Category Archives: God’s love

JUDAH

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As I enter January, I think about my grandson Judah who ended his life on January 23, 2022. He was far too young; he would turn 19 that year. Even when someone seems whole and involved with God, there are times the darkness gets too heavy. I pray that no one feels there is no hope as they think this course would be better. I miss that young man, but I know his mama and daddy and his siblings miss him more. And I know that God brings comfort to our hearts as he catches our tears and mingles them with his own.

WHEN DID YOU DRY JUDAH’S TEARS

When did You dry Judah’s tears?
When he first looked in Your face?
When he felt Your warm, calm arms
When he felt Your mercy, grace?

When did You dry Judah’s tears?
When he knew there were no chains,
earth’s enticements now were gone?
Was that when you healed his pain?

When did You dry Judah’s tears?
Before the joy You had for him?
When he knew earth’s arms were loosed?
Gone was bondage to all sin?

Come and dry our tears of grief
from these pain that wounds our hearts
to Your joy because we know
Judah now lives in Your heart.

Darlene Estlow©2023

CHRISTMAS IS COMING!

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To me, Christmas is more than just birth of Christ. It is his whole sacrifice of coming from glory to human form and then, not just to die, but to rise and go back to glory having made payment for our sins. 

THE SHADOW OF A CROSS

The shadow of a cross
across a manger lay
where God became a man
to bear that cross someday.

The shadow of the cross
speaks life to sinful men.
The innocent would pay
the price for all our sin.

The shadow of that cross
became reality
when God himself had died
so man would now be free.

GOOD DAYS, BAD DAYS, ADJUSTMENTS

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Hello at last! It feels like forever since I have been on my blog. For those who have left comments that have not been responded to, please forgive me. I think adjustments to homeschooling and life with four active grandchildren (as well as healing from a bacterial infection which caused lots of coughing and restless nights) are working to give me more time for my personal pursuits, like blogging.

On weekday mornings, I take my homeschooled boy to band with his french horn to the middle school. It is a gift from the Lord to drive down the tree -lined country roads. When the trees on the main road give way to farm lands (the trees still line the horizon), it is still lovely. It is a refreshing time to drive to and from and to spend the fifty waiting minutes to read or go to the nearby Kroger market to pick up items I or the family might need. Twice a week, we have PE, swimming at the YMCA.

As I take stock of my life with my family, I see I am blessed in all things, even in the needed work on my little car. God is good; all things go through His sovereign hand out of His love for me. I can trust Him in all things.

May God give you a good day and strengthen you in the bad.