Tuesday, March 24, 2026

Life Matters, A Life that Matters or Life-matters

As we contemplate the culmination of 
what may seem commonplace at first glance...







...may the light of eternity waken us to the sacred matter
of what matters most, and how ultimately 
nothing is commonplace, when
lived with love for the glory of God!

A Life That Matters ; (click link)
isn't that what we all desire?!
To matter; To be needed and loved!
And what irony; the desire to be needed and loved, to matter,
is met as we meet another's need with love.

The link above helped inspire today's poem, as well as
an excerpt from an update letter from one of our missionaries
 who led a team of students on a short-term ministering-trip.
One of the students, after thanking those who prayed for him/them
shared that he is so excited to see where the Lord will lead him
' Even though I am no longer in (said country),
I still plan to be a disciple of God
and hope to help share the good news
with as many people in my life as I can."

What a beautiful reminder about what truly matters, 
as we desire to live a life that matters,
and ultimately to exalt as Paul did!

Life is lent; its gifted measure
More than sums/crumbs of birthday cake 
 Time is a temporal treasure
With eternity at stake 

Today's gifted moment-matter
Matters more than we can see
As the seeds of reply scatter
Settling in eternity 

In the grave matter of living
No one can afford to hate/wait
Today is ripe for love's giving
Tomorrow may be too late

Come, let's make the most of moments
And the matter they compose
Before death's impending summons
Ushers in life's curtain-close 

Let's run life's race with endurance
Honouring what matters most
Let's rely on the assurance
Of worth only faith can boast

What lies behind none can alter
But do not despair, my friend
Mercy's fountain does not falter  
Today we can change the end

Every life matters; its treasure
More than fool's gold or bold jest
Pray the merit of its measure
Makes its matter worth our best 

Because after this life's fleetness
After earth's mortal sojourn
We will meet with the completeness 
Of eternity's return 

Pray, we put our faith in Jesus
For this matters most of all
Because only Jesus frees us
From the curse of mankind's fall

Thank God for salvation's story
Thank Him for love's shameless boast 
Through His power, for His glory
He grants us what matters most 

Janet Martin

Rom.14:7-13
 (read the whole glorious chapter HERE)

7For none of us lives to himself, and no one dies to himself. 
8For if we live, we live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to the Lord. 
Therefore, whether we live or die, we are the Lord’s. 
9For to this end Christ died [b]and rose and lived again, 
that He might be Lord of both the dead and the living. 
10But why do you judge your brother?
 Or why do you show contempt for your brother? 
For we shall all stand before the judgment seat of [c]Christ.
  11For it is written:
“As I live, says the Lord,
Every knee shall bow to Me,
And every tongue shall confess to God.”
12So then each of us shall give account of himself to God. 
13Therefore let us not judge one another [d]anymore, 
but rather resolve this, 
not to put a stumbling block or a cause to fall in our brother’s way.



Monday, March 23, 2026

If We Make Christ our Master


For me, one of the takeaway applications of yesterday morning's message
Choose your master/Master or your master will choose you!
The speaker also reminded /encouraged us with this;
If we make Christ our Master and mission
day by day, the end will take care of itself;
We will be able to be faithful to the end
and echo the words of Paul in
2 Tim.4:7
" I have fought the good fight,
I have finished the race,
I have kept the faith."

So thank You Lord, for a new morning filled with new mercies!
Lam.3:22-23

Lord, because no one can serve two masters (Matt.6:24)
 help us choose You!





If we make Christ our Master we will fix our eyes on Him
Not mine, but Thine the Kingdom, power and glory. Amen

If we make Christ our Master He will passion's zeal persuade
To seek His kingdom first and not vain treasures that will fade

If we make Christ our Master then, we will hallow His name
And reverence and fear the One who bore our sin and shame

If we make Christ our Master we will trust Him and obey
Knowing sorry disaster waits where Self demands its say

If we make Christ our Master we will be misunderstood
As we reject this world's appeal for Heaven's Greater Good

If we make Christ our Master worship commands a great price
Each day will be an altar, Self will be the sacrifice 

It we make Christ our Master; He, The Way, the Truth, the Life
Will lead in paths of righteousness and fit us for its strife 

If we make Christ our Master, Holy power will prevail
His armour equips us to withstand evils that assail

If we make Christ our Master we will never walk alone
His rod and staff will comfort all who make His will their own

If we make Christ our Master life will be no Easy Street
And mean will seem the Potter's Wheel as faith and sight compete

If we make Christ our Master, then, whatever may befall
When we behold Him we will know the fight was worth it all 

If we make Christ our Master, focus/motive will be realigned 
And as it is He help us love Him heart, soul, strength and mind

If we make Christ our Master, then the Best is yet to come
Death's solemn due, the doorway to Eternity with Him

The lordship of Me-Myself-I, mines deeps of futile yen
If we make Christ our Master He will satisfy. Amen 

Janet Martin







Saturday, March 21, 2026

Better Hope



Tomorrow's Sunday School lesson is about the wise men
who traveled a lo-o-o-ng way to find Jesus, 
and did not stop seeking till they found Him and worshipped Him

Today's poem is inspired in part by pondering this account
and partly by today's devotion from Heb.7 
esp. v.18,19
18 For on the one hand there is an annulling of the former commandment
because of its weakness and unprofitableness,
19 for the law made nothing [e]perfect;
on the other hand, there is the bringing in of a better hope, 
through which we draw near to God.
&25
25 Therefore He is also able to save [h]to the uttermost 
those who come to God through Him, 
since He always lives to make intercession for them.

Thank-you Jesus, for the Better Hope
which crowns common task/toil with holy purpose!
May we all seek to be 'wise men' seeking to
find and follow Jesus!

The 'Christmas' Story brings us to the 'Easter' story;
God's timeless and season-less love story!!!






He saves them to the uttermost who come to Him in truth
And through the Better Hope He wrought love needs no further proof
His consolation is a refuge to which all may flee
Therein the soul is anchored through the truth/hope that sets us free

Praise Jesus for the Better Hope that faith’s persuasion brings
And worship He who gave Himself to bring us better things
Through the gift of salvation, each who repents and believes
Inherits the fulfillment of the promise faith receives

Thus we, heirs of the full assurance of His promises
Are shod with the gospel of peace and called to holiness
To endure patiently the service of Self sacrificed
Not slothful but prepared to suffer for the sake of Christ

Praise Jesus for the Better Hope this world can never boast
His cross-shaped promise crowns all He saves to the uttermost
And fills us with His purpose until we are called away
He bids us not grow weary in well-doing till that day

If it were not for Better Hope how mean would seem earth’s strife
If not for God’s goodness and mercy each day of our life
We surely would fall prey to he who seeks to compromise
Faith, with appealing subtlety of worship-stealing lies

God, make us like the wise men from the east who traveled far
To find the Child and did not cease from following the Star
The Star that did not disappoint or lead astray, or dim
The Star that shines with Better Hope for all who hope in Him

Janet Martin



Friday, March 20, 2026

Welcome, Sweet Spring (no matter what the weather)

 Happy First Day of Spring!!!

Welcome sweet spring, whatever be the weather...



Welcome, fine artiste of splash-perfect puddles...


Where bulbs are bursting with anticipation
First a green shoot then, tulips, daffodils...




Welcome sweet spring, whatever be the weather
We know what you will bestow without fail
Hope; as we sense nature slackens the tether
That drives the tandem of bluster and gale

Welcome sweet spring, you are ever the victor
In tug of wars twixt two seasons; heave-ho
Your smile will always defeat Old Man Winter
Melting his ire as warmer winds blow

Welcome sweet spring, bringing sunshine and showers
Transforming vistas long barren and bleak
You fling ajar nature’s gateway to flowers
Waking earth’s gardens as you kiss Her cheek

Welcome sweet spring, laden with welkin ardor
Under the sun newness clothes naked limbs
Overhead blueness vaults; a cobalt arbor
Dappled with clouds like a meadow with lambs

Welcome sweet spring, always worth our waiting
No matter how strong persistence prevails
Sooner or later planting-contemplating
Turns into garden-dirt under our nails

Welcome sweet spring, with joy no prose can capture
Where the branch cradles the fluff-feathered nest
Where morning trembles with songbird-trilled rapture
Where the brook beckons with sun-dappled zest

…where the bud pulses with em’rald elation
Bathing bare woodlands in verdurous thrills
Where bulbs are bursting with anticipation
First a green shoot then, tulips, daffodils

Welcome, fine artiste of splash-perfect puddles
Welcome, harbinger of long summer days
Welcome, rooms heady with breezy befuddles
Fragrant with blossoms and born-again praise

While, we like eager children toss our mittens
With faces pressed to Time’s windows of air
With hearts as soft as pussy-willow kittens
Welcoming spring like an answer to prayer

Janet Martin

Fragrant with blossoms and born-again praise...


…where the bud pulses with em’rald elation
Bathing bare woodlands in verdurous thrills...


Thursday, March 19, 2026

Counting Happiness-Splashes...

I was ready to dash off and seize the day 
when my heart-strings snagged on this flower bouquet...
(and voila, its beauty begged to be immortalized in poetry)
It is like a splash of sunshine to brighten a stretch
of dreary weather!



What are your happiness splashes today?
A quick peek at a few of mine in the past few days...

A few months belated birthday celebration for our oldest Grandson...
(because unexpected interruptions turned into time passed by!)


Gramma and grands day...

Of eager child learning to read...




Craft and games (and silly singin' in the rain puppy) aftermath...


This puppy makes you smile and tap your toes the first time you hear him...


After the 150th time you want to hurl him outside to sing in the rain till he croaks!!😅


This ugly critter below still exists simply because 
of the mischief and laughter it provides for my grandchildren...
put it on grandma's shoulder-lap-head-plate and listen to her scream/shriek!
(p-s-s-t! sometimes for their enjoyment Grandma exaggerates reactions a bit)
...also, Grandma is biding time till PAYBACK! 😂



Let's count splashes of happiness we else might overlook
And gather them like pages in a heart-shaped picture book

Let's never take for granted what may never pass again
But be sweetly enchanted by love's lyric and refrain

Let's tune our hearts to see and hear love's many-splendored shades
Leaving pleasures to ponder when music or flower fades

Like the warmth of a handshake long after the clasp has cooled
Or the delight of daisies after nature's rod has ruled

Or wisdom, after it is schooled in hard-knock's purple eye
Or served with big fat slice of life's old-fashioned humble pie

Let's admire the poetry that needs no words to say
'I love you' in a smile, a wave, a fresh flower-bouquet

Let's do all that we can to collect nuggets of love's gold
Of eager child learning to read, of toddler's hand to hold

Of birthday hugs and cards and cakes, of laughter's sanguine bells 
Of ling'ring over cups of tea to postpone fond farewells

Of cherishing words like 'hello' 'we' 'us' 'ours' and 'together'
Of making precious memories no matter what the weather

Of taking time to stand still and behold the footprints ere
the one who leaves them vanishes into yesterday's air

Of sipping sacred servings of tick-tock, tick-tock, before
It is too late to try to taste the Time that is no more 

So, drink from life's communal cup only today can fill
And tip its chalice upside-down and let happiness spill

Like pennies from a pocket or like sparkles from the sky
Before the cup is but a shell holding the ocean's sigh

Stand still! and let the thrill of looking author wonder's hymn
Because the love of God is something that nothing can dim 

And this new day that He has made will soon join yesteryears
Let's count splashes of happiness before it disappears 

And thank the Lord for dentists when druthers would druther not
They are a precious blessing when a tooth-ache's what we've got

And thank Him for the tasks that sometimes almost steal our smiles
The people and the places we love make it worth their whiles 

And thank Him for both toil and rest; the best life has to give
And thank Him for our share in it as long, as long we live

Janet Martin

Holiness of Today or Sacredness of Seeds

Pondering planting is an annual almost-spring activity.
We never plant without hope for a good harvest
of fruit and flowers!



This line of thinking woke today's poem
as I pondered the sacredness of seeds!
(those we plant and those we don't)
We cannot reap what we do not sow







Each day is like a fallow field
Soon strewn with seeds of word and deed
Consider then, some morrow's yield
When harvest will expose the seed

Each morning grants a fresh re-start
For sacred seeds waiting to spill
The Giver of  Today imparts
All that we need to trust/do His will 

He grants the soundness of His Word
To equip us with truth and love
For the harvest is undeterred
In the fruit seeds are bound to prove

...where trodden fields we leave behind
May seem to weave a transient path
But we should ever keep in mind
The future of their aftermath

(For stumbling blocks and stepping stones
Are scattered in word and deed's toll
 Where carriages of skin and bones
Traverse their wake, bearing the soul)

The seeds that fill the heart and mind
Are bound to spill in word and deed
Of truth that frees or lies that blind/bind
God, help us pay more earnest heed

...to the holiness of Today
And seed-responsibility
Where the harvest of do-and-say
Is up to likes of you and me

Today awaits our words and deeds 
God, help us as we sow, to keep
Close watch on sacredness of seeds 
We and/or our children will reap 

Janet Martin


Luke 8:4-8 & 11-15

The Parable of the Sower

4And when a great multitude had gathered, and they had come to Him from every city, He spoke by a parable: 5“A sower went out to sow his seed. And as he sowed, some fell by the wayside; and it was trampled down, and the birds of the air devoured it. 6Some fell on rock; and as soon as it sprang up, it withered away because it lacked moisture. 7And some fell among thorns, and the thorns sprang up with it and choked it. 8But others fell on good ground, sprang up, and yielded [e]a crop a hundredfold.” When He had said these things He cried, “He who has ears to hear, let him hear!”

The Parable of the Sower Explained

11“Now the parable is this: The seed is the word of God. 12Those by the wayside are the ones who hear; then the devil comes and takes away the word out of their hearts, lest they should believe and be saved. 13But the ones on the rock are those who, when they hear, receive the word with joy; and these have no root, who believe for a while and in time of [g]temptation fall away. 14Now the ones that fell among thorns are those who, when they have heard, go out and are choked with cares, riches, and pleasures of life, and bring no fruit to maturity. 15But the ones that fell on the good ground are those who, having heard the word with a noble and good heart, keep it and bear fruit with patience.[h]


Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Faith's Flawed and Fumbling Plea...

First, a Homefront update! 
Dad was able to come home on Sunday and
mom was released a few days before!
Thank-you for continued prayers for dad to heal from his surgery
and for mom's strength to be restored 🙏💖
if/as the Lord wills!

Heb.11:6
But without faith it is impossible to please Him,
for he who comes to God must believe that He is,
and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.


As the morning light melts the night's sky
so the light of God's Word melts shadows of doubt, despair and fear!



Provide, dear Lord, provide
Wisdom, through Thy Word's light
To be a clear and steadfast guide
To steer faith's feet aright

Anoint, dear Lord, anoint
Our hearts and lips with praise
When hopeful dreamlands disappoint
Still let Thy Word amaze

Console, dear Lord, console
When sorrow's tear-seas spill
Where loss of loved one leaves a hole
Only Thy Word can fill

Comfort, Lord, comfort then
Cheer up and undergird
Help us to humbly hope again
Surrendered to Thy Word  

Convict, dear Lord, convict
Where erring will runs wild
Bid conscience be palpably pricked
Through Thy Word to Thy child

Refine, dear Lord, refine
The motive of each plea
Until we utterly resign
Our word and will to Thee

Restore, dear Lord, restore
Love's allegiance to seek 
Thy Word, heart, soul and mind before
Lifetime is left to speak

Attend, dear Lord, attend
Faith's flawed and fumbling plea
Through Thy Word let mercy amend
The prayer that reaches Thee 

Janet Martin

John 1:1
In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.













 



 

Tuesday, March 17, 2026

In This New Day the Lord Hath Made (He Will Not Fail)


This week's prayers include pleas that God may prevail mightily
where mountains seem to rise before our eyes...
some close to home and some far, far away from home, but all close to God!


In this new day the Lord hath made, He will not fail...





In this new day the Lord hath made, He will not fail; His hand
Is by no measure or means stayed; without Him who could stand?
His faithful and redeeming love forgives iniquity
Through the power and glory of the cross at Calvary

In this new day the Lord has made He will not fail; His will
Is by no rebel scheme delayed, His purpose to fulfill
Thus, all who repent and believe and humbly trust His Word
From unseen treasuries receive, His blessing undeterred

In this new day the Lord hath made, He will not fail; His grace
Is sufficient; be not dismayed; the mountains that we face
Are cradled in the hands of He who made heaven and earth
And tries the eyes of you and me to prove faith’s truth and worth

In this new day the Lord hath made He will not fail; nor all
Who seek His kingdom first; He knows our needs both great and small
And though He rends the sacred soil that grows faith’s fruitful seed
He will supply strength for faith's toil and favour for faith’s need

Janet Martin

Ps 130

Out of the depths I have cried to You, O Lord;
2 Lord, hear my voice!
Let Your ears be attentive
To the voice of my supplications.

3 If You, Lord, should [a]mark iniquities,
O Lord, who could stand?
4 But there is forgiveness with You,
That You may be feared.

5 I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
And in His word I do hope.
6 My soul waits for the Lord
More than those who watch for the morning—
Yes, more than those who watch for the morning.

7 O Israel, hope in the Lord;
For with the Lord there is mercy,
And with Him is abundant redemption.
8 And He shall redeem Israel
From all his iniquities.