Glenda Mills

Hope That Doesn't Disappoint

The Heart Of Our Daddy

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Time alone revealed the true heart of our Daddy.

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Seasons of his life reflected the loving care he gave our family.
We remember a daddy who held his children close, rocked
and 
sang beautiful songs of faith over us.
We remember long years of sacrificial hard work to provide for a growing family.
His example taught us to take responsibility for those we love,
even when the cost is great.
Looking back, we believe he would have given his life for any one of us.
That kind of love goes a long way when it is
forever modeled before you.
We remember the love that swelled our hearts when he would say;
“I’m the richest man in town because of the
seven children God gave me.”
We remember Daddy was always true to Mother.
Loving her, providing for and protecting
her all those years.
We remember a contagious laughter that just about lifted the roof.
Like the day we watched our favorite family movie.
Those were the times 
we just about got down
and rolled on the floor with him.
How we loved to hear Daddy laugh.
We remember challenging seasons of life, when hope was restored by
his oft-quoted confident words.
“Everything’s going to be all right”.
An echo of the promise of Romans 8:28:
“God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God.”

Thank you God for giving us a daddy that left us with
a legacy we shall always cherish. 

 

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My Mother’s Heart

Sweet memories of mother line the walls of my heart.

Glenda Mills

My Mother’s Heart


Time alone revealed the true heart
of my mother. 

Seasons of her life reflected
the love and care she
gave our family. 
Myriads of memories
ever so
 sweet 
etched on my heart and mind. 
Easter dresses, hand made
for five daughters,
while she sacrificially
and
 unashamedly went without.
Sunday dinners,
joyfully prepared and served
with beautiful heart and hands;
all for the unabashed
love of family. 
Letters and notes
of encouragement
to a son or daughter
far from home.
Times spent in prayer down
on her knees,

knowing something
wasn’t quite right
and so she prayed. 
Daring to believe for a miracle
when doctors said,
“No chance this baby can live”.
A textbook miracle
son
 who lived forty-five years.
Caring for Daddy through
 years of illness,
faithfully by his side with hope and prayers.

A heart broken many times by unbelievable losses
grandsons, husband, son, parents, brothers and sisters…
Yet…

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When Tears Must Fall

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Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Song of Songs 8:5

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My peace I give
 in the winding wilderness,
where heart and
mind are overwhelmed.
Worry not nor fret,
my daughter.
Lean hard on Me and
trust and rest.

My love I give
 in the valley of trials,
where tears
must fall along the way.
Offer me your tears,
My daughter.
Lean hard on Me and
trust and rest.

 

 

 

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A Faith More Precious Than Gold

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The Valley of Trials

You have come through
the valley of trials,
and have found Me faithful.
You’ve wept and cried out,
worshipped, and leaned hard on Me,
and always—always
I’ve been by your side.

I’ve sung over you
and rejoiced to hear you pick
up the song
and sing it back to Me.
I’ve held you close
to My heart
when yours was breaking.

I’ve promised your joy will return
and will watch and
wait with you,

until you find it to be so.
I am all you need,
no matter
the season, trial or test.

I have found your tested faith more precious than gold.

I have sought you out,
chosen and called you to come to Me.
I am your very source of
the Bread of life and Living water.
I AM….I AM
and I’ll be what it takes
to meet your need.

 

 

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Stop Doubting and Believe

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I’ve always appreciated the honesty
of Thomas. It mattered not when he
heard the reports of others who had
seen Jesus face to face the morning
he rose from the grave. This doubting
disciple wanted hard proof. He declared
he would not believe unless he could
see the nail prints in Jesus hand.

Jesus knew the heart of Thomas. And He knows ours.

Is it not true some of us are tempted to doubt God’s promises when things don’t turn out the way we had expected?

Sometimes our  minds and emotions tempt us to beg God for proof before we will believe. That’s when we need to remember to renew our minds by reading the good news the Bible speaks of.

So with that said, the following is my declaration of belief in the One who loved me enough to die on Calvary’s cruel cross in my place that I might have eternal life.
(John 3:16)

The stripping, beating, and cursing.
The casting of lots for his robe.
The crowning of thorns
on Golgotha’s hill.
The cross
and the nails.
The perfect sacrificial
Lamb of God,
Savior and Redeemer,
the body and blood of Jesus—
wounded and bleeding,
broken and spilled out,
dying for you and for me.

The prayer,
“Father forgive them, they
know not what they do”.
The loud voice,
“It is finished.
Into your hands
I commit my spirit.”
The veil, torn into
from top to bottom.
The open door
to the Holy of Holies
inviting whosoever
will may come.
The third day
angels rolled away
the stone and
Jesus rose from
the grave.

He Arose!

The empty tomb,
his appearing to
the women,
Peter and other disciples.
Then Jesus said to Thomas,

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“Put your finger here and look at my hands. Reach out your hand
and put it into my side.
Stop doubting and believe.” John 20:27

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