Time to relax...

It has been busy around here so it is time for a little fun!

You are Milk Chocolate

A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds. You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life. Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.

What Kind of Chocolate Are You?

You Are 58% Independent

Overall, you're a pretty independent woman. You don't follow trends just to fit in. You've got your own cool thing going on, though you sometimes still care too much about what other's think.

How Independent Are You?

Wildwood Trail Trial

Today a group from work did a 10 km run which we walked. There is a contest at the corporate office to get the staff active. Teams of 3-4 people earn points by completing different tasks. All this to win an Ipod.

It is one I last did as a run, but it was neary 10 years ago and about ?? pounds ago. It is one of my favorite places. I have talked about the 26 mile Wildwood Trail before. It meanders through Forest Park and this run is on a part of the trail I seldom get to walk. The photo is of me at the finish. We actually finished in 1:44:39.

Indescribable

From the Highest of heights
To the depths of the sea
Creation’s revealing Your Majesty
From the color of Fall
To the fragrance of Spring
Ev’ry Creature unique in the song that it sings
All exclaiming:

Chorus:
Indescribable,
Uncontainable
You placed the stars in the sky
And you know them by day
You are amazing, God

All powerful, untamable
Awestruck, we fall to our knees
As we humbly proclaim
You are amazing, God

Chorus 2:
Uncomp’rable,
Unchangeable
You see the depths of my heart
And you love me the same
You are amazing, God

Who has told ev’ry lightening bolt
Where it should go?
Or seen heavenly storehouses
Laden with snow?
Who imagined the sun
And gives source to its light
Yet conceals it to bring us
The coolness of night?

None can fathom…

Today

Well, 19 years ago any way...

O Glorious Love!

In my darkness Jesus found me,
Touched my eyes and made me see.
Broke sin's chains that long had bound me.
Gave me life and liberty.

Chorus:
O Glorious Love of Christ my Lord Divine.
That made Him stoop to save a soul like mine.
Through all my days and then in heaven above,
My song will silence never,
I'll worship Him forever,
And praise Him for His Glorious Love!

Oh amazing Truth to ponder,
He whom angel hosts attend.
Lord of Heaven, God's Son what Wonder!
He became the sinner's friend.

By John W. Peterson

John W. Peterson was born in Lindsborg, Kansas, and began his musical career while he was still in his teens. During World War II, he served as an Army Air Force pilot flying the famed "China Hump." Later, he attended Moody Bible Institute and served on the radio staff there for a number of years. In 1953, he graduated from the American Conservatory of Music in Chicago and shortly thereafter settled in Pennsylvania to continue his songwriting career. He then moved to Grand Rapids, Michigan, where for over ten years he served as President and Editor-in-Chief of Singspiration, a sacred music publishing company. He now resides in Scottsdale, Arizona, where he continues to write music. He also serves on the board of Gospel Films, Inc. of Muskegon, Michigan. He has had wide experience as a choral director, and throughout his career has been in great demand as guest conductor of his own works.

In 1967, the National Evangelical Film Foundation presented Mr. Peterson with the Sacred Music Award in recognition of his accomplishments in the field of sacred music. In the same year, he received the honorary degree, Doctor of Sacred Music, from John Brown University. In 1971, he received the honorary degree, Doctor of Divinity, from Western Conservative Baptist Seminary in Portland, Oregon; and in 1979, he received the honorary degree, Doctor of Fine Arts, from Grand Canyon University in Phoenix, Arizona. In 1977, his autobiography, THE MIRACLE GOES ON, was published by Zondervan Publishing House, and a film by the same title was released by Gospel Films. In 1996 at MusiCalifornia, Mr. Peterson received the prestigious Ray DeVries Church Music Award. He is a member of the Gospel Music Hall of Fame and is listed in WHO'S WHO IN AMERICA as well as WHO'S WHO IN THE WORLD.

Hat Tip: New Hope Music

Talk about sloow...

Apparently, I have been noticing oddities in the world this week. You'd think at that speed they'd caught up with it a lot sooner.

In this photo released by Kellie Copeland-Burnup via the Post and Courier, Willy, a tortoise, belonging to Kellie, walks past the family dog Sunday, Aug. 21, 2006, in Ridgeville, S.C. After a month on the lam, the 40-pound tortoise with a 2-foot-wide, gold-colored shell is back in the wading pool at his owner's home. Kellie reported the tortoise escaped about July 1. A local emergency medical services technician spotted Willy on Sunday along a rural road about five miles away. During six weeks on the run, Willy averaged .005 mph, well short of a new land speed record. (AP Photo/Kellie Copeland-Burnup via the Post and Courier)

Wildlife

My sister visits me and suddenly my yard becomes a haven for new wildlife.

Jesus Loves Me

Jesus loves me this I know,

For the Bible tells me so.

Little ones to Him belong,

They are weak but He is strong.

Chorus
Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes, Jesus loves me.

Yes, Jesus loves me, the Bible tells me so.

Jesus loves me! He who died,

Heaven's gates to open wide;

He will wash away my sin.

Let His little child come in.

Jesus loves me! He will stay

Close beside me all the way;

If I love Him, when I die

He will take me home on high.

Without doubt the hymn that has influenced children for Christ more than any other is this simply stated one, written in 1860 by Anna Bartlett Warner. Miss Warner wrote this text in collaboration with her sister Susan as a part of one of the best-selling novels of that day, a novel written by Susan entitled Say and Seal. Today few remember the plot of that novel, which stirred the hearts of many readers. But the simple poem spoken by one of the characters, Mr. Linden, as he comforts Johnny Fax, a dying child, still remains the favorite hymn of children around the world to this day.

Anna and Susan Warner were highly educated and deeply devoted Christian young women who lived all of their lives along the Hudson River in New York, in a lovely but secluded area apart from the busy world. Their home was near the U.S. Military Academy at West Point, and for a number of years these two sisters conducted Sunday School classes for the young cadets. Their home, Good Crag, was willed to the Academy and made into a national shrine. Both sisters were buried with military honors in recognition of their spiritual contributions to the lives of the young military officers.

After the death of their widower father, a well-known New York lawyer, the Warner sisters were left with a meager income and of necessity turned to serious literary writing. Susan became especially noted for several of her works, including a popular book, The Wide, Wide World, considered at that time to be the best seller after Uncle Tom's Cabin. Although not as well-known as Susan for her literary fame, Anna wrote a number of novels under the pseudonym "Amy Lothrop" and published two collections of verse, Hymns of the Church Militant, 1858, and Wayfaring Hymns, Original and Translated, 1869.

The popularity of "Jesus Loves Me" soon spread quickly beyond the boundaries of our own land. Numerous stories are told by missionaries of the universal appeal this hymn text has had with children in every culture. It is often one of the first hymns taught new converts in foreign lands. The hymn has even been appropriated by other religious sects; missionaries have reported that they have heard groups in Buddhist Temples singing, "Yes, Buddha loves me, Yes, Buddha loves me..."

Hat Tip: Dr. Chadwick’s Hymn Backgrounds

Family Fun

My sister and her family were visiting from So Cal this weekend. We celbrated sis's birthday, picked blackberries for breakfast, shopped, played games, had a picnic and just laid around. It was great! I sure wish she lived closer. (Hint, Hint!)

John Tigard House

Sunday afternoon, Casey & I headed out for a volkswalk. It was a 10K starting in King City and walked through a variety of neighborhoods and through downtown Tigard. Along the way we passed the museum housed in the former residence of John Tigard, the son of the founder of the town. It is a sweet little place. I love the fancy work the and craftsmanship that went into the old places. I thought you might enjoy them, too!

John Tigard constructed the three room Carpenter Gothic Victorian house in 1880 at the corner of what is now Pacific Highway and Gaarde Street. The house was threatened with demolition in the late 1970's, but due to the efforts of the Tigard Area Historical and Preservation Association, the house was restored. In 1979, the house was entered in the National Register of Historic Places and now resides at the corner of SW Canterbury Lane and SW 103rd in Tigard. The Tigard Area Historical and Preservation Association operates the house and opens it on the third Sunday afternoon of each month to showcase special exhibits.

The house is one of two Tigard sites listed on the National Historic Register. John Tigard was the eldest son of Wilson Tigard, the founding father of Tigardville. John operated a coach route from Tigardville to Portland.

Thanks to the foresight of the The Tigard Area Historical and Preservation Association, the John Tigard House continues to serve as a link to Tigard's early beginnings.

Hat Tip: City of Tigard