Close to thee

        Thou my everlasting portion,
        more than friend or life to me,
        all along my pilgrim journey,
        Savior, let me walk with thee.
        Close to thee, close to thee,
        close to thee, close to thee,
        all along my pilgrim journey,
        Savior, let me walk with thee.
        Not for ease or worldly pleasure,
        nor for fame my prayer shall be;
        gladly will I toil and suffer,
        only let me walk with thee.
        Lead me through the vale of shadows,
        bear me o'er life's fitful sea;
        then the gate of life eternal
        may I enter, Lord, with thee.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

FROM THE HEART

Growing up in the Zimbabwe of early 90's, before divorces were fashionable it was still fairly common to have two parents at home. In school, I was the only one in our class that didn't have a father at home, because of a divorce. I know depression and hatred all too well. Like many, I have had my heart broken. Dumped. Depleted. Rejected. Various forms of physical anguish, different kinds of sad-various shades. Have you ever wondered what life would be like if you could eliminate the pain, auction off your past? I sure have, though I am grateful for my youth--it helped shape me. I wouldn't be who I am today. I've been asked, "What kept you going?" My mother, some would say, isn't well spoken or well educated, but she was always nurturing, there. She is a quiet leader. Accountable. She isn't superficial or shallow. She wasn't out using men. In fact she never remarried after separating from dad – yet she was in her early 30s. My te
Read more

An Acient Greek Legend on jealoousy

An Acient Greek Legend There's an ancient Greek legend that sets the stage in which we confrontand learn to tackle the joy-stealer of jealousy. It seems a young Greekathlete ran in a race and placed second. In honor of the winner, thevillage placed a large statue of the athlete in the town square.As you might imagine the second place runner was attacked by envy andjealousy. He struggled with those joy-stealers to the point where hemade plans to destroy the statue. Every night, just after dark, he wentout and chipped away at the foundation of the statue, expecting it tofall on its own someday. One night, however, he chipped too much. Thestatue's weakened base suddenly cracked and fell on top of him. He diedunder the crushing weight of the person he had come to despise.But the truth is, he died a long time before the statue fell on him. Inreality he cased to live when envy and jealousy began to govern hislife. He became a slave to the joy-stealer of jealousy.
Read more

SIT AND TIE THAT SHOE LACE

By Taffy Bete Imagine a child running with her friends who falls over her shoelaces, quickly jumps up and starts running again without tying the lace. How far can this child go before tripping over the lace again? Until that shoelace is tied, that child will keep falling with each fall, making her dirty and draining a bit of her enthusiasm. We all have moments when we find ourselves knocked down on our knees, haunted by self doubt, painful memories and past failures. Emotions and thoughts that dare us to just give up, stop dreaming big and just settle for the ordinary. A number of greatness thoughts tell us to rise and run again but a recent incident had me wondering what if when we found ourselves in the basement we sit for a bit, tie our shoelaces then rise again. A powerful strong woman I know was once asked how she made it through all the hard times she had been through and she said ''I have learnt I will find myself in the basement several times along the way. I have em
Read more