Shelter -- Just Like Jesus

I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ. ~Ganhdi



Sweet Sarah Morgan -- sitting with legs crossed, skirt pulled neatly over her knees, just like her mama.  In her arms she craddled her baby -- a boy.  Morgan carefully placed her hand over the pacifier, to hold it in place -- again, just like Mama did when holding her brother.  Such a sweet imitator. 

Watching Morgan made me smile -- and when my heart caught up with my eyes, I thought, "Oh, how I want to be an imitator of Jesus."

Paul, in his letter to the Ephesians, admonished them to "Watch what God does, and then you do it, like children who learn proper behavior from their parents. Mostly what God does is love you. Keep company with him and learn a life of love. Observe how Christ loved us. His love was not cautious but extravagant. He didn't love in order to get something from us but to give everything of himself to us. Love like that."

Thomas Obadiah Chisholm, was born in 1866 in a log cabin in Franklin, Kentucky. Without even attending high school, he began teaching school at the age of sixteen. Later on after his conversion, Chisholm was ordained as a Methodist, but had to resign his pastorate because of poor health. During his lifetime, he wrote over 1200 poems, including Great is Thy Faithfulness.  “O to be Like Thee," published in 1897, is another of my “Chisholm favorites:”

O to be like Thee, blessed Redeemer,

This is my constant longing and prayer;

Gladly I’ll forfeit all of earth’s treasures,

Jesus, Thy perfect likeness to wear.

 O to be like Thee, full of compassion,

Loving, forgiving, tender and kind,
Helping the helpless, cheering the fainting,
Seeking the wand’ring sinner to find.

O to be like Thee, lowly in spirit,
Holy and harmless, patient and brave;
Meekly enduring cruel reproaches,
Willing to suffer, others to save.

O to be like Thee, Lord, I am coming,
Now to receive th’ anointing divine;
All that I am and have I am bringing,
Lord, from this moment all shall be Thine.

O to be like Thee, while I am pleading,
Pour out Thy Spirit, fill with Thy love,

Make me a temple meet for Thy dwelling,

Fit me for life and Heaven above

Chorus:

O to be like Thee, O to be like Thee,

Blessed Redeemer, pure as Thou art;

Come in Thy sweetness, come in Thy fullness;

Stamp Thine own image deep on my heart.

That's my prayer, to imitate Jesus.  Because only then can I truly shelter others.

I want to touch lepers

  Eat at the tax collector's home
    Weep when my friend loses a loved one
      Wash the disciples feet
         Give my life in serving others
            Love my enemies

              Shelter -- Just like Jesus.

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My Baby's Sleeping Bag

I made Morgan a sleeping bag while she was caring for her baby.  It took about 15 minutes.  Morgan loves to sleep in a sleeping bag so was happy when she found out her baby had one, too.

I found the pattern at Clean Mama: Midwest Mom on a Quest for Clean. Whip one up for a tiny girl you know.  Wouldn't it be fun to make them for a sleepover?

Morgan's Sleeping Bag for Baby

 

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