When we all get to Heaven ...

I must admit I reminisce about the past more often than maybe I ought to.  I find the older I grow my mind reaches back to the memories of my yesteryears. And as I've sat sick in bed and on the couch the last few days too exhausted feeling to do more than make it to the kitchen or the bathroom .. I've found myself remembering back to a simpler time that I thoroughly enjoyed.

And one of those memories which I've shared on many occassions is singing hymns in Church growing up. As a young girl I found them endearing and of all the music I have ever encountered in my life .. Hymns have always stuck with me. I think it's because words are very important to me. Words can make or break, Can encourage or discourage, enlighten, empower, words can be full of passion, empathy, understanding, rejoicing ....and so on .. Words are powerful...

She opens her mouth in wisdom, And the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. Proverbs 31:26

²⁰ From the fruit of their mouth a person’s stomach is filled;
    with the harvest of their lips they are satisfied.

²¹ The tongue has the power of life and death,
    and those who love it will eat its fruit.

Proverbs 18: 20 - 21

 

For me Hymns have great meaning wrapped in them. They speak truth.. and carry a simple straight forward heartfelt message. 

When we all get to Heaven .. I can hear the entire congregation belting this one out on Sunday morning .. it didn't matter what your age this one song brought everyone to their feet, bellowing out the words and shouting out at the end "V - I - C - T - O - R - Y" .. Each person had the joy in their heart that one day that one special day when they left this earth and entered in to heaven that it would be without a doubt a day of rejoicing in heaven.  .. 

One day we'll all rejoice together ...

In the meantime I'll rejoice here thinking about the day I get to meet Jesus face to face .. 

For now I'll enjoy the life he has blessed me with here, The gifts he has bestowed on me, The blessings he has so generously given me, The lessons he has taught me, and how thankful I am to know him as my sweet saviour.

May you all have a beautiful and Blessed Sunday and week ahead.. 

 

May our prayer this week be: 

(  lyrics from another song)

                                              Make me a servant, Humble and meek,
                                             Lord, let me lift up those who are weak,
                                          And may the prayer of my heart always be:
                                                        Make me a servant today.

 

Wishing you all

Sweet Farmhouse Blessings

Sara