On Eagle's Wings

On Eagle's Wings
He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:29-31

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Sunday, May 29, 2016

Peaceful Sunday

Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, opening to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; drive the dark of doubt away;


Giver of immortal gladness, fill us with the light of day!





All Thy works with joy surround Thee, earth and heaven reflect Thy rays,
Stars and angels sing around Thee, center of unbroken praise.
Field and forest, vale and mountain, 



flowery meadow, 


flashing sea,


Singing bird



 and flowing fountain call us to rejoice in Thee.

Thou art giving and forgiving, ever blessing, ever blessed,
Wellspring of the joy of living, ocean depth of happy rest!



Below are pics of a field behind our fence filled with weeds and a few wildflowers. 



Saturday was a beautiful day bright with the sunshine we needed to help our flowers grow. This morning we were greeted again with thunder, lightning and heavy rain. It looks as though it will rain all day. What to do, what to do?

When I took Trudy out this morning, I saw this strange little sight and wondered what it was. A closer inspection told me that one of the dove's eggs hatched out and there might be a little baby up in the nest with her. The other little eggshell told a sad story. One of the babies did not make it. 




Little Mama

It's all part of life in our fallen world. God's creation now with storm clouds, weeds, death, and broken dreams. Thank God for His Son who has redeemed us from this broken world to replace the broken places with love, joy, peace and love!

Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, all who live in love are Thine;
Teach us how to love each other, lift us to the joy divine.

Mortals, join the happy chorus, which the morning stars began;
Father love is reigning o’er us, brother love binds man to man.
Ever singing, march we onward, victors in the midst of strife,
Joyful music leads us sunward in the triumph song of life.





Happy Sunday!



Joyful, Joyful
Words: Hen­ry J. van Dyke, 1907

6 comments:

  1. A beautiful post...have a happy Sunday. Still hot here in western NY, we did have a thunderstorm yesterday, did little to cool things off.

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  2. A lovely illustration of a wonderful old hymn. Sorry for the lost birdie, but hope the other baby thrives in that protected nest. Enjoy your day with nothing to do - seriously, enjoy it!!

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  3. Nonnie, I loved the sky pictures...well all but the sad bird picture. Some times I will find an egg that maybe didn't make it thru a wind or storm. Hope your weekend is peaceful. I have enjoyed the sunshine. Blessings, xoxo, Susie

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  4. Amazing sky photos. I love to watch the billowing clouds.

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  5. Beautiful photos...and I love how you tied it all together with our broken world....which seems to be getting more so each and every day. HOPE you enjoyed your Memorial Day weekend...have a great week.

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