THE CROSS - TRANSFORMING GLORY

Hanging from the rough-hewn cross of hatred,
Piercing torture stretching every nerve,
Christ, the spotless Lamb of God most sacred
Died the dreadful death which I deserved.
Stretch, Oh Lord, my soul with that same tension -
Rend apart my pride and self from me.
Tune my voice to sing the full dimension
Measured by Thy dying agony.

Hands that held the helpless hands of creatures
Needing hope for hopeless flesh and souls,
Hands of Master, King, Messiah, Teacher -
Shattered by inhuman, savage blows.
Grasp, Oh Lord, my hands with both Thine, bleeding,
Bind me to Thy cross and make me free.
Hold me, for Thy wounds become my healing,
Lost in all, I find my all in Thee.

Crushed beneath the weight of my transgression
Open wide His loving heart outbroke,
Streaming blood, each drop the full expression
Of the boundless love God's grace awoke.
Break, Oh Lord, my heart with that same pressure,
Make my heart the channel of Thy grace:
Breaking every moment for Thy pleasure,
Broken so each pulse would sound Thy praise.

Daniel Valcárcel Lillie - 2001

HE LEADETH ME

We can truly say that the Lord has been leading us, these last months, through pastures green and still waters... This poem, nevertheless, reminds us that even "though the path be rough and rugged, though the trail be dark and steep, still the gentle Shepherd watches o're His sheep..." This has been a comfort and encouragement to me at times when the path has indeed been rugged, and I hope you will be blessed by it as well, and pass it on.

HE LEADETH ME
"In pastures green?" - Not always. Sometimes
He, who knoweth best, in kindness leadeth me
In weary ways, where heavy shadows be;
Out of the sunshine warm and soft and bright,
Out of the sunshine into the darkest night;
I oft would faint with sorrow and affright
Only for this - I know He holds my hand;
So whether led in green or desert land
I trust, although I may not understand.

"And by still waters"? - No, not always so.
Oftimes the heavy tempests round me blow,
And o'er my soul the waves and billows go.
But when the storm beats loudest, and I cry
Aloud for help, the Master standeth by,
And whispers to my soul, "Lo, it is I!"
Above the tempest wild I hear Him say
"Beyond the darkness lies the perfect day;
In every path of thine I lead the way."

So, whether on the hill-tops high and fair
I dwell, or in the sunless valleys where
The shadows lie, - what matter? He is there;
And more than this: where'er the pathway
Lead He gives to me no helpless broken reed,
But His own hand, sufficient for my need.
So where He leadeth I can safely go;
And in the blest hereafter I shall know
Why, in His wisdom, He hath led me so.

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Hola noies!! Al final un NOU POOOOOOOOOOST!!

Fale... este blog os lo dedico a vosotras, que ya os daréis por aludidas, supongo.

Ah, la foto de l'esquerra és una molt cuca del meu germanet Albert i jo, fent de mama. Perquè vegeu que tinc experiència.

Primero, decir que no toco el ordenador desde hace semanas, y estos últimos días he estado en el campamento Eben-Ezer, donde no hay conexión de Internet y apenas cobertura de móvil...

Segon, que dóna gust tornar a postejar quelcom en el meu blog, i si no ho he fet abans no ha estat per vagància, creieu-me. M'ho he passat molt bé llegint tota la activitat que hi ha hagut al meu Cbox durant la meva absència i val a dir que dóna bastanta satisfacció que no se m'ha mort l'espai encara que no he postejat en tant de temps!!

And thirdly... well, I thought I'd give a little update on what our activities have been during these past days. As I've said before, we were at family camp for five days, and had a very refreshing time both figuratively and literally speaking, as we were able to have warm fellowship with dear friends, study the Bible together and hold interesting conversations, as well as... have at least two turns at the swimming-pool and eat about three ice-creams a day!! Larawinche enjoyed herself a lot (by the way... our little buckaroo is officially Lara Elena, in case someone didn't know... do you like it?) and I think she likes the swimming-pool immensely, especially when Mommy goes down the slide (well, she only did it once, and then decided against it por si las moscas).

I ahir per la tarda vaig estar "cangurejant" a dos nens, la Maria i el Lluis (fills de la Pilar Vives i el Toni) durant dues hores, al mateix temps que els donava una espècie de classe (molt informal) d'anglès. Es clar, només parlant en anglès, i vam fer una mica de tot: llegir un llibre de Noddy de forma mig escenificada (tinc un nino de Noddy molt mono), fer una mica de writing i reading, etc... i és clar, jugar molt. Ho farem dos dies a la setmana dos hores cada dia, fins que jo vegi que em canso massa o neixi la Lara, i llavors, passats un parell de mesos i quan hagim establert una rutina amb la pequeñaja, tornar a agafar-ho. La cosa és que la Pilar i el Toni ens han regalat el bressol i la calaixera per l'habitació de la baby, i ara ja està tot muntadet... amb els quadros, la sanefa, la robeta tota desada, els ninos de peluche sobre les estanteries, el moisès en un cantó, balancí, etc... Queda tant bé!! El Dani i jo ens quedem mirant l'habitació embobats cada cop que passem pel davant... Quin riure.

Y bueno, hoy hemos tenido a Yaya para cenar, y ahora Dani se ha ido a llevarla a casa (por qué os creeis que estoy al ordenador??? Juaajajajaja). Hoy me lo he tomado más con calma, me he permitido el lujo de dos siestitas y una siesturra, así que por esto puedo estar a casi las once de la noche bloggeando.

Ah!! I almost forgot!! The last day we were at camp, guess what happened! The women and young girls there threw me a surprise baby shower!!! It was so cute... tuvimos algun que otro juego gracioso (tuve que competir con mi madre a ver quién ponía pañales más rápido a unos peluches, por ejemplo, jeje), luego el tiempo de regalitos, luego un momento más serio en que hubo consejos muy sabios por parte de las madres y un tiempo de meditación en unos pasajes de la Biblia. Fue muy especial y quiero dar gracias sobretodo a "las cerebras" de la operación: Mama, Mom, Rebeca y Marta Egea!!

Doncs ara sí que me'n vaig al llit, que fa uns cinc minuts m'està pululant la imatge davant dels ulls d'un coixí tou, tovet. Hala, no os podéis quejar, eh? Escrit en tres llenguatges, at nearly midnight, y justo cuando tengo mas sueño...

Un beso a todas!! Leave some comments!! :-) Ens veiem aviat!!