Rain In July

It is so uplifting when experiencing a dry spell in July when an unannounced and unexpected heavy rain, leaving puddles, pops up out of nowhere. Even when it begins to stop and the sun pops out, there is still the vision of rain in the background. The grass literally sparkles with raindrops. Only God can do this! What a blessing!

A Clean House

While thinking about the joy of dwelling in God’s house, my final resting place, it brought to mind the following song of old: 

 

Sing the wondrous love of Jesus; 

Sing His mercy and His grace; 

In the mansions bright and blessed 

He’ll prepare for us a place. 

When we all get to heaven,

what a day of rejoicing that will be! 

When we all see Jesus, 

we’ll sing and shout the victory!

 

Although I think about my final restful dwelling home with Jesus, I have to, also, think about what kind of place I am preparing in the present. The Holy Spirit indwells with me here, and I rejoice in that. To maintain a clean dwelling place for Him, I need to: 

Stop………to consider the pulling of the conscience

Listen…..and do not ignore His nudging

Choose…to reject missteps

Apply…. His guidance

If I can do this, then I can “sing and shout the victory” in the present. 

 

 

 

Mercies Given

Independence Day starts with the Power of God. He has been merciful in all things by blessing our great nation. He also blesses me, personally, with independence by His gifts, and I acknowledge all His ways. 

     God see all and is merciful! When I am wrong, He see. When I troubled, He sees. When I cry, He sees. 

       

Mercies Given

 

Great are Your mercies, O Lord!

You hear me when I cry 

From Your throne on high.

You reach out to guide,

And I know You are by my side and abide.

When sadness or glee enters my eye,

Lord, You know why!

You watch when my tears flow,

And my troubles, You know.

You understand and revive me

Within my sorrowful plea.

When my eyes shed streams of water,

I know you love me, your sinful daughter.

You are my hiding place,

As I seek Your face.

With every shimmering tear,

You are there to care and cheer.

Great are Your mercies and forgivings,

Helping me through my daily livings.

In my sobbing disgrace,

Your peace enters my space.

When I weep

Your presence makes my heart joyfully leap.

You establish my ways

Throughout my days.

You, O Lord, are my help in times of distress,

And I am blessed.

Great are Your mercies!

 

Mary Crisp Jameson July 5, 2025 

“Behold as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the Lord our God, until that he have mercy upon us.” Psalm 123:2 KJV 

 

Morning Prayer

My Morning Prayer

 

O Lord,

You created me in your image.

I feel and reason,

But only You can change the season.

You wove my inward parts,

Then sent the Holy Spirit into my heart.

You made me limited in body,

But You have no limitations;

You rule the nations.

You made me Your living temple, but I am confined-

Only You can indwell 

Within every human body and cell.

My life is here for a term-

You, O Lord, always was, is now, and forever

Helping me with my endeavor.

I came to be when You molded me,

But You existed before and will always forever be.

I change in thought and time,

But You, O Lord, are constant, unchanging, steadfast-

The One I need first and last.

You created me, 

And I become weary, tired, and fearful,

But You are there to make me cheerful.

From Your creation, I grew into a sinful state

With ways and thoughts, so lowly,

While Yours are greater and holy.

I, O Lord, am just a common, living being,

But You are all-seeing.

Lord, I am only flesh-

You are Spirit, the joy of my soul,

And it is You who makes me whole. 

You made me to, one day, be gone in the blink of an eye,

But You will remain to govern the earth and the sky, 

By Your hand, I will be reborn to live again-

To dance across your rebuilt glenn.

I will praise Your Holy name in my rebirth, 

And rejoice to live upon Your restored earth.

 

Mary Crisp Jameson 6/29/2025

“Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above the earth.” Psalm 57;11 KJV 

Think on These Things

     I am sure God is very familiar with the term “delay” which is postponing Him. I believe we all do it; for instance: 

 

“God, wait just one moment. Let me review Facebook first.” This is not putting God first. That is delaying!

 

“God, I am really busy right now. I will talk with you when I go to bed.”  Then, I fall asleep in the middle of my conversation with Him. That is not putting God first. That is delaying too long!

 

“God, I really need to talk with You, and I will as soon as this movie or news broadcast goes off.” That is not putting God first! That is delaying!

 

     I really do not think God is pleased with “delaying”. We delay, then we whine about our unanswered prayers. 

Joint Adventure

     Life can be a joint adventure. Anyway, that is usually the way it is in our household. The question might be who does the most? Who labors more? Who is in control? 

     Any successful adventure needs to include the One Most High. Take for example the following: 

 

I plant the garden, but my husband waters it, but who makes it grow? 

 

On trips I drive halfway, and my husband drives the other half, but who gets us there safely? 

 

I cook, and my husband does the dishes, but who supplies the food? 

 

I dust, and my husband vacuums, but who puts the real joy into our home? 

 

I believe I found the answer in 1 Corinthians 3:6-9. It is the joint-partner we hold tightly to in prayer and thanksgiving.

 

“I planted the seed, Apolios watered it, but God has been making it grow. So neither the one who plants nor the one who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow. The one who plants and the one who waters have one purpose, and they will each be rewarded according to their own labor. For we are co-workers in God’s service; you are God’s field, God’s building.” 

 

 

 

 

Love One Another

My “knee-jerk” reactions don’t always show how I prefer others to see me. I often wish I were slower in speech and action in order to consider what I want others to see in me. Is it:   

 

Rude or Polite

Unkind or Kind

Angry or Calm

Mad or Happy

Hurtful or Comforting

Ungrateful or Grateful

Unloving or Loving 

 

I only have to remember John 13:35 to know what needs to be instilled within.

“By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples; if ye have love one to another.”