This is My Father's World and I'm amazed!

 

This morning while baby bear was taking a nap, I decided to have a little prayer time. Now, I have a million things to do and could have chosen any one of those items to knock off my list. It would not have been wrong of me to choose them BUT I felt that prayer was needed. I sat for minute just observing the quietness. Sometimes, I think we go through the day with just noise, noise, noise! No, I don't mean children. Yes, they have their own sounds but I am talking about the radio, t.v., dishwasher, washing machine, etc. You name it! It can come with noise. So, I was amazed at how quiet it really was this morning. Even my street was quiet. Well, I live in a neighborhood full of children that just LOVE SUMMER. My street being quiet was a little shocking. As I sat there with my thoughts(which can be scary) my mind ponder on my son. Sometimes, I am overwhelmed at just how much God/Jesus truly does love me unconditionally. I knew this before becoming a mom BUT TO feel it is another aspect that is new in my life. I know this because I look at my son with the same eyes that Christ must look at me! It is absolutely an AMAZING FEELING! You can not describe it, you can not put into words, but you just know! Then tears begin to form in my eyes as I am grateful everyday for the precious gift he has given to me(us), my(our) son. All I have to do is look at my son and I know how much God/Christ truly does love me. I learn something new about myself when I am with baby bear. This morning this is the "song" that came to my heart.....We sing songs to baby bear at night. HE loves the old song book hymns. I hope you know this one. The song was inspired by these 2 scriptures: "Psalm 33: 5 "He loves righteousness and justice; the earth is full of his unfailing love."and Psalm 50:12b "For the world is mine, and all that is it." (NIV) It was written by Reverend Maltbie D. Babcock, Presbyterian ministers and it was published posthumously in 1901. Okay enough of the history lesson! Anyway, those are my thoughts for the day. 

 

 

This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere.

This is my Father’s world. O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.
This is my Father’s world: the battle is not done:
Jesus Who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and Heav’n be one.

This is my Father’s world, dreaming, I see His face.
I open my eyes, and in glad surprise cry, “The Lord is in this place.”
This is my Father’s world, from the shining courts above,
The Beloved One, His Only Son,
Came—a pledge of deathless love.

This is my Father’s world, should my heart be ever sad?
The lord is King—let the heavens ring. God reigns—let the earth be glad.
This is my Father’s world. Now closer to Heaven bound,
For dear to God is the earth Christ trod.
No place but is holy ground.

This is my Father’s world. I walk a desert lone.
In a bush ablaze to my wondering gaze God makes His glory known.
This is my Father’s world, a wanderer I may roam
Whate’er my lot, it matters not,
My heart is still at home.

 

This is My Father's World and I am grateful he put baby bear in it and I am amazed!

( I sure miss singing the old hymnals in church)