Posted by Roberta Grimes • March 19, 2022 • 45 Comments
I will follow Him, follow Him wherever He may go. And near Him, I always will be, for nothing can keep me away. He is my destiny. I will follow Him. Ever since He touched my heart, I knew. There isn’t an ocean too deep, A mountain so high it can keep me away from... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • March 12, 2022 • 42 Comments
He touched me. He put his hand near mine and then He touched me. I felt a sudden tingle when He touched me. A sparkle. A glow. He knew it. It wasn’t accidental, no, He knew it. He smiled and seemed to tell me so, all through it. He knew it, I know He’s real,... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • March 05, 2022 • 33 Comments
Under a spreading chestnut-tree the village smithy stands. The smith, a mighty man is he, with large and sinewy hands, And the muscles of his brawny arms are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long; his face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, he earns... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • February 26, 2022 • 25 Comments
The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul. He guides me along the right paths for His name’s sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil,... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • February 19, 2022 • 58 Comments
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways! I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and Ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • December 25, 2021 • 46 Comments
I wonder as I wander out under the sky, How Jesus the Savior did come for to die. For poor on’ry people like you and like I… I wonder as I wander out under the sky. When Mary birthed Jesus ’twas in a cow’s stall, With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all. But... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • December 18, 2021 • 48 Comments
O come, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. – John Mason Neale (1818-1866), translation of an 8th century Latin monastic hymn At Christmas we celebrate the beginning of the most astounding and mystifying... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • December 11, 2021 • 47 Comments
I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses; And the voice I hear, falling on my ear, the Son of God discloses. And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am His own, And the joy we share, as we tarry there,... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • October 09, 2021 • 34 Comments
“We must reduce our volume to the simple evangelists, select, even from them, the very words only of Jesus… There will be found remaining the most sublime and benevolent code of morals which has ever been offered to man. I have performed this operation for my own use, by cutting verse by verse out of... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • October 02, 2021 • 40 Comments
“Please God, make me good, but not just yet.” – St Augustine of Hippo (354-430), from The Confessions of St. Augustine (400) The problem with every attempt ever made to inspire us to be better people is the fact that none of it changes us. We might try to be good and loving and forgiving,... Read More
