Have Faith In God by Edna Tucker (My Grandma)

HAVE FAITH IN GOD





This is one of my grandmother Tucker’s poems. She had a very strong faith in God, so I am told, as she passed away from cancer when I was very young. I wish I could have known her better. I can barely remember her at all but I feel a strong connection to her just the same. She wrote many poem that were published in the local newspapers where she resided in Oklahoma. I am very proud to share them here.

HAVE FAITH IN GOD

 

Look up dear friend, the sun is always shining,

Beyond the low hung clouds of fear and doubt.

For even darkest clouds have silver linings,

And God has power to turn them inside out.

Look up, have faith, the rainbow’s perfect beauty

Surpasses any work of man made art.

But yet, it takes the clouds to form the rainbow,

While grief and sorrow washes clean, our hearts.

Press on, God has not promised downy pathways,

He has not promised skies serene and clear.

But if, His for us, lies thru the shadows,

His hand will lead us, so why should we fear?

There will be thorns upon life’s rugged highway,

And from the path of right we’ll sometimes stray.

Our weary feet will falter on the journey,

And many times we’ll have to ask the way.

But when the grades of trials are behind us,

And we know we’ve done our best

Our faith in Gods sweet mercy

Will take us home to rest.

 

In Memory by Edna Tucker

IN MEMORY





Written in memory of our dearly beloved father and grandfather, Robert Milton Brown
Whom God called home August 31, 1943

He’s gone. The sunlight doesn’t seem so, bright today.
A haunting sadness lingers in the air.
The old armchair is vacant,
The voice we loved is stilled.
For God has called our loved one over there.
Yet, we cannot help but listen,
For his foot fall on the walk.
And for the gentle tap, tap of his cane.
For it seems his spirit lingers
Around the old home place.
Altho’ we’ll never see him here again.

His last few, days on earth, he prayed so hard to die,
His shrunken body was so wracked with pain.
But, now bathed in the fountain
Of the crystal stream of life,
His body will grow strong and young again.
Just why this life must hold so much
Of heartbreak and of tears,
Is something that we cannot understand.
But, Jesus will reveal it. all to us some happy day,
When we are gathered there at God’s right hand.
We don’t know why we grieve
Because God called his spirit home,
And we were forced to lay him in the tomb.
He has only crossed the valley
That we all must cross someday.
To a paradise where fragrant flowers bloom.
We know that heaven now retains the treasures that it gave,
That earth the lonely casket only keeps.
And we feel the golden sunbeams love to linger round
‘The sacred place where dear old daddy sleeps.
The star of life has sunk from sight
For just a little while.
To rise again upon that blissful shore
Where like a precious jewel
In the crown of life he’s won
T’will shine amid the saints forever more.

 

Thanks for visiting. I hope you are blessed by my grandmother’s poem.

Please visit my homepage at “do dogs go to Heaven” while you are here.

Thank you and God bless.

Barry

Praying to God 101

Praying to God 101

The other day, a good friend of my exclaimed to my that she was ready to start praying but confessed that she did not have a clue about how to pray. I told her that it wasn’t that long ago that I had confessed the same thing.

This is what someone told me and it has really been a blessing. I hope that it might help someone else out there also.

Prayer is just talking to God. It is probably the most important thing you can do. But it is also the easiest thing to do. You can talk to God anytime and anywhere. You can pray in the car, in your bed, while you’re washing dishes, in the department store, on your knees, on your feet, with hands folded or arms raised.

You should have a special time that you reserve for God but you can also talk to God all day long. If you see someone who is hurting you can just say, “God, please bless that person”. Or if you hear an ambulance siren you might say, “Lord please help that person and help the doctors to have wisdom.” Or if something good happens to you, be thankful and say, “Thank you Lord”.

It is habit you have to develop at first. I like to try to remember to say, “Good morning Lord.” as soon as I wake up because God has been there with me all night watching me sleep. It would be rude not to say something to Him when I first awake. Put a sticky note on your alarm clock to remind yourself at first.

Sometimes I just visualize Jesus sitting next to me in the car and I try to talk to Him just like I would any other friend. Jenny and I like to pray first thing in the morning. It’s so easy to forget though especially when you’re running late or something. But I find that if I don’t take the time to pray first thing, that in a matter of minutes I become consumed by all the daily chores pulling at me and before you know it, you’re lost in the things of the world again.

He longs to hear from us. That is why He created us.

I Admire the Faith of the Atheist

Faith of the Atheist

I know the whole idea of being an atheist is that you don’t believe in anything but actually that is a belief in itself. The faith of the atheist is really quite astounding to me. The atheist actually has more faith than the believer in my humble opinion. You see, I believe that there is a God and that he created the earth so that he could live here with us here on earth. I believe that he did come to earth and died for my (our) sins and that because I believe in him I will go to Heaven when I die. I have faith in that belief.

The atheist, on the other hand believes that there is no God and that this life is all there is and when this life is over, we just … stop existing. The atheist has faith in this belief.

If you really think about it. What do I have to lose by believing in God and Heaven. I’m not really risking anything.  If I’m right, I get to go to Heaven. If I’m wrong then I will just … stop existing. I’m not any worse off than the atheist because I believed something that wasn’t.

The atheist, on the other hand is risking not going to Heaven if they are wrong. It seems to me that the atheist has to have a lot more faith in their belief than I do. The atheist has a lot more to lose if they are wrong than the believer in God and Heaven.

I dare you to ask God to show you that he is real. The best proof that I know of that God is real is the way he changes people’s lives. But he won’t force himself upon you. You have to ask him. Again… I dare you… just ask him to show you that he is real. Just say, “Hey God, if you are real, let me know you are there – show me a sign.” I dare you!

What have you got to lose?

God’s Original Master Plan Didn’t Include the Cross

Before He Created the World, God’s original master plan was to live with us. That’s why he created us in the first place.

God’s original master plan always included living as a human being on earth with us. God wanted to include us in the love relationship of the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit. The plan didn’t become a rescue operation until after the fall out in the Garden of Eden.

Ephesians 1:3-14
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will— to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves. In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace that he lavished on us. With all wisdom and understanding, he made known to us the mystery of his will according to his good pleasure, which he purposed in Christ, to be put into effect when the times reach their fulfillment—to bring unity to all things in heaven and on earth under Christ.

In him we were also chosen, having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will, in order that we, who were the first to put our hope in Christ, might be for the praise of his glory. And you also were included in Christ when you heard the message of truth, the gospel of your salvation. When you believed, you were marked in him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit, who is a deposit guaranteeing our inheritance until the redemption of those who are God’s possession—to the praise of his glory.
Picture of Jesus holding child's hand

For The Love Of Dog

For The Love Of Dog

Today, I was struck by a wonderful revelation. God does love me. He really does love me. I really think I get it now… thanks to my dogs.
Please let me explain. As I was trying to talk frankly with Jesus (I sometimes imagine He is sitting on the loveseat directly across from the couch where I usually sit as I pray and read my Bible), I was suddenly struck by the realization that I am pitiful. This happens to me a lot.

I’m not a righteous man in so many ways. I don’t love my neighbor as myself most of the time and in fact I can barely stand to be around most people for very long to name just one of my shortcomings. “How can You possibly love me? How could You possibly die for me? How can this really be true?” Suddenly I was interrupted by one of our four dogs as she was attempting to steal a chew bone from her sister. This fighting over bones is a frequently occurrence among all four of our canine residents. That’s just one of the many frustrations of dog ownership. But in spite of all their shortcomings, I love them with all my heart. I love each of them equally. I discipline them when necessary and they are constantly doing the wrong thing. I try to train them to behave properly and I can tell that they would do anything for me if they could just understand what it is I am trying to get them to do.

I think God must feel that way about me… about us. He knows that I am trying to do the right thing most of the time. Sometimes I lose my focus on Him. Kind of like my dogs when they smell a bone. It’s hard to stay focused when there are so many bones in the world. I talk to my dogs all the time, even though I know they usually don’t understand what I’m trying to tell them. They just aren’t as smart as us humans although sometimes they do seem to understand exactly what I mean. I’m sure God is talking to me all the time too and it must be frustrating for Him too when I don’t hear or understand what He’s trying to tell me. I hate to discipline my dogs. I’m sure it hurts me more than it hurts them but I care about them and I want them to be good dogs. I’m sure God hates to discipline us too.

One thing I know about my dogs is that they love me and want to please me more than anything else. I hope my dogs know that I love them too no matter what they might do wrong. And that helps me to see how God could love me too, no matter how many things I do wrong. He want me to do the right thing and He will keep trying to train me to “fetch”. But I know He will love me even if I don’t bring Him the bone.

How I Know I Will See My Pets In Heaven

How I Know I Will See My Pets In Heaven

My parents made me go to church almost every Sunday as I was growing up.
Church and Sunday School.
But as soon as I got old enough to make my own decisions about attending church, I quit going.
I didn’t start going back to church again until I was in my forties.
One day I was shocked when I realized that all these people I was going to church with believed that Jesus was the son of God. Really?
Somehow, I had missed that detail in my earlier church life.
I knew all the stories about Jesus and how he was such a great teacher and how he performed all these miracles and such.
He turned water into wine, healed the blind, calmed the sea, walk on water, fed 5000 people with a couple of fish… he even raised a person up from the dead. But the strangest story of all was how he was killed, buried and then came back from the dead and walked, talked and even ate with people after he had been executed.
I guess I never really believed all the stories were really true.
A lot of them were really far fetched but the Bible is full of far fetched stories.
That’s what made it interesting.
I thought Greek and Roman Mythology was interesting too.
But one day I suddenly realized that these seemingly normal people really believe that all these stories from the Bible were real.
I had recently completed a 12 Step program for my drinking problem and had been reintroduced to the idea of a higher being who was in charge and could help us do things we couldn’t do ourselves.
Well, I have always believed there was a God… maybe more than one.
It seemed to me that there were a lot of people who believed in a lot of different Gods.
I had been praying a lot lately and I definitely felt that my prayers had been answered so I was really interested in finding out more about this God. I could have just taken a “leap of faith” like a lot of people do and just accept everything the preacher said as true, but I’m just not wired that way. I started researching the history of the church and the Bible.
The turning point for me was when I read a book called “The Case for Christ” by Lee Strobel. Lee Strobel was a very successful investigative reporter for the Chicago Tribune. He was an atheist and after finding that his wife was turning into a Jesus fan, he set out to prove the fallacy of the Bible thumping Christians. I hate to ruin the book for you but after extensive investigation, Lee Strobel became a Christian.( to be continued)