He Knows My Name - Yiruma

So I posted the other day this song, He Knows My Name but then I found this version by a the pianist, Yiruma.  FABULOUS song played by an incredible pianist.  Listen to the version I posted the other day so you get the words, then listen to this version and let the words in your mind minister to you.

See, HE knows your name.  He knows your every thought.  Simply powerful.  Think about it.  I just love this song and it is made all the more special in this instrumental version.

By the way, I did some checking and Yes, Yiruma is a Christian.  I think you can hear it in the way he plays.

He Knows My Name by Tommy Walker

Back in 2005, my brother was very sick for a very long time.  He was having kidney failure and was on a respirator and those were just a few of the medical issues he was facing.  The Lord laid this song on my heart to share with him along with a series of scriptures.  See, He Knows Your Name!

The song speaks to the needs we have to be remembered.  We are NOT alone.  He is just a call away!   It is a powerful song to remind you of how much the Lord loves you.  Think about it...He KNOWS your name.

This was another version of the same song that I liked as well and couldn't decide which I liked better so I posted them both!  The first song is more the way I hear it...mellow and soft.  This version is a bit more upbeat.  Of course you can find MANY other versions of the song but those artists change the chord progression in the melody and I liked they way these two versions by Tommy Walker kept the notes.  I pray you are ministered to by this song as well.

the Woodcutter's Wisdom

Many years ago, my husband shared this tale with me.  Since then, it has been added to my little "bag of treasures" and call it one of my "nuggets" in life.  A nugget, to me, are those things that you happen across in life that change you, or speak to you and they are special.  You KNOW you will have to save "it".  It is not only for now but you know you will use it again later.

I liken these "nuggets" unto doing a puzzle.  Have you ever done a really tough puzzle?  You are looking for that ONE piece.  You look and look and you KNOW you will recognize it when you see it.  Well, maybe you find it that day, and maybe you don't but either way, when the day comes and you do find it, you KNOW it and you know EXACTLY where to put it.

See, as I stumble across things in my life and I KNOW they are important and I KNOW I need to save them, I "pick them up" and place them in my imaginary bag that holds all my "nuggets" or "treasures".  Then, one day, I draw from that bag with just the RIGHT piece needed for that day or for that situation!  I save it.  I hold it.  I keep it.  Then when needed, I apply it!

God gives me "nuggets" or these "pieces" sometimes for me, sometimes for you, sometimes ... well, I don't know yet, but I do know to hold onto them and I am certain that one day, ALL these little pieces will be assembled and it will be a beautiful Mosaic of my life.  I pray that it resembles HIM!

So, here is one of my FAVORITE "nuggets"!  I pray you are as blessed by it as I was and am!

The Woodcutter's Wisdom

by Max Lucado

WOULD YOU buy a house if you were only allowed to see one of its rooms? Would you purchase a car if you were permitted to see only its tires and a taillight? Would you pass judgement on a book after reading only one paragraph?

Nor would I.

Good judgement requires a broad picture. Not only is that true in purchasing houses, cars, and books, it’s true in evaluating life. One failure doesn’t make a person a failure; one achievement doesn’t make a person a success.

"The end of the matter is better than its beginning," (1) penned the sage.

"Be…patient in affliction," (2) echoed the apostle Paul.

"Don’t judge a phrase by one word," stated the woodcutter.
The woodcutter? Oh, you may not know him. Let me present him to you.
I met him in Brazil. He was introduced to me by a friend who knew that I needed patience. Denalyn and I were six months into a five-year stint in Brazil, and I was frustrated. My fascination with Rio de Janeiro had turned into exasperation with words. I couldn’t speak and a culture I didn’t understand.