"The Single Gift"

"The Single Gift"

How blessed you are, you single one,

Don't talk of care and woes.

You've got too much to be thankful for,

Oh what, you'd like to know.

It's no mistake, no misdirection

Of God's perfect plan

That you've not found your special lady

Or you, that certain man.

God loves you so and has much more

To give then you've ever received.

That He's giving His best to you right now,

You really must believe.

His best is Himself, do you have it in full

Or only a bit on the side?

No man can meet your needs like God,

Nor can a lovely bride.

If your life's not complete, you know that Jesus is

And your life He will fill

If you'll only put Him first each day

And live to do His will.

He's gifted you for undistracted

Devotion to the Lord.

There should be nothing that can interfere

With Him and prayer and the Word.

Unless you let down the guard of your heart

And let others take His place,

Then you'll lack joy and peace and hope

And not experience His grace.

So give your heart right back to God,

Let Him keep it safe for you.

And when it's better then His best,

He'll make your one into two.

~Donna L. Mihura ~

I like this poem so much that I'm posting it on both of my blog! : ) It is really sweet and very encouraging!

"Faithfully"

Okay, I know I post a lot of the Ludy's stuff...but God has used their books and songs to greatly encourage me. And I hope by posting some of it, it will encourage you too. : )

I love this song of theirs! They have a lot of really beautiful songs, but I think this one might just be my favorite or at least its tied for first. : ) Hope y'all enjoy it!

Tonight I saw a shooting star

Made me wonder where you are

For years I have been dreaming of you

And I wonder if you're thinking of me too

In this world of cheap romance

And love that only fades after the dance

They say that I'm a fool to wait for something more

How can I really love someone I've never seen before

But I have longed for true love every day that I have lived

And I know that real love is all about learning how to give

So I pray that god will bring you to me

And I pray you'll find me waiting faithfully

Faithfully, I am yours

From now until forever

Faithfully, I will write

Write you a love song with my life

Cause this kind of loves worth waiting for

No matter how long it takes I am yours

Faithfully

Tonight I saw two lovers kiss

Reminded me of my own loneliness

They say that I'm a fool to keep on praying for you

How can I give up pleasure for a dream that won't come true

But I will keep believing that god still has a plan

And though I can't see you now,

I know that he can

And someday I will give you all of me

Until I find you, I'll be waiting faithfully

Faithfully, I am yours

From now until forever

Faithfully, I will write

Write you a love song with my life

Cause this kind of loves worth waiting for

No matter how long it takes I am yours

Faithfully

A Little Love Story

Okay so I'm sure most of you know by now that I am a bit of a 'hopeless romantic'...and some people would say I'm not just a bit of one, but that I am completely and wholly a hopeless romantic. But we won't listen to those people. ; ) But I will admit that I do love to read good clean sappy love stories, and watch sappy love stories. I just love that kind of stuff...I cry over movies and books all the time. I'm just a sappy kinda person I guess. : ) So I'm going to share this cute little love story with y'all.

I read this in the book "When God Writes Your Love Story" by Eric & Leslie Ludy and I thought it was so cute! I even told it to my family that night at dinner...and of course they all said something about me being a hopeless romantic. lol But anyways, I hope y'all enjoy this. (oh, and its a true story as well!) And I'm going to try and get back into posting on here too. : )

"Lieutenant John Blandford was in New York City at Grand Central station, and he looked up at the bog clock. It said five til six. His heart was racing. At exactly six o'clock he was going to meet the girl whom he thought he was in love with but had never met. This is what had happened...

While he was in training as a fighter pilot during World War II, he happened to go to the library and checked out a book. As he flipped through the pages, he noticed that someone had made notes in the margins. Reading the insightful observations in beautiful handwriting, he said to himself, I would love to meet whoever wrote these notes; they seem to be so kind, gentle, and wise.

He looked in the front of the book and saw a name: Hollis Meynell, New York City. He decided to try and find her. With the help of a New York City phone book, he found her address and wrote her a letter. The day after he wrote her, he was shipped overseas to fight in the war.

Surprisingly, Hollis answered John's letter. The two corresponded back and forth throughout the war. "Her letters were just like the marvelous notes she had written in that book," John recalled. "She was so comforting and so helping."

One time John confessed in a letter that he had been scared to death when he'd found himself surrounded by enemy planes. Hollis had assured him that all brave men are afraid at times. She suggested that the next time he felt fear, he should imagine her voice reciting, "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me."

As they continued to write, John began to realize that he was having romantic feelings toward Hollis. He wrote, "Send me a picture," and she declined saying, "If your feeling for me has any reality, what I look like won't matter."

Still, he was intrigued by this woman and longed to meet her in person. Finally that day came when he was able to return to the States on leave. He mentioned in one of his letters that he was coming home and would like to take her to dinner. She arranged to meet him at Grand Central station at 6:00 p.m. by the big clock. "You'll know who I am because I'll be wearing a red rose," she wrote.

At last the day had come. John waited nervously to finally meet the girl he thought he loved. Then his heart leaped as a young woman approached, her slim figure capped off by an attractive face framed with curling blond hair. In her pale-green suit she looked fresh and lively, and her flower-blue eyes sparkled.

He moved toward her without realizing she was not wearing a rose. She welcomed his approach with a quiet, "Going my way, soldier?" But as he took another step, he realized that just beyond her stood another woman--a plump, graying woman with a red rose adorning her rumpled coat.

He stopped cold, utterly torn between following the winsome young beauty in the green suit and keeping his commitment to the woman whose letters had so uplifted him during the war.

Abruptly, he made his decision. With unhesitating strides he approached the plump woman, whose face beamed with a warm smile. "I'm Lieutenant John Blandford, and you--you must be Miss Meynell. I'm so glad you could meet me. Would you join me for dinner?"

The woman's smile grew broader with what appeared to be quiet amusement. "I don't know what this is all about, Son," she said. The she pointed toward a figure in a green suit, who was now nearly out of sight. "That young lady gave me this rose and asked me to wear it while walking through the train station. She said that if you asked me to go with you, I was to let you know she'd be waiting for you in the restaurant across the street."

"She said it was some kind of test."