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My Soul Longeth After Thee

August 25, 2011
Peter was dearly loved by all in the Harris family and truly a unique, deep man of God. My children loved their uncle and his tickling partner, "worm finger."

 He was born with a cross to bear that was not fully revealed until he graduated from college. Challenged by a debilitating mental illness that robbed him of a career, it did not rob him of his sense of humor, his sense of purpose, nor his sense of worth. 

Peter's challenges served as the crucible that produced the works of righteousness in his heart through santification. Even in the midst of unimaginable suffering, he had a special way of comforting those who were hurting. He didn't count his losses, nor rehearse his woes....no instead, Peter was always upbeat, positive, and kept on the lighter side of life.   

Peter longed for the deep things of God. His favorite scripture was Psalm 42:1  "As the deer panteth for the water, so my soul longeth after Thee.” He loved it so much he bought a picture with that scripture to hang over his couch. It was the one possession he valued the most.

His devotion to God was unwavering even in the midst of unmitigated suffering that only Jesus could fully comprehend. His heart's desire was to become a monk and once he sought to join a monastary. This reflected his desire to serve God and pursue a peaceable life.

Peter viewed his illness as a divine opportunity to pray for others. Time afforded him the ability to bring the troubles of the world to the Father on behalf of his siblings and friends. Often, when I would be in the pit of my own trials, Peter would sense it, call me and have just the right word to share. "Hang on Sis" he would say. "Tie a knot in the rope and hang on." I always marveled how one who was riddled with suffering on every front could be so positive and encouraging to others.  

 Peter prided himself in his ability to live independently. That is no small feat when faced with the hand he was dealt.  I've often wondered if God took him home because it was coming near to the time that we would have to reconsider his independence. In light of this I've come to understand God's wisdom in taking him home now, with his boots on, before any of that had to happen.

 Peter loved music and he especially loved John Michael Talbot. He loved to go camping, fishing and hunting with my husband. He loved sunrises and he loved the beach. In his later years he enjoyed hanging out with the old guys at McDonald’s in the wee hours of the morning at 5am. 

Peter enjoyed discussing theology and delving into deep topics ....the usual debates: free will vs. predestination and the sovereignity of God, post or pre-tribulation... etc...age old questions he was always discerning. Well, now he finally has his answers. Now he sees clearly face to face. And the rest of us will have to wait our turn to discover the full truth. 

We miss him, but know we will all see him again. 

Claire Harris ~ August 25, 2011

“If there is a meaning in life, then there must be a meaning in suffering. The way in which we accept our fate and all the suffering it entails, the way in which we take up our cross, gives ample opportunity to add a deeper meaning to life. Here lies the chance to either make use of, or forego, the opportunities of attaining the values that difficult situations may afford.”   Viktor Frankl

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Songs for the Soul ~ In the Night Seasons

August 30, 2011

 

"To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified. " Isaiah 61:3 

Samson a Type of Jesus ~ "So the dead which he slew at his death were more than they which he slew in his life." Judges 16:30 

Matthew Henry ~ Commentary "...He [Jesus] pulled down the devil’s kingdom, as Samson did Dagon’s temple; and, when he died, he obtained the most glorious victory over the powers of darkness. Then when his arms were stretched out upon the cross, as Samson’s to the two pillars, he gave a fatal shake to the gates of hell, and, through death, destroyed him that had the power of death, that is, the devil (Heb. 2:14, 15), and herein exceeded Samson, that he not only died with the Philistines, but rose again to triumph over them."

If On A Quiet Sea

God of the Mountain

Leavin On My Mind

Beyond The Sunset

Day By Day

Amazing Grace

'Til The Storm Passes By

In The Sweet By and By

Fairest Lord Jesus

It Is Well With My Soul

He Knows My Name

Rock of Ages

God Leads His Dear Children Along

We Rest On Thee

The Love of God

You Can Always Come Home

Soft and Tenderly Jesus Is Calling

Are You Washed In the Blood of the Lamb

Come, Gracious Spirit

"But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; And base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are: That no flesh should glory in his presence."  1Corinthians 1:27 

I've Got Leavin On My Mind

August 31, 2011

 

This is for you, Peter, our dear brother. I wish we've could have been there! May God rest your soul in His bosom. Tell all we love them and will see them again.
 
A week or two ago in conversations with Mollie she related to me Peter said he was ready to go home- yesterday, God answered his prayer. Today, our brother is looking down from heaven upon us. These songs are in honor of him and to comfort our souls.

Leavin On My Mind

A Little Talk With Jesus - by JD Sumner & Larry Ford (JD Sumer sang bass for Elvis)

It's Supper Time

This Old House

Angel Band - by George Jones & Vestal Goodman 
 
Amazing Grace

Look For Me

Hebrews 12:1-2
"Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset [us], and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of [our] faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God." 
 
Romans 8:18
"For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time [are] not worthy [to be compared] with the glory which shall be revealed in us." 
 
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Romans 8:18
"Now, that suffering saints may have strong supports and consolations from their hopes of heaven, he holds the balance (v. 18), in a comparison between the two, which is observable.
 
1. In one scale he puts the sufferings of this present time. The sufferings of the saints are but sufferings of this present time, strike no deeper than the things of time, last no longer than the present time (2 Corinthians 4:17), light affliction, and but for a moment. So that on the sufferings he writes tekel, weighed in the balance and found light.
 
2. In the other scale he puts the glory, and finds that a weight, an exceeding and eternal weight: Glory that shall be revealed. In our present state we come short, not only in the enjoyment, but in the knowledge of that glory (1 Corinthians 2:9; 1 John 3:2): it shall be revealed. It surpasses all that we have yet seen and known: present vouchsafements are sweet and precious, very precious, very sweet; but there is something to come, something behind the curtain, that will outshine all. Shall be revealed in us; not only revealed to us, to be seen, but revealed in us, to be enjoyed. The kingdom of God is within you, and will be so to eternity.
 
3. He concludes the sufferings not worthy to be compared with the glory—ouk axia pros teµn doxan. They cannot merit that glory; and, if suffering for Christ will not merit, much less will doing. They should not at all deter and frighten us from the diligent and earnest pursuit of that glory. The sufferings are small and short, and concern the body only; but the glory is rich and great, and concerns the soul, and is eternal. This he reckons. I reckon—logizomai. It is not a rash and sudden determination, but the product of a very serious and deliberate consideration. he had reasoned the case within himself, weighed the arguments on both sides, and thus at last resolves the point.
 
O how vastly different is the sentence of the word from the sentiment of the world concerning the sufferings of this present time! I reckon, as an arithmetician that is balancing an account. He first sums up what is disbursed for Christ in the sufferings of this present time, and finds they come to very little; he then sums up what is secured to us by Christ in the glory that shall be revealed, and this he finds to be an infinite sum, transcending all conception, the disbursement abundantly made up and the losses infinitely countervailed.
 
And who would be afraid then to suffer for Christ, who as he is before-hand with us in suffering, so he will not be behind-hand with us in recompence? Now Paul was as competent a judge of this point as ever any mere man was. He could reckon not by art only, but by experience; for he knew both. He knew what the sufferings of this present time were; see 2 Corinthians 11:23-28. He knew what the glory of heaven is; see 2 Corinthians 12:3-4.

And, upon the view of both, he gives this judgment here. There is nothing like a believing view of the glory which shall be revealed to support and bear up the spirit under all the sufferings of this present time. The reproach of Christ appears riches to those who have respect to the recompence of reward, Hebrews 11:26
 
Louis Kole ~ August 25, 2011

The Quilt Holes

August 26, 2011

 

"As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord along with all the other souls. Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together into a tapestry that was our life.* But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced with in every day life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all.           

I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny hole here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color and the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened.

My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and empty, like binding air. Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the light, the scrutiny of truth. The others rose, each in turn, holding up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been. My angel looked upon me and nodded for me to rise. My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes. I had love in my life and laughter.But there had also been trials of illness and wealth, and false accusations that took from me my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times. I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer, asking for help and guidance in my life. I had often been held up to ridicule, which I endured painfully, each time offering it up to the Father in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who unfairly judged me.

And now, I had to face the truth: My life was what it was, and I had to accept it for what it was. I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes. Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many holes, creating an image: the face of Christ. Then our Lord stood before me, with warmth and love in His eyes. He said, 'Every time you gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles. 'Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me shine through, until there was more of Me than there was of you. May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine through!

God determines who walks into your life...it's up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay and who you refuse to let go.

If you'll do this for me, I'll do it for you. When there is nothing left but God, that is when you find out that God is all you need."

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"He was a dear FRIEND to me even though we are ages different he was always laughing an I enjoyed him dearly, I can only say THE LORD NEEDED AN ANGEL for him to use for all of us."

Mo Bergeron -  August 24, 2011

There's A Power Greater

August 25, 2011

 

Oh how a heart can ache when part of it is torn away. Peter was a mate...he was ever present in my H.S. life...Billy, my brother, Peter, Guy, John...all busy young men...ornery to boot but good souls...really good souls down where it counts. Words have their limits, especially at times when you could use a good hug or some privacy so you can cry your eyes out without refrain.
 
He wore a size 13 ring...my ring would pass right through it without touching his...his feet were about the same size. A big man ... and nice thick eyebrows that were black; lashes to match; framing lovely amber brown eyes. A typical good-looking Kole. I will never understand the suffering we mere humans must endure and I have no elegant words of wisdom that will soothe you now.
 
I only have the belief that I cling to with all my heart...that there is a Power greater than me and all I know. And, that as great as that Power may be, it notices your grief and grieves with you. With that...may the power of love from God fall upon you and yours, like a blanket of comfort and protection while you all send the spirit of your brother forth to meet his mother and dad. God Bless, Claire ... and give my love to John and Louis ..
 
Kelle Endress ~ August 24, 2011