Who You Are...
A dear friend encouraged me to not give up on this blog and so I want to post a couple of poems for today...One for circumspection and one just to remind us to be grateful.  This first one calls us to keep in mind that we have the power over the kind of person that we become.  Our mind as well as our character, is molded by what we ourselves allow inside.  So it's really up to you to decide...

Who You Are

Who you are

Is who you know

The things that you read

And the places you go

We become what we think

And we think what we see

It's a universal law

That affects you and me

We just can't escape it 

Or turn it about 

When it comes to a life

Garbage in garbage out

So it's easy to choose

Who you are in the end

It's all in what you think

And your companions and friends

I Cor. 15:33    Be not deceived: evil communications corrupt good manners.

It is true that who you really are is who God knows you to be and not who others think you are.  The bible makes it clear that “as a man thinks in his heart, so is he”.   That is why it is so important that a Christian must protect his thoughts and thereby guard his heart.

Check out Springtime in the Rockies on the next page

Springtime in the Rockies...

No matter where you live there is something special about the creation around you.  You may have to look past some concrete and steel to find it, but if you really look you will see the hand of God.  I just happen to be fortunate enough to live in a place where I don't have to look very far.  And it is never more evident than...

Springtime in the Rockies

Waking up this morning

Looking to the west

The view never gets old to me

A scene so picturesque

It’s springtime in the Rockies

And it’s glorious and grand

The beauty of creation

The work of God’s own hand

From the snow capped peaks above

To the columbine in bloom

Flowers and trees so varied

It’s nature’s own perfume

Then when the sun begins to set

The blues and orange cascade

Into wonders that I can’t quite express

It’s twilight on parade

They say that if God doesn’t live here

He surely spends lots of His time

Right here in Colorado

That’s why this little rhyme

That I may never take for granted

And with grateful praises sing

For the gifts my Father’s given

And for the Rocky Mountain spring

Ps 19:1

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.

I will never understand how anyone can look at all of the intricacies of creation, from the grand scale of the universe to the smallest scale of the sub-cellular, and say there is no God.  No one would ever look at a Rolex watch and assume that it somehow just appeared or evolved out of a pile of metal and plastic.  Yet there are those who will examine the world around them and not see that there must be a Creator.  I am thankful to live in Colorado where some of God’s most beautiful scenery is so readily available.