Saturday, 17 March 2018

Choose You This Day...

It is time to begin anew. To release this poor, prodigal, blog from its low dormant position to new heights of life and inspiration. As the contemplative writer of Ecclesiastes writes, "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance. (3:1&4)

Recently I've been inspired by the ability and freedom our Creator has given us to make choices and  my ponderings have given way to this little blurb.

I am free. Free to choose. To decipher which way to take, which avenue to walk down, which road to take in life. I can choose my own way, another’s way, or the way of a Sovereign God. All these routes have consequences, all these ways serve a different god. I can choose to serve myself and live a comfortable life here on earth with nothing left to show at the end of it except the pleasure I experienced, or I can choose to serve God, give to others, endure hardship and receive an everlasting reward. The pull of my selfish flesh scares me. I realize how easy it would be to go my own way. To dismiss responsibility and self-discipline; to live merely for pleasure and self-gratification. The decision is real. "Choose you this day whom you will serve."

It amazes me at times how God has allowed us the freedom to choose. Even though He is fully aware of our humanity and knows we might choose wrongly He gives us this privilege. He knows that following His will and walking in fellowship with Him is the best route for us and will protect us from sin and the pain that comes with it. However, He gives us the choice. To me this proves how much God desires our allegiance and love. He would never force us to love Him yet He wants desperately for us to come to Him. So much so, that He sent His Son Jesus to repair the gap that our sin has left. He loves You my friend. More than You can imagine, more than You can comprehend.  Won't You say yes to Him? He's waiting with open arms.

Sunday, 17 July 2016


Within us all there is an ache
An empty wanting more.
A hole so large it drives us hard
Pursuing something more.

So many souls strike out in search
To fill the void within.
They dabble deep in pride and self
And steep themselves in sin.

They seek fulfillment in their work
Or lose their heads in play.
Thinking they can fill the hole
That haunts them day by day.

Yet fear remains and truth obscured,
The gap is still the same.
The bitter sadness in their soul
Grips tightly with its pain.

They cry for hope and search for rest,
Yet peace eludes their soul.
The aching void within their heart
Is still a giant hole.

I long to tell them of God's love,
To bring them to His face.
For only He can fill the gap,
That begs His saving grace.

The hope they seek lies in my soul,
For Jesus' grace is there.
The blood He shed on Calvary
Is hope for my despair.

The bitter ache within my heart
Is filled with joy divine,
For He alone has set me free
His precious peace is mine.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
He'll be your Strength and Guide.
Embrace His truth and let Him lead
His joy and peace you'll find.

'Tis only He who brings new life
To every troubled soul,
And only Jesus Christ can fill
Your giant aching hole.

Corrine Horst
July 10, 2016

Thursday, 9 June 2016

A Robe of Grace

I cannot boast in righteous deeds
My heart has no desire,
To stand upon the good that I
Might carefully acquire.

I would not stand on judgement day
Before a Holy God,
All filthy in my self-made rags,
Uncovered by His blood.

I need the cleansing of my Lord
The purifying grace,
The Holy Spirit's working power
The kindness of His face.

My human heart stands lone in guilt
It bears no peace or shine,
'Tis Jesus blood alone that cures
This vile heart of mine.

So when I've run life's final course
And see my Saviour's face,
I'll come before Him kneeling low
Clothed in a Robe of Grace.

Corrine Horst
September 1, 2015

Monday, 28 March 2016


The word was posed across the hardwood pulpit as the white-bearded minister opened his evening's message with the title, Constantly Abiding.

Constant. As I sat hunched up in the balcony peering down over the pews, I was struck with its reality. Akin to the solidity of the unforgiving wooden bench I was seated on, I was well-acquainted with the idea of constant. Continuing, Never-failing, Safe. I let my mind travel back in time. Back to the mistakes I had made, the hills I had climbed, the tear-jerking days, the battles I'd won and the fights I'd lost. I was struck with how untrustworthy I really am. How often humanity fails at best.

But I was soon to be reminded...

I sat in contentment as the minister behind the pulpit continued to speak.  Speaking of Someone constant. Someone who never yet has failed me or anyone else who put their trust in Him. His words spoke peace and life to my battle-worn soul and as the song-books were pulled from the racks for the closing hymn, I grabbed my pen and quickly added the reference Romans 8:35-39 to the bottom of my already full page of notes. Like a neat footnote at the end of an essay, the verses folded up and secured the hemline of my life. Speaking the truth of a Saviour who has never failed or let me down. The security of Someone constant amidst the uncertainty and upheaval of life. The only True Source of peace I have found.

35 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
36 As it is written, For thy sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
37 Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.
38 For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,
39 Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Monday, 10 March 2014

Are You Travelling or Have You Moved In?

Punch the word traveller into the online dictionary and your result is a person who travels, esp. habitually. Move on to select the word travels and you come to a page with numerous definitions describing this common word. My favourite is number 4: to go from place to place as a representative of a business firm. And the word that captivates my attention is representative. In our advanced American countries the word represent is quite easy to apply.

Here's a quick list of things Canadians represent:
~ the company they work for
~ their country at the Olympics
~ products such as Tupperware =)
~ their family name
And the list goes on...

Imagine for a moment that you are a representative for a company that sold cleaning products. As you start out with a basket of glass cleaners, floor moppers, and shiny waxers, you are excited and bent solely on selling as many bottles as possible. Tackling the first potential customer you're only slightly intrigued with her half-finished quilt and her newly-adopted Siamese cat that parades stiffly through the kitchen. Now suppose instead of travelling on, you would take time to sit down with the homeowner, stroking her lofty cat (remember we're imagining....), as you reminisce o'er the knick-knacks of quilt-making. A few hours later you're startled from your lengthy discussion on patches as you hear a knock on the door and your employer steps in. The look on his face explains quite clearly that any excuse or desperate plea on your part will go quite unnoticed and all quotes that encourage silence at opportune times ought to be employed on the spot!

Alright so just in case you are a salesman or woman, I hope, and am quite sure I can trust, you to be a little more committed than you were in this sad scenario. And now I ask you a question: What about the mission Christ sent you on? Remember the day when He saved you from your sins and you started out with your basket of Good News all excited to tell people that He could save them too? Are you still travelling on undeterred from your mission? Or, have you slowed down? Taken time to enjoy what you'd like to do, caring more about your bank account than Jesus, cheating to get the upperhand, living for the approval of your friends? Are your eyes set on reaching heaven and taking as many people as possible with you? Or, is this world the part you're living for? Are you more interested in the things of God and fulfilling His purpose or are the Siamese cats and the good things like quilt-making distracting you from your goal?


Sometimes I get side-tracked and need to re-evaluate my life too. When we have all we want it's easy to forget to remember that Jesus really is coming back and the whole world will be faced with judgement day. So I ask the question, Are we still travelling or have we moved in?

Friday, 21 February 2014

The Hurts Enhance the Smiles

Life is a journey of bewildering curves that try our patience and get on our nerves. This line was written in a moment of frustration and perhaps with a hint of desperation. Yet, at the same time I've learned that such things really do serve to strengthen and change and completely challenge everything we believe.

Before I was afflicted I went astray: but now have I kept thy word. ~ Psalm 119:67

Perhaps you're feeling a little sharpened today. Like you're going through a metamorphosis that seems to be revamping everything. You may be looking at the situation from a pit of darkness and depression but consider: If you're down deep, you'll be forced to look up at the Light. God's ways are perfect and when comes the end, the joy and the thankfulness will be worth it!!

Every dagger, every tear, every sad night that are part of you now will make you and shape you and God will only seem more gracious and loving.

Here's my heart for you:

I’ve lived through days filled with heartache and pain
And prayed to the Father to take them away
Then I heard Him whisper, “I’m always with you
I hold tomorrow, I’ll bring you through”

Yesterday’s trials give me strength for today
And they serve to remind me that He’ll make a way
The night-time is over and now I can see
That yesterday’s battles are today’s victory.

 If you are weary from the burdens you bear
So tired of struggling and getting’ nowhere
Give them to Jesus. He’ll stand in your place
When it is over, you’ll once again say.

~ by The Booth Brothers

Friday, 22 November 2013

A Journey of Grace

As I was perusing fellow blogger, Lisa's blog, I found this song she had posted and it caused a little jolt inside me. The kind of inner affirmation  that says, "Exactly! You just put it into words!" Grace is a topic that continues to mystify and enthrall me with it's beauty and completeness. I, as a human being, am guilty of dodging grace and holding my own "filthy rags" up for Jesus' approval. My proud and independent human nature is doggedly determined to avoid even the thought of letting someone else save me. However, as I show my pitiful offerings to Jesus, I suddenly notice how sharply they contrast with the beauty of His countenance and my pride is quickly smothered. My filthy rags are no longer an option face to face with His perfect standard. Once again I am forced to learn back on my Jesus of grace and mercy. It is a journey, but in His love and kindness, God keeps breaking, remaking, healing, and ultimately proving that we're saved by grace alone.


My heart is so proud. My mind is so unfocused.
I see the things You do through me as great things I have done. And now You gently break me, then lovingly You take me and hold me as my father and mold me as my maker.

I ask you: "How many times will you pick me up, when I keep on letting you down?
And each time I will fall short of Your glory, how far will forgiveness abound?"
And you answer: " My child, I love you.
And as long as you're seeking My face, You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."

At times I may grow weak and feel a bit discouraged, knowing that someone, somewhere could do a better job. For who am I to serve You?I know I don't deserve You. And that's the part that burns in my heart and keeps me hanging on. 

I ask you: "How many times will you pick me up, when I keep on letting you down?
And each time I will fall short of Your glory, how far will forgiveness abounds?"
And you answer: " My child, I love you.
And as long as you're seeking My face, You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."
You are so patient with me, Lord.

As I walk with You, I'm learning what Your grace really means. The price that I could never pay was paid at Calvary. So, instead of trying to repay You, I'm learning to simply obey You
by giving up my life to you For all that You've given to me.

I ask you: "How many times will you pick me up, when I keep on letting you down?
And each time I will fall short of Your glory, how far will forgiveness abounds?"
And you answer: " My child, I love you.
And as long as you'
re seeking My face, You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace." ~Laura Story