II Peter 1:5-7

For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness, and to godliness, brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness, love.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Thank You Lord


Thank you for the sun’s warming rays
and  sunsets that amaze
Thank you for blessings of each day
 for listening while I pray
Thank you Lord

Thank you for stars up in the sky
 for tree branches so high
Thank you for a child’s cherished grin
and babies soft, soft skin
Thank you Lord

Thank you for storms you help us through
Trials  bring us close to you
Thank you for times our money’s spent
For  grace that  heaven sent
Thank you Lord

Thank you for comfort from a friend
and for the rain  you send
Thank you for the cooling breeze
 beauty of the deep blue seas
Thank you Lord

Add your own verse to this song
Come praise Him, sing along
Write down your blessings one by one
Keep singing till you’re done
Thank you Lord


Judy Wood

Saturday, October 13, 2012

And I Write


I am reading a book by Ann Voskamp: “One
Thousand Gifts”. I am not even halfway
through and it has already touched my
heart. 

I went to my room and started looking around
and thinking about my own gifts from God. 
The sound of the fan whirring over my head in
my room, the game of chase that our sweet
little Chihuahua plays with us, and a blessing
 of a car that has a speedometer that works
 “sometimes”.

Then I look at pictures that hold precious moments
in my life. The picture of my first grandson Fischer
when he was a baby. Two pictures: one of his mother
holding him and one of his daddy. Both mom and dad
 are looking at him so tenderly.

I see a picture of my other son and his wife. He is
holding my first granddaughter.  She is wearing a
onesie that has the logo of his favorite football team.

Then there is the picture of my daughter with two
dogs: Pocket and Rocket. Precious memories.

In just a few short minutes I wrote down thirteen
gifts. I am so excited to think of writing down the
day to day gifts that God has blessed me with and
to see all the ways that He loves me.

I also reflect on a verse in the bible: I Thessalonians
5:17-18 pray without ceasing; in everything give
thanks; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.
As I think about this I know that I also need to look
 back on  my life and think of those moments
which were frightening or sad. I need to think of those
as gifts because God saw me through those times. He
brought me out of the stormy times into times of
rainbow and sunshine.

I hope that I am able to write more about this journey
and all the gifts. I am sure like Ann Voskamp that I can
come up with One Thousand at least. I hope you can
also start thinking of God’s gifts each day. Maybe a
rainy day won’t seem like a blah day or a day full of
stress will be seen from a different perspective.

One Thousand Gifts:  start your counting.

Judy Wood

Monday, September 24, 2012

He Gives Me Sweet Victory


He’s my Lord and Redeemer, my Strength and my Rock,
He’s my Shield and Defender,  hand in hand we walk.

He’s my gentle Shepherd, who guides and leads me
He restores my soul and gives me sweet victory.

He’s the King of my life and from Him I won’t stray
He arms me for battle and gives strength for the day.

He’s the Lamb, the Messiah who died to save my soul
His blood washed my sins away and now I am whole.

Chorus:  He’s my Lord and Redeemer,
                  He's my Shield and Defender,
                  He's my King and Messiah,
                  He gives me victory, sweet victory.


Judy Wood

Friday, September 21, 2012

The Lost Lamb


One little lamb wandered far away
Why did he ever go astray?
Far from the Shepherd’s guiding hand,
Scared and lost in a sin filled land.

The Father watched for His child’s return
Oh, how His aching heart did yearn
Just for a glimpse of His son’s face
The dear son he longed to embrace.

Then one day as He gazed down the road
His heart with such joy overflowed
For His lost child that He adored
Had to the Father been restored.

Judy Wood

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Broken Bits of Me


Oh Father dear, just to be yours
Can you use someone like me,
Lying broken in the dust.
Please be the one that I can trust.

Chorus: You are the Potter
and I am the clay.
Please hold me and mold me
Make me beautiful today.
Lord make me beautiful today

With the tears rolling down my face,
I bring broken bits of clay
At your feet I lay them down
I once was lost, but now I’m found.

Chorus:  You are the Potter
and I am the clay.
Please hold me and mold me,
Make me beautiful today.
Lord make me beautiful today.

You are the Precious One who died
 To heal broken lives like mine
 I gave you my heart and soul
Now all the pieces are made whole


Chorus:  You are the Potter
and I am the clay.
Please hold me and mold me
Make me beautiful today.
Lord make me beautiful today.



Lord Healer of my broken heart
All glory and praise to you
For your ocean full of grace
With your  love I will win the race.

Chorus:  You are the Potter
and I am the clay.
Please hold me and mold me
Make me beautiful today.
Lord make me beautiful today.


Judy Wood

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