Tabby on Piano: And Can It Be That I Should Gain?

Several things to briefly share today and only a few minutes to do so!

First, Cindy-the-soap-nut-lady had a good post the other day about using a soap nut product to clean windows - see her post here.  (My post on using soap nuts for laundry detergent is here.)  Don't forget - if you order any soap nut products from Cindy, use the code LILLY10 to get a 10% discount. :)

Second, have you ever tried oil pulling?  This is swishing coconut oil in your mouth for about 15 minutes and then spitting it out.  It pulls all sorts of toxins out of your mouth and even your body!  You can read a fascinating summary of the benefits in a Samaritan Ministries newsletter article here.  Recently Trina Holden shared a post about oil pulling on her blog and how her family has been able to heal cavities by oil pulling.  I'm inspired enough now to make oil pulling a habit. (I thought it would make my mouth really tired but it didn't.)

Next, Tabby has become an awesome goat milker!  She is so faithful to the job I haven't even gotten a chance to try it yet.

Solomon, who just turned 9 months last Saturday, loves pushing his activity walker though he hasn't figured out how to turn yet:

Frank and Lilly were among the fathers and daughters pictured on the SOFT website for Father's Day.  The collage is still up - they are on the "5th page" of it with this picture:

Sigh.  That picture makes me miss holding Lilly's little body.


Seems I like so many hymns written by Charles Wesley.  I am so thankful for God's AMAZING LOVE.  Here is Tabby playing "And Can it be That I Should Gain?" 

And Can It Be That I Should Gain?   by Charles Wesley

And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain—
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

 ’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace—
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race:
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray—
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
 
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.
 
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
 
No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
 
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?