Monday, September 14, 2009

The White Cliffs of Dover


I've been listening to a song called The White Cliffs of Dover by Vera Lynn.

Click of the link to hear it on youtube

It's a Beautiful song but why write a song about them during WWII? They even made movie about them.

Wikipedia says "The white cliffs of Dover are cliffs which form part of the Britsh coastline facing the Strait of Dover and Frace. The cliffs are part of the North Downs formation. The cliff face, which reaches up to 106 metres high(a little less than 350 feet), owes its striking façade to its composition of chalk(pure white calcium carbonate) accentuated by streaks of black flint. The cliffs spread east and west from the town of Dover in the county of Kent, an ancient and still important English port.
The cliffs have great symbolic value for Britain because they face towards Continental Europe across the narrowest part of the English Channel, where invasions have historically threatened and against which the cliffs form a symbolic guard. Because crossing at Dover was the primary route to the continent before air travel, the white line of cliffs also formed the first (or last) sight of the UK for travellers."





Friday, September 11, 2009

For Elisa!

"I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. It is right for me to feel this way about all of you, since I have you in my heart; for whether I am in chains or defending and confirming the gospel, all of you share in God's grace with me." Philippians 1:3-7


I'm still praying for you! I love you!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Waiting on the Lord...

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
I am praying for God to help me with my attitude.
I know He will help me but He's taking a long time....
I'm listening to Before the Throne Of God Above.
Before the throne of God above
I have a strong, a perfect plea:
A great High Priest, whose name is Love,
Who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on his hands,
My name is written on his heart;
I know that while in heaven he stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart
No tongue can bid me thence depart.
When Satan tempts me to despair,
And tells me of the guilt within,
Upward I look, and see him there
Who made an end of all my sin.
Because a sinless Savior died,
My sinful soul is counted free;
For God, the Just, is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me
To look on Him and pardon me
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Praise the One, Risen Son of God!
Behold him there, the risen Lamb
My perfect, spotless righteousness,
The great unchangeable I am,
The King of glory and of grace!
One in himself, I cannot die
My soul is purchased by his blood
My life is hid with Christ on high,
With Christ, my Savior and my God
With Christ, my Savior and my God