Isolated
We had an unusual time since my last post. I came home Wednesday to a silent phone. My cell phone wasn't being reliable either. And then the Internet connection was sporadic. That sequence of events led to this entry.
Isolated
Isolated, or so it seems;
No Internet, no cell phone, no land line;
Yet this isolation is
Only on the level, while
Nothing seems or is known to me to
Cut off communication with
The Most High.
So I am not alone,
Not isolated from Him in whom I live and move and have my being.
I am not isolated from real Life.
I am not separated from the I AM.
I am surrounded by Him;
His presence is as real as He Is.
I am not isolated;
I am protected;
In I AM, at peace, without distraction.

100+ posts

Having posted at this blog weekly since October 2006, it seems I have reached that 100+ mark. But then there are my other blogs. Yes, somehow I went from one to two to three to five blogs, with this being the most regularly written on [or to].

How did I come to have five blogs?

When I could not figure out how to list my then favorites on a blog roll on this blog, I created www.toasted-by.blogspot.com

I still had (and have) many poems and therefore created a blog where I could post them:
www.blogstoastedbytuesdayssliceofbread.blogspot.com

That's three.

www.writersalphabet-ebeth.blogspot.com is a little something pertaining to aspects of writing.

The fifth blog? Sometimes I can't wait until a Tuesday to post something, so that is for the other six days of the week: www.stillebeth.blogspot.com

And there you have it (them).

ETERNITY
FOREVER will not be long enough
To worship Him
To know Him
To serve Him
To please Him
FOREVER will not be long enough
To walk with Him
To sit at His feet
To hear His voice
To do His will
FOREVER will not be long enough
To know Him fully
To worship Him rightly
FOREVER will not be long enough

Words of encouragement

Matthew 11:28-30
Jesus is speaking: "Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light."

1 Corinthians 15:56-58
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.

Galatians 6:9-10
And let us not grow weary in doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith.

Two Poems for Jeanne

"Coincidentally" the first of these was written exactly two years before Jeanne entered into the presence of her Lord. I cannot date the longer piece as precisely. And no, I did not have her in mind when I first wrote them. They just seem to fit now.

When and why does a Christian die?

A Christian's death comes when he has completed the tasks
His Lord asks--
And then comes the rest
And then comes the glory
And then comes the seeing
And then death is the means
To life in its fullness for
Life is being with and like Christ.

Whatever beauty this world holds

Whatever beauty this world holds,
It holds as a poor reflection of heaven,
It holds yet as pure as the earthly can be,
It holds and it draws me more close to Thee.

Whatever beauty this world contains,
It contains as a gift from heaven,
It contains as mist or rains
Something of the glory yet to be known,
It contains yet a bit, yet a scent,
And through it I see and sense,
Incense which draws me more close to Thee.

Whatever beauty of bird or mornings dew
Can only point me more to You
For all that is lovely in truth and delight
Is at God's right hand in radiant light.