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 We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
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“There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on His Word spiritual strength for labour in his service. We ought to muse upon the things of God, because we thus get the real nutriment out of them. . . . Why is it that some Christians, although they hear many sermons, make but slow advances in the divine life? Because they neglect their closets, and do not thoughtfully meditate on God's Word. They love the wheat, but they do not grind it; they would have the corn, but they will not go forth into the fields to gather it; the fruit hangs upon the tree, but they will not pluck it; the water flows at their feet, but they will not stoop to drink it. From such folly deliver us, O Lord. . . .” ― Charles Spurgeon “Our anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strengths.” ― C. H. Spurgeon “Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.” ― Charles Haddon Spurgeon “If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our dead bodies. And if they perish, let them perish with our arms wrapped about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go unwarned and unprayed for.” ― Charles Spurgeon “A Bible that’s falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn’t.” ― Charles Spurgeon “Visit many good books, but live in the Bible.” ― Charles Spurgeon “When your will is God's will, you will have your will.” ― Charles Spurgeon https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2876959.Charles_Haddon_Spurgeon (Philippians 2:13, KJV)    |
hottest summer day water find for all that live shade makes hopeful peace by Jay O’Toole on August 15th, 2023   |
Micah is a three-year-old. He's really quite a boy. I wish I had a gift for him, a wondrous little toy. This is what I'll do for him. I'll write a little verse to tell him what he means to me, as does his aunt, the nurse. Three, these years ago, it's true blest Micah came to be, a boy among a fam'ly blest, a treasured son is he. Breath of fresh air he has been, redeeming a year so ill, and now the future has a win, like Dad's and Grand's best will. The ladies of the fam'ly, four are doting on this child with hugs and kisses. That, no doubt, and from his first day, Smiled. Young Micah, now you walk and talk, and do that very well. One day, I'm sure, you'll know The One, Whose Story you will tell. Jesus loves us. Can you sing about the little Boy, Who came at Christmas in some hay to give our hearts His Joy? "For God, He loved the whole wide world." His Boy became a Man, Who lived, and died, and rose, again. His perfect Saving Plan. Micah is the birthday boy. He's learning number three for that's how old he is today. He's growing as we see. Micah has so much to do. He plays, and eats, and grows. When I was three, my gift came late, a grandpa, that you know. by Jay O’Toole on August 14th, 2023 |
| "Parting is such sweet sorrow." Hairless he may see 'morrow. "But, soft, what light through yonder window breaks?" A lantern in a flying fit it takes. "O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" Gone homeo, homeo. Thy fam'ly 'bides homeo. "That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet." O, thorny life, thy perfume so light with its ending pointed treat. https://www.rsc.org.uk/romeo-and-juliet/about-the-play/famous-quotes "Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man." A lying down comedian no encore takes by plan. https://www.enotes.com/topics/romeo-and-juliet/questions/what-does-mercutio-mean... "Lord, what fools these mortals be!" See the Truth or blind, don't see. https://www.enotes.com/shakespeare-quotes/lord-what-fools-these-mortals by Jay O’Toole on August 11th, 2023 |
“I have come home at last!" I rest from sinful past. "This is my real country!" Beyond the first affront'ry. "I belong here." Peace so free, clear. "This is the land I have been looking for all my life." So many are the struggles, burdens of each worn strife. "This is the land,...though I never knew it till now." Redeemed, a citizen, before His Feet, I bow. "Come further up, come further in!" In Jesus' Name we aye do win! “I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now...Come further up, come further in!” ― C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/57437-i-have-come-home-at-last-this-is-my-real#...! by Jay O’Toole on August 10th, 2023 |
Spinning days, and rushing years Childhood yesterday Future thoughts with many fears Needed rest for aye. Christmas lights and hot cocoa flipping past the eyes, Year by year these wonders know, memories shrinking size. Days of Grace are flying fast Soon Eternity When it's over die is cast, are we lasting free? Younger years were trudging long. Senior years make blur. Honor those in childlike song. Honor these 'til myrrh. Time's a Gift from the loving Lord. Living, treasured days, Harken to the lasting Word. HIStory obeys. by Jay O’Toole on August 9th, 2023 |
How do we live in heat so strong? It makes us tremble when we step. How can we brighten life in song, while sweating ev'ry trudging rep? "We must have water." "Aye, 'tis true." "We must have shade to often rest." "The sweatiness, that's through and through is better than no sweating's test." I walk outside and gasp for breath. I wipe my brow and wipe, again. I pray the Lord will keep from death all souls, that must traverse this strain. So many months ago the cold was colder than my mem'ry serves, but now the heat of summer's bold, that makes some steps a weary swerve. We pray for cooler days' return, while sitting underneath the spray with sunblock, that we neither burn, nor soak the skin to wrinkle away. We thank, Thee, Lord, that ev'ry night You give relief in cooler times. Our sleep doth come as minds are light. Awakened, quench our thirst with limes. The heat wave gives us weary days to warn us of the lasting pain. Without the Lord and what He says, no lasting Hope will we see plain. by Jay O’Toole on August 8th, 2023 |
To see a subject just one way requires just one eye, but through the left and right we say, "This Truth we can't deny." "But what about The Son of God, Who is the only Way? There's just one view, this One we laud, and seek to e'er obey?" "He is The One on Whom we set our hopes, and hope to live. We work for Him and wonder yet about the Work He gives." "My soul He saves by standing here, without one thing to do? Or are good works to be held dear, eternally so true?" The thing we know from here to there is Jesus, He must save, but do I work for Him to share His Home beyond the grave? Now, do I work as one redeemed, to show I am made new? Is He forever all esteemed as One, Whose Work is through? If faith and works are always blest, and Jesus, He is Lord, then we will place them where they're best, according to His Word. by Jay O’Toole on August 7th, 2023 |
Lights buried in the shade waiting to shine, expressing bright hope. Though not seen by many eyes, seen by Eyes of wondrous size. Expectantly dance to give Him praise. Shining now before. Lights. Souls listen for the tunes of that great day when unseen we'll see. Celebrations will be known. Hearts once timid will be grown. Anticipation of heart's desire warm coats to cover Souls. Blest to be in the gates of His Honor there forevermore. Sinful once, now clothed in Grace, Never parting from His Place, Joyful Savior. By one choice His own, Blest Joy upon His Birthday, throughout the years, always dancing glad. Lights and music celebrate shines in darkness, ever great, temporal here. Expectance of all Joy by Jay O’Toole on August 4th, 2023 |
| One person trying to find his way in the world as quite rare will make mistakes, forging through. Appearing not as you do, he waits to be sure acceptance is what he needs. Unique One by Jay O’Toole on August 3rd, 2023 |
sizzling in the sky flora, fauna must take heat ferns can thrive in shade by Jay O’Toole on August 2nd, 2023 |
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