My Will Lost In Thine

Memories must enter the mind of every Mother on this day in May every year...babies brought into the world with such joy and plans made for their lives that could just not be broken...young hearts bound together into the life of the child....as they grow through each "stage" of life...being there to kiss the soreness away from a fall...is just the beginning...

To pray into their souls as you hold them in your arms and rock them to sleep that, as they do grow in your care, that their "will"...that you are trying so hard not to break but to mold....will be lost in Gods' will someday...

They don't know that. They may feel your prayers in their little hearts, somehow. Maybe, the comfort they have in being a family together, content with the little things that you do together, over time. But, for their will, to be lost in Jesus, is the ultimate joy to see!

So, it must be with us and God too...I don't really see myself as a "child" now...my Mom and Dad are both in heaven now, along with other wonderful people God put into my life growing up....but we are always children ... in Gods' eyes ....

Is my will really lost in Him?...it is a searching in my heart right now...

We watched a movie tonight with our precious daughter in law (oh how i wish we had another name for that! she is soooo much more in our hearts!) but that song was sung, in the beginning, and it rested in my ears and soul as the movie progressed, "Bella" beautiful she said in spanish...

I am not sure why God woke me to write this, to share the words of blind Fanny Crosby...it is an old, old song..we have all sung it through our lives...but,

Forget the tune and read the words....

There is something beyond the horizon rising in this land....be ready please and let your will be lost in His....please.... Blessings! Kari

I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith
And be closer drawn to Thee.

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Draw me nearer, nearer blessèd Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died.
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessèd Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,
By the power of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,

And my will be lost in Thine.

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O the pure delight of a single hour
That before Thy throne I spend,
When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God
I commune as friend with friend!

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There are depths of love that I cannot know
Till I cross the narrow sea;
There are heights of joy that I may not reach
Till I rest in peace with Thee.

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