Children

He called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said: "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
"And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name welcomes me. But if anyone causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a large millstone hung around his neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea.~Matthew 18:2-6

*please pray for my friend Ben, he went into the hospital tuesday with a collapsed lung and they don't know why or how long it will take to heal, thank you.

prayers

" Here in dust and dirt, O here, the liles of his love appear." ~ All the Way Home by Ann Tatlock

My friends grandpa was diagnosed with cancer and he found out last night. My dad is going in for back surgery next week the day I leave for Nelson. Please pray for my friend and my dad, I really appreciate it. Thank you.

"The desert and the parched land will be gald; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy." ~ Isaiah 35

I hear the Savior say,

“Thy strength indeed is small;

Child of weakness, watch and pray,

Find in Me thine all in all.”

Jesus paid it all,

All to Him I owe;

Sin had left a crimson stain,

He washed it white as snow.

For nothing good have I

Whereby Thy grace to claim,

I’ll wash my garments white

In the blood of Calvary’s Lamb.

And now complete in Him

My robe His righteousness,

Close sheltered beneath His side,

I am divinely blessed.
Lord, now indeed I find

Thy power and Thine alone,

Can change the leper’s spots

And melt the heart of stone.

When from my dying bed

My ransomed soul shall rise,

“Jesus died my soul to save,”

Shall rend the vaulted skies.

And when before the throne

I stand in Him complete,

I’ll lay my trophies down

All down at Jesus’ feet.

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.