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12:06am, July 27, 2009
Natalie Grant
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In Better Hands
It's hard to stand on shifting sand
It's hard to shine in the shadows of the night
You can't be free if you don't reach for help
You cant love if you dont love yourself
There is hope when my faith runs out
Cause I'm in better hands now
It's like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It's like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
So take this heart of mine there's no doubt
I'm in better hands now
I am strong all because of you
I stand in awe of every mountain that you move
Oh I am changed, yesterday is gone
I am safe from this moment on
[ Natalie Grant Lyrics
are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
There's no fear when the night comes 'round
I'm in better hands now
It's like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It's like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
So take this heart of mine there's no doubt
I'm in better hands now
It's like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It's like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
Its like the world is silent though I know it isnt true
Its like the breath of Jesus is right here in this room
So take this heart of mine there's no doubt
I'm in better hands now
I'm in better hands now
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In Better Hands
It's hard to stand on shifting sand
It's hard to shine in the shadows of the night
You can't be free if you don't reach for help
You cant love if you dont love yourself
There is hope when my faith runs out
Cause I'm in better hands now
It's like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It's like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
So take this heart of mine there's no doubt
I'm in better hands now
I am strong all because of you
I stand in awe of every mountain that you move
Oh I am changed, yesterday is gone
I am safe from this moment on
[ Natalie Grant Lyrics
are found on www.songlyrics.com ] There's no fear when the night comes 'round
I'm in better hands now
It's like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It's like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
So take this heart of mine there's no doubt
I'm in better hands now
It's like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It's like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
Its like the world is silent though I know it isnt true
Its like the breath of Jesus is right here in this room
So take this heart of mine there's no doubt
I'm in better hands now
I'm in better hands now
Comments
The week started with the death of one of our 14 year old students. It appears to be suicide. He was just starting his precious life and we are all heartbroken.
But more bad news today. I am hosting a girl from Germany. And tonight she learned that one of her friends from Germany - who is also an exchange student - died suddenly in her sleep about 2 days ago. She is heartbroken and cannot comprehend what is happening. Please keep us in your prayers. I really do not understand what is happening to our world - so much senseless dying. Love to you all! Lana
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Oh Lana my heart is hurting with you. Too much suffering in this life. I am so sorry for your exchange students loss, she must feel so lost being away from home, yet clearly God placed her in the right home at this time so she can be in your lovin presence how perfect yet I know sad and difficult for you both. My prayers for you and her both and love and hugs. Ringing our bell and thinking of you and Alicia always, Kate
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there is no understanding for our part...I wish I could understand. how sad for everyone. I hate it for all of you...especially for the young boy's parents and family. God bless you as you tend to the exchange student. He will equip you with the right words...as you already know the truest meaning of loss. Love, Dale...Brandon's Mom
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Oh Lana, I will keep that girl & the other student's family in my prayers. I also wonder what is happening to our younger generation. This world is just getting so wicked. I pray that God will give you the strength to help this girl that is staying with you as much as you can. God bless you and also help you through this trying time....Hugs, Connie
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It is all way too sad. God Bless
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Lana, my prayers are with you and the students family as well. Hugs, Pat
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Oh, this is so very sad! How awful for your student, and you having to deal with trying to comfort and support her during this time! Life isn't fair, we all know that, but by God's grace we are given the strength to go on. God Bless you both! Love, Judy
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am so sorry for her grief. She is lucky to have you as such a compassionate and understanding friend and mentor.
When a young person takes their life it is such a tragedy. I extend my heartfelt condolences to his family. It seems some of our children are expected to grow up so fast. They are unprepared for all the emotional challenges.
When You Are Low on Hope
by Max Lucado
Water. All Noah can see is water. The evening sun sinks into it. The clouds are reflected in it. His boat is surrounded by it. Water. Water to the north. Water to the south. Water to the east. Water to the west. Water.
He sent a raven on a scouting mission; it never returned. He sent a dove. It came back shivering and spent, having found no place to roost. Then, just this morning, he tried again. With a prayer he let it go and watched until the bird was no bigger than a speck on a window.
All day he looked for the dove’s return.
Now the sun is setting, and the sky is darkening, and he has come to look one final time, but all he sees is water. Water to the north. Water to the south. Water to the east. Water to the …
You know the feeling. You have stood where Noah stood. You’ve known your share of floods. Flooded by sorrow at the cemetery, stress at the office, anger at the disability in your body or the inability of your spouse. You’ve seen the floodwater rise, and you’ve likely seen the sun set on your hopes as well. You’ve been on Noah’s boat.
And you’ve needed what Noah needed; you’ve needed some hope. You’re not asking for a helicopter rescue, but the sound of one would be nice. Hope doesn’t promise an instant solution but rather the possibility of an eventual one. Sometimes all we need is a little hope.
That’s all Noah needed. And that’s all Noah received.
Here is how the Bible describes the moment: “When the dove returned to him in the evening, there in its beak was a freshly plucked olive leaf!” (Gen. 8:11 NIV).
An olive leaf. Noah would have been happy to have the bird but to have the leaf! This leaf was more than foliage; this was promise. The bird brought more than a piece of a tree; it brought hope. For isn’t that what hope is? Hope is an olive leaf—evidence of dry land after a flood. Proof to the dreamer that dreaming is worth the risk.
Don’t we love the olive leaves of life?
“It appears the cancer may be in remission.”
“I can help you with those finances.”
“We’ll get through this together.”
What’s more, don’t we love the doves that bring them?
Perhaps that’s the reason so many loved Jesus.
To all the Noahs of the world, to all who search the horizon for a fleck of hope, he proclaims, “Yes!” And he comes. He comes as a dove. He comes bearing fruit from a distant land, from our future home. He comes with a leaf of hope.
Have you received yours? Don’t think your ark is too isolated. Don’t think your flood is too wide. Receive his hope, won’t you? Receive it because you need it. Receive it so you can share it.
Love always hopes. “Love … bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things” (1 Cor. 13:4–7 NKJV, emphasis mine).
From A Love Worth Giving
Copyright (Thomas Nelson, 2002) Max Lucado
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by Max Lucado
Water. All Noah can see is water. The evening sun sinks into it. The clouds are reflected in it. His boat is surrounded by it. Water. Water to the north. Water to the south. Water to the east. Water to the west. Water.
He sent a raven on a scouting mission; it never returned. He sent a dove. It came back shivering and spent, having found no place to roost. Then, just this morning, he tried again. With a prayer he let it go and watched until the bird was no bigger than a speck on a window.
All day he looked for the dove’s return.
Now the sun is setting, and the sky is darkening, and he has come to look one final time, but all he sees is water. Water to the north. Water to the south. Water to the east. Water to the …
You know the feeling. You have stood where Noah stood. You’ve known your share of floods. Flooded by sorrow at the cemetery, stress at the office, anger at the disability in your body or the inability of your spouse. You’ve seen the floodwater rise, and you’ve likely seen the sun set on your hopes as well. You’ve been on Noah’s boat.
And you’ve needed what Noah needed; you’ve needed some hope. You’re not asking for a helicopter rescue, but the sound of one would be nice. Hope doesn’t promise an instant solution but rather the possibility of an eventual one. Sometimes all we need is a little hope.
That’s all Noah needed. And that’s all Noah received.
Here is how the Bible describes the moment: “When the dove returned to him in the evening, there in its beak was a freshly plucked olive leaf!” (Gen. 8:11 NIV).
An olive leaf. Noah would have been happy to have the bird but to have the leaf! This leaf was more than foliage; this was promise. The bird brought more than a piece of a tree; it brought hope. For isn’t that what hope is? Hope is an olive leaf—evidence of dry land after a flood. Proof to the dreamer that dreaming is worth the risk.
Don’t we love the olive leaves of life?
“It appears the cancer may be in remission.”
“I can help you with those finances.”
“We’ll get through this together.”
What’s more, don’t we love the doves that bring them?
Perhaps that’s the reason so many loved Jesus.
To all the Noahs of the world, to all who search the horizon for a fleck of hope, he proclaims, “Yes!” And he comes. He comes as a dove. He comes bearing fruit from a distant land, from our future home. He comes with a leaf of hope.
Have you received yours? Don’t think your ark is too isolated. Don’t think your flood is too wide. Receive his hope, won’t you? Receive it because you need it. Receive it so you can share it.
Love always hopes. “Love … bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things” (1 Cor. 13:4–7 NKJV, emphasis mine).
From A Love Worth Giving
Copyright (Thomas Nelson, 2002) Max Lucado
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Beautiful. Thanks for sharing this. Hugs, Barbara
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Thanks so much for sharing this! Love & hugs, Judy
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As always, Max says it very well. I love his new book "Facing Your Giants" Thank you for posting this. Love, dale..Brandon's Mom
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Thank you for sharing this. Hugs, Belinda
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Wonderful - thanks for sharing...
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Thank you for those words....I really like Natalie Grant. I have one of her cds ..I will check to see if this is on it. God bless you......Love...Dale...Brandon's Mom
Kingsdaughter
This is beautiful, my friend! Thanks for sharing! Love, Judy
JudyWI
thank you also, how are you doing these days? i think about you. love, donna
misshimsooo
Thanks for sharing. I LOVE Natalie Grant.
JulsMarie