An attempt to declare the Glory of God for what He has chosen to do with our lives. A legacy to leave to my children in the telling of it.

Thursday, December 22, 2011


Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God. Blessed are you who hunger now, for you will be satisfied. Blessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh. Blessed are you when men hate you, when they exclude you and insult you and reject your name as evil, because of the Son of Man. Rejoice in that day and leap for joy, because great is your reward in heaven.
Luke 6:20-23

I have been reading in Luke lately and have been soaking up the words of my Savior. Sweet words that are a balm to my soul; words that go deeper than just letters on a page.
When the Lord saw her {the mother whose son had just died}, His heart went out to her and He said, "Don't cry." Then He went up and touched the coffin, and those carrying it stood still. He said, "Young man, I say to you, get up!" The dead man sat up and began to talk, and Jesus gave him back to his mother. Luke 7:13-15"Tradition says that while Christ was hanging there {on the cross}, the angels drew their swords. They announced, 'We are going to rescue you.' God said, 'No,' and the Scripture says that God spared Him not." Billy Graham
As I read that passage this morning I could just about imagine Jesus as He walked the streets of Nain, when along came the weeping mother and the coffin. I didn't have to imagine the mother; I knew her all too well. Being the very Son of God, Jesus realized what she couldn't see at the time: that her son would one day rise again. Scripture says that Jesus' heart went out to her.

Those words were said at Trent's funeral, that one day Jesus would say to Trent, "Young man, I say to you, get up!" And Trent will rise, coming forth with a glorious, imperishable body.*

How Jesus' heart must go out to His hurting children. How hard it must be to be bound by sovereignty for the sake of greater glory for our Savior to have to wait to say those words. The pain He must feel to see mother's weeping, all the while knowing Himself the depth of their pain and the joy that is coming.

Do the angels draw their swords while the enemy appears to be conquering, while mother's cry the tears and fight back the doubts? Is the great cloud of witnesses that surround the believer amazed or disappointed for the level of our faith?*

I have often wondered what went on in the angelic realm the day that Trent headed down that ski slope: did the angels have to be restrained from rescuing this little one that they had been put in charge of*, not knowing fully, either, God's perfect and sovereign plan?

For God's ways are higher than our ways; higher than the heavens are from the earth.*

Luke reminds us to Rejoice - Rejoice! - and leap for joy. He tells the poor, and the hungry, and those who weep now that great is our reward in heaven, and that we should look forward to it; a reward so great that it's worthy of the weeping. Therefore, we go on rejoicing, trusting, and weeping day by day until we receive it and see face-to-face this mighty God who is wise enough to have ordained it all to be this way.
* Hebrews 12; Matthew 18:10; Revelation 20; Isaiah 55:9


Brenda said...

Terri - your words are beautiful and your photos are too. It's amazing that God gives you "flowers" even in the frost.

I think your second book should be a daily devotional with these soul searching treasures the Lord reveals to you and the photos He gives to go with your words. Be Blessed my friend!

Dicky Bird said...

Good idea Brenda! I think so too. Terri, I just finished the book - I could hardly read thru tear filled eyes. The way you describe things is so touching. Your faith in salvation is so encouraging. What a loving tribute to Trent! I am sharing it with others to read too. Uplifting words that glorify our savior! Blessigns from Ringle.

TheLazyJ said...

What a good reminder. Much needed as I seem to find myself weeping more than rejoicing lately. Missing that bugger, and my heart feels broken these last few days, for you, yours, and myself.

Beautiful pictures, as usual. Thanks for sharing.

OurCrazyFarm said...

Your words have blessed me again ladies:)) Now I have ideas of another book buzzing around in my brain! It doesn't take much to get me started on another project.

Actually ... I have been writing the chronicles of our farm move in a book format ... maybe just for us, but we'll see.

I love the "flowers" thought Brenda!

I'd hug you if I was closer Dicky Bird:))

Me too, Traci, me too~ we're one day closer...

The Johansen Family said...

Terri ~ I'm thinking of you and yours on this special day (it's Christmas). I pray the peace that passes all understanding was in your heart today and always. I can only imagine how much Trent was missed on this day. Love you, Laura