Sunday Hymn

This was supposed to publish on Sunday, so much for WordPress improvements!

Infant holy, Infant lowly, for His bed a cattle stall;
Oxen lowing, little knowing, Christ the Babe is Lord of all.
Swift are winging angels singing, noels ringing, tidings bringing:
Christ the Babe is Lord of all.

Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new
Saw the glory, heard the story, tidings of a Gospel true.
Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing, greet the morrow:
Christ the Babe was born for you.

Hymntime

Busy

but not quite overwhelmed thanks to my lovely husband.

The “To Do List” for today was a bit daunting as I’d not slept well.

……….go to town for some gifts for a friend’s children, to get stocks of cold relief tablets and indigestion remedies-I have a well-stocked medicine chest, I guess you wouldn’t expect anything else from an ex-nurse and girl guide.

Make tags for Christmas presents.

Wrap Christmas and birthday presents. My sister, her husband and son are calling in on their journey from York (their son, my nephew at university) to South Wales. They’re collecting their gifts and taking our gifts to my parents.

There are two family birthdays early next week so those presents needed to be wrapped as well as the  Christmas presents for family living locally.

Complete and make birthday cards for family members.

……..back to town to buy what I’d forgotten earlier……..

Delivering the Christmas edition of Evangelical Times and Carol Service invitations in our neighbourhood.

Clothes washing.

Think that’s all, it doesn’t seem like much………almost finished.

The weather is bitterly cold (for UK), so cold I had to scrape the inside and the outside of my windscreen to drive safely . The frost was just beautiful this morning. I love cold, crisp winter days; especially the pastel coloured dawns, the sky is an amazing mix of peach, coral, lilac and blue, the sun dazzles through the bare oak opposite .

Inconsequential post but it does help me to have a right perspective-most of the things on the list really weren’t anything to worry about. I pray I’ll learn not to be anxious about anything, the Christian literature given to many people by many churches would be used to God’s glory and many would come to know the Lord Jesus as their personal Saviour.

…….you shall call His name Jesus, for He shall save His people from their sins.

Sunday Hymn

This was supposed to appear yesterday……………

We sang this at the Ladies’ Carol service last week.

1. Jesus, my Saviour, to Bethlehem came,
   Laid in a manger to sorrow and shame;
   O it was wonderful, blest be His name,
   Seeking for me, for me:
   Seeking for me, for me,
   Seeking for me, for me;
   O it was wonderful, blest be His name,
   Seeking for me, for me.
2. Jesus, my Saviour, on Calvary’s tree
   Paid the great debt, and my soul He set free;
   O it was wonderful—how could it be?
   Dying for me, for me!
   Dying for me, for me,
   Dying for me, for me;
   O it was wonderful—how could it be?
   Dying for me, for me!
3. Jesus, my Saviour, the same as of old,
   While I was wand’ring in darkness and cold,
   Gently and long did He plead with my soul,
   Calling for me, for me!
   Calling for me, for me,
   Calling for me, for me;
   Gently and long did He plead with my soul,
   Calling for me, for me!
4. Jesus, my Saviour, shall come from on high.
   Sweet is the promise as weary years fly:
   O I shall see Him descend from the sky,
   Coming for me, for me!
   Coming for me, for me,
   Coming for me, for me;
   O I shall see Him descend from the sky,
   Coming for me, for me!

Sankeys Hymn Book

Hymnalnet

Craft

I’ve been using the  Busy Bee blog for craft bits and bobs recently. Thought I’d post some here . Apologies for the flash blur!

This is made using a clip frame, some Leaf stamps(Particraft) , a Quotation stamp(Clarity),  brayer, Ranger Foliage Rainbow ink pad, Versamark Stamp Pad, Archival Ink Pad,Clear and Gold Embossing powders. A Heat gun. Glossy and Plain Card.

It’s a quote by John Wesley,

Do all the good you can,
By all the means you can,
In all the ways you can,
In all the places you can,
At all the times you can,
To all the people you can,
As long as ever you can.

1.Use chosen leaf stamp, stamp using Versamark onto the glossy card.

2. Use brayer to apply “foliage rainbow ink”-apply to brayer then use scrap paper to remove excess before applying to the stamped glossy card. Allow to dry.

3.Using Veramark pad, stamp leaf stamp randomly over the card, heat emboss with Gold embossing powder.

4.Using a smaller piece of plain co-ordinating card use Versamark to stamp  the leaf stamp again then heat emboss with clear embossing powder.

5.Using another piece of plain co-ordinating card use leaf stamp and rrainbow ink pad to stamp-ink stamp then stamp onto scrap paper before stamping onto your card-subtle effect.

6. Stamp quote onto the card(5).

7. Mat and layer . Use for a framed gift or as a Card.

Sunday Hymn

Come, Thou long expected Jesus
Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.
Israel’s Strength and Consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear Desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.

Born Thy people to deliver,
Born a child and yet a King,
Born to reign in us forever,
Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
By Thine own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By Thine all sufficient merit,
Raise us to Thy glorious throne.

C Wesley

Hymntime

Thanksgiving

The Sunday school children I used to teach counted their blessings  one week for homework . Here they are. The children were aged four to seven years.

God-The Father, Jesus, The Holy Spirit.

The Bible.

Heaven.

Sins forgiven.

Family- Parents, Brothers, Sisters, Cousins, Husband, Wife, Friends.

People who look after us and keep us safe.

Home, School, Work.

Health.

Freedom.

Food, Drinks.

Clothes.

Sun, Rain, Animals, Gardens, Flowers, Trees.

Being able to read and write.

Music.

Thank you Rebecca for encouraging me to be purposefully thankful to God through this month.

More thankful links at Rebecca Writes

Thanksgiving

for the truth that God is good in the joys and sorrows of our lives .

 

Catch up with more thankful posts, the final ones this November at Rebecca Writes

Sunday Hymn

Romans 8:35-39 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
As it is written, For thy sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,
Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Christian, dost thou see them on the holy ground,
How the powers of darkness rage thy steps around?
Christian, up and smite them, counting gain but loss,
In the strength that cometh by the holy cross.

Christian, dost thou feel them, how they work within,
Striving, tempting, luring, goading into sin?
Christian, never tremble; never be downcast;
Gird thee for the battle, watch and pray and fast.

Christian, dost thou hear them, how they speak thee fair?
“Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?”
Christian, answer boldly: “While I breathe I pray!”
Peace shall follow battle, night shall end in day.

“Well I know thy trouble, O my servant true;
Thou art very weary, I was weary, too;
But that toil shall make thee some day all Mine own,
At the end of sorrow shall be near my throne.”

Hymntime

Thanksgiving

This is a real 21st century thanksgiving. I’ve been to Solihull, a suburb of Birmingham, U.K., Britain’s second city. It’s not a huge shopping centre but it was so busy and crowded. I’m thankful today for on line shopping , no crowds, noise, hustle and bustle. I enjoy peace and quiet I think.

Read more thankful thoughts at Rebecca Writes

Thanksgiving

that my daughter can cook. She’s a whizz at soup of any flavour and I don’t mean that she can use a can opener! She saw a recipe for Butternut Squash, red pepper and red chilli  soup on a carton of goat’s milk (she sometimes drinks it instead of cow’s milk as it seems to relieve her Eczema),she made it for tea, it was delicious.

More thankful thoughts at Rebecca Writes