Butterfly Wings and A Prayer |
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On Butterfly Wings and a Prayer,
I'm going to meet Jesus in the air;
Flying skyward like a beautiful
dove,
His arms outstretched, full of Love;
Welcome home my little one,
Enter on in, your race is won!
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TO ANOTHER PUMPKIN...
A lady recently being baptized was asked by a co-worker
what it was like to
be a Christian. She replied, 'It's like being a pumpkin.
'God picks you from
the patch, brings you in, and washes all the
dirt off you .. Then he cuts the top, scoops out all the yucky stuff. He removes the seeds of doubt, hate and greed, etc. Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the
world
to see.
my daughter Maegon gave me this...
said she got it from her friend,
Brandy C.
Silence is Evidence |
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Silence is a witness,
to such turmoil in sight,
Evidence
of God's love,
Bearing forth such steadfast light.
Silence is His true justice,
Evidence of the tamed tongue,
Silence
is never bickering,
Evidence of great peaceful song.
Silence is edification,
Evidence of his reward,
Silence
is His witness,
Evidence of the Glory He has emplored.
My silence is evidence of God's Love... |
Bound Before Birth |
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Alayna Cann |
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Thy Grace is sufficient,
Thy Mercy is present,
Thy
Love is patient,
Thy Joy is pleasant...
Thy Word is as a Lantern,
In the winds of life,
Flickering ever-so-gently,
Soothing
all strife...
Non-wavering is the flame,
Burning within my whole being,
Searing my heart and soul forever,
Imprinting
your name,
Which no man can sever...
Bonded together before my birth,
Bound in Heaven,
With no fetters to
this earth... |
Do You Know How Much I Love You? |
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Do you know how much I love you?
Do you care for
me to tell you?
Will you give me your attention?
Will you take the time to fast and pray?
Just lend me your ear
for the moment,
Just say yes and wait.
You will never be disappointed,
You will never see me as late.
I
will give you comfort when you need it,
I will give you great joy to proceed it.
Here am I Lord,
I would love
to hear you say,
Here am I God,
I would take pleasure in all of the day.
Heed my supplication,
Heed my inquisition.
Listen
with great patience,
Listen with great Wisdom.
Diligently seek my face,
Diligently seek my vision and decree;
My
Gift to you,
An Eternal Wonder,
My Reward to you,
To be free.
Do you know how much I love you.... |
 i met alayna at poetry of today chat...here is part
of a bulletin she posted on poetry of today bulletin board...
.....For it is by "GRACE" we are saved...II Cor 12:9
simply states, ...My grace is sufficient for thee...and Eph 2:5 plainly states, ...by grace ye are saved... As my pastor
always reminds his people, "man will charge you millions, but God doesn't charge you a dime!" Salvation is free, but it is
up to you, where you want to spend your life eternal? So, I shall end with saying, "choose you this day"....Joshua 24:15 states...choose
you this day whom you will
serve....
Heaven's Call |
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My joy escapes,
My soul expounds,
Ready for Heavens call,
Lord, when will you beckon?
I tend to get
so weary,
The test of time can cause me to fall,
Just one more day Lord,
Will I stay for you,
To
do your work,
Till Heavens call.
When my time does come due,
My soul is ready,
It
is waiting so intensely,
To dwell with you.
To feel such freedom,
To feel such joy,
It
will be everlasting freedom,
It will be eternal joy.
To stand in your presence,
To look upon
your face,
To view the beauty of your essence,
The see the real wonders of your grace.
Heavens
call has now come,
It could not have come sooner,
My final test is done,
My final joy could be no
truer!
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Remains of The Day |
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Alayna Cann |
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Standing so tall and true,
Those two
twin towers,
A great beacon that the world so well new,
In their final hours,
The hustle and bustle of a New York
morn' began...
A mother arrives early to make coffee, to begin her day,
A father rushes to that Tuesday morning meeting,
A
daughter heads to her office on the 110th floor,
And a son arrives just in time, for his conference call from his boss.
All
said the daily ritual, I love you, and goodbye to their loved ones, not knowing what their day was to become...
Each one
had intentions so well,
and only God knew their hearts.
Whether they sensed it or not,
their final hour was closing
in.
A mighty explosion was in their midst,
not just in the physical,
but also in the spirit of their souls...
Ascending
to judgment,
standing before the Lord,
it is said either,
"Well done, or depart from me"...
Each soul rejoices
in their reward,
or cries out in agony,
for all of Eternity...
Just in time for Eternal rest,
or not enough time
to make ammends.
Who shall we remember them as today?
A faithful warrior of our Savior's cross,
or a hard headed,
rebellious individual...
There is not turning back the fate of that day,
though it seemed like time stood still, during
that very moment.
Don't boast about your tomorrow,
for you may not have one...
Today, is your day, for that new beginning.
Don't
put it off for the morrow,
for it may never come,
Live each day, like it is your last one.
Rejoice in him,
as
he holds the future in His Hands.
If you died tonight,
where would your Eternal home be?
How do you want to be remembered...
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The Joy of the Lord is
my Strength! Neh. 8:10
Breath of Heaven |
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A Breath of Heaven,
Sent from the Father above,
A
Gift that was given,
For all to Love...
Bestowed upon the world to Heal,
All sickness and strife,
Amended
in our Hearts to feel,
His Everlasting, Eternal Life...
To give us just a glimpse,
Of His Sacrifice for thee,
To
give us just a glimpse,
Of Our Life thereafter to be...
A Breath of Heaven,
Dispersed upon the Wings of a Dove,
Such
Sacrifice that was given,
Through His Father's most Undying, Eternal Love... |
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John 3:16...China
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In His Holy Hands |
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Alayna Cann |
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In the palm of God's hands,
My
heart and soul does lie,
Of such great love and compassion,
He does give when my heart does cry...
Healing and
soothing,
His breath I do feel,
Tis such glorious annointing,
Tis almost surreal...
His touch so gentle and
divine,
Soft as a Dove's feather,
Completely enveloped through all time,
Sealed in His Kingdom forever,
I shall
dwell in His Holy Hands.
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click here for an inspirational web movie of hypothetical interview with GOD...free download...really cool...thanks debron
God's Love Divine |
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Never ceasing,
Until the end of time;
Gods
Love is Perfect and True,
Without spot or blemish,
Gods Love will never say Adieu;
Gods Love is unchanging,
It
is not superficial, but exchanging;
Gods Love is not shallow,
But runs quite deep,
Nor is it hollow,
But stands
quite steep;
Gods Love is patient,
And always so kind,
With it always pleasing,
You can find;
God's Love
is no secret,
You dont have to hide it,
If you openly accept it,
In your Heart,
There will be no regret;
Gods
Love so Divine,
'Tis never Temporal,
'Tis always Eternal,
Oh so Divine,
Until the end of Time,
Gods Love
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Beauty At Death |
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There is beauty at death,
In the
unseen eternal light,
Well done take thy rest,
Spread thy wings, take flight;
Fear not my little child,
Thine
race is won,
You've trod thine last mile,
Thine reward has just begun;
There is beauty at death,
Come and
dwell with me,
I invite you to take thine rest,
In absence from thine body,
Thine soul shall be free;
The
most unseen beauty shall be at
death. |
John 11
40 Jesus saith unto
her, Said I not unto thee, that, if thou wouldest believe, thou shouldest see the glory of God?
lotsa things are caught on camera
check out these pics of...
  A doctor was visiting a patient who
is blind, as well as having many more health problems. He sat with her awhile; then wrote
out prescriptions for her medicines. Putting away
his pen and closing his little black bag, he bid her a cheery farewell, and rose to go.
Just as he reached the door,
his patient called out to him, Doctor, she said, I think youve dropped your handkerchief.
The doctor turned, and sure
enough, there was his handkerchief on the carpet. Thank you, he said, and proceeded out
the door. Then it struck him. Shes blind! How
could she possibly know I had dropped my hankie? He turned back to her, amazed. He
knew she couldnt have fooled him into thinking she was blind when she wasnt. He had been
her doctor for many years, and he KNEW she was blind. Martha, he said, how did you know
I had dropped my hankie?
Martha smiled. I heard it fall, she replied.
The
doctor pondered this for awhile, but then the truth struck him: She has lost one sense, and another one becomes more keen. Martha
cant see, but her hearing has become so sensitive that she can hear the softest of sounds, even a handkerchief falling on
a carpet.
........When we lose something, whether it is hope, health, or even a loved one, there is always something,
some compensation, that makes it easier to bear. Isnt God wonderful!
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