Pat Boone

Just for golden oldies lol......

http://www.patsgold.com/

Close To Him

Though I am a sinner I am saved by redeeming grace..

My fortune is in my saviour His love forever true

He longs to draw us closer in this short time of Grace...

I long to ever be able to look on his dear dear face...

Sometimes I spend only minutes with this true friend of mine

How he longs for me to spend more time just more time....
For his cares are our cares, his burdens ours too....

I thank you oh my saviour for being close and ever true...

Help me dear Lord to listen, to your every word in obedience

To your plan.....

For on that cruel cross you suffered took all my sin,

Gave up your Life: and were buried there....

But then Oh how triumphant!

You rose, your body, no longer there...

Empty Grave and grave cloths......

To give us all true hope and not despair......

Marina Fiorato

www.marinafiorato.com

www.marinafiorato.blogspot.com

Just to let you know a bit about this lovely girl and authoress.....

Please please check her website and blog......Blessings......

Simply Books Pocklington

Just to mention this lovely Book shop in Pocklington...

Husband and I went to a lovely evening at Pocklington church organised by Sarah
from' Simply Books bookshop in Pocklington'.....
WE met the authoress of two books The Glass Blower Of Marano and The Madonna of the Almonds..... Sarah had done the tables beautifully we all had Italian nibbles and if wanted
a small glass of Amaretto which incidentally is not made of almonds but the kernel of an apricot....
I have taken some pics of it but need to download when I get chance.....

Global Day of Prayer.

'If my people who are called by name will humble themselves and pray, I will heal the land.'.....

Just me

I really need to do a new blog ...just on Israel... But at the moment can't get it all together...
Couldn't get on blog yesterday but today can! PTL....
We are having gorgeous weather.... Today has been 73F. Which is marvelous for us! Also not too humid! This is just a small note to any that may be here... Also Yahoo is shutting down...
Had problem with e/mail @ hotmail so am in the process of doing another e/mail shortly.....
But you can contact me by leaving me a comment here or at www.xanga.com/freye.
Blessings......

The Living Sacrifice

It was the father's love

that lifted me.....

It wasthe father's love

that set me free...

It was the cruel nails

on that accursed tree...

It was the cruel nails

that came and lifted me...

It was the Living blood

flowed from his human hands

It was the Living blood

that covered all of me...

It was the Sacrifice

upon that awesome day

It was the sacrifice

that blew all death away....

It was His risen Life

that set this sinner Free

It was Eternal Life

that came and lived in me......

Younger daughter Jess & friends

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Our Church

After much Prayer we visited a few churches in our area.... Most were pleasant but we felt quite @ home At Living Springs Church...
After renting a part of the Church of England Primary School ...
They felt led to purchase the Lease for Armstrong House...
It is a large building above netto....
In the centre of Market Weighton...
Praise the Lord They & We are there........
I think @ the moment the lease is for a year......
We care enjoying some living friendly fellowship......
If any care to view IT IS:

http://www.livingspringsministries.org.uk

The Pastor is Dr Alex Appiah
and his dear wife Amma

Blessings

and thanks for all your Prayers........

Torch Singer Deborah Liles

Found this great singer...
Hope you will enjoy her music as much as I did.....
Some of the good old classics...
You might need a 'hankie'
Blessings....

www.deborahliles.com

A modern Queen of Torch.....

Wonderful Russian Music Site

http://www.origenmusic.com

Wonderful site of all sorts of Ukranian and Russian music...
Both secular and religious...
A beautiful redition of AVA MARIA........

marvelous awe inspiring........

A Garden Edens Time.

' You are closer to God in a Garden than anywhere else on Earth'
How often as a child she had been in gardens especially beautiful ones in England....
She had often seen the above incribed on stone blocks;pavers all sorts....
But whenever she read it ; It bothered her in some way she wasn't sure why?
It was only years later in fact that she realised why?
Surely The most significant time in history had happened in a garden... long ong ago.
In that Garden when mankind and Eternity came together.
When a choice had to be made.
It was in a garden that sin first made it's enterance and caused that chasm
between God and man...
And a dark deep shadow fell on that garden ; For a moment primeval and fearful:

The Boy In Striped Pyjamas.. Pocklington Art Centre

Husband and I went to the little arts centre at Pocklington:
It is really quite unique.....
I do hope you will view:

http://www.pocklingtonartscentre.co.uk

We saw
'The Boy In Striped Pyjamas' from the book by John Boyne

What an amazing film we could speak with the director afterwards...
It is being made by Miramax showing soon in the us...
PLEASE PLEASE LOOK AT THE TRAILER:

http://www.thefilmfactory.co.uk/boy

Thinking Of Spring

There's still that nip in the air
But Spring blossoms are all about....
The snow drops are nearly gone
carpets upon carpets of white
turning their heads in merry dance
chilled by the late snows.....
Crocus shoots are up small purple
among the greenery......
Winter cyclamen are abounding under
the tree pastel colours almost too shy to show
their beauty......
There's something comforting about Spring to me anyway....
New shoots; new growth;
After the dark somewhat gloomy months...
Then again think of Autumn...
season of mists and mellow...
Vibrant reds of maple rusts and mustard's of oak and sycamore...
Depending on our weather; we don't always have
vibrant colours and crisp winters.
Hence the leaves can fall early with a damp sort of hue...
But sometimes a crisp sunny autumn season...
What a Golden russet time........

Not Meant

I didn't mean to break your heart...
It was so long ago...
I didn't mean to tear into all we used to do!
I didn't mean to be unkind
and throw it all away...
I didn't mean to say Goodbye on that summer day.
If I could open up the door, the rusty key might turn
open up all the memories
then I may have learned
that you were good, and you were kind
and you were all and all...
and everytime I think of you
You still make me stand tall....

A Mighty Saviour

For I know a Mighty Saviour
Jesus Christ the Lord
For he listens to our hearts cry..
and understands them all.
Oh! he is a Mighty Saviour
He means all the world to me
His tears are our tears
He longs to set us Free...
He understands our moments be they
for shadow or shine
He Longs to bring his children closer
dear one... Can You make him thine?

Just For Today

Just for today Dear Lord...
Just for today..
Thankyou for your help Lord
In every sort of way.
Just for your kindness Lord
Just for today
Help me to remember you
when I kneel to pray
Just for your Love Lord
Just for today
Help me to appreciate
All you do each day.
Did I see you in a strangers face?
Just for today
Did I see you in a child's smile?
Just for today
Help me to remember Lord
just for today.......

Out Of Darkness

Out of Darkness into your light.. dear Lord...
Only when we go through dark times ; dear Lord do we see Your Light appear...
It clearly shines for us admidst the problems of each day and then our roots
are more firmly sunk into your rock; solid ground that cannot moved; on which
to place our feet...
Sometimes Dear saviour Only your feet I see...
Then in a Glorious moment...
Your Face does ever shine for me...
Sunshine out of shadows...
Blessings out of Rain.

Justified

Dear Lord:
To give and not to count the cost....

Praise be: Dear saviour the keeper of our souls.......

We are justified by you......... Just one drop of your blood would have been enough......

Help me to spend more time just with you.......

Why have I put up this wall which at times I can't allow you to break down.......

You must be Lord of All the rooms in my house........

Indeed we ARE temples of the Holy Spirit....

How awesome is that?

It is so easy to grieve you dear third person of the trinity.......

But you came as a DOVE.....

Indeed long ago when Noah sent you out of his ark............

and again during your baptism by your cousin faithful John......

When the religious asked you 'had you come to do away with the Law...

You said 'no I have come to fulfill it!'

So both the Old and the New testament stand in evidence of your coming.....

The Holy spirit weaving strands through all until the time of the times.......

We have been given shoes of Peace........

Indeed we do fight but that is a battle fought in heaven along with your blessed angels.....

Your covenant stands For Peace & Love.......

When your faithful impetuous Peter struck the ear of the Roman

You said: my kingdom is not of this world.........

Then you healed the ear not of a friend but of an enemy.......

How far we have come from that simple unfettered life......

Everything has become off balance...

We do indeed reap that which we sow.....

But only very few men have the gift to live in complete isolation from everyone.

We are not islands to our selves...

You were there in the midst of all the sin and degradation with all the down cast and heavy laden.

Lord help me to become more like you.......

Restore this broken pot to a vessel you can use.....

Help me to Love........as you did....

Whatever things are true, whatever things are pure, whatever things are of good report, think only on these things.....

Memories

The whole of earth groans

The whole of earth groans; before that final day as if as a woman in labour.... Man was given dominion over the earth but to be a good loving custodian...
Not to abuse his power not to create different species for our selfish pleasure which are alone a Holy God's.......

The animal kingdom cries out.....
Every cry of each living thing before it becomes extinct is recorded in Heaven...
Every death of a species... How awesome are your ways Oh lord....
We cry out to you dear Lord for each tribe and soul...
Sometimes God allows darkness for his own purpose 'for his ways are not
our ways' but righteous and holy...
Nothing happens that God does not ultimately allow..
A sacrifice of praise comes up from the poor downcast and heavy laden...
For you are Yahweh Jehovah God we cry out for your mercy..
For you are Abba father; Risen Saviour; Glorious Lord...
Jesus we honour you we give you Praise and all the Glory...
You will reign again in Our Lives as we put All our Faith and Trust in You....

Pain and suffering count as all Joy...

Pain and suffering... Some have a ministry of tears......
They that wait on the Lord are clothed in righteousness, mercy truth and love are theirs...
Joy commeth in the morning...

'Sharp were the thorns upon your head that pierced your tender brow...
Precious was the BLOOD so freely given for us....
Living blood was spilt on that tree at Calvary...
Precious were your tears dear Lord
Precious was your Love...
Love Divine came down that day
Love from Calvary none could take it's place
Lamb of God our sacrifice of Divine and precious Grace'...

My Hope Is In The Lord.....

He brings good joy and fortune
My hope is in the Lord...
Jesus, Jesus Joy of man's desiring...

For he encampeth around his people ISRAEL...
He bringeth HOPE and PEACE
Zebulan shall bring forth her hope....
Those things in the latter days shall be made known.
They that dwell in Zion shall be 'born anew'
He that commeth in the name of the Lord
shall be strong and his strength shall not fail him......

For the family of Shalvet in the Hebron

Oh what tears you bring Lord
You lay it at our feet
Tears of sorrow and weeping......
are seen by the Angels Above
For you have stored our tears in a bottle
But you embrace with your infinite Love
Disciples tired and weary...
Your command they did not understand...
'Suffer the little children you said..
Bring them nigh unto me...
For such is the kingdom of heaven
It is yours; if only you see'....

'For I shall take away all their weeping and
their pain and sorrow shall be no more'.....

Blessed Hope.

While we wait for the blessed hope - the
glorious appearing of our great God and Saviour Jesus Christ...
Who gave himself for many to reedeem us from all wickedness
and purify for himself a people that are his very own eager
to do what is good....

Titus/ 2 13:14:

Giving to my Father

Father if I could give to you
the words that are in my heart.
I would give you all the love
that I could impart.
If my heart was pure and true
I would do the rest
I pray each day more earnestly
to give you of my best.

If each day were filled with love
What a world this would be.....
Shadows would be far less dark
Sunshine would be bright
All the world in beauty would
be filled with your constant LIGHT...

Dark Wood Poland

For I heard the sounds of silence...
The voices came to me;
they were there even in the shadows..
As I walked among the russet leaves;
crumpled by many many feet
fleeing souls ran, and ran even
the shadows followed them...
even the shadows heard their screams...
Sunlight rippled and dimpled between the branches...
It was hard to imagine now;
where fallen bodies lay for their covering russet and
many many layers upon layers of leaves.
Now; smaller feet and hands made small mounds in the leaves
where not that long ago..... a time in history was denied by many
and accepted by few...
Sunshine again broke through bright sparkling between the
branches of the trees casting a shadow on the ground
for some reason the shape was Cruciform.....

Please realise that during this time I am aware that Polish people
and indeed others did help and will be remembered by our Lord
and judge in the avenue of the righteous gentiles and at the future
appearing in the valley of Jehosophat:

God's people.....

I had always believed but rebelled against the church
and many many things of which I am not proud.
During much searching I still felt a void in my life......
In the end having to face this man;God; JESUS......
During this time I gave my heart to him... it was during this time
I became aware of anti semitism and realised through Gods help and
grace that it is a spirit.....
I had always been interested in the Jewish people indeed had worked with
them... I often thought of the times during the war in the uk when people
seemed to be preocupied with indeed horrendous problems but thought
more and more especially of the trains that had transported Gods people.....
The following poem is one I was given about their plight in Poland....

The Art Of Penmanship penpal Age old remedies.

However quick and easy the e/mail is :
There is something to be said about letter writing...
The Art Of Penmanship...
For a period of I guess nrly 20 yrs I have had penpals that have come and gone
most of whom I have met and them us....
Because of my penfriend Miras husbands job as an airline pilot they have moved several times
over the years one of my vivits taking me to a small town in Connecticut where they were
dependent among other things on a septic tank buried deeply in the ground...
After an evenings entertainment... not being on the national grid.. The water pump decided
to give out an dark orange goo coming from all the pipes...
So we had no water to drink bathe or shower or flush the toilets normal everyday things of life..
The plumber being away; Miras husband had just left on a flight to Tel Aviv..
Neighbours of a distance of up to 30 miles rallied round to help. Gave us drinking water,
meals and showers where needed.
At that time there were the hurricanes in Florida where many were still without power etc.,
candles among other things being sent from all over the u.s
On returning to her home I had a problem with a toenail which was becoming somewhat painful...
The toe looking quite swollen too....
Mira ever ready went to her pantry and returned with a green old fashioned loooking tin..
Trust me she said try this ointment it works wonders...
On reading the label was amazed to read;
'For minor congestion of the udder thoroughly wash treated teats.
The name being ' Bag Balm' Lyndonville Vermont.. It was for cows....
The black and white ones no doubt.
Mira replying ' we didn't live in Vermont for nothing'..
All I can say is it was a complete cure the bruising and pain going...
Not that I am recomending this for any of you reading but it worked for me!