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Monday, 05 January 2009

  • Hmmmmm.....

    I have a confession to make.  I seriously just splurged on Starbucks!  And I am LOVING IT!  Bridget and I have about $30 in Starbucks gift cards to spend and I was tormented by thoughts of coffee on my way home from work today.

    SO, with that said, I am now enjoying a quad, grande, non-fat, upside down Caramel Machiatto.  That's four heavenly shots of espresso.  Yum!

    What's your favorite drink from the Bucks?  (Starbucks) 

    Enlighten me.

     

Saturday, 20 December 2008

  • Jesus Christ the Apple Tree

    Ok, you MUST take a moment and hear this heavenly song.  I have no idea how old it is or where it came from but I remembered it from my childhood this morning and found it again.  I am re-discovering these beautiful yet often un-played Christmas songs.  I'm going to meditate on this song today.  Thank you Jesus for speaking to me so clearly.  (And thank you dad for teaching me to appreciate beautiful music

     

    Lyrics

     The tree of life my soul hath seen
    Laden with fruit and always green
    The tree of life my soul hath seen
    Laden with fruit and always green
    The trees of nature fruitless be
    Compared with Christ the apple tree

    His beauty doth all things excel
    By faith I know but ne'er can tell
    His beauty doth all things excel
    By faith I know but ne'er can tell
    The glory which I now can see
    In Jesus Christ the apple tree.

    For happiness I long have sought
    And pleasure dearly I have bought
    For happiness I long have sought
    And pleasure dearly I have bought
    I missed of all but now I see
    'Tis found in Christ the apple tree.

    I'm weary with my former toil
    Here I will sit and rest a while
    I'm weary with my former toil
    Here I will sit and rest a while
    Under the shadow I will be
    Of Jesus Christ the apple tree.

    This fruit does make my soul to thrive
    It keeps my dying faith alive
    This fruit does make my soul to thrive
    It keeps my dying faith alive
    Which makes my soul in haste to be
    With Jesus Christ the apple tree.


     

Friday, 19 December 2008

Monday, 15 December 2008

  • Happy Birthday Bridget!

    My wonderful wife is 22 years old today!  Hooray!  I am so proud of Bridget for the woman that she is.  I am really amazed as I step back and look at her life.  Through thick and thin she continually demonstrates character and Christ-like living.

    In 22 Years:

    • Bridget has been through terrific difficulties in her family life beginning at the age of four. (Some of you may know more about these than others.)
    • Bridget has traveled abroad preaching the Gospel in five different nations. (Jamaica, Peru, India, Pakistan and the UAE)
    • Bridget is married.  (Since childhood she treasured the idea of saving herself for one man, her husband, and she did!)
    • Bridget is a mother.  Can I get all of you mothers out there to wave your hankies and testify!  Mothers seriously rock!
    • Bridget is smart and educated.  She is way smarter than me about a lot of things, this I readily admit.  Just 12 months from now she will be Bridget Ervasti, RN. 
    • Bridget is the best wife I could have ever asked for.  She serves without asking for things in return.  She truly loves and is dedicated to our family with her whole heart. 

    Bridget, I love you!     

     "Her children arise and call her blessed;
           her husband also, and he praises her:

     "Many women do noble things,
           but you surpass them all."

      Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
           but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.

      Give her the reward she has earned,
           and let her works bring her praise at the city gate."

    (Prov. 31:28-31)

     

Saturday, 13 December 2008

  • I've been wanting to post this poem since the day that I read it.  I was cut to my heart when I read it.  "Peace on earth, goodwill to men..." was always a common Christmas phrase I've heard for years but never had I thought that its origins were before the days of Longfellow.  Bells, trees, snow, presents and the like can have a sort of hypnotic effect on us all during these seasons and I love how the lyrics in this poem 'shake' us:

    I heard the bells on Christmas day
    Their old familiar carols play,
    And wild and sweet the words repeat
    Of peace on earth, good will to men.

    And thought how, as the day had come,
    The belfries of all Christendom
    Had rolled along the unbroken song
    Of peace on earth, good will to men.

    Till ringing, singing on its way
    The world revolved from night to day,
    A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
    Of peace on earth, good will to men.

    And in despair I bowed my head
    “There is no peace on earth,” I said,
    “For hate is strong and mocks the song
    Of peace on earth, good will to men.”

    Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
    “God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
    The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
    With peace on earth, good will to men.”

    Then from each black, accursed mouth
    The cannon thundered in the South,
    And with the sound the carols drowned
    Of peace on earth, good will to men.

    It was as if an earthquake rent
    The hearth-stones of a continent,
    And made forlorn, the households born
    Of peace on earth, good will to men.

    Listen Here

    How precious is the hope and peace of God!  In the midst of what is a tumultuous time for so many I pray that we all remember that "God is not dead, nor doth He sleep..."  Merry Christmas!  Our Hope is come!  May this song and these words stay in your heart during the months to come. 

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  • Oh, that my heart would beat for what God's heart does. I love my wife Bridget, my daughter Hannah and SOMETIMES I love our dog Lady. I dream about being used by God in great ways. I hope for and believe that those days are coming...or may already be here. I could eat Emeril's red beans and rice every day and I think that I'm secretly in love with Louisiana. WHO DAT!

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