I posted this on my Facebook page today:
Today, inspired by several sources, I have put together several packets for homeless people I see on the street corners. It does not contains money, but has some food to eat, nutrition bars, peanut butter, water, canned food and some cookies. Of course, being LDS, I have included a copy of The Book of Mormon. I have put in a list of where homeless people can get help and a short note of encouragement. From experience, I realize a number of these people have addiction problems. So do I, food, but I am lucky enough to provide for myself. I the idea behind my motivation is the old statement, "There but for the grace of God go I." A few little tweaks in your past or mine, a few more bad decisions and that could easily be me on the street corner. I encourage you to think about this, perhaps put together a packet (I use a 2 ½ gallon ziplock bag). Carry one in you car, have an extra in your pantry. It will make your day when you give it to someone. As a caution, I do not give out my name address or phone number. Feel free to post back if you've done or do this. I'd like to hear your experiences.
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Prone to Wander
The name of this blog has been changed for some obvious reasons. The new title reflects a line from one of the greatest hymns ever written, "Come Thou Font of Every Blessing." I include the words below although it is best heard. It perfectly describes the relationship each believing mortal has with our Heavenly Father. Below the words, I will include several links to places you may hear the hymn sung.
Come Thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy, never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount, I'm fixed upon it
Mount of Thy redeeming love
Here I raise my Ebenezer
Here by Thy great help I've come
And I hope by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the throne of God
He to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood
Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily Im constrained to be
Let that grace now, like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Heres my heart, oh, take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above
Come Thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy, never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount, Im fixed upon it
Mount of Thy unchanging love
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