My father took this picture. It reminds me of  how good God is, because photography is a talent I have obtained from my parent. Every little thing matters. My father’s testimony has changed my life. He hasn’t always been a photographer, yet he has always loved nature. I know if it were not for God’s grace and mercy, he wouldn’t be able to notice, much less ‘create’ such  a beautiful photo. My father has entered into God’s rest. He was tested a few months back when he went to the doctor, and his response to what the doctor’s report was: “I’ve placed it in the Lord’s hands.” A few months later, he received the positive report that all was well. But of course,  I thought. He had entered into God’s rest.

Here is the poem:

When you enter into His gates with thanksgiving-

And you bless His holy name,

When you let everyone  know -

The Lord’s moderation is at Hand -

When you rejoice in the Lord always

And again… you decide to rejoice….

It is then, that you enter into His Rest.

When you trust in Him with All your heart -

When you acknowledge Him in all your ways,

When you ‘Only Believe’… It is then, that you enter into His Rest.

When you think on good things,

When you are fruitful in every good work,

When you refused to be moved by circumstances,

When you are possessed by  His power, His love and have a sound mind…

It is then, that you enter into His Rest.

When you stir up the gifts,

When you work out your own soul salvation,

When you are planted – like a tree, by the rivers of water…

It is then, that you enter into His Rest.

Selah.