Showing posts with label truck-drivers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label truck-drivers. Show all posts

Monday, January 27, 2025

Regarding Life's 'Musts'

Today's post was inspired, in part,  by a comment Jim (my husband, a truck driver)
 made this morning, as he envisioned another week 
of snowy roads, winter driving etc...
Not in disrespect to my 'I will pray for you'
he simply stated the matter of fact/must;
'all your prayers don't take away the fact that I
still have to face the weather and the highway...'
What a picture of life for all of us!!!
 and what a comfort of love!
When we pray for each other, 'for God to guide and keep'
the prayer does not take away the 'road ahead'
  but suddenly, gloriously 
a miraculous transformation takes place!

We go from this...


to this!!
(oops!! I missed a word in the reference below but
drawing is way too challenging for me to attempt a do-over 😂😐)
also, a glimpse at what happens when I look at the clock and g-a-a-a-asp!
“I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee”;


Life's storms come, and pass
just as one 'must' precedes another!



No matter what we say to someone
we cannot take their 'Must' away.
(Jesus, in Gethsemane, though he pleaded was not spared)
We cannot travel their stretch of highway,
we cannot carry their cross.
We can walk alongside each other and
encourage each other, but we cannot
do each other's 'must'.
How wonderful then, the holy opportunity
free to all, to ask God to help us,
 to hold our hand and to go before us.
We don't have to face life's 'musts' alone!
Oh think about this;
We alone, are responsible for our fellowship with our
Heavenly Father; surely the most sacred 'must' of all.
May we pray, as Jesus in Gethsemane prayed , 'not my will, but Thine!'
Or in the Lord's Prayer, 'Thy will be done'.

Isa.45:2-3 & 5-8
“I will go before you
and level the mountains; 
I will break down the gates of bronze
and cut through the bars of iron.
3I will give you the treasures of darkness
and the riches hidden in secret places,
so that you may know that I am the LORD,
the God of Israel, who calls you by name...

5I am the LORD, and there is no other;
there is no God but Me.
I will equip you for battle,
though you have not known Me,
6so that all may know,
from where the sun rises to where it sets,
that there is none but Me;
I am the LORD, and there is no other.
7I form the light and create the darkness;
I bring prosperity and create calamity.
I, the LORD, do all these things.
8Drip down, O heavens, from above,
and let the skies pour down righteousness.
Let the earth open up that salvation may sprout
and righteousness spring up with it;
I, the LORD, have created it.

Read the whole glorious chapter HERE

***

Life's burdens must be borne
Its highways must be trod
Its holy unknowns must be faced
Either fear or faith-shod

Its mornings must be met
Its tests must be endured
Its tempests must be weathered, pray
Hope's Anchor is secured

Life's deserts must be crossed
Its hurdles must be leapt
Its battles must be won or lost
Promises must be kept

Its choices must be made
Its voices must be heard
Its sorrows must be suffered, for
Love's due is undeterred

Life's lessons must be learned
Through much-mistake accrued 
Its crown of wisdom must be earned
Humble pie must be chewed

And each of us must choose
How we will heed life's call
Whether we will trust or refuse
The God who loves us all 

Life's burdens must be borne
Its highways must be trod
Its unknowns, betwixt morn-to-morn
Never too hard for God 

© Janet Martin 




Being a transport truck driver in the winter
is not for the faint of heart!
Will you pray for their safety and encouragement too?


Isa.45:21-22

...There is no other God but Me,

a righteous God and Savior;

there is none but Me.

22Turn to Me and be saved,

all the ends of the earth;

for I am God,

and there is no other.






Lyrics-Songwriters: Thomas Mosie Lister

… In the dark of the midnight have I oft hid my face
While the storms howl above me, and there's no hiding place
'Mid the crash of the thunder, precious Lord, hear my cry
Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by
… 'Til the storm passes over, 'til the thunder sounds no more
'Til the clouds roll forever from the sky
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand
Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by
… Many times Satan whispered, "There is no need to try
For there's no end of sorrow, there's no hope by and by"
But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise
Where the storms never darken the skies
… 'Til the storm passes over, 'til the thunder sounds no more
'Til the clouds roll forever from the sky
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand
Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by

Friday, November 21, 2014

Of Fireside and Friendly Chair (hubby would testify this is definitely a direction on his compass:)


 I was going to call the person who kicked off their footwear to come and put it away...then I noticed most of it was mine...oops;-(

PAD Challenge day 21: For today’s prompt, pick a direction on the compass, make it the title of your poem, and write that poem.



From north and south, from east and west
Wherever we come from
The one direction we love best
Is that which points us home

The heart for all its dreaming ways
Wherever it may roam
Concedes, no matter where its strays
There is no place like home

The footwear on the rag-mat there
Are worn by those we love
Its fingerprints and crumbs and cares
A sacred treasure-trove

And though the lure of distant quest
Of sea or mountain air
May draw us, north, south, east and west
To taste its fancied fare

…nothing can ever quite compare
With that to which we come
Of fireside and friendly chair
And darling home, sweet home

© Janet Martin

Jim says there is one thing that motivates him every Monday when he leaves; to see how soon he can point the nose of his rig homeward. It is pointed that way now somewhere in the big, white north.


 Most truckers prefer the green backdrop to white:)

Last week this crash reignited fervent prayer for all our trucker-heroes! Thankfully no one was seriously hurt!



We are proud and thankful for our dedicated transport truck-drivers!


 

Friday, March 1, 2013

Life's Moment-sky





 This morning life's moment-sky is as colorless and bleak as the landscape.

In my heart of hearts I know
This time beneath life’s moment-sky
Is but a twinkling ebb and flow
Before we bid its gasp good-bye

This time beneath life’s moment-sky
Is a scabbard of mystery
And none of us can prophesy
The details shaping history

Its keen, ephemeral ebb and flow
Will test and try our boasted trust
For none of us can really know
Our depth of faith until we must

Before we bid its gasp good-bye
May we acknowledge only this
…One greater than life’s moment-sky
Prevails, and where we are HE IS

© Janet Martin

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:9

The truck my husband drives broke down shortly after he loaded in Sask. yesterday. Since no mechanic has time to even look at it until next week he is flying home this morning. We never know what a day will bring and it is better in the long run that we do not. God provides grace and strength in our hour of need and only for the hour we are in!



Monday, November 19, 2012

Big Wheels Turning



They turn...
Those big wheels
Fueled by love and passion
By desire and demand
By duty and dreams

They turn
Taking Daddies from their babies
Men from their lovers
But love's sacrifice has no end
it seems

They turn
Kept by prayers
of little girls in flannel nighties
and boys of
 rambunctious lust

Big wheels turning
in the moonlight
as miles cool farewell kisses
and bills keep a-coming...
in God we trust

Janet;  (for hubby) who lives above eighteen wheels turning...

Poetics Aside Prompt: Wheels Poem