Tuesday, July 27, 2010


There are countless times we ask God for things, stuff, miracles. God loves it when we ask for something, when we rely on him for everything. He is our father, our heavenly father. There are many things I have asked God for. It is so easy to ask. Though the problem is we forget he knows everything already and he has a plan for anything. He has a plan for you. He knows just what he is doing. His timing is best. I may ask him for a miracle and sometimes I may go back and question him as to why he didn't give me a miracle and Why he didn't answer my prayer, but is that really fair to God?

The poem below is a story of a little boy. A little boy who didn't live very long after he was born. We were praying for him, praying for a miracle. Just not the miracle God wanted to give us. He chose to take that little boy home to raise him up directly in his presence. Though it wasn't what we asked, though we never saw the healing we wanted...I believe sometimes we need to stop and realize that just because our loved ones don't live, doesn't mean they were not healed. God loves us all so much. He wants us all to be with him. We need to consider it an honour when God chooses to take someone to live in Heaven with him instead of letting them grow up with us. We may weep, we may mourn, but in the end they are with God. In the end why not rejoice? In the end God loved him more then we ever could.

The following poem focuses on a type of healing we don't think enough about. We don't exactly get to see this little boy healed and fully restored, running with his savoir, but God healed him. In, fact I believe that right now, at this very moment, he just couldn't be happier. No more pain, no suffering, no fear, no crying or tears. He is dancing with angels, singing and laughing with the king of kings. Could we ask for much more?

Heaven has received a special gift
A little infant boy
Cute, cuddly, and very sweet
He brings God so much joy

Ever more in God’s presence
Forever in God’s arms
The angels sing him lullabies
And rock him back and forth

Always may he be
A very special boy
May it never be forgotten?
How safe and content he is
In our Lord and saviors arms of
Love and compassion

Laying down his little head
Across Jesus’ chest
He dreams sweet dreams
And plays and laughs
As little boys do best

Energy explodes from his body
As his tiny legs get up and run
He now plays on Heaven’s streets
Paved with golden paving stones

Down he looks to the earth
Through the window of your house
He sees his parents a little sad
But rejoicing greatly
For now their little boy
Is finally home to grow up
Forever in God’s house
Healed and free

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Jesus Loves Me

Simple and powerful...I was huuming this song to myself one day last week when I suddenly got the urge to find out more about it...I absolutely love the first verse but I googled the song online only to find there are actually five verses and all equally as powerful. If you don't know the story behind this powerful song, it was written by a women who was asked to write something for a dying boy to cheer him up. Isn't it amazing how the simple things in life can end up being the most life changing. Here is the rest of this most beloved song. Read it and ponder it. It just might stir something up in you. It certainly did for me.

Jesus loves me! This I know,
For the Bible tells me so.
Little ones to Him belong;
They are weak, but He is strong.


“Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
The Bible tells me so.

“Jesus loves me! This I know,
As He loved so long ago,
Taking children on His knee,
Saying, ‘Let them come to Me.’

Repeat Refrain

“Jesus loves me still today,
Walking with me on my way,
Wanting as a friend to give
Light and love to all who live.

Repeat Refrain

“Jesus loves me! He who died
Heaven’s gate to open wide;
He will wash away my sin,
Let His little child come in.

Repeat Refrain

“Jesus loves me! He will stay
Close beside me all the way;
Thou hast bled and died for me,
I will henceforth live for Thee.

Repeat Refrain

(Note: this next stanza from the original is commonly omitted in hymnals)

“Jesus loves me! Loves me still,
Though I’m very weak and ill,
That I might from sin be free
Bled and died upon the tree.”