The Son

These aren’t my words, they were sent to me in an email by a friend. So I do not know where they came from. But they are truly beautiful words.

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The SON     

This is great, take a moment to read it, it will make your day!   

The ending will surprise you.   

  Take my Son   

A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.

When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.   

About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.

He said, ‘Sir, you don’t know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly… He often talked about you, and your love for art.’ The young man held out this package. ‘I know this isn’t much. I’m not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.’

The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. ‘Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It’s a gift.’

The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.

On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. ‘We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?’

There was silence..

Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, ‘We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.’

But the auctioneer persisted. ‘Will somebody bid for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?’

Another voice angrily. ‘We didn’t come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh’s, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!

But still the auctioneer continued. ‘The son! The son! Who’ll take the son?’  

Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the long time gardener of the man and his son. ‘I’ll give $10 for the painting…’ Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.

‘We have $10, who will bid $20?’

‘Give it to him for $10. Let’s see the masters.’

The crowd was becoming angry. They didn’t want the picture of the son.

They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.

The auctioneer pounded the gavel. ‘Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!’

A man sitting on the second row shouted, ‘Now let’s get on with the collection!’

The auctioneer laid down his gavel. ‘I’m sorry, the auction is over.’

‘What about the paintings?’

‘I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings.

The man who took the son gets everything!’

God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: ‘The son, the son, who’ll take the son?’

Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything.

FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHOSO EVER BELIEVETH, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE…THAT’S LOVE

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I thought of His oh so great love for us, my throat got tight.

What more can I say?

Blessings to you

Trish

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God is good, no matter what happens

Had a visit to the doctor last Friday. The underlying problem is a long standing one, but it is getting worse. I may need to have more surgery which may not work or might make things worse. And on top of that I also have breathing problems related to my condition.

All in all a situation for worry and tears and what ever else.

Not so! It is for me a time of faith and rest in God. I know that many, many people are praying for me. I know that God is good and that He loves me.

So when I am in pain at night and sing songs speaking of the goodness of God, my faith is lifted, my spirit and heart rejoice in Him.

The apostle Paul and many others found this, I know I am finding it. Contentment with joy, no matter what the circumstances.

God is good to me,
O what love I see,
Jesus as a Lamb was slain.

He delivered me,
Cleansed and set me free,
Lord of all, He rose again.

Now I live,
Yet not I,
Jesus is alive in me.

Sending the Spirit’s flame,
Showers of latter rain,
God has poured His love on me.

My times are in His hands, I can rest secure no matter what happens.

Blessings to you all

Trish

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Bread, fruit and praise

I’m reading a book at the moment called ‘The Practice of Biblical Meditation’ by Campbell McAlpine. The chapter I have just finished talks about us being Bethlehemites.

The word Bethlehem means house of bread. We are to be children of this house, feeding on the sure word of God, the bread of heaven.

Another name for Behlehem was Ephratah. This word means fruitful. We are called to be fruitful children, showing forth love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, meekness, temperance and faith. And we are called to share this fruit with others so they to can be fruit-bearers and children of the house of bread.

And finally, Bethlehem is in Judah,  and Judah means praise. Our lives are to be filled with praise to God and of God.

Children of the house of bread, feeding on God’s word the bread of heaven, bearing fruit and praising God.

Will you join me in being a child of this house?

Trish

A Favourite Psalm

I love reading the Psalms, and singing them as well. There is simply so much in them about faith and life for us today.

Psalm 103 contains a song which I sing sometimes.

“Forget not all of His benefits,
Bless the Lord, O my soul!
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities,
Bless the Lord, O my soul!
Who healeth all thy diseases,
And crowneth thee with lovingkindness,
Who redeemeth thy life from destruction,
Bless the Lord, O my soul!

This is one of many pslams and songs that speaks of the goodness of the Lord God towards us. One that brings peace to my heart in the night when I find it hard to sleep. It reminds me that He did it all for me.

His offering of Himself was for my benefit, my forgiveness, my healing and my redemption.

Bless the LORD O my soul indeed!

Trish

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Church was great

Hi all! It is a beautifully cool and rainy morning here. Time is 6:50am on Monday 30th March. For some obscure reason I was just about to type September.

Church yesterday was great. All about the love of God towards us and how we are called to ‘Behold the Lamb’ who takes away the sin of the world. It is in Him we find our peace and life, in the midst of this world which seems to be falling apart around us. Many are hurting and in need of prayer and we can come to Him and pray for them.

Can you hear His still small voice calling to you? Even this still small voice does not speak lightly and we must take heed.

But this only takes us to a place of love and peace and rest. Even when difficult decisions must be made.

Did you know that as He prays for us we can join Him and pray for others? As He poured out Himself for us so we are called to pour out ourselves in prayer for others.

All part of finding peace and rest and love in Him who is our Peace and Rest and Who is Himself Love.

Blessings

Trish

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