Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of His understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might He increaseth strength . . . But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. Isaiah 40:28-31
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Author Fyodor Dostoyevski

His daughter Aimee tells us, in her book about her father titled Fyodor Dostoyevski: A Study, that his only comfort during his exile was that little copy of the New Testament. She further said that:
He studied the precious volume from cover to cover, pondered every word; learned much of it by heart; and never forgot it. All his works are saturated with it, and it is this which give them thier power. Many of his admirers have said to me that it was a strange chance during the most important and formative years of his life. But was it a chance? Is there such a thing as chance in our lives? The work of Jesus is not finished; in each generation He chooses His disciples, beckons to them to follow Him, and gives them the same power over the human heart that He gave to the poor fishermen of Galilee . . . Throughout his life he would never be without his old prison Testatment, the faithful friend that had consoled him in the darkest hours of his life. He always took it with him on his travels and kept it in a drawer in his writing-table, within reach of his hand. He consulted it in all the important moments of his life.
Dostoyevski, himself stated, while writing from Siberia:
"One sees the truth more clearly when one is unhappy, and yet God gives me moments of perfect peace; in such moments I love and believe that I am loved; in such moments I have formulated my creed, wherein all is clear and holy to me. This creed is extremely simple: here it is. I believe that there is nothing lovelier, deeper, more sympathetic, more rational, more manly, and more perfect than the Savior. I say to myself with jealous love that not only is there no one else like Him, but that there could be no one."

Take No Thought . . .

Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment? Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature?
Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature?


Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith? Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed? (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things.
But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Note:
Everyday life
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Yo-Yo
I have not been on here in over a year.
I miss blogging. (very much).
Facebook is boring and I am tired of it.
So back to blogging I go.
Arrivderci!!! :)
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Went to the movie the other night. . .
"TANGLED."
It's about Repunzel. We recommend it if you are on the hunt to see a good clean movie.
Just in case you have forgotten, Repunzel is a princess who has super long hair!





