Thanksgiving on Thursday...

In acceptance lieth peace,

O my heart be still;

Let thy restless worries cease

And accept His will.

Though this test be not thy choice,

It is His—

therefore rejoice.

In His plan there cannot be

Aught to make

 thee sad:

If this is His choice for thee,

Take it and be glad.

Make from it some lovely thing

To the glory of

 thy King.

Cease from sighs and murmuring,

Sing His loving grace,

This thing means thy furthering

To a wealthy place.

From thy fears He’ll give release,

In acceptance lieth peace.

—Hannah Hurnard

When I was a young woman,

I went through some very 

troubling days...

I had this poem taped to a

mirror in my bedroom,

and it often brought me

comfort

even though I had not

yet acknowledged Jesus

as my Lord.

I believe God used that poem

to rivet in my mind

that He is a loving Father

I could trust with 

EVERYTHING.

And when at last I did come to Him

through Jesus,

He was there to grow those

seeds to full burst of bloom,

allowing me to trust Him

completely.

Memories came flooding back

when a friend recently shared

this poem with me.

I think He brought them

to remind me

WHO He is

and what He has already done.

What a Father!

Here's hoping you are all having a good day,

and that Christ is truly your life.

Love and blessings,

Marcia