Resurrection Sunday

The Holy City

 Last night I lay a-sleeping
There came a dream so fair,
I stood in old Jerusalem
Beside the temple there.
I heard the children singing,
And ever as they sang,
Me thought the voice of angels
From heaven in answer rang.

Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Lift up your gates and sing,
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna to your King!

And then me thought my dream was changed,
The streets no longer rang,
Hushed were the glad Hosannas
The little children sang.
The sun grew dark with mystery,
The morn was cold and chill,
As the shadow of a cross arose
Upon a lonely hill.

Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Hark! How the angels sing,
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna to your King!

And once again the scene was changed;
New earth there seemed to be;
I saw the Holy City
Beside the tideless sea;
The light of God was on its streets,
The gates were open wide,
And all who would might enter,
And no one was denied.
No need of moon or stars by night,
Or sun to shine by day;
It was the new Jerusalem
That would not pass away.

Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Sing for the night is o'er!
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna for evermore!

My late beloved has sang this song at church on Easter.

"As for me, I know that my Redeemer lives,
 and at the last He will take His stand on earth."
Job 19:25

Easter Blessings

~Cheryl~

Tulips

We have had a couple of days of spring weather this week.  I am anxiously waiting for my tulips and other flowers to be in bloom.

Starting to see the tulips peaking out of the ground.

While I am waiting for the tulips to bloom outside,

creating a little spring inside.

 ~Cheryl~

Devotional

I have been reading a devotional for widows called,

Hope for an Aching Heart

by

Margaret Nyman

This devotional has been so helpful in the grieving proscess after losing a loved one.  She is so open about the things that she went through after losing her husband 6 weeks after his diagnoses of cancer.

The Lord has blessed me so with this devotional.

Easter cupcakes

My church  has a worship service each Sunday afternoon at an assisted living home in town.  I have been going each week and visiting ladies that come to the services.  It has been such a blessing to me.  I go to be blessing to these ladies and each time I come away thanking the Lord for the way He has blessed me with just what I need each time from these precious elderly ladies.

  I am slowly adjusting to my new role as a widow, God is leading me day by day.

God Leads Us Along

In shady, green pastures, so rich and so sweet
God leads His dear children along
Where the water’s cool flow bathes the weary one’s feet
God leads His dear children along

 

Some through the waters, some through the flood
Some through the fire, but all through the blood
Some through great sorrow, but God gives a song
In the night season and all the day long

 

Sometimes on the mount where the sun shines so bright
God leads His dear children along
Sometimes in the valley, in darkest of night
God leads His dear children along

 

Though sorrows befall us and evils oppose
God leads His dear children along
Through grace we can conquer, defeat all our foes
God leads His dear children along

 

Away from the mire, and away from the clay
God leads His dear children along
Away up in glory, eternity’s day
God leads His dear children along

~Cheryl~