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“He openeth, and no man shutteth.” Revelation 3:7 Jesus is the keeper of the gates of paradise and before every believing soul he setteth an open door, which no man or devil shall be able to close against it. What joy it will be to find that faith in him is the golden key to the everlasting doors. My soul, dost thou carry this key in thy bosom, or art thou trusting to some deceitful pick-lock, which will fail thee at last? Hear this parable of the preacher, and remember it. The great King has made a banquet, and he has proclaimed to all the world that none shall enter but those who bring with them the fairest flower that blooms. The spirits of men advance to the gate by thousands, and they bring each one the flower which he esteems the queen of the garden; but in crowds they are driven from the royal presence, and enter not into the festive halls. Some bear in their hand the deadly nightshade of superstition, or the flaunting poppies of Rome, or the hemlock of self- righteousness, but ...

This is such a lovely song, I thought I should share it on my blog. No matter how I'm feeling before I listen to it, it always really encourages me. Hope it encourages you too.

Oh To Be In England Oh to be in England, when the year is at the Spring, To see the lambs a playing and hear the wee birds sing. Watch the woodlands and the meadows don robes of living green, When the hawthorn and the bluebells are sights that must be seen. When all nature is awakening from it's long ,long winter's sleep And striving, oh so surely the Creator's dates to keep. Oh to be in England, or just local if you like, To rove with kindred spirits o'er woodland moor and dyke To monitor the migrant birds that nest around these parts The marlins and the warblers and the bonnie, shy, redstarts. And marvel how they find their way, to Afric's sunny clime And then return to us again when it is nesting time. There find a site to build a nest, where in their young to rear And then depart to warmer climes, at the closing of the year. A poem by my Grandad, Harry Huddleston (aka Dale Potts), celebrating the wonderful spring season. I thought it tied in well with there bein...

I think hedgehogs are really cute! 1 of my nephews thought it was just too spiky to be cute. I got a pretty good view of it when I had to move it out of the workshop, and seeing the tiny claws and nose made me realize again how Amazing our Creator and designer is.