The Midnight Call
Christian G. Buerge
'Tis midnight and the Saviour calls:
"Come unto Me, both great and small;
From every kindred, nation, tongue;
Come one, come all, come old and young."
'Tis midnight and we hear the cry,
The Saviour now is passing by.
Oh, will you let Him call in vain,
Lie down and fall asleep again?
Ye slumb'ring nations, wake and rise,
Lift up your heads, look to the skies;
The Saviour's invitation heed,
Awake, arise, and make full speed!
Bring oil in lamps and march along
The Lord to meet a happy throng;
The precious time may soon be o'er,
You'll hear the Saviour's call no more.
Now is the time, the day of grace,
For all the fallen human race;
Come to the Lord, accept His hand,
Or soon you must rejected stand.
Oh, will you now the call obey,
Or will you longer ling'ring stay,
Until you hear the trumpet sound,
The rise for the quaking ground?
Then make your bed in torments where
God will not hear your bitter prayer.
Gnashing of teeth will be your doom,
No light, no hope—eternal gloom.
Oh will you make that awful choice?
Or will you hear the Saviour's voice?
"Come unto me while yet I call,
For now I will forgive you all."
I spent last night with my friend Kristina and her family and today, Mom, me, Levi, Lydia and Kristina went to a boot shop in Ovid that was having a sale. Originally Kristina and I were going to get matching boots but in the end, we didn't. We got some great deals and even Mom got some boots! They didn't have Levi's size so he is getting them shipped. He got a cowboy hat and Lydia and I got new helmets. We had a lot of fun.
After the boot shop, we went to Mom's friend Carolyn's house. We had a great visit with her and she took the pictures of us in our boots (below) in her house.
We spent about two hours at her house, then we headed off to Nancy's where Lydia was getting two new bunnies...I think she named them Kenny and Nancy.
While Mom, Levi and Lydia were talking with Nancy, Kristina and I found our way to the piano. Kristina plays beautifully. We found some music and I sang while she played. We had fun.
After that, we went to Meijers where Mom got a glass water bottle, then on to TSC where I got a jacket with the gift card Seth got me for my birthday.
Sooooooo.....then as we were taking Kristina home at 10:30 pm, Mom suddenly starts screaming, slams on the brakes, I see something brown fly up in front of the windshield, then get flung into the seat in front of me....long story short...we hit a deer....the first accident of any kind I've ever been in. The deer passed on pretty quickly, but then we had to wait for a police officer to make the report. The passenger side headlight was hanging by one wire and the grill is half gone, but as far as we can see, that seems to be the only damage. We were all fine. Kristina's dad came and picked her up from there so we didn't have to drive all the way to her house with a broken headlight.
Below are some pictures of our day and of the goat kids.
This evening, our goat, Libby, delivered twin bucks. Mom texted me this morning and said Libby was standing off by herself and she thought we would have babies by tonight. Dad, Seth and I were still on our way home when Mom texted that the first one was on the ground. I got home in time to be there for the second one. They are both a pretty brown with white markings and frosted ears. I'll get some pictures posted either tomorrow or Friday.
Just a quick book update...after I got my manuscript review back from Xulon (click here to read it...It's the first one on the page) I changed a few things in my manuscript and now it is ready to be edited. I still have a few things to work out with the editing team before they start working on it, but that should be done shortly now.
I have started editing the second book, but I've been working a lot of hours at the auction hall so I haven't gotten too much done on that yet.
I'm on page 80 in the third book. I've kind of stalled out on that one for right now....too many other things going on!
Monica, my illustrator, said she should have some sketches sent to me by the end of the week so I'm excited to see what she has come up with.
Just a piece of trivia I thought you would enjoy....the rough draft of the first book took me 13 months to complete, the second took me 9 months and currently I'm at 11 months for the third book and not quite halfway done! This last one is going a bit slower since I have been so busy, but I'm hoping to have it done by the end of this year. Hoping is the key word!!
Did I say a "quick" book update??!!
How many of you watched the debate last night? I missed a little bit at the beginning but I saw most of it and really enjoyed it. Both men did a great job of presenting their views. I always enjoy listening to or reading discussions on the evolution/creation topic.
For those of you who may not have been able to watch it last night but would like to, the debate will be archived on http://debatelive.org/ for several days.
It was held at the Creation Museum in Kentucky. The tickets were sold out in two minutes! We have never been to the Creation Museum but would really like to go someday. I think it would be a great experience.
Tonight is the debate between Bill Nye the Science Guy and Ken Ham Answers In Genesis CEO. Go to http://debatelive.org/ to watch this debate live!
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.
#2 Hidden Treasure & Wedding Bells Chapter 3: Blizzard
When the door shut behind Darla, Clint turned to Amy. "I don't like the looks of this. The storm is getting worse and unless Tyler says different, none of the men are in yet. If they were, their horses would be here. If they are lost out there in this blizzard..." He did not finish his sentence, but his eyes were troubled.
Just then the barn door opened and Tyler stepped in. "No one is in the bunkhouse, Mr. Kentworthy, not even the cook."
"Grubby went to town this afternoon. He'll stay there until the storm blows over. Thank you, Tyler. You had better go to the house now."
After Tyler left, Clint turned and headed down the row of stalls.
"What are you doing?" Amy asked.
"Going to look for them."
"Dad! You'll get lost too!" she cried, panic welling up in her chest.
He heard the fear in her voice and turning, put his hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eye. "Amy, you've lived on a ranch all your life. You know the dangers and you know the risk I'm taking by going out there right now, but you also know that there are men in trouble and that a good man never abandons his partners in a crisis."
Amy swallowed hard. "I know. I'll be praying. Please be careful."
"It'll be okay. No matter what happens, Amy, it's in God's hands." Clint turned away and opened Renegade's stall door.
When he looked up again, Amy was gone. For a moment he was puzzled, then shrugged and threw the heavy saddle onto the stallion's back.
He glanced up in surprise when the barn door opened a few minutes later and Amy stepped in. "I thought you'd deserted me." he said teasingly as she walked up.
"Dad! I wouldn't do that." Amy protested. She handed him his warmest coat, several canteens filled with hot coffee and some sandwiches.
"That's my ranch girl. Thank you, Amy." He tucked the coffee and sandwiches into his saddle bags, gave Amy a quick hug and picked up his rifle. "Good-bye, Amy. Keep things going at the house. You know what to do."
He led Renegade out the barn door and disappeared in the swirling snow.
Today we went to the Pleasant Ridge Drunkard Brethren church in Ohio. We took the truck because we got several inches of snow yesterday and the roads were slushy. We got up at 5 am and made it just after they broke up into groups for Sunday school. The service was good and I especially enjoyed the singing.
After the service, there was a pot luck meal for those who were going to the jail later on. You have to be 18 to do the jail ministry so I was eager to try it out. We couldn't convince Mom to go in(she's couldn't stand the thought of the ka-clink!)so she stayed in the truck with the kids while Dad, me and six others went in.
The men came in first. There were ten of them. They joined in the singing and two of them spoke up frequently during the message, offering questions and comments. One of the men was silent until we sang "Jesus Loves Me" He sat up straight and began singing along, his whole face lighting up.
As the men were leaving, one of the families handed out cookies. They were well received.
After the men left, the guard brought the women in. There were nine of them and they seemed to enjoy the singing and message as well. One lady asked us to pray for her children that they would be safe while she was away from them. She had been there for three weeks and would be there another nine months.
I really enjoyed going there and I hope I'll get a chance to do it again sometime.
This is one of the songs we sang for the music program at Bible School. I loved it instantly. It's beautiful and the words are ~AMAZING~
The Song of a Wounded Bird
Once I heard a song of sweetness,
As it cleft the morning air,
Sounding in its best completeness
Like a tender, pleading prayer.
And I sought to find the singer,
Whence the wondrous song was born:
And I found a bird sore wounded,
Pinioned by a cruel thorn.
I have seen a soul in sadness,
While its wings with pain were furled,
Giving hope, and cheer, and gladness
That should bless a weeping world.
And I knew that life of sweetness,
Was of pain and sorrow borne,
And a stricken soul was singing
With its heart against a thorn.
Ye are told of one who loved you,
Of a Savior crucified.
Ye are told of nails that pinioned
And a spear that pierced His side:
Ye are told of cruel scourging.
Of a Savoir bearing scorn.
And He died for your salvation
With his brow against a thorn.
Ye are not above the Master;
Will you breathe a sweet refrain?
And His grace will be sufficient,
When you heart is pierced with pain.
Will you live to bless His loved ones,
Tho' your life is bruised and torn,
Like the bird that sang so sweetly,
With its heart against a thorn.
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