Archive for May, 2019

Loved ones with the Lord… Remembering my Mother Today

May 27, 2019

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My mother was born 90 years ago today, on 27th May 1929 and she and my Dad were married on her 23rd birthday, in 1952. Every day since she went home to be with the Lord in December 2014, how I have missed her loving presence! Unfortunately a whole way of life also passed for us after her departure…

She had deep concern for our welfare and took a special interest in all of our accomplishments. My daughter who has recently gone through so much, was able to make a lovely little cake at the weekend, decorating it with seasonal fruit. I know that Mum (to whom she was so close) would have found it delicious. Having a sense of humour, she would also have laughed at our cat eyeing it with longing! But she now resides in heavenly realms and “eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him.” (1Corinthians 2v9)

I miss the old days and I still mourn my parents’ passing but I know that they would want me to grow in their Master and be a witness for Him for the rest of my life here, even under the circumstances in which we have found ourselves in of late. In the knowledge that my parents would want all of their loved ones here below following their Lord and Saviour, He gave me these words one day…

 

Loved ones with the Lord

No wave from the window

No greeting at the door

No loving voice of welcome

Out the hallway anymore.

 

No smile of tender care

No outstretched mother’s arms

No reassuring hug

To comfort our alarms.

 

Gone the laughter and the warmth

Gone the tales they loved to tell.

Gone the softness of her touch,

Gone the voice we loved so well.

 

Gone the scripture from the wall,

Gone the hours of fervent prayer,

Gone the faith that once held sway,

Gone the Bible by his chair.

 

Gone the pain that gave them grief,

Gone the heartache and the woe,

Gone from here to Paradise,

Gone where tears will never flow.

 

But never gone their Master’s love,

Never gone His love for thee,

And while thy life is ebbing in,

Yet still He whispers: “Follow me.”

 

© Elizabeth Burke

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The Danger of Bridges – Old and New

May 7, 2019

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Ireland is full of bridges; some are small and not very high, gently curving over shallow rivers and ravines in the countryside; others are like the bridge over the River Boyne near Drogheda which spans 230 metres of the motorway between Dublin and Belfast. Some bridges are rustic, others functional but one of the most beautiful I know is the “Craigmore Viaduct” with its eighteen arches near Newry railway station, its construction ending in the year 1852.

I sometimes have concerns about certain bridges I know, because perhaps they have never been checked!  The little local one which is familiar to me was most likely built many years ago – but how safe is it when a great truck comes thundering over it? As I recently waded through the wild garlic and the shallow bubbling river underneath it, I could hear traffic above my head. I also sometimes wonder when I drive, take a train (or even walk) over a bridge, how reliable it is and indeed sometimes it is the new bridges we have to be concerned about…

These thoughts on bridges came into my mind recently on reading another true little story from my very old book: “A Thousand Tales worth Telling,” It is entitled: “A Startling Sight…”

“A horseman road across a dangerous bridge one dark night; and on reviewing the place next day, he fell into a swoon when he became sensible of the danger which, by the darkness of the night, was hidden from him. If unsaved men and women could only see how near they are to a lost eternity, how they would “flee from the wrath to come” (Matthew 3v7; Revelation 6v16)… to the mighty Saviour of sinners.”

When souls travel through life in spiritual darkness they are truly unaware of the great danger they are in. Which “bridge” are you using to span the great divide? There are many bridges which mankind may put their trust in – from the bridge of humanism and the many other thousands of dangerous bridges, each one the name of a different system of belief. Some bridges are old, some are modern, while some get a minimum amount of traffic and some have a massive amount of traffic. People think that by using their particular “bridge” (whether it is used by the multitudes or by the few) they will land safely on the “good” shore of eternity. How safe is our “bridge?” This is the vital question. Surely all bridges need to be checked….

“For there is one God, and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus; Who gave himself a ransom for all to be testified in due time.” (1Timothy 2v5&6) Jesus is the only Mediator – the only Bridge, spiritually speaking, Who can span the great divide between God and mankind. “Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.” (Acts 4v12)

This is the only Bridge we can put our trust in, His great love spanning the great divide – that no other person or philosophy could ever adequately fill. “But this man, after he had offered one sacrifice for sins for ever, sat down on the right hand of God.” (Hebrews 10v12)

His will is that you put your trust in this “one sacrifice for sins for ever” and have faith in Him alone; the One whose dying love spanned that great divide between God and men. He loves you and wants you to know that all other “bridges” have shaky foundations and will someday crumble and fall but Jesus Christ, praise His Name, is “the same yesterday, and to-day, and for ever,” (Hebrews 13v8) and we can trust in Him alone to take us safely over. Praise God, “I won’t have to cross Jordan alone…. Jesus died for my sins to atone.”