Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus; have childlike faith and walk it's road.
Come to Jesus; have hope and walk it's path.
Come to Jesus all you weary souls.
Come to Jesus; lay down your weary crown.
Come to Jesus; you'll find rest within the favor of God.
Come to Jesus; you know sometimes you are afraid of the unknown.
Come to Jesus; He will hold your heart in His hands.
Come to Jesus; He's waiting at the door.
Come to Jesus; you can experience His peace forever more.
Come with the innocent spirit of a child.
Come to Jesus on the wings of a sparrow.
Come to Jesus empty and you will return full.
Come to Jesus just as you are.
Come to Jesus in the midst of the raging storm.
Come to Jesus even when you can no walk.
Come to Jesus emptied out and penniless.
Come to Jesus and He will restore everything.
Come to Jesus and let His mercy flow like hot candle wax.
Come to Jesus with your heart wide open.
Come to Jesus and take rest within His green pastures.
Come to Jesus with the spirit of hunger and thirst.
Come to Jesus with a clean, repentive heart.
Come to Jesus, for now is the time to worhip the lover of your soul.
Just come as you are; broken and poor. The rstoration is just around the bend. Ride on horses of faith through each trial, climb not fall.
I was thinking about my fears. When I was little our family lived all over the world from home to home. I hated being uprooted. Moving had it's
unknown chartered waters, like the passenger boat trips to the Orient. I remember being captive on the boat to China and all I could see for miles all around me was the deep blue sea. That was the most beautiful color of blue I have ever seen. I would be in a new home again. Darkness would fall and I would be afraid. I taught myself to find comfort in the little children prayers we were all taught in Sunday school. "Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. In the morning when I wake. Teach me Lord thy way to take." I always needed a night light. Somehow light comforted me. Light is a very important word. God is light. When God's "shine" dwelled in my soul for the first time, I could actually feel the warm of my Creator's hand. He was holding me. I was in God's favor. Now I seem to still be a drifting tumbleweed in time. I am homeless again due to life's uncertain winds of change. I know the drill! I just have to stay in the lifeboat that God has provided for me. I feel like I have closed one door and have opened another. Standing in the threshhold, I feel the magnetic pull towards the new chapter in my life. I suppose I know the drill all too well. I have had many homes in my lifetime. I miss having a home where my precious belongs surround me and compliment my life. It is kind of like, we are what we gather, possess and display in our temporal homes. Earthen treasures would be a good definition. The journey is always so hard with the fear of the unknown again. Like I said, I know the drill! I am ascending not decending, that is important because I want to grow in God's garden. I want to feel all the seasons up against my face. I need to embrace the sun, the moon's glow, the first wintery winds and all the sunrises and sunset up close and personal. It is my beautiful life unfolding all around me.
My singing call is:
"Come to Jesus and rest within His saving grace."
Come To Jesus
By: Mindy Smith
"Come To Jesus"Oh, my baby, when you're older
Maybe then you'll understand
You have angels that stands around you shoulders'
Cause at times in life you need a loving hand
Oh, my baby, when you're prayin'
Leave your burden by my door
You have Jesus standing by your bedside
To keep you calm, keep you safe,
Away from harm
Worry not my daughters,
Worry not my sons
Child, when life don't seem worth livin'
Come to Jesus and let Him hold you in His arms
Oh, my baby, when you're cryin'
Never hide your face from me
I've conquered hell and driven out the demons
I have come with a life to set you free
Worry not my daughters,
Worry not my sons
Child, when life don't seem worth livin'
Come to Jesus and let Him hold you in His arms
Oh, ohOh, ohYeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, my baby, when you're dying
Believe the healing of His hand
Here in Heaven we will wait for your arrival
Here in Heaven you will finally understand
Here in Heaven we will wait for your arrival
Here in Heaven you will finally understand
Worry not my daughters,
Worry not my sons
Child, when life don't seem worth livin'
Come to Jesus and let Him hold you in His arms
Come to Jesus with childlike faith and you will not be disappointed in the outcome...
Rich blessing to you and as always I close with "In Christ,"
Nancy
