The Lord bless you and keep you near, A shelter strong, a presence clear. May mercy guard each step you take, And love surround you when you wake.
May His face shine with gentle light, Dispelling fear, restoring sight. Grace poured out in quiet ways, Enough for all your numbered days.
May He turn toward you, heart inclined, With favor true and peace refined. A calm that holds, a rest profound In Him, true peace is always found.
"'"The LORD bless you and keep you; Num 6:25 the LORD make Num 6:24his face shine on you and be gracious to you; Num 6:26 the LORD turn his face toward you and give you peace."'
We just had a beautiful snowfall today, A quiet reminder of mercy’s sweet way. The earth dressed in white, so gentle, so new, A picture of grace God shows me and you.
Scarlet once stained every burden and wrong, Crimson weighed heavy, far too deep, far too long. But Heaven spoke softly, “Come, reason with Me,” And love washed the soul till the heart was set free.
Now white as the snow, every sin washed away, As wool made so clean by His merciful way. Each snowflake whispers what Scripture has said: Forgiven, restored—by the blood that was shed.
Isa 1:18 “Come now, let us reason together, says the LORD: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool.
We are so blessed to be a blessing, By God’s own hand, by His addressing. Each breath we take, each step we tread, Is mercy poured, by grace we’re led.
What we’ve been given is not to keep, But meant to sow and meant to reap. A helping hand, a caring voice, In loving others, we rejoice.
Our cup runs over, hearts confessing, We are so blessed to be a blessing.
“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give you peace.” Numbers 6:24–26 (ESV)
Have you ever walked a shelter aisle, Dogs of every heart and style? Some bark loud, some softly stay, Some race around, some shy away.
Some are nervous, some are calm, Some just rest with quiet charm. You look at all—then something’s done, A glance, a pause… you know that one.
When eyes meet eyes, the choice is clear, No doubt, no fear—just “you’re my dear.” Not picked by looks or perfect grace, But by a knowing, sacred place.
So it is with Jesus calling you, He seeks the many, not the few. Some pray aloud with lifted voice, Some whisper soft—that’s still a choice.
Some kneel strong, some tremble there, Some bold in faith, some unsure in prayer. Yet when your eyes meet His that day, The papers sign—you’re His to stay.
No fee, no test, no earned degree, Just love that sets the captives free. Have your eyes met Jesus’ gaze? That holy look that changes days.
If not, He waits—His arms still wide, Forever faithful, by your side.
“Yet to all who did receive Him, to those who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God. John 1:12 (NIV)
The great orator rose with confident calm, And lifted his voice in the Twenty-Third Psalm. Each word was precise, each phrase clearly drawn, And thunderous applause filled the hall before long.
Then an old preacher stood, his frame bowed with years, He read the same passage through weathered tears. No flourish, no polish, no practiced display Yet hearts in the room were undone that day.
For the difference was not in the verse or the tone, Nor the beauty of language so skillfully shown. The orator knew every word by his part, But the preacher knew the Shepherd… deep in his heart.
One spoke of green pastures, still waters, and rod, The other had walked them with trust in his God. And when he said, “I shall not fear,” it was clear He wasn’t reciting… the Shepherd was near.
Psalm 23:1 (KJV) “The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.”
The joy of the Lord is my strength today, Not borrowed from man, not fading away. When shadows grow long and hope feels thin, His joy lifts my heart from deep within.
It’s joy in the morning, joy at night, Joy in the battle, joy in the fight. Not born of comfort or earthly cheer, But anchored in truth: my God is near.
When tears may fall and burdens press, His joy becomes peace, my righteousness. It steadies my steps, my soul it sings The joy of the Lord is my strength in all things.
Nehemiah 8:10 (KJV) “…for the joy of the LORD is your strength.”
We no longer follow cloud by day, Or fire that lights the desert way, No pillar rising in the night Yet God is near, not lost to sight.
Through Christ, His dwelling place is found In humble hearts where faith abounds. Not built with gold or tent or stone, But lives He gladly calls His home.
When we walk close, in step, aligned, His presence guards both heart and mind. He goes before, He walks beside, Our faithful guide, our sheltering light.
Still leading on, still strong, still true The God of fire now lives in you.
1 Corinthians 3:16 (KJV) “Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you?”
Looking for Jesus seems a noble thing to do, Yet search can turn to longing for what comforts you. If seeking is for gain, for answers just your way, He may feel just beyond you, slipping day by day.
You may chase every sign, every whispered clue, And find what you are searching for keeps eluding you. But when your heart is humble, and love is what you choose, When you care for others as Jesus always would
You will not have to search for Him, nor call His name, For He will come beside you, quietly the same. In mercy lived, in kindness shown, in love that’s true and free, You’ll find that all along… He was walking next to thee.
Jhn 14:21 Whoever has my commandments and keeps them, he it is who loves me. And he who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I will love him and manifest myself to him.”
