Topic: COFFEEHOUSE CHAT FOR CHRISTIANS - part 3 | |
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Oh Tiffa that is good news. God bless your parents. How awful that it has to take so long, but thank God it is done. I bet you must really want to celebrate. You read the Narnia books, now don't forget, not a word to wouldee |
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Hello,
Just wanted to say hi to all those here. so far this site is amazing and I just had to introduce myself. I found this forum and it was refreshing to see it here. |
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Hi Dea, Welcome to the site, and to the coffeehouse. Have you seen the New Members Welcome forum. That is also a good place to introduce yourself and meet people. I do hope you enjoy being here and make a lot of good friends. All the best. Britty |
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“For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” Ephesians 2:10 (NIV) |
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I love that letter to the Ephesians, too.
Ephesians 6:7,8. With good will doing service, as to the Lord, and not to men : Knowing that whatsoever good thing any man doeth, the same shall he receive of the Lord, whether he be bond or free. and verse 9 is also a reminder to those given much in this world... And ye masters, do the same thing unto them, forbearing threatening : knowing that your Master also is in heaven ; neither is there respect of persons with him. |
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Edited by
wouldee
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Tue 06/24/08 09:25 PM
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OK ...one more
I get in the spirit and it just starts to multiply. 1 Thessalonians 5 : 11-13. Wherefore comfort yourselves together, and edify one another, even as also you do. And we beseech you, brethren, to know them which labor among you, and are over you in the Lord, and admonish you ; And to esteem them very highly in love for their work's sake. And be at peace among yourselves. |
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Edited by
wouldee
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Tue 06/24/08 09:24 PM
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This work's thing has gotten me.
Here is a bit about spiritual works and carnal needs not being the same, but that things needful for the body are also not to be ignored. One is works for necessity and the other is works for love. 2 Thessalonians 3:7-12. For yourselves know how you ought to follow us : for we behaved not ourselves disorderly among you ; Neither did we eat any man's bread for nought ; but wrought with labor and travail night and day, that we might not be chargeable to any of you : Not because we have not power, but to make ourrselves examples unto you to follow us. For even when we were with you, this we commanded you, that if any would not work, neither should he eat. For we hear that there are some which walk among you disorderly, working not at all, but are busybodies. Now them that are such we command and exhort by our Lord Jesus Christ, that with quietness they work, and eat their own bread. 13) But ye, brethren, be not weary in well doing. peace, love and grace to all. |
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Thank you honey for sharing that. Peace is good. 1 Thessalonians 5.14 "And we urge you brothers, warn those who are idle, encourage the timid, help the weak, be patient with everyone." |
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mmm honey, I posted that before seeing your last post. |
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you feel it too.
God bless your heart. |
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you know it dear.
Time for a song before I say goodnight. The Voice of Truth from Casting Crowns. Oh,what I would do to have the kind of faith it takes To climb out of this boat I'm in Onto the crashing waves To step out of my comfort zone Into the realm of the unknown Where Jesus is, And he's holding out his hand But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed The waves they keep on telling me time and time again "Boy, you'll never win, you'll never win." But the voice of truth tells me a different story the voice of truth says "do not be afraid!" and the voice of truth says "this is for my glory" Out of all the voices calling out to me I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth Oh, what I would do to have the kind of strength it takes To stand before a giant with just a sling and a stone Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors shaking in their armor Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed The giant keeps on telling me time and time again "Boy you'll never win, you'll never win." But the voice of truth tells me a different story the voice of truth says "do not be afraid!" and the voice of truth says "this is for my glory" Out of all the voices calling out to me I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth But the stone was just the right size to put the giant on the ground and the waves they don't seem so high from on top of them looking down I will soar with the wings of eagles when I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus singing over me But the voice of truth tells me a different story The voice of truth says do not be afraid And the voice of truth says this is for my glory Out of all the voices calling out to me (calling out to me) I will choose to listen and believe (I will choose to listen and believe) I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth I will listen and believe I will listen and believe the voice of truth I will listen and believe 'Cause Jesus you are the voice of truth And I will listen to you.. oh you are |
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Saw another sign on a church. "God answers kneemail."
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That's kind of a cute sign. |
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hey late nighters.
today I had a tear in my eye.... well, actually a silent weeping thing.... something like endearment or a shared emotion it had this line in it, "cause she thinks I can rope the moon" gotta love country music. |
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Rope The Moon (John Michael Montgomery)
I don't have a lot to show For these years of hard work If you look at what I own Well she's always telling me To hold onto my dreams Even when my hope is gone Some may say that dreaming's Just for fools There are times I thought That might be true, but CHORUS She thinks I could rope the moon In her life there is nothing I can't do When I think it's out of reach She's the reason I still try She thinks I could rope the moon When I look at the sky But can't see through the clouds She shows me the brightest stars If I think of turning back 'Cause I'm having my doubts She tells me I've come so far Nothing in this world comes easily But I can't lose with her Right next to me CHORUS Oh, she thinks I could rope the moon |
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Edited by
TiffaIrishGirl
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Tue 06/24/08 10:34 PM
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love both the songs wouldee and britty..and now I must share my own because helping raise the two children that I now can call brother and sister I've come to quite fall in love with this random song I found while downloading other itunes...
"Find your Wings" Mike Harris It's only for a moment you are mine to hold The plans that heaven has for you Will all too soon unfold So many different prayers I'll pray For all that you might do But most of all I'll want to know You're walking in the truth And If I never told you I want you to know As I watch you grow Chorus: I pray that God would fill your heart with dreams And that faith gives you the courage To dare to do great things I'm here for you whatever this life brings So let my love give you roots And help you find your wings May passion be the wind That leads you through your days And may conviction keep you strong Guide you on your way May there be many moments That make your life so sweet Oh, but more than memories Chorus: It's not living if you don't reach for the sky I'll have tears as you take off But I'll cheer as you fly Chorus: I cry...happy/sad tears every time I hear this song, but I can't help but listening to it. I love it so much. If you get a chance listen to the song, I'm going to try to get it on my my..space it might be for my nephew and niece / bro and sis, but its fitting for my life too and I'm sure many of yours |
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Oh Tiffa that is good news. God bless your parents. How awful that it has to take so long, but thank God it is done. I bet you must really want to celebrate. You read the Narnia books, now don't forget, not a word to wouldee |
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So I did it ...I wrote an email to my old bosses/friends out in Wyoming. I just updated them on my dad's status and told them that I miss Wyoming but didn't tell them that I would soooo take a job if they wanted me back still. Because I'm still not quite sure If I would. I LOVED it out there and I've been praying and praying hard about what I should do...because I don't want to leave my family...but my heart yearns for Wyoming...So praying I must continue. I guess I'll see if they reply (they were kind of angry because last time I had to cancel my return trip there because I felt I needed to stay here and considering what had happened to my dad during the winter I'm glad I did...I would have hated to be out there during it...even though it did turn out okay). If they reply then I know they're the people I remember them to be and understand my reasons for last time...and I guess we'll see how it goes from there...
Sorry I had to post this...I guess I"m needing some help in my prayers... |
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Sorry ladies and gentlemen of the coffeehouse but I feel that I'm in a talkative mood tonight (lol I also find myself talking like I'm still reading Narnia...thats a huge novel to get an influence over the way you type...but hehehe...I think it might have helped this developed this poem...)
My Heart Yearns My Heart Yearns The Mountains and the streams The clear blue lakes and the matching skies Oh how I miss the wonders of God The Glory of His touch visible to all in this place A place where I just might see a glimpse of what’s beyond Of a little piece of heaven on this earth A place God has made sure human has preserved A place of beauty beyond that you can describe Oh how my Heart Yearns For the peace of the water lapping on the shore For the quiet of a silent walk in the moonlit glow For the wonder of such high and wondrous peaks Oh God! Where my heart yearns to be… Do I trust my heart? Or my mind? Because I yearn to return to that little piece of heaven on earth To see the mighty heights you’ve carved upon this place To see an eagle soar above the rivers Mighty and proud is the eagle Beautifully handmade by you, Our Lord Oh God! What do I do? I pray to ye, Lord. Just an answer in this My Heart Yearns…for God’s Country Tiffany P. |
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wow, Tiffany your poem is beautiful. I am going to save that in my collection. |
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