I had some things swirling in my mind to write this weekend, but the more I tried to form them into words, the more I realized that nothing I could say would even begin to compare with simply pointing our minds toward the Cross…
When I survey the wondrous cross
on which the Prince of Glory died;
on which the Prince of Glory died;
my richest gain I count but loss,
and pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
save in the death of Christ, my God;
all the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.
See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
sorrow and love flow mingled down.
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
or thorns compose so rich a crown.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
that were an offering far too small;
love so amazing, so divine,
demands my soul, my life, my all.
–Isaac Watts
Ah, one of my most favorite hymns. Very appropriate.
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Oh, I LOVE that hymn!!!! It is so beautiful; and so is our Lord! :)
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Hey, love the new look. Funny, on your laptop it looked like it was blue…and on my PC it looks green… Anyway, I’m glad you decided to go with the white backround — looks really nice! See you next month!
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Love this hymn, too.
The afghan post was very sweet.
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Happy Easter Ashleigh. I’m thinking of you, your hubby and your boys, and of course, most of all, the One who offered up His sinless life for a sinner such as I. Your whole family is in my thoughts and prayers as you spend this Easter separated….but covered by the same God you both speak to about each other.
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