No, not an express over-night delivery service- a Dear Husband Letter.
i have seen blogs that call them HTB (Husband to Be letters) but i liked DHL better. =)
You see i have been writing "him" for almost 12 years now! (that is so hard to believe!) i have kept notebooks of thoughts and prayers for him, dreams and hopes to do with him. Some of them make me smile- when i look at the things that were important to me at 13. My growth is portrayed in the change of my handwriting and topics, along with the situations that surrounded me.
i dont write as often as i would like, but my thoughts and prayers are with him daily. This world is becoming steadily more difficult for a man to be not only a manly-man, but one after God's own heart.
This morning at church, through a conversation with one of the older gentlemen, we got to talking about his wife. He would praise her and talk of the things they have learned together. He said, "A happy wife makes for a good life!" i smiled and mentioned wanting that. He grabbed my hand and said, "Well, lets pray for him!" Right there in the back of my little church, this man, though i dont know him well, was praying for me, and my husband. i could not repeat his prayer, for i dont remember it verbatim, but it touched my heart.
God sent Mr. D to me today. i know that there are plenty of people praying for me and my husband, but they all know me! Here this man moved at the prompting of God's Spirit, and blessed me!
God does have a man for me. i dont know where he is, but God does! One day, soon maybe, we will be together, and i will be able to blog my story! For now, i shall continue to write my DHLs...
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Book Surfing
i mentioned in my last post about watching/playing with T and MG.
Well, i had to share something that T did last night.
We were in the play room and i looked over and he was standing on a book. Instead of fussing at him to get off, i asked if he was surfing.
He looked at me as if i was from Mars, but said "I dont know how to surf!"
So, feeling a bit like Drea from Secret Adventures, i painted the scene around him.
The warm sun, cool, clear water, and the awesome waves begging for us to ride them!
We laid on our bellies and "paddled" out to where the BIG waves were breaking.
After getting ready, we would look behind us as the monster waves would lift us on the aqua-roller-coaster ride!
After catching so many perfect waves, i thought it would be fun to have a "wipe out"
After standing on our books, er umm, boards, we tumbled into the water below.
Reaching the shore, i shivered and T started bobbing up and down with his head to one side. Mind you, he is 2 1/2- i asked what he was doing, and he simply stated that he had "wader in my ear"
And here i was thinking that imagination was lost on this generation! =)
Well, i had to share something that T did last night.
We were in the play room and i looked over and he was standing on a book. Instead of fussing at him to get off, i asked if he was surfing.
He looked at me as if i was from Mars, but said "I dont know how to surf!"
So, feeling a bit like Drea from Secret Adventures, i painted the scene around him.
The warm sun, cool, clear water, and the awesome waves begging for us to ride them!
We laid on our bellies and "paddled" out to where the BIG waves were breaking.
After getting ready, we would look behind us as the monster waves would lift us on the aqua-roller-coaster ride!
After catching so many perfect waves, i thought it would be fun to have a "wipe out"
After standing on our books, er umm, boards, we tumbled into the water below.
Reaching the shore, i shivered and T started bobbing up and down with his head to one side. Mind you, he is 2 1/2- i asked what he was doing, and he simply stated that he had "wader in my ear"
And here i was thinking that imagination was lost on this generation! =)
Monday, October 18, 2010
Playing House
As a kid, i would always play, pretty much the same things....
'you grow up'
'meet a man'
'get married'
'have kids'
by the time my sisters and i would get to this point, it would be time to go eat or something and so the cycle would start again the next day. . .
As i have grown, the "playing house" hasnt really stopped. As preparation for running my own house own day, my mom has built in practical ways to take care of little ones and run the house.
Practice has come in many forms and over the years has also increased in responsibility, though i am not at the time of having my own place, yet! =)
Today i went to help a dad in my Community Group (aka- Bible Study Group)
His wife is on a spiritual women's retreat, and they has two little munchkins- T is 2 1/2 years old and MG is 9 1/2 months. In order for him to get work done he needed someone to watch them. I volunteered, i love those kids anyways, and went not really knowing what i was getting into!
Arriving at 8:30 this morning, i walked in to half-eaten breakfasts, laundry strewn about, and kids still in their pjs. T was to be at preschool at 8:45, and was not ready! Needless to say, i tried to help as best i could, but i found myself praying for single parents! i dont know how they do it on a regular basis!
Once the guys left it was MG and me, and i got to "play house" all over again, only for real. There was a meeting at their house tonight, so i cleaned up for that, taking care of laundry, and keeping Little Bit on her schedule. There were blow-outs that needed to be cleaned, snacks to prepare, bottles to make, toys to organize, and the domain was "mine" (so to speak) to run for the day.
As tiring as it was, i enjoyed it. There was a sense of accomplishment that was fulfilling. It made me long for my own home and family, but showed me that i can do it. i feel i am ready, just waiting on the "Mr." element. =) i know there is much more to learn - i am in no way saying i have it all down pat! so in the mean time, so we shall see what happens the next time i get to "play house" =)
'you grow up'
'meet a man'
'get married'
'have kids'
by the time my sisters and i would get to this point, it would be time to go eat or something and so the cycle would start again the next day. . .
As i have grown, the "playing house" hasnt really stopped. As preparation for running my own house own day, my mom has built in practical ways to take care of little ones and run the house.
Practice has come in many forms and over the years has also increased in responsibility, though i am not at the time of having my own place, yet! =)
Today i went to help a dad in my Community Group (aka- Bible Study Group)
His wife is on a spiritual women's retreat, and they has two little munchkins- T is 2 1/2 years old and MG is 9 1/2 months. In order for him to get work done he needed someone to watch them. I volunteered, i love those kids anyways, and went not really knowing what i was getting into!
Arriving at 8:30 this morning, i walked in to half-eaten breakfasts, laundry strewn about, and kids still in their pjs. T was to be at preschool at 8:45, and was not ready! Needless to say, i tried to help as best i could, but i found myself praying for single parents! i dont know how they do it on a regular basis!
Once the guys left it was MG and me, and i got to "play house" all over again, only for real. There was a meeting at their house tonight, so i cleaned up for that, taking care of laundry, and keeping Little Bit on her schedule. There were blow-outs that needed to be cleaned, snacks to prepare, bottles to make, toys to organize, and the domain was "mine" (so to speak) to run for the day.
As tiring as it was, i enjoyed it. There was a sense of accomplishment that was fulfilling. It made me long for my own home and family, but showed me that i can do it. i feel i am ready, just waiting on the "Mr." element. =) i know there is much more to learn - i am in no way saying i have it all down pat! so in the mean time, so we shall see what happens the next time i get to "play house" =)
Saturday, October 16, 2010
questions
whats a girl have to do or be to be worth pursuit?
why has the moral of men sunk so low, that questions cant even be asked?
why is it guys like blondes better?
why do you have to have a flawless face and be skinny to get a conversation?
why do 'bad girls' get good guys and 'good girls' get stuck waiting?
whats the point in waiting for a man, if this world is only full of boys?
how does one throw up lunch, its much too painful if you wait too long, does it get easier?
do diet pills really work, or cause more damage in the long run?
why does what people think bother me when only One's thoughts are what matters?
how does one forget mistakes, or the past, when they only haunt you in the weak moments?
why do dreams seem so far away? is it foolish to dream?
what difference am i making, am i at all?
whats wrong with me, that i'm not worth getting to know?
why are there forceful, and hateful men who seem to get away with wrong doing?
why are there sick women who try and want to get rid of their kids?
why arent more righteous raised up like in Bible times?
how come you feel better after a good cry?
why is there such darkness when Light is offered?
why is my mind plagued with these questions when the Truth is echoing in my head?
why has the moral of men sunk so low, that questions cant even be asked?
why is it guys like blondes better?
why do you have to have a flawless face and be skinny to get a conversation?
why do 'bad girls' get good guys and 'good girls' get stuck waiting?
whats the point in waiting for a man, if this world is only full of boys?
how does one throw up lunch, its much too painful if you wait too long, does it get easier?
do diet pills really work, or cause more damage in the long run?
why does what people think bother me when only One's thoughts are what matters?
how does one forget mistakes, or the past, when they only haunt you in the weak moments?
why do dreams seem so far away? is it foolish to dream?
what difference am i making, am i at all?
whats wrong with me, that i'm not worth getting to know?
why are there forceful, and hateful men who seem to get away with wrong doing?
why are there sick women who try and want to get rid of their kids?
why arent more righteous raised up like in Bible times?
how come you feel better after a good cry?
why is there such darkness when Light is offered?
why is my mind plagued with these questions when the Truth is echoing in my head?
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
its been long, way too long
So, um, hi....
Its been a while.
Seems that blogging has slipped to the back-burner of my life.
Life itself has been crazy busy, and writing about whats going on in my head, just hasn't seemed important.
But I have missed it.
I am going to try to better.
I am giving my blog a face-lift, going to try to anyways.
But for now just a bit of an update on well, me.... (that may be rather droll, so feel free to skim- I am finding it is nice to write down some thoughts tumbling about my sub-cranium. . .)
Ok, so I will start at the beginning, its a very good place to start, so I have been told. And I wont go back so far as not quite five and twenty years, but maybe to around my last entry! =)
My work as a hostess has been enjoyable, and doubled even. I am now not only CFA's hostess but SBCV's as well! My days are filled with commuting, planning, serving, scheduling, waiting, preparing, cleaning, and coordinating. I have had to learn lots about money and time management- as well as the ministry I have in being in this position of hostess.
I come in contact with hundreds of people, from all over the city, state, country and even world! This summer, I have been able to meet people from, Slovakia, Germany, France, England, Scotland, Ireland, Costa Rico, Canada, Guatemala, and Russia. My encounter with them was just a moment, a few minutes to refill a drink, but will I see them in Heaven? I pray for them, wherever they are now, that God would place someone else in their lives. I may not have ever mentioned the Gospel, or even the name of Christ, but maybe I was just different enough in how I loved on them. . .
Then I have my "regulars" The few that come in ever or every other day or so. The ones that will give me a hug, or look me in the eye and ask how my life is. The ones that know my name and will pick on me, praise me, share with me concerns and exciting event in their lives. I have mentioned that I am 'praying for them' and then able to follow-up, but should I be more deliberate?
Then I have my social life. No... there is no man, yet. I am holding God to His promise though.
I for the most part am content where I am in life. My heart longs to be a wife and mom, but God, for reasons only He knows now, has not allowed that to happen yet. I have times of feeling like I am not enough. . . like looks, not skinny enough, not pretty enough, not flirty enough, you fill in the blank, I have felt/thought it. Then I switch from looks to thinking about my life and abilities, and maybe there is something that is not enough there.... Not ready to balance a home, not organized enough, not skilled enough, again you fill in the blank, and its gone through my head.
I know that NONE of these thoughts are accurate or define who I am in Christ, but it doesn't mean that I haven't had them run through my head. It gets hard sometimes, when guys will talk and maybe even flirt with me, only to turn all attention toward some other cute girl that walks by. Or when my friends are already married, or having kids, or at the very least getting to know someone with the future in mind. I am genuinely happy for each one of them, and where God has them in their lives, but that doesn't mean I don't cry to God wondering why not me???
I have had some lessons to learn on the matter. I studied the account of Abraham. Before his family became a nation, even before his first son arrived, God made a promise. He said he would be a part of something GREAT and that the world would be change because of it. But time went by. . .
Convinced that things were not going fast enough and that he was just getting older, Abraham took things into his own hands. He tried to fulfill the Promise God told him, his own way. It ended in the birth of a son, but not the one God would make His promise known from.
I have to be careful that I don't try to take Gods promise that He gave me, into my own hands. I desire to have that relationship, and lots of people ask why. To me it is a fulfilling who I was created to be. I was made with a unique design, to compliment and work along side, minister to and with, submit to, and grow with one man. When God made me, He put in me what I would need to be his perfect helpmeet. I am only complete in Christ. No mere man can or will complete me. I already have a lover in my life. Jesus is the One that shows me how to love. It is because of His love for the church, I want to continue on in my life in the next phase in marriage. I want a man who will cherish me, I hope I am worth cherishing. I need him to be a leader, in all areas of our life, I want more than anything the one God has for me. I love the Ludy's and the ministry, and if you have time, look them up....especially their song, "Faithfully"
So even with the many hours work takes me from home, and my own social life rollercoaster, I have embarked on a new spiritual journey. (wow, that sounds like I have joined some cult) I have found a new church that I am getting to be a part of. It is small and averages around 70 or so people. We are growing. Going overseaes, looking for a new meeting place, out-growing community groups (aka, small groups or Bible study groups) I have fallen in love with the people, I don't know many yet, but the ones I do know are great! They are friendly, and real, and I have so enjoyed being a part of this part of the body.
To wrap up my rather lengthy, I guess that's what I get for letting so much time lag, but update on myself, I end with a song we sang this morning in church. I found it is by Hillsong called, "The Desert Song" Appropriately named I think, but an awesome song! Read down to the last verse and may you be encouraged as well!
The Desert Song:
Verse 1:
This is my prayer in the desert
And all that's within me feels dry
This is my prayer in the hunger in me
My God is a God who provides
Verse 2:
And this is my prayer in the fire
In weakness or trial or pain
There is a faith proved
Of more worth than gold
So refine me Lord through the flames
Chorus:
And I will bring praise
I will bring praise
No weapon forged against me shall remain
I will rejoice
I will declare
God is my victory and He is here
Verse 3:
And this is my prayer in the battle
And triumph is still on it's way
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ
So firm on His promise I'll stand
Bridge:
All of my life
In every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship
Verse 4:
This is my prayer in the harvest
When favor and providence flow
I know I'm filled to be emptied again
The seed I've received I will sow
Its been a while.
Seems that blogging has slipped to the back-burner of my life.
Life itself has been crazy busy, and writing about whats going on in my head, just hasn't seemed important.
But I have missed it.
I am going to try to better.
I am giving my blog a face-lift, going to try to anyways.
But for now just a bit of an update on well, me.... (that may be rather droll, so feel free to skim- I am finding it is nice to write down some thoughts tumbling about my sub-cranium. . .)
Ok, so I will start at the beginning, its a very good place to start, so I have been told. And I wont go back so far as not quite five and twenty years, but maybe to around my last entry! =)
My work as a hostess has been enjoyable, and doubled even. I am now not only CFA's hostess but SBCV's as well! My days are filled with commuting, planning, serving, scheduling, waiting, preparing, cleaning, and coordinating. I have had to learn lots about money and time management- as well as the ministry I have in being in this position of hostess.
I come in contact with hundreds of people, from all over the city, state, country and even world! This summer, I have been able to meet people from, Slovakia, Germany, France, England, Scotland, Ireland, Costa Rico, Canada, Guatemala, and Russia. My encounter with them was just a moment, a few minutes to refill a drink, but will I see them in Heaven? I pray for them, wherever they are now, that God would place someone else in their lives. I may not have ever mentioned the Gospel, or even the name of Christ, but maybe I was just different enough in how I loved on them. . .
Then I have my "regulars" The few that come in ever or every other day or so. The ones that will give me a hug, or look me in the eye and ask how my life is. The ones that know my name and will pick on me, praise me, share with me concerns and exciting event in their lives. I have mentioned that I am 'praying for them' and then able to follow-up, but should I be more deliberate?
Then I have my social life. No... there is no man, yet. I am holding God to His promise though.
I for the most part am content where I am in life. My heart longs to be a wife and mom, but God, for reasons only He knows now, has not allowed that to happen yet. I have times of feeling like I am not enough. . . like looks, not skinny enough, not pretty enough, not flirty enough, you fill in the blank, I have felt/thought it. Then I switch from looks to thinking about my life and abilities, and maybe there is something that is not enough there.... Not ready to balance a home, not organized enough, not skilled enough, again you fill in the blank, and its gone through my head.
I know that NONE of these thoughts are accurate or define who I am in Christ, but it doesn't mean that I haven't had them run through my head. It gets hard sometimes, when guys will talk and maybe even flirt with me, only to turn all attention toward some other cute girl that walks by. Or when my friends are already married, or having kids, or at the very least getting to know someone with the future in mind. I am genuinely happy for each one of them, and where God has them in their lives, but that doesn't mean I don't cry to God wondering why not me???
I have had some lessons to learn on the matter. I studied the account of Abraham. Before his family became a nation, even before his first son arrived, God made a promise. He said he would be a part of something GREAT and that the world would be change because of it. But time went by. . .
Convinced that things were not going fast enough and that he was just getting older, Abraham took things into his own hands. He tried to fulfill the Promise God told him, his own way. It ended in the birth of a son, but not the one God would make His promise known from.
I have to be careful that I don't try to take Gods promise that He gave me, into my own hands. I desire to have that relationship, and lots of people ask why. To me it is a fulfilling who I was created to be. I was made with a unique design, to compliment and work along side, minister to and with, submit to, and grow with one man. When God made me, He put in me what I would need to be his perfect helpmeet. I am only complete in Christ. No mere man can or will complete me. I already have a lover in my life. Jesus is the One that shows me how to love. It is because of His love for the church, I want to continue on in my life in the next phase in marriage. I want a man who will cherish me, I hope I am worth cherishing. I need him to be a leader, in all areas of our life, I want more than anything the one God has for me. I love the Ludy's and the ministry, and if you have time, look them up....especially their song, "Faithfully"
So even with the many hours work takes me from home, and my own social life rollercoaster, I have embarked on a new spiritual journey. (wow, that sounds like I have joined some cult) I have found a new church that I am getting to be a part of. It is small and averages around 70 or so people. We are growing. Going overseaes, looking for a new meeting place, out-growing community groups (aka, small groups or Bible study groups) I have fallen in love with the people, I don't know many yet, but the ones I do know are great! They are friendly, and real, and I have so enjoyed being a part of this part of the body.
To wrap up my rather lengthy, I guess that's what I get for letting so much time lag, but update on myself, I end with a song we sang this morning in church. I found it is by Hillsong called, "The Desert Song" Appropriately named I think, but an awesome song! Read down to the last verse and may you be encouraged as well!
The Desert Song:
Verse 1:
This is my prayer in the desert
And all that's within me feels dry
This is my prayer in the hunger in me
My God is a God who provides
Verse 2:
And this is my prayer in the fire
In weakness or trial or pain
There is a faith proved
Of more worth than gold
So refine me Lord through the flames
Chorus:
And I will bring praise
I will bring praise
No weapon forged against me shall remain
I will rejoice
I will declare
God is my victory and He is here
Verse 3:
And this is my prayer in the battle
And triumph is still on it's way
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ
So firm on His promise I'll stand
Bridge:
All of my life
In every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship
Verse 4:
This is my prayer in the harvest
When favor and providence flow
I know I'm filled to be emptied again
The seed I've received I will sow
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Creme Brule'
So I always thought it would be fun to have a torch...
A bit of a pyro lover I guess, it just looked "fun"
A couple years ago, my dad requested Creme Brule' for his birthday.
With an excuse like this, there was NO way I would use the broiler on the over to achieve the crunchy sugar top of this only heard about dessert!
So I got a torch.
It is so much fun to use, and yes I am more careful than I sound! =)
This year for Fathers' Day I made it again. However I used a whole vanilla bean- which was exciting to try too!
I will let the pictures speak for themselves!
The set-up
This smells sooooo good! If you have never used one before, you should try!
It was too difficult to take pictures and cut the bean, yes I tired, but I didnt get cut! So I just took pictures in between steps. You have to slit the bean and then scrape out it's insides...
They look kind of like ground coffee beans, but smelled so much sweeter!
The cream mixture cooking, really its only milk and the vanilla bean
The egg and sugar mixture
Together they make a great pair!
The baking. . . and waiting. . .
Final product! They turned out so pretty and tasted pretty good too!
A bit of a pyro lover I guess, it just looked "fun"A couple years ago, my dad requested Creme Brule' for his birthday.
With an excuse like this, there was NO way I would use the broiler on the over to achieve the crunchy sugar top of this only heard about dessert!
So I got a torch.
It is so much fun to use, and yes I am more careful than I sound! =)
This year for Fathers' Day I made it again. However I used a whole vanilla bean- which was exciting to try too!
I will let the pictures speak for themselves!
The set-up This smells sooooo good! If you have never used one before, you should try! It was too difficult to take pictures and cut the bean, yes I tired, but I didnt get cut! So I just took pictures in between steps. You have to slit the bean and then scrape out it's insides... They look kind of like ground coffee beans, but smelled so much sweeter! The cream mixture cooking, really its only milk and the vanilla bean The egg and sugar mixture Together they make a great pair! The baking. . . and waiting. . . And the most fun part! The torching!!!!
Final product! They turned out so pretty and tasted pretty good too!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Breaking Point
You can NOT curse and thank God in the same breath.
Its impossible to do.
Yet, in all things we are called to give thanks.
Why is it so much easier when life is good?
When things are going smoothly?
When you know whats going on, and why?
Did God say we'd have answers all the time?
No.
Did He say He was going to enlighten you that your "difficult" time is to bring Himself glory in this specific way, with these certain people, at this particular time?
No.
He said- "Give thanks in everything" 1 Thes. 5:18
I have been on a journey. Sometimes I have good days, walking in the SOnlight, but I have some days where I allow myself to to shuffle along, wallowing in self-pity, under gray clouds of, "This isnt fair!"
Why I deprive myself of the better? Beats me.
I am still learning.
Tonight I got a reminder lesson in being thankful. Even in the times I dont know, understand, like, or see through, I need to give thanks.
I broke. I had to tell Dad I was mad at Him.
I had to tell Him I was thankful.
Thankful--- for being single.
For being right where I am, right now.
For not being able to see tomorrow, or know whats going to happen next.
For the ladies who have journeyed through life a little longer than I have, giving me wisdom, knowledge, and advice.
For going through lessons to become more like His Son.
For Him not giving up on me.
It was hard- but you know what, I meant it.
I am thankful for where I am right now, singleness and all!
God is bringing some amazing things across my path that I am privileged to work on and invest in. I am excited about all He has in store for me. I am thankful for today, that I have been given one more!
Tomorrow looks like it is going to be a beautiful day, and I am going to enjoy walking and basking in the Son!
I typed "give thanks" on a search engine for Biblegateway. There are pages that contain this combination of words, all tied in to the action of giving thanks. However, this verse stuck out like a neon llama:
"Willingly I will sacrifice to You; I will give thanks to Your name, O LORD, for it is good." Psalm 54:6
Whoa. There is a ton to chew on here! I think I am going to take some time and mull it over, really savoring every bit! Here are some highlights that hit me right off though....
Willingly I will sacrifice... A sacrifice of something you love?
Something you long for?
Something you miss?
Something you are promised?
Yet willingly placed on the alter in an act of worship, a letting go and true surrender to the Lord.
I will GIVE THANKS to Your name,--- why?
Because it is good.
Besides being told to give thanks, do you need any other reason than this? But not only is His name good, HE is good, all the time!
Its impossible to do.
Yet, in all things we are called to give thanks.
Why is it so much easier when life is good?
When things are going smoothly?
When you know whats going on, and why?
Did God say we'd have answers all the time?
No.
Did He say He was going to enlighten you that your "difficult" time is to bring Himself glory in this specific way, with these certain people, at this particular time?
No.
He said- "Give thanks in everything" 1 Thes. 5:18
I have been on a journey. Sometimes I have good days, walking in the SOnlight, but I have some days where I allow myself to to shuffle along, wallowing in self-pity, under gray clouds of, "This isnt fair!"
Why I deprive myself of the better? Beats me.
I am still learning.
Tonight I got a reminder lesson in being thankful. Even in the times I dont know, understand, like, or see through, I need to give thanks.
I broke. I had to tell Dad I was mad at Him.
I had to tell Him I was thankful.
Thankful--- for being single.
For being right where I am, right now.
For not being able to see tomorrow, or know whats going to happen next.
For the ladies who have journeyed through life a little longer than I have, giving me wisdom, knowledge, and advice.
For going through lessons to become more like His Son.
For Him not giving up on me.
It was hard- but you know what, I meant it.
I am thankful for where I am right now, singleness and all!
God is bringing some amazing things across my path that I am privileged to work on and invest in. I am excited about all He has in store for me. I am thankful for today, that I have been given one more!
Tomorrow looks like it is going to be a beautiful day, and I am going to enjoy walking and basking in the Son!
I typed "give thanks" on a search engine for Biblegateway. There are pages that contain this combination of words, all tied in to the action of giving thanks. However, this verse stuck out like a neon llama:
"Willingly I will sacrifice to You; I will give thanks to Your name, O LORD, for it is good." Psalm 54:6
Whoa. There is a ton to chew on here! I think I am going to take some time and mull it over, really savoring every bit! Here are some highlights that hit me right off though....
Willingly I will sacrifice... A sacrifice of something you love?
Something you long for?
Something you miss?
Something you are promised?
Yet willingly placed on the alter in an act of worship, a letting go and true surrender to the Lord.
I will GIVE THANKS to Your name,--- why?
Because it is good.
Besides being told to give thanks, do you need any other reason than this? But not only is His name good, HE is good, all the time!
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