IN HIS ARMS

 

I wandered and strayed in unknown paths

Far from my eternal home;

I knew not where to find You

And how to become Your own.

Then You came when I was trapped

In brier, bleeding, helpless and all alone.

You worked so gently while your hands were

Bleeding much more than my own.

I now take the roads I know

And avoid the paths unknown

I remember Your arms that held me

And how they felt like 'I am home'. 

- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

(Art: AI Generated)

THE JOY

 

In my hour of solitude

I sought to worship Thee.

My spirit hungered and was filled

With joy that found me. 

- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

(Art:  Find Perfect Joy by B. Laura Wilson)

ETERNAL DESTINY

 

"I have stood in the Garden of Gethsemane on many occasions. I've contemplated in my mind the suffering, the agony of the Savior. That agony that was experienced when our Heavenly Father permitted him, in a way our minds cannot even comprehend, to take upon himself the pain and sins of all mankind. My soul was filled with sorrow as I've thought of his great sacrifice for mankind.

I've stood beneath Golgotha, the place of the skull, and contemplated the humiliation of the crucifixion which led to our Saviour's mortal death, but which brought to pass his and all mankind's immortality. And again my soul has been subdued.

And I've stood in front of the garden tomb and imagined that glorious day of resurrection when the Saviour emerged from the tomb alive, resurrected, immortal. In that contemplation my heart has swelled with joy.

Through these experiences I've felt to pour out my soul in thanksgiving and appreciation to our Heavenly Father for the love which he and his Son have given to us through the glorious atoning sacrifice." 

(President Howard W. Hunter, Teaching of Howard W. Hunter, page 9)

If You were not,

I would not be,

Silence would have wept at Calvary!

 

If You were not,

I would not be,

As death would claim me eternally.

 

If You were not,

I would not be,

Joyless would be my destiny.

- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

(Art: Upon The Cross by Greg Collins)

THE SHEPHERD

 

"Isaiah spoke of those tender moments when the Lord would "gather the lambs with his arm, and carry them in his bosom" (Isaiah 40:11).  Elder Orson F. Whitney experienced such a glorious moment when he saw a marvelous manifestation of the Saviour. In his dream, he said, "I ran [to meet Him]....fell at his feet, clasped Him around the knees, and begged Him to take me with him. I shall never forget the kind and gentle manner in which He stooped, raised me up, and embraced me. It was so vivid, so real. I felt the very warmth of his body, as He held me in his arms."  Who would not long for that warmth, that embrace?

To be cast from the presence of the Holy One is estrangement of the worst kind. It is to take from us that which means most - our sense of belonging to the divine family. It is to strip us of security and self-worth in one fatal blow. It is like earing the suckling babe from her mother's bosom, sending the wayward child to his room, or sentencing the incorrigible to solitary confinement. It is akin to restricting our communication with a loved one to the telephone; the lines can be clear, the conversation frequent, but the happeiness that comes from being in another's physical presence is missing."

(Tad R. Callister, The Infinite Atonement, p 29, 41)

How dear to the heart of the Shepherd

Is the flock of His sheep;

With tenderness and love

He watches over those in His keep.

How much do they love their Shepherd!

How closely they stay by His side!

With every footstep they follow

To forever with Him abide.

 

-        Cathryne Allen 

(Art: AI Generated)

AT PRAYER

 

You sat beside me as I prayed,

The words like honey on my tongue;

And oh my grateful, weeping heart!-

Offered as my gift to Thee.

How merciful, how gracious

Your acceptance of so little You find in me.

- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

(Art: Comfort In The Cold by Chris Brazelton)

GETHSEMANE

 

All those who journey, soon or late,

Must pass within the garden's gate;

Must kneel alone in darkness there,

And battle with some fierce despair.

God pity those who cannot say:

"Not mine but thine"; who only pray:

"Let this cup pass", and cannot see

The purpose in Gethsemane.

- Ella Wheeler Wilcox

(Art: Sanctify Them by Chris Brazelton)

HE IS RISEN

 

 

HE IS RISEN …..

The Hope of Israel

King of Nations

The Lord of Hosts

Eternal King

The Son of God

The Balm of Gilead

The Son of Man of Holiness

The King of Zion

The Rock of Heaven

The Son of Righteousness

The Great I am

The Good Shepherd

The Stone of Israel

The Son of Man

The Great Amen

The Mighty One of Jacob

The Shepherd of Israel

The Word of Life

Man of Counsel

The Bright and Morning Star

The Holy One

Endless

Eternal

Messiah

The Lamb of God

The Great Jehovah

The Rock of Our Salvation

The liberator of the captive, the succor of the weak, the balm of the afflicted, the well of all perfection, the fountain of all righteousness…..

 

Where is the sting of death,

The enemy of righteousness,

And humanity’s foe?

The fire of its power lies in ashes

Quenched at Calvary long ago.

- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

(Art: On The Third Day by Greg Collins)