“And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”
Every child needs a laptop. No, I’m not out of my mind. I speak not of electronics. I talk of the human kind.
A spot where they feel secure until the 12th of never, by a tender, nurturing mother who assures she will love them forever.
The nook that they long to inhabit when Dad arrives home from work and does them well as they sit for a spell, his laptop is their prized perk.
A place where a youngster can hunker down while in loving arms embraced, as they hear a grandparent’s stories of trials overcome when faced.
It’s a fortress of strength with unlimited length in imparting to offspring instruction, as they’re cuddled and curled while words are unfurled in aiding their soul’s construction.
It’s really not keen ,kids entranced by a screen, their sensitivity and sense to sap. Let them know wisdom’s showers that come from the hours of time that they spent on your lap.
3/3/21 Inspired by the following quote: “All children need a laptop. Not a computer, but a human laptop. Moms, Dads, Grannies and Grandpas, Aunts, Uncles – someone to hold them, read to them, teach them. Loved ones who will embrace them and pass on the experience, rituals and knowledge of a hundred previous generations. Loved ones who will pass to the next generation their expectations of them, their hopes, and their dreams.” ~ Colin Powell
“But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.” Isaiah 64:8
“Then I went down to the potter’s house, and, behold, he wrought a work on the wheels. And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter: so he made it again another vessel, as seemed good to the potter to make it.” Jeremiah 18:3,4
“Nay but, O man, who art thou that repliest against God? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus? Hath not the potter power over the clay, of the same lump to make one vessel unto honour, and another unto dishonour?” Romans 9:20,21
I seek a better country that is, an heavenly where sweet peace and righteousness shall reign eternally.
I seek a better country a hallowed, celestial sod where Jesus only does rule revered by all as God.
I seek a better country where never is shed one tear pain and suffering unknown for sin can’t enter there.
I seek a better country of its splendors I have heard prepared by the Savior returning for those who obey His Word.
I seek a better country where the forever fashion will be putting off this veil of flesh to dress in immortality.
I must enter into that country whatever sacrifice I must make for only then will my soul be satisfied when in His likeness I awake.
“But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.” Hebrews 11:16
“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.” Revelation 21:4
“In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality.” I Corinthians 15:52,53
“As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.” Psalm 17:15