When You Are Hurting

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It is hard to understand anything in life when we are hurting.  Hurt comes from so many places ~ from loss, disappointment, strife, addiction, physical pain, financial struggles. When we are hurting, we want to run and hide ~ to disappear ~ to give up.

That is why it is extra hard to do what the Scripture often tells us to do:  Wait.

I believebI I beIII will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.  Wait on the Lord; be strong, and your heart be stout; wait on the Lord.
~Psalm 27: 13-14


A dear friend handed me this Scripture on a folded index card on one of the toughest days of my life. Our son had been arrested and it seemed like my whole world was crashing down.  Everything we had instilled in him appeared to be lost.  I felt lost.  The despair was bottomless.  Not only was he arrested, but he was in the fight of his life against alcohol and drug addiction ~ a problem that would last almost 10 years.  But on that day, it was at the beginning.  And if I knew what lay ahead, I would not have been able to bear up at all.

In our own strength, we can do nothing.  Not even wait.  Our humanness is overwhelming.  We fail. We stagger.  We are empty.  But with Christ, we have hope!  With him in our hearts, we have the promise that no matter what, somehow ~ someway ~ its going to be ok.  He will make beauty from the ashes of our lives.

I have been through many hard trials since the day my friend gave me this Scripture.  But I have lived to see that God’s Word is steadfast! I will see the goodness of the Lord! And I must be strong ~ not on my own strength ~ but through the power and hope of Christ my Lord.

Whatever is hurting you today, give it to him. Ask him to help you be strong, with a stout heart.  Ask him to make something beautiful of your pain.  And he will do it ~ I PROMISE.



How Can I Keep From Singing

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Each day we awake and face an onslaught of worries and cares. We have so many burdens that weigh us down. But when we have Jesus as our Lord…and our Rock…How can we keep from singing?

Today I choose to put aside challenges that beset me and instead, I will run the race with endurance.  I will cling to the One who gives me strength, purpose, and eternal hope.  And I will sing….

singing bird

My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation
I hear the sweet though far off hymn
That hails a new creation:
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul—
How can I keep from singing?

What though my joys and comforts die?
The Lord my Savior liveth;
What though the darkness gather round!
Songs in the night He giveth:
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that refuge clinging;
Since Christ is Lord of Heav’n and earth,
How can I keep from singing?

I lift mine eyes; the cloud grows thin;
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smoothes
Since first I learned to love it:
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing:
All things are mine since I am His—
How can I keep from singing?

~Words by Robert Lowry, 1860

The Old Hymns ~ No One Ever Cared For Me Like Jesus

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Sometimes, at the oddest times, this song comes floating into my mind out of nowhere.  Its a song that I often hum unconsciously…just as my mama sang it all through my growing up years.  The words, so sweet and true, ring out in the night on my heartstrings.

Jesus our friend

I would love to tell you what I think of Jesus,
Since I found in Him a friend so strong and true;
I would tell you how He changed my life completely,
He did something that no other friend could do.

No one ever cared for me like Jesus,
There’s no other friend so kind as He;
No one else could take the sin and darkness from me,
O how much He cares for me.

All my life was full of sin when Jesus found me,
All my heart was full of misery and woe;
Jesus placed His strong and loving arms about me,
And He led me in the way I ought to go.

No one ever cared for me like Jesus,
There’s no other friend so kind as He;
No one else could take the sin and darkness from me,
O how much He cares for me.

Ev’ry day He comes to me with new assurance,
More and more I understand His words of love;
But I’ll never know just why He came to save me,
Till some day I see His blessed face above.

No one ever cared for me like Jesus,
There’s no other friend so kind as He;
No one else could take the sin and darkness from me,
O how much He cares for me.

~Author Unknown

Pushing Away The “Impossible”

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What is your New Year’s Resolution?  We all tend to make them.  We might even resolve not to make one.  But when the calendar flips over, its almost impossible not to consider how we would like things to change.

For Christmas this year, one of my church friends bought me a beautiful little wall hanging, with pinks, greens and blues.  It has a sparkling butterfly on it, taking off in midair as if to signify freedom. It says, “For without Faith, nothing is possible…but WITH FAITH, nothing is impossible.” I considered those words as I placed the picture on the wall of my bathroom.

So many things seem impossible in this life. There is sickness and grief and despair all around.  There is heartache and fear and loneliness too. We are wracked with sin and shame and feelings of worthlessness. How do we break free?  How do we wade through each day without worry or despondency?  But our answer is right there! Without faith, we cannot do it.  But WITH FAITH, nothing is impossible.

if you have fiath

Our relationship to Jesus is the answer we seek! When our eyes are placed on him, then we find that all things, somehow, work out for our good. He breaks the power of sin…and crushes the enemy under his heel. He gives us the confidence we need to get up each day and carry out our duties with hope for tomorrow!

And so this is my New Year’s resolution…I will keep my eyes on the Lord!  When I get into an impossible situation, I will ask myself…”Are you still looking up?”  Don’t give up friends!  JESUS makes life doable….every single day, every single year!

Hymns of Old ~ O Worship The King

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There is nothing that speaks of home to me like an old hymn.  I can still remember my mama’s voice singing them as she did her chores around the house….


crowns and cross

O worship the King, all glorious above,
O gratefully sing God’s power and God’s love;
our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,
pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

O tell of God’s might, O sing of God’s grace,
whose robe is the light, whose canopy space,
whose chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,
and dark is God’s path on the wings of the storm.

The earth with its store of wonders untold,
Almighty, thy power hath founded of old;
hath stablished it fast by a changeless decree,
and round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.

Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;
it streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,
and sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
in thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail;
thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,
our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.

~Words by Robert Grant
~Music by Johann Michael Haydn

The Value of Godly Motherhood

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So many time we forget, as mothers and grandmothers, the value of our tireless tasks.  The world seems to diminish the role we play and the job that the Lord has given us when he entrusts to us the tiny babe and growing child. The home, with all of its endless work and repetitive chores, rests within our hands.  I was reading recently when I came upon this beautiful quote that has stayed with me, in my heart and mind. I hope you will be inspired by these wise words….

“Oh that God would give every mother a vision of the glory and splendor of the work that is given to her when a babe is place in her bosom to be nursed and trained! Could she have but one glimpse in to the future of that life as it reaches on into eternity; could she look into it’s soul to see its possibilities; could she be made to understand her own personal responsibility for the training of this child, for the development of its life, and for its destiny,–she would see that in all God’s world there is no other work so noble and so worthy of her best powers, and she would commit to no others hands the sacred and holy trust given to her.”        -JR Miller

mother and grandmother in kitchen

HAPPY 2016

Hello Homespun Friends…and WELCOME BACK to my original blogspot! I hope you will bear with me as I try to find the right format for my blog. Over the past few years, I have tried several free and paid blog sites but I find that this one works very well for me.

I want to wish all of you a HAPPY 2016! Throughout the past year, my husband and I have gained 2 new grandchildren and gained both a son-in-law and daughter-in-law, whom we love. Like most of you all, we have had some wonderful days and some hard days.  We ended the year with my husband required immediate and unexpected eye surgery on December 31st.  He is recovering now and we are praying that his sight will be fully restored with some rest and healing time.

Throughout it all, we give praise to the Lord, for he is good! I am reminded of the Scriptures:

Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.  ~1 Thessalonians 5:18

Even when we can’t understand the command, we must obey.  The Lord desires our praises of thanksgiving, since this shows our love and trust in him! For the new year, I pray we all will experience the goodness of God and that we will be obedient to him in giving him praise in every circumstance of life. After all, we know he is working everything for our good.

evergreen new year pine cones



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I come from a long line of homebodies.  My grandmother, now 93 and not always lucid, would  sit with a stoic stare as members of her family told the same familiar story about vacation trips with “MawMaw.”  

When my mother and her brothers were growing up, my grandparents would save money from their hardworking textile jobs so they could take one simple yearly trip to the beach with the family.  When that day would arrive, everyone loaded into the car full with luggage, and a picnic basket for lunch. There was very little “going out to eat” in those days, not for penny pinchers. They would spend the day driving in a hot car, the children’s excitement growing by the mile.  When they arrived, everyone knew the score.  PawPaw would drive up and down the strip, while MawMaw would get out at every single motel and check for the cheapest prices.  When one penny could be saved, it would be recorded.  Finally, the right motel was selected and MawMaw would pay for the week by sea.  Everyone would dash out of the car and run into the sand.  The entire late afternoon was spent enjoying fun in the sun.

When nightfall came, everyone would bed down, dreaming of a week full of fun activities at their beach vacation.  But before the sun could even come up, something amazing happened.  MawMaw got homesick.  She would go to the desk, get the family’s money back, pack the car and wake the kids.  Pawpaw was helpless to do anything to stop the situation.  He would just sit behind the driver’s wheel and steer all the way home…on day 2 of their vacation.

This scenario didn’t happen one year.  It happened EVERY year.  That’s right.  The kids knew that they would not be spending the week at the beach, even though they planned for it year after year. They knew they had one afternoon…so they better make it count!

My 2 year old granddaughter, June, is equally grounded. Wherever she travels with her family, she starts out full of excitement.  But after one day, her excitement wanes and she simply wants to “go home.”  After one night in a motel on her family’s big beach trip, she told her parents through her tears, “I have had fun at the beach.  But I just want to go home now.”  Somethings must be hereditary.

I get homesick too. But I get homesick for a place I’ve never been. That place is heaven. Heaven is not some sterile white environment.  Heaven is home!  Its home where we feel most comfortable…where we can be ourselves. When my younger brother was a baby, he often said, “Let’s ‘unlax.'”  He meant “relax”….but we all knew what he meant.  In heaven, we can unlax!  We can rest and rejoice.  The Lord has created a home that even HGTV cannot duplicate. This world has been fun…I’ve seen some great things…but I just want to go home now.

But till then, I have work to do! I want to do all I can to lead others to Jesus…so they can have a heavenly home too.  Because everybody knows there’s no place like home!





I Can’t Love The People Who Hate Me

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I just can’t love the people who hate me.  It’s true.  People who ignore me or disregard me….and worse yet, blatantly hurt me and say ugly things about me.  Then there are those that lie about me….or whose actions crush my spirit.  How can could I love them?

Yes, Jesus says I’m to love everyone.  I’ve tried…I really have. I have started out each day trying.  But it just can’t be done.

And that’s why I don’t depend on me to do it.  I trust in Jesus to do it.  When Jesus lives in me, then he causes my heart to love even when “I” can’t.  Mark 10: 27 says, “And Jesus looking upon them saith, With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible.”


I am so thankful that Jesus came.  Through his perfect example and the indwelling of the Holy Spirit, I am able to allow God’s love to reach out to everyone, even those who hate me.  Sometimes, I have to stop, get myself out of the way and remind my heart that Jesus reigns in me.  I am not in control. I am called to be obedient.

Help me, Lord, to follow you in all I do.

The Healing Speech

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My Scripture for today really hit home with me. It is from Proverbs 15: 4, “The tongue that brings healing is a tree of life, but a deceitful tongue crushes the spirit.”

How we speak effects everyone around us.  If our words are frustrated or harsh, then that is the effect it has in our homes.  If we gossip, then we crush the spirit…not only of those we are talking about, but also the person we are speaking to and ourselves. However, if our speech is kind and “healing,” then it will produce life and joy. To me, “healing” speech is the kind that is encouraging and wise.  It tries to lift up and not tear down. The purpose of healing speech is to encourage the listener and bring glory to the Lord.  In a world filled with “free speech,” its important for me to remember that my freedom is in Christ Jesus.  My speech needs to bring love and healing.  That means there will be times when I should be quiet. Help me Lord to remember these words from your gospel and to heed them and establish them in my heart.

Valentine tree, love, leaf from hearts