Restoration Ministries

Help Me Forgive When rage and fury overwhelm my heart, It’s time to look to God’s own Holy Word. I search the Bible for His good advice; My will to His commands must be deferred. In Romans God reveals His love for me; In all things God works only for my good; He gives me blessings I can’t understand; I’d be peaceful if I’d do the things I should. Jesus forgave so much; why then can’t I? I want to mold my life after His own. I pray, I try, but my sinful nature wins; Lord, help me, I can’t do this thing alone. In Colossians, I read about the peace of Christ; Oh, how I long to feel it in my heart. All I have to do is to forgive, But Lord, it seems I don’t know where to start. I need to walk a mile in the other’s shoes; They’re doing what they think they have to do. I know some problems are blessings in disguise, But Lord, sometimes I feel so doggone blue. Ephesians says "forgive as the Lord forgave you; Get rid of anger and every form of malice." I’

I’m Trying, But… I’m trying, but… what I want to do, I don’t do enough of, and what I don’t want to do, I do too much of. I know the rules for a Christian life, according to the Bible, and I’m trying; I really am, but… heaven and eternity seem so far away, and the rampantly materialistic world presses in so close from every direction, every side, that I get distracted. Focus, focus, focus! I need to focus, laser-like on a simple, God-centered life. Do I really need to make that frivolous purchase, instead of giving the money to someone who needs it so much more than I do? Can I watch that TV show, read that book, listen to that song that contains (and promotes!) even a little bit of what the Bible forbids, without being corrupted? Do I do enough to love and help and encourage others? Pride always hovers, eagerly waiting to subdue and conquer humility, so I think too much of myself. I know the rules; the Bible makes everything clear. Forgive me, Lo

The most beautiful sight in the whole wide world... that of a man praying ! Especially my man... in holy communion with his Father.

a crown... fit for a queen a queen... loved by the King a King... who honoured her faith a faith...that saved a nation

Hide your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquity. Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. Psalm 51:10-12   A psalm that goes wayyyy back with me... It has brought me through so many trials & tribulations in my past ... & my present - I have literally spend hours and hours reading, meditating, quoting, praying and crying over these few precious scriptures. Holding on to them, for my life depended on it....   ...if only this psalmist could know how the words that flew from his pen has touched my broken spirit in so many ways, so many times...

Here ek het vanaand weer een van U kinders se getuienis gelees.... 'n stukkie storie van 'n deel van 'n vrou...'n vrou nes ek - en met daardie 'amper unreal intieme storie' in my hart voel ek so ver van U af Here - ek voel so lou-erig.  So flou-erig.  As ek dink aan haar unfailing liefde vir U, haar kinderlike geloof in U, haar belewenisse saam met U, haar ervarings dan voel ek half af , soos sout wat laf geword het, selfs jaloers (askies Here!) omdat ek nog nie daardie maat van intimiteit al ooit beleef het wat ek in haar woorde ondervind nie. Sy praat van dinge wat ek nog nie eens van gehoor het nie Here.  Van haar ander ervaringe van U in soveel diversiele aardse omstandighede... droom ek ook van Vader. Ek wil U van nog nader leer ken, ek wil van vooraf begin Abba!  Ek wil U op elke level ontmoet en ken.  Here my hart roep uit na U vanaand.... RAAAAAK my net weer van vooraf aan. Op 'n wyse wat my omruk. Onderstebo.  Intens. Ontnugterend. Diep. Intiem.

I still remember the butterflies in my stomach the day I realized I fell head-over-heels in love with Jesus. Shortly after I gave my heart to Jesus, I learned the importance of waking up in the waking of the dawn, spending hours and hours in prayer, pouring out my heart .... It felt like I just fell deeper and deeper in love with Jesus the more I spend time with Him. I could spent days on end reading the bible and thinking about Jesus, talking to Him… Then as time went by a couple of years later, I realized one day…”I am not “in-love” anymore. Why?? Is it like being married? At first you met Mr. Right and you fall madly in love with him. You spend hours and hours, days, in each other’s company, you share grief and laughter. If things are working out you get engaged, your marry him …  Eventually you have children together ... then life happens!  Untill one day you realize …. You are in not “in love” anymore. In-Love … The difference between then and now is; You now love your man dee