hard
Fierce winds are bound to blow
God is forever able
Hold on to what you know
Imagine life without His love
Joy would cease to be
Keep thanking Him for all the things
Love imparts to thee
Move out of “Camp Complaining”
No weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do alone
Quit looking at the future
Redeem the time at hand
Start every day with worship
To “thank” is a command
Until we see Him coming
Victorious in the sky
We’ll run the race with gratitude
Xalting God most high
Yes, there’ll be good times and yes some will be bad, but…
Zion waits in glory…where none are ever sad!

“I am too blessed to be stressed!” The shortest distance between a
problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the
floor. The one who kneels to the Lord can stand up to anything.

The 7-ups

09 lørdag okt 2010

Posted by astridterese in Tro

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bibelvers, Bible, Christianity, dress-up, faith, Filliperne, Galaterbrevet, galatians, God, Ordspråkene, philippians, Proverbs, psalms, Salmene, Samuel, tro, wake up

1. Wake Up !!

Decide to have a good day.
‘This is the day the Lord hath made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.’
Psalms 118:24

2. Dress Up !!

The best way to dress up is to put on a smile.
A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.
‘The Lord does not look at the things man looks at.
Man looks at outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.’
I Samuel 16:7

3. Shut Up!!

Say nice things and learn to listen.
God gave us two ears and one mouth,
so He must have meant for us to do twice as much listening as talking.
‘He who guards his lips guards his soul.’
Proverbs 13:3

4. Stand Up!!

. . . for what you believe in.
Stand for something or you will fall for anything.
‘Let us not be weary in doing good; for at the proper time,
we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.
Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good…’
Galatians 6:9-10

5. Look Up !!

. . to the Lord.
‘I can do everything through Christ who strengthens me’.
Philippians 4:13

6. Reach Up !!

. . for something higher.
‘Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and lean not unto your own understanding.
In all your ways, acknowledge Him, and He will direct your path.’
Proverbs 3:5-6

7. Lift Up !!

. . your Prayers.
‘Do not worry about anything; instead
Pray about everything.’
Philippians 4:6

Precious Lord, lead me home

07 lørdag aug 2010

Posted by astridterese in Å være menneske, Musikk, Tro

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Christianity, faith, God, Gud, kristendom, precious Lord lead me home, sang, Thomas A. Dorsey, tro

Jeg fant denne historien, skrevet av Thomas Andrew Dorsey, og syntes den var så sorgfull og trist, men vakker, at jeg ville dele den. (Hele historien er Dorseys ord og ikke mine men jeg har ikke lagt den ut som sitat siden en hel historie i sitat form ville bli litt vanskelig å lese.)

Back in 1932, I was 32 years old and a fairly new husband. My wife, Nettie and I were living in a little apartment on Chicago’s Southside. One hot August afternoon I had to go to St. Louis, where I was to be the featured soloist at a large revival meeting. I didn’t want to go. Nettie was in the last month of pregnancy with our first child. But a lot of people were expecting me in St. Louis. I kissed Nettie good-bye, clattered downstairs to our Model A and in a fresh Lake Michigan breeze, chugged out of Chicago on Route 66.

However, outside the city, I  discovered that in my anxiety at leaving, I had forgotten my music case. I wheeled around and headed back. I found  Nettie sleeping peacefully. I hesitated by her bed… something was strongly telling me to stay. But eager to get on my way and not wanting to disturb Nettie, I shrugged off the feeling and quietly slipped out of the room with my music.

The next night, in the steaming St. Louis heat, the crowd called on me to sing again and again. When I finally sat down a messenger boy ran up with a Western Union telegram. I ripped open the envelope. Pasted  on the yellow sheet were the words:  YOUR WIFE JUST  DIED.

People were happily singing and clapping around me but I could hardly keep from crying  out. I rushed to a phone and called home. All I  could hear on the other end was “Nettie is dead. Nettie is dead.”

When I got back I learned that Nettie had given birth to a boy. I swung between grief and joy. Yet that night the baby died. I buried Nettie and our little boy together in the same casket. Then I fell apart. For days I closeted myself. I felt that God had done me an injustice. I didn’t want to serve Him any more or write gospel songs.

I just wanted to go back to that jazz world I once knew so well. But then as I hunched alone in that dark apartment those first sad days, I thought  back to the afternoon I went to St. Louis.  Something kept telling me to stay with Nettie. Was that something God? Oh, if I  had paid more attention to Him that day, I would have stayed and been with Nettie when she died.

From that moment on I vowed to listen more closely to Him. But still I was lost in grief. Everyone was kind to me especially a friend, Professor Fry, who seemed to know what I  needed. On the following Saturday evening he took me up to Malone’s Poro College, a neighborhood music school. It was quiet, the  late evening sun crept through the curtained windows. I sat down at the piano and my hands began to browse over the keys. Something happened to me then. I felt at peace. I felt as though I could reach out and touch God. I found myself playing a melody, once into my head the words just seemed to fall into place:

Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, let me stand!  I  am tired, I am weak, I am worn, through the storm, through the night lead me on to the light, Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.

The Lord gave me these words and melody. He also healed my spirit. I learned that when we are in our deepest grief, when we feel farthest from God, this is when He is closest and when we are  most open to His restoring power.

And so I go on living for God willingly and joyfully until that day comes when He will take me and gently lead me home.

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