Sunday, November 21, 2010

A man on a white horse

Dear God, I prayed, all unafraid (as we're inclined to do),
I need not a handsome man
But let him be like You;
I do not need one big and strong
Nor yet so very tall,
Nor need he be some genius,
Or wealthy, Lord, at all;
But let his head be high, dear God,
And let his eye be clear,
His shoulders straight, whate'er his state,
Whate'er his earthly sphere;
And let his face have character,
A ruggedness of soul,
And let his whole life show, dear God,
A singleness of goal;
Then when he comes
(As he will come)
With quiet eyes aglow,
I'll understand that he's the man
I prayed for long ago.

-Ruth Bell Graham (collected poems, p. 35)

Thursday, November 4, 2010

October {Stone Mountain} trek

So my family and I decided to take a spur of the moment weekend vacation up to Stone Mountain, GA just for the heck of it. So here are some of the moments that made the trip worth it!!

So because everybody knows candy is essential in any kind of exercise, I was preparing my brother and I for the long hike up the mountain. ;) Of course, because we're Voorhees' we can't do anything the way it's supposed to be done (e.g. instead of hiking up the mountain we would dance all the way up!). Another thing, most people enjoy the view at the top of the mountain but we would rather ADD to it by doing fun tricks on the top. You can watch more of our adventures at http://www.youtube.com/user/heathersheree517?feature=mhum.







Saturday, September 11, 2010

One hour of {sun}

On the mountains of North Carolina:
(Collected Poems, Page 125)

If I could have each day
one hour of sun,
glorious,
healing,
hot,
like now –
then
let Winter come!
Not
mild and brief,
but
wild, without relief;
let the storms rage,
let the winds blow,
the freezing rains
lashing my windowpanes;
then
let it snow!
long
and
deep
and cold.
I would not mind at all:
it would be fun…
if I could have
each day
my hour of sun.

Only You

Dusty my soul tonight.
Earth has been dear.
Bewildered, I come to You,
Father God, hear.
Idols that charm me,
dreams that allure,
pains that alarm me,
suspense to endure,
memories that linger,
thoughts that ensnare,
a heart that is aching,
all crumpled by care,
unsatisfied, restless,
scarce able to pray—
everything, everything
take it away.
Only You,
none but You,
Jesus alone:
ashes the rest to me,
songs with a groan,
take them each one away—
mind not my tears—
lift me above this earth’s
joys and its fears,
give me Yourself alone—
nothing beside—
so will I be with You,
content,
satisfied!

-Ruth Bell Graham

[If] I marry...

If I marry: He must be so tall that when he is on his knees he reaches all the way to heaven. His shoulders must be broad enough to bear the burden of a family. His lips must be strong enough to smile, firm enough to say no, and tender enough to kiss. Love must be so deep that it takes its stand in Christ and so wide that it takes in the whole lost world. He must be active enough to save souls. He must be big enough to be gentle and great enough to be thoughtful. His arms must be strong enough to carry a little child.

-Ruth Bell Graham (at age 17)

Monday, August 23, 2010

The written word...

It's amazing how many lives are impacted with the written word.  How one simple quote can change your whole perspective on things.  Words of a song exchanging secrets between your heart.  Be careful then and choose your words wisely...

~heather sheree

{I'm giving my life to the only one that makes the moon reflect the sun}

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Psalm 19:14

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, O Lord, my strength and my Redeemer.