Travel Guide

I dug into the Pilgrim Scribblings archives again today.  I was getting itchy feet and looking for a place to go.

PLACES I'VE BEEN...

I have been in many places, but I've never been in Cahoots.  Apparently, you can't go alone. You have to be in Cahoots with someone.

I've also never been in Cognito. I hear no one recognizes you there.

I have, however, been in Sane. They don't have an airport; you have to be driven there. I have made several trips there, thanks to my friends, family and work.

I would like to go to Conclusions, but you have to jump, and I'm not too much on physical activity anymore.

I have also been in Doubt. That is a sad place to go, and I try not to visit there too often.

I've been in Flexible, but only when it was very important to stand firm.

Sometimes I'm in Capable, and I go there more often as I'm getting older.

One of my favorite places to be is in Suspense! It really gets the adrenalin flowing and pumps up the old heart! At my age I need all the stimuli I can get!

I may have been in Continent, and I don't remember what country I was in. It's an age thing.

But, best of all, I’m now “in Christ” thanks to His death, burial and resurrection and the faith I have placed in Him.  Of all the places I’ve been this is the best and an added bonus is that I’ll be in Heaven when He comes to take His own.

Where have you been, where are you now and...where are you going?

The Bible - # 2

The Bible

The Keyboard King

The Keyboard King

My tribute to Jeff Stewart

My dear friend Jeff Stewart passed away from a drug overdose recently.

Jeff would come into my office at FRIENDS Peterborough and play my

keyboard.  I miss his smiling face.  Rest in peace, my friend!

Hey Jeff I never thought I’d have to say goodbye this way,

Recalling all those special times when you’d drop in to pray;

It’s so sad to think you left us all so suddenly that day

But today I’ll tell you this, “I love you, man!”

So I guess I’ll never see you walking down George Street again,

With that toothless grin and impish wave, I’ll sure miss you, Jeff, my friend;

My keyboard will sit silent ‘til that day…I know not when…

When we play together in God’s heav’nly band.

I trust you’ve finally found the peace you sought for oh so long,

Trying to block out harmful thoughts each time you played a soulful song;

As we say our last goodbyes today it all seems oh so wrong,

But now God holds you close my dear lost friend.

So I guess I’ll never see you walking down George Street again,

With that toothless grin and impish wave, I’ll sure miss you, Jeff, my friend;

My keyboard will sit silent ‘til that day…I know not when…

When we play together in God’s heav’nly band.

David Fisher

April 16^th, 2018

Darkened Pathway

Journeys down a path not chosen

Fraught with heartache, grief and pain

Oft are long, unplanned and lonely

Fleeting chance of hope or gain.

As you walk the darkened pathway

Friends appear to walk with you

Soon you find you're not alone there

Others face these struggles too.

Take the hand of One who's been there

Stumbling up dark Calv'ry's hill

Jesus knows your every problem

And He whispers, "Peace be still!"

David Fisher - April 27th, 2017

Reaching the Goal of £300

From the Pilgrim Scribblings archives:

Recently I was encouraged as I read Joseph Stowell's account of a moving story from the 1800's in his excellent devotional book, Strength for the Journey.

He related how the Prince of Preachers, Charles Haddon Spurgeon, had been preaching a series of meetings in Bristol, England hoping to raise money for his orphanage back in London.

The week was drawing to a close and Spurgeon had already reached his goal of £300.  He was thrilled with the response but couldn't sleep that night.  God prompted him to give the money to George Muller to help with his orphanages right there in Bristol.  "But Lord?"  No, Spurgeon felt he must go to see Muller.

Arriving at Muller's home he found George on his knees in prayer.  Spurgeon handed over the £300 and Muller acknowledged that he had been seeking God for that exact amount.  They embraced and marvelled at the provision of God.

Upon his return to London, Spurgeon found an envelope containing £300 plus 300 shillings.  God had provided what Spurgeon had passed on to Muller...with interest.

As another great servant of God once said, "I shovel out and God keeps shoveling back but God has a bigger shovel."

Why do we doubt God's promises to provide?  He is Jehovah-Jireh...our Provider.

Our Traveling Companions

For the last week Carol's and my traveling companions have been Charles Haddon Spurgeon and Sheila Walsh.  Two excellent writers!  Two compelling speakers!  Spurgeon was from England, Walsh from Scotland. Spurgeon has been called "The Prince of Preachers".  Walsh was a featured speaker at Women of Faith for years.  Both have battled depression throughout their lifetimes.  Spurgeon lived in the 1800's, Walsh is still making a difference in our world, impacting many through her books and speaking ministry. 

Carol has been reading Spurgeon's sermon entitled "My Times are in Thy Hands" to me when we've been driving.  This afternoon she read two short chapters from Walsh's book "5 Minutes with Jesus".  Both writers living in different centuries made a profound impact on both of us.  Just what we needed.  God's has used these writers' pens mightily.

We are so grateful that our times are in the hands of a mighty, sovereign God.  He holds us in His loving hands.  

So pleased to have these companions with us.

The Pilgrim Couldn't Log In

For almost two years I was unable, for some unknown reason, to log in to my Pilgrim Scribblings blog.  I sought help from many sources and was ready to give up.  A friend from Chicago was working to find a solution recently when, suddenly, Google allowed me to log in.  I was ecstatic because I like to post my Scribblings from time to time.  Over the years I've posted over 2,000 times and these posts will form the basis of an upcoming book.

Now that I'm back on I hope you'll check in from time to time.  Thanks for your patience while I was away.

I'm glad to be back and very thankful to God that I can scribble again.

God is good...all the time!

The Pilgrim is Finally Able to Scribble Again!!!

Hallelujah I'm back after all this time!  I'll post all about it tomorrow!

Such GOOD NEWS!

David