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A Bundle of Myrrh

"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13

Archive for the ‘Raising Ebenezers’ Category

Big Sis

Sunday, September 22nd, 2019

Heart warmed.


Raising Ebenezers

Friday, May 6th, 2016


I like the poem by Robyn Sarah called Bounty. She opens with the line, “Make much of something small.”

Throughout the day in the midst of mess and chaos I’ll occasionally come across something that I can make much of.


Raising Ebenezers

Saturday, March 12th, 2016


Yesterday all the other babies were gone. Gone to Texas, gone to Bancroft and all I have are these two little girls. So I make a drink we can share, put on sunglasses and we get outside to just sit. Sit in the cool breeze and warm sunshine.


Raising Ebenezers – God Dwells Here

Monday, September 21st, 2015


Sometimes God sends Ebenezers (little stones of help) to me in quote form. This from Luther was perfect for these recent days. Sorry, it’s long, but it’s worth it.

And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope. Romans 5:3-4

“When God wants to strengthen our faith he first weakens it by feigning to break faith with us. God thrusts us into many tribulations and makes us so weary that we are driven to despair, and yet God gives us strength to be still and persevere.


Such quietness is endurance, and endurance produces character so that when God returns to us and lets his sun rise and shine again, and when the storm is over, we open our eyes in amazement and say, “The Lord be praised that I have been delivered from evil. God dwells here. I did not think that all would end so well.

Within a day or two, within a week or a year, or even within the next hour, sin brings another cross to us: the loss of honor or possessions, bodily injury, or some mishap that brings such trouble. then it all begins again and the storm breaks out once more.


But now we glory in our afflictions because we remember that on the former occasion God was gracious to us, and we know that it is God’s good will to chastise us that we may have reason to run to him and to cry, “He who has helped me so often will help me now.” That very longing in your heart (which makes you cry, “Oh that I were free! Oh, that God would come! Oh, that I might receive help!”) is hope, which does not put to shame, for God must help such a person.


In this way God hides life under death, heaven under hell, wisdom under folly, and grace under sin.”

Martin Luther