This picture and quote were taken from Lisa J's blog, Thoughts from the Teahouse. Something to think about."The very breath with which we complain is a blessing." ~ Richard Allestree from The Art of Contentment
This picture and quote were taken from Lisa J's blog, Thoughts from the Teahouse. Something to think about.
1429 posts later we are celebrating the 3rd Anniversary of Pilgrim Scribblings.

The following thoughts are taken from the TURNING POINT online devotional:
I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth.
Psalm 34:1
The words "thank" and "think" hail from the same root, reminding us that thanksgiving comes from thinking about our blessings. That's what David did in Psalm 34. He scribbled out the words of this passage during a distressing time in his life. According to the superscription of Psalm 34, this was David's prayer as he fled from King Abimelech by feigning insanity. After escaping by the skin of his teeth, David declared he would "bless the Lord at all times," because, he said, "I sought the Lord, and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears . . . . This poor man cried out, and the Lord . . . saved him out of all his troubles."
How many times has the Lord saved us out of all our troubles? How many times has He protected us in near-accidents? Healed us during sickness? Provided in moments of need? Given us verses to calm us, friends to help us, and blessings to enrich us?
Think of all the prayers God has answered in our lives. How many answers has He given you? A thousand? Ten thousand? A hundred thousand?
Let's think—and thank!
The person who has stopped being thankful has fallen asleep in life.
Robert Louis Stevenson
Tonight I put a few lines together and called it An Atheist's Lament on Thanksgiving Day. How sad it must be to have so much and yet not believe in the God who is the giver of every good and perfect gift. Sad to say, the words of this poem could be true of many people during this Thanksgiving season.
Last night I began reading Jerry Bridges new book, Respectable Sins. I was reminded again that we tend to categorize sin and use synonyms that make the word "sin" more palatable. SIN is SIN! Don't fool yourself! Call it what it is! We can't escape its reality but we can get freedom over its clutches.
Dear Friends:
I've always been challenged by missionary quotations. When I was on staff at The Peoples Church in Toronto, the annual Missions Conference was the highlight of the church calendar. Each year the sanctuary of the church was adorned with quotes from famous missionary statesmen including one or more by the founder of that church, Dr. Oswald J. Smith (pictured).
The following thoughts appeared on David Jeremiah's TURNING POINT online devotional today:"So all bore witness to Him, and marveled at the gracious words which proceeded out of His mouth. And they said, "Is this not Joseph's son?"
Luke 4:22
Everyone knows the value of a snack as an energy booster. Half an apple or a handful of grapes or a tangerine, all natural sources of sugar (carbohydrates), can be the fuel our internal engine needs to allow us to shift into a higher gear when we feel tired. They didn't know the science, but even the ancients knew the value of "carbs" as a source of energy: Jonathan's "countenance brightened" (1 Samuel 14:27) when he ate the honey from a honeycomb.
Did you know there is something else that can refresh a tired and weary soul as quickly as honey? Proverbs says, "Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the bones." How many souls, even "bones," are sick and downcast because it's been so long since they heard a pleasant word? One of the reasons Jesus Christ was so loved was because of the "gracious words that proceeded out of His mouth." People couldn't believe that an ordinary person ("Joseph's son") could speak so graciously and with such a healing effect.
The next time you encounter a tired soul or sick body, speak some pleasant and gracious words. It may be just what the Doctor ordered.
"Words, those precious cups of meaning . . . ." - St. Augustine
Here in Canada we celebrated Remembrance Day today, November 11th. Today was one of the few times that this special day falls on a Sunday.
A good friend e-mailed me recently and signed off with the following quote:
Commenting on my post on Inerrancy (actually Rebecca's post), my friend Paul sent along the following quote from James MacDonald, pastor and radio preacher on Walk in the Word:
Yes, I know, it was Barnabas that was "the son of encouragement" but Stephen Weber carries on a vital ministry by way of the internet that blesses thousands each day. This is a photo of an Amish farm taken by Stephen or his wife Brooksyne. They live in the midst of Amish country in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, my favorite part of America.
One of my favorite sites is Rebecca Writes. Here's one of her most recent posts. It's good...very good!
Today I picked up a book of heavy card stock postcards entitled THE ART OF GOD...A Panoramic Postcard Book. It contains 30 beautiful postcards, 3 each of 10 designs. Another bonus was the price...on sale for only $2.99.Note: Click on the picture for an enlarged view!
Here's another excellent thought-provoking challenge from A. W. Tozer:
Mike Fisher and his Ottawa Senators did the expected again last night...they defeated their rivals, the Toronto Maple Leafs, 5-1 in the ongoing Battle of Ontario.
Today's devotional from David Jeremiah's Turning Point seemed appropriate to post on Pilgrim Scribblings.
This morning I discovered this note as I was going through some old files. I believe that it bears repeating:
Fellow pilgrim, where are you today? What circumstances have caused you to wonder, to question, to stumble? Have the trials along the road stolen some of your joy? Has the sense of wonder and amazement disappeared? Has the God of heaven who launched you on this earthly pilgrimage suddenly become distant and detached?
Yesterday I received the latest issue of Heartcry magazine issued by Life Action Ministries. Just inside the magazine I saw this excellent definition of revival:
Yesterday I took a chance and tried to reach Colorado Rockies' manager Clint Hurdle by phone. My intention was to leave a message of encouragement so I waited until later in the afternoon when I knew he'd be at Fenway Park in Boston. To my surprise Clint picked up the phone and we had a wonderful visit hours before Game 1 of the World Series.
On October 23rd I took a sick leave from my employer and I'm embarking on a journey to wellness.
Due to computer problems, health issues and financial concerns, my posts on PILGRIM SCRIBBLINGS have been periodic or sporadic at best. I've missed being able to post on a daily basis.
The following post was written back in the fall of 2004 when Pilgrim Scribblings was still young:
My nephew, Bud Fisher, plays goal for the Quinnipiac University Bobcats. Needless to say I'm very proud of him.
I’ve got some amazing prizes to offer this time around. As with the last giveaway there will be three winners.
The following devotional thought came from Turning Point Ministries (David Jeremiah) today and I felt it was worth passing along. Abide in the Vine today, dear friends!
The following article was posted in October 2006 but I felt it was worth repeating. Thanks Vicki!
Norman Harrison in his In a Life of Prayer tells how Charles Inglis, while making the voyage to America a number of years ago, learned from the devout and godly captain of an experience which he had had but recently with George Muller of Bristol. It seems that they had encountered a very dense fog. Because of it the captain had remained on the bridge continuously for twenty-four hours, when Mr Muller came to ham and said, "Captain, I have come to tell you that I must be in Quebec on Saturday afternoon." When informed that it was impossible, he replied: "Very well. If the ship cannot take me, God will find some other way. I have never broken an engagement for fifty-seven years. Let us go down into the chartroom and pray."
"Father, thank You for Your Son, Jesus Christ, who has transformed my life and given me a new and living hope. Thank You for forgiving my sin and removing them as far as the east is from the west. Today I pray that Your Son will shine through my brokenness and bring blessing and encouragement to those I encounter. Thank You for loving me in spite of my sin. I give You praise and worship today in the name of Your Son, Jesus. AMEN!"
This pilgrim is riding the rails to Montreal as I type this post. I'll be attending the Hockey Ministries International staff conference from this afternoon (Monday) until Wednesday at noon. I've always enjoyed taking the train to Montreal. In the years that I conducted chapel services for the Montreal Expos I rode the rails dozen of times. I always take a selection of books, my laptop, a newspaper or two and my Bible.