Showing posts with label angels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label angels. Show all posts

Thursday, January 15, 2015

It's Either To Hot, Or To Cold!



The other day I found myself think of a few things I had to do outside.  Where I live it’s winter right now,  40 Degrees Fahrenheit.  I said to myself “it’s to cold to do that”  you know, In a way that was complaining.  I then took stock of the normal temperature in Houston Texas…. Troubling.   It’s more often hot here then it is cold.

If the conditions are never right to move forward… then maybe it’s not the conditions that are the problem.   There is something for having an optimistic outlook in every situation.   A can do attitude about the opportunities in front of you or the obstacles in front of you. 

It’s a season to where a jacket, rather than swim shorts!  Enjoy it! Don’t let the cold be an excuse, but rather an opportunity to experience something new and different.
It will be unbearably hot before you know it!

Saturday, December 21, 2013

The Prince of Peace: Der Freidensfurst

Visiting my family in Canada this year has brought back so many great childhood memories.  From the Christmas baking to seeing old friends and family. Driving down streets I grew up riding my bike or skateboarding on. But the thing that has captured my attention the most is singing Der Friedensfurst (The Prince of Peace).  Its tradition to sing on Christmas morning in the church I grew up in Emmanuel Mennonite Church.  I have been reading through and translating the lyrics they really are amazing and encouraging.  So here they are... in German!!!

Der Friedensfürst
Horch, die Engelchöre singen,
Horch, die Engelchöre singen,
Dir, o mächt’ger Friedensfürst,
Du Heiland aller Welt.
Hört sie lieblich schallen,
Holde Freudenlieder,
Dir, o mächt’ger Friedensfürst,
Und ein Hosianna tönt auf Erden wieder,
Dir, o mächt’ger Friedensfürst.
Uns ist geboren heut’ ein Kind,
Uns ist geboren heut’ ein Sohn,
Und seine Herrlichkeit
Füllet die weite Welt,
Und er heisst, und er heisst
Wunderbar, Wunderbar,
Der mächt’ge Friedensfürst,
Wunderbar, Wunderbar,
Der mächt’ge Friedensfürst.
Drum besingt den Ruhm des Herrn,
Ihm gebührt der Lobgesang,
Dich erhebt das Herz so gern,
Friedensfürst voll Preis und Dank.
Ehre sei dem Herrn in der Höhe,
Ja, Ehre sei dem Herrn in der Höhe,
Und Friede auf der weiten Welt,
Gottes Friede auf der Welt.
Seid fröhlich alle Völker
Und singet Freudenlieder,
Bringt Ehre und Anbetung, Ihm,
Dem Friedensfürsten dar.
Singt Hosianna, singt Hosianna,
Hosianna bringt dem Gotteslamm,
Singt Hosianna, singt Hosianna,
Hosianna bringt dem Gotteslamm.
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.