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Christmas Time Poem Christmas is once a year Time for Giving Gifts from our Hearts The Gift of God is Free Jesus Born on Christmas Day It's more Blessed to give then receive Give to someone shine with a smile Families come together in Harmony and Love At Christmas Time Sharing and Giving Giving Love to each other the way it should be Hold onto Love and each other Christmas is full of Love for you and me Just wait and see For you're Loved this day Amen in Jesus Name I Pray! © Copyright December 20th, 2001 KristiAnn lilPrincess MsGuidedAngel
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Angela wrote another great poem. This one is about what if Jesus had not come, nor died on the cross for our sins. It might be a powerful witnessing tool, or a least an attention grabber! [size=18][b]Christmas Without Jesus[/b][/size] Christmas without Jesus, And all that the Saviour hath wrought; Can you begin to comprehend Why I just cannot bear the thought? Christmas without Jesus, Means more than an empty manger, Or a wasted trip for wise men, On a road of untold danger. Christmas without Jesus, Means more than a tree with no gifts; More than no holiday fixings, Or no extra-overtime shifts. Christmas without Jesus - What does it all really mea…
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Claiming God’s Promises When I am tempted to doubt, Lord, And unsettling fears bar my way, I seek You first and Your kingdom, And You provide for me each day. As I read Your Word this morning, You say, prove Me, test Me today; Claiming Your promises by faith, Gives me bright hope to light my way. Father, You promise to provide, Even when the going gets rough – If I keep my eyes on You, Lord, I find there is always enough. You’ve provided for all my needs, In many ways I cannot forget; You’ve come through for me in the past – Oh, why should I worry or fret? When the doubts come – there’s a promise, Your Word stands the test…
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This is Fiction Cleansed by His Blood Came across a little old white church one lonely night, I was hopeless and in despair, I just wanted my life to be right, I just wanted to feel like someone cared. Walked in about a half hour after eleven And the preacher was preaching about a man who suffered on a Cross. I sat there and pondered, if I would go to Heaven, Or would I be eternally lost. It was all new to me, for I never had believed, But something came knocking at my hearts door. I knew that this man He was talking about, I needed to receive, I just didn?t know what to do anymore. Another fifteen minutes passed by, And the invitation song began to pl…
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As I sit there sipping my coffee the other morning I kept thinking about my trip to the shore last week. The remnants of Hurricane Isabel were passing through at the time . . . The windswept rains and the ocean churning in all it
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Grandpa passed away two years ago and I miss him very much around the Christmas season. I thought of him the other day, as I sat down to enjoy a cup of coffee after decorating for Christmas around our house. I recalled a Christmas Eve from a few years back when we were all at Grandpa's house. The family was all sitting around the huge dining room table, talking, waiting to head out to the midnight service at church. Then someone noticed one of the lights out on Grandpa's Christmas tree. My oldest son, Bubba, (who fancies himself as somewhat of a specialist when it comes to Christmas lights), jumped up from the table exclaiming, "Don't wor…
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I had my nephew Little Joey visiting at the house yesterday. He
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I was doing some work in the garden yesterday . . . I had been working out there all morning and decided it was time for a coffee break. I got a fresh cup of coffee and sat out on the deck. As I was doing so thoughts of Grandpa crossed my mind. Grandpa was very meticulous when it came to taking care of his yard and garden. He would spend hours upon hours working in his garden all through the spring and summer. I recalled a time when I went to visit him and he was out in the sweltering heat working in the garden. I asked him what he was doing out in the heat working in the garden . . . And why couldn't he wait for a cooler day to be out …
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I took my coffee and went out to sit on the back deck this morning. It seemed like a crisp autumn morning and yet autumn hasn't officially arrived yet . . . I often wonder what makes us all look to a certain date for the change of seasons though . . . Seems to me that once the weather changes from one season to the next that the least we can do is take recognition of it. But I guess that's a thought for another day and another cup of coffee. Anyway, I was sitting out there in the crisp autumn air sipping my coffee and taking notice of how the leaves on the trees have just started to change color when I heard a rustling in the leaves on the ground. I loo…
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Family and friends were gathered around the table on New Years Day. Conversations of various topics could be heard all around the table. Then Aunt Josephine started to talk about New Year's Resolutions . . . Something I've never much understood because it seems most people never follow through on those resolutions . . . seems most people fail in those efforts and end up depressed over the fact. Anyway, Aunt Josephine said that her New Year's Resolution would be to go on a diet and lose 50 pounds. I silently wondered if she was referring to losing the same 50 pounds she swore she was going to lose last year as I watched her stuff a cannoli in her mouth. …
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I wrote this poem during my free time when I was looking at some pictures.:wow: Please tell me what you think. Each person is a different color Whether white, brown, or black Each person likes a different color It may be the color of their back Each color means something different Red is mad and yellow is bright Each rainbow shares every color And that's what makes it such a beautiful sight ~Kaycee~
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[i]I have decided to rearrange the order of the verses, so it more reflects the Biblical pattern of salvation to service. I also changed one phrase from "the house of God" to "the Father's house". It sounded more personal, and doesn't just give the impression that I am inviting others to church, but to the Saviour.[/i] [size=18]Compel Them To Come In[/size] All things are now ready, sinner, come in from the cold, Come in from the streets and lanes, enter into His fold. Calling for the blind, when your sins have blocked your view, Calling for the lame, when your sins have crippled you, Calling for the poor, there is great treasure still in sight; Come in from th…
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I just got back from who knows where? Now that I
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[size=18]Contend For The Faith [/size] When this lost world wants to bring you down, When the error of the wicked everywhere abounds, Hold fast what you have, that no man take your crown. Contend for the faith - you're standing on holy ground. For the unsaved that God places in your path each day - For the prodigal sons that have wandered astray - Put on your Gospel Armour and enter the fray. Contend for the faith - and fervently pray. For the lost in a world that is reaching its end - contend! For the precious souls of your loved ones and friends - contend! Against a society that doesn't dare to "offend" - contend! For the Truths on which eternal life d…
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I need a bigger field, God. Things are crowding and nothing resembles what I planted. It's the adaptations needed which cause a conflict between roots and sky which leave me worried that I am not qualified to even gaze - waiting for blossoms to mature. I am overwhelmed. Strange, how when I ask of such things You grant just that. I trust in planting, stretch Spiritual Muscle, then rest too soon, expecting seasons of sunshine, all rains a warm mist, and insects interested in something else far away. My back aches from pulling. I bend from the waist, not wanting to get too dirty, too close to the soil. Then why this thought?~
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Contrast Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced, nor cried aloud, Under the bludgeoning of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the horror of the shade; And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishment the scroll, I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul. "Invictus" by Wm. E. Henley Out of the light that dazzles me, Bright as the sun from pole to pole, …
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Conversations By Katy-Anne Binstead
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The Creation ?In the beginning God created the Heaven and the earth.? The earth was forsaken as dried up from a dearth; The earth was void of human life, There was not yet sin and strife. Then God said, ?Let there be light? And parted the darkness, making everything bright. Then He made the Heavens, dividing waters, And seas, and land, and clay for the potters; He made the trees, grass, and the stars of the sky, And the sun, and the moon to navigate by. He then made the fish, and fowls of the air, Animals and bugs, and man so fair; Then He took one day to rest, And looking on creation, He blessed. He made a garden and put man therein; That?s where man fe…
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Crucifixion Day By: Sadie Katharine _______ The blood ran down his face, The crown of Thorns placed upon His head, Giving all of His merciful grace That He would die and let me live instead. The tears, strife, and pain All that He went through. The crowd mocked His Holy name For He was King of the Jews. It was on Crucifixion Day That led me to the Cross of Calvary The One and Only way Our Saviour who hung on an Old Rugged Tree. My soul was set free, By our Lord, the only way. Washing my wretched sins by the Cross of Calvary I am only here, all because of Crucifixion Day The torment as He hung to die His beaten body worn and bruised. The laughte…
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D O G Chronicles Lessons from my dog (from her point of view.) An Analogy Life at the end a chain can be quite frustrating. One sees many things that he would like to investigate, and yet, cannot reach. It seems as if this confinement is a prison, and yet, we all have our own “prison” whether of thought or in the flesh. Even when free from the chain, the confinement is there, for I am fenced in, isolated from the vast and interesting world of exploration. So, the freedom is a limited freedom, but welcome indeed. A “limited freedom” is not so bad, since it also keeps out the bully dogs! Yes, it not only confines, but protects, and one must appreciate …
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Ok well, I am not a poet at all, but here goes I wrote this the other day for my Grandpa who was the only dad I ever knew. He passed away 6 months ago yesterday A father's touch, a daddy's kiss' A grieving daughter, you're greatly missed. An empty house, an empty chair, A father's love no longer there. A broken heart, a tear filled eye, Another soul to fill the sky. Many memories in my mind, At some I laugh, some I cry. The times we shared, the laughs we had, The things I miss when I think of you, dad. Realizing that's all I have to hold on too, Only memories of what once was you. Missing your laugh that I will never hear again That is the reality …
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Memorial Day was over now All had left and I was alone I began to read the names and dates Chiseled there on every stone. The dates that show whether it was Mom or Dad Or daughter or baby son The dates were different but the amount the same There were two on every one. It was then I noticed something It was but a simple line It was the dash between the dates Placed there, it stood for time, All at once it dawned on me How important that little line The dates placed there belong to God But that line is yours and mine. It's God who gives us precious life And God who takes away But that line between He gives to us To do with what we may. We know…
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Daughters Eve'n O Hushhhhh, ye Daughters Eve'n -- Now come!, Draw close., Now closer 'till, gathering 'round about Me, being reverent, finding quiet – still … Now well hearken to My prudent words, to the silver-aged counsel of thy Mother – “Wisdom - wise”; Take stock., Be sure. Seeing alway, that ye are ne'er sage, not clean, nor righteous, “in thine own eyes”. For all such vainglory is e'er unbecoming; yet now mindfully keep foremost the one encompassing, yea, all-important thing, 'tis that Christ Jesus, upon the cross, died for precious you – Wonder and Marvel! at such unfathomable love that God has toward the …
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Numbers In The Bible Series 10 - Grace To Fret Not Day Ten - Grace To Fret Not Psalm 37:1-2 (A Psalm of David.) Fret not thyself because of evildoers, neither be thou envious against the workers of iniquity. For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither as the green herb. I found myself in a situation recently where some money that was owed me did not come in when I was expecting it - and when I figured I needed it to pay a bill. Because of that, I started complaining and stewing - I started fretting about the money and the person. Then the Holy Spirit pricked my conscience and showed me exactly what I was doing. He brought Psalm 37 to mind, a…
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