Sunrise begins a new day.
Birds choral anthems raise
then glide on silent wing
in praise of their creator.
Flowers gently nod their head
while a refreshing breeze blows.
Trees adorned in emerald gowns
regally salute their king.
With sunset comes a starry host
like tiny fireflies flickering.
Lights reflect on crystal water
all honoring Almighty God.
II Peter 1:5-7
For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness, and to godliness, brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness, love.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Fantastic Friday
Walking with the King
Walking a dusty road with the King:
Listen to His story
Receive His strength
Feel His agony
Bear His cross
Witness His obedience
Observe His faith
Know His peace
Experience His love
Walking a dusty road with the King:
Listen to His story
Receive His strength
Feel His agony
Bear His cross
Witness His obedience
Observe His faith
Know His peace
Experience His love
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Splendid Saturday
My Choice
What if I never married at all?
No children of my own to love.
Fulfilling all the dreams I’ve had.
Playing the piano was one such dream.
I’d go on stage and play on tours.
Thrill the crowds with music sweet.
A famous singer known worldwide.
I’d sing before leaders of countries,
Be praised even by Kings and Queens.
In all truth there’s one King I’ll sing for.
My voice will ring out loud and clear,
With praises due His Almighty name.
An amazing life God’s given me.
Husband, children and the grands.
They’re the only fans I really need.
You’ll understand the choice I’ve made.
“No” to dreams of younger days.
I’m content to cherish what's already mine.
What if I never married at all?
No children of my own to love.
Fulfilling all the dreams I’ve had.
Playing the piano was one such dream.
I’d go on stage and play on tours.
Thrill the crowds with music sweet.
A famous singer known worldwide.
I’d sing before leaders of countries,
Be praised even by Kings and Queens.
In all truth there’s one King I’ll sing for.
My voice will ring out loud and clear,
With praises due His Almighty name.
An amazing life God’s given me.
Husband, children and the grands.
They’re the only fans I really need.
You’ll understand the choice I’ve made.
“No” to dreams of younger days.
I’m content to cherish what's already mine.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Treasured Tuesdays
My Prison of Fear
Locked away in a
prison of my own fears;
Satan is laughing
while I am in tears.
He thinks he knows me
as he watches like a hawk,
but my Savior protects
me as part of His flock.
I'll stay in God's presence,
never from Him to stray.
Whenever Satan tempts me
I'll kneel down and pray.
Locked away in a
prison of my own fears;
Satan is laughing
while I am in tears.
He thinks he knows me
as he watches like a hawk,
but my Savior protects
me as part of His flock.
I'll stay in God's presence,
never from Him to stray.
Whenever Satan tempts me
I'll kneel down and pray.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Marvelous Monday
Fragrance of His Sacrifice
There is a garden
where Jesus and I meet.
We have sweet fellowship.
I worship at His feet.
The delightful fragrance
that comes when He is near
is the sacrifice of love.
He brings my heart sweet cheer.
There is no other like Him,
none so holy or so pure.
He's the great redeemer
with Him my hope's secure.
Is He your Savior yet?
I know He longs to be.
He's waiting in the garden,
please go there now with me.
Songfilled Sundays
Your Love Freed Me
When I think of the ocean
so very deep and wide,
I remember your love
how your blood was applied.
What an amazing love
that you would die for me.
I know I don't deserve it,
but you have set me free.
Jesus, you're the Savior
who cleansed me of my sin.
You fought my battle,
because of you I'll win.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Fantastic Friday
Come to Jesus
Jesus calls the weary,
"Come, I'll give you rest."
He's the loving Savior.
Seek Him and be blest.
He waits with open arms.
Come weary one today.
Enjoy grace and mercy.
Just listen, then obey.
He's made a place for you,
a heavenly abode.
Hear His gentle pleading.
Give Him your heavy load.
There's no other Savior
who can save your soul.
Answer while He knocks.
He will make you whole.
Jesus calls the weary,
"Come, I'll give you rest."
He's the loving Savior.
Seek Him and be blest.
He waits with open arms.
Come weary one today.
Enjoy grace and mercy.
Just listen, then obey.
He's made a place for you,
a heavenly abode.
Hear His gentle pleading.
Give Him your heavy load.
There's no other Savior
who can save your soul.
Answer while He knocks.
He will make you whole.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Procrastination
"Tomorrow, tomorrow,
I'll do it tomorrow."
How often do we say this.
"I'll go on a diet, tomorrow.
I'll start exercising, tomorrow.
I'll start daily Bible reading, tomorrow.
I'll straighten out my priorities, tomorrow.
I'll stop complaining, tomorrow."
But much to my soul's sorrow,
I keep on saying,
"I'll do it tomorrow."
I'll do it tomorrow."
How often do we say this.
"I'll go on a diet, tomorrow.
I'll start exercising, tomorrow.
I'll start daily Bible reading, tomorrow.
I'll straighten out my priorities, tomorrow.
I'll stop complaining, tomorrow."
But much to my soul's sorrow,
I keep on saying,
"I'll do it tomorrow."
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Thankful Thursdays
Best Friends
Terrence and his friend, G-man
talked about their plan.
Do a kind deed each day
and still have time to play.
They wouldn't tell anyone
about what they had done.
They wouldn't tell his mother
or even his older brother.
They wouldn't tell his dad,
though he'd be very glad.
They'd do what Jesus would
cause that was kind and good.
Wonderfilled Wednesdays
God's Tears
Many days we have received rain,
we continually murmur and complain.
A thought struck the depths of my heart,
from my mind it would not depart.
God, is this rain falling from the skies
teardrops flowing from your eyes?
Are you crying over all the sin?
Saddened by the actions of men.
Do you look from heaven with heartache,
knowing your son died for our sake?
Restore to us the joy of your salvation;
once again to live as a christian nation.
Many days we have received rain,
we continually murmur and complain.
A thought struck the depths of my heart,
from my mind it would not depart.
God, is this rain falling from the skies
teardrops flowing from your eyes?
Are you crying over all the sin?
Saddened by the actions of men.
Do you look from heaven with heartache,
knowing your son died for our sake?
Restore to us the joy of your salvation;
once again to live as a christian nation.
Sunday, May 03, 2009
Songfilled Sundays
Where Can I Go?
O God who created earth, sea and skies,
help me thy power and majesty realize.
Where can I go that you do not see?
From your presence can I flee?
I see your might when I look around.
You are the God who can be sought and found.
What a loving sacrifice was made,
a ransom price for our souls paid.
Oh loving Lamb who died on Calvary,
teach me to be more and more like thee.
Give me a kind and compassionate heart,
that I may to others your love impart.
I want to be an obedient child,
having a gentle spirit, meek and mild.
Walking with you day by day,
telling others you are the life, truth and way.
O God who created earth, sea and skies,
help me thy power and majesty realize.
Where can I go that you do not see?
From your presence can I flee?
I see your might when I look around.
You are the God who can be sought and found.
What a loving sacrifice was made,
a ransom price for our souls paid.
Oh loving Lamb who died on Calvary,
teach me to be more and more like thee.
Give me a kind and compassionate heart,
that I may to others your love impart.
I want to be an obedient child,
having a gentle spirit, meek and mild.
Walking with you day by day,
telling others you are the life, truth and way.
Saturday, May 02, 2009
Splendid Saturdays
Running Through Puddles
Going to the Kolache Festival today,
wondering wondering all the way.
Will it rain or will it not;
perhaps a little, but probably a lot.
Fred, Judy and Kay had fun.
We wouldn't have minded a little sun.
Running through puddles like children at play.
We were crazy, some might say.
Eating hushpuppies, slaw and catfish,
who could ask for a tastier dish.
Time for us to say goodbye.
Kay, "see you soon", we said with a sigh.
Going to the Kolache Festival today,
wondering wondering all the way.
Will it rain or will it not;
perhaps a little, but probably a lot.
Fred, Judy and Kay had fun.
We wouldn't have minded a little sun.
Running through puddles like children at play.
We were crazy, some might say.
Eating hushpuppies, slaw and catfish,
who could ask for a tastier dish.
Time for us to say goodbye.
Kay, "see you soon", we said with a sigh.
Friday, May 01, 2009
Fantastic Friday
God of the Universe
God of the universe, God Most High,
Early in the morning when I arise
I seek you for you are nigh.
You hear my laughter and my cries.
LORD God Almighty, marvelous are your deeds.
When you spoke there was light.
Jehovah Jireh, you provide my needs.
O thou my soul's joy and delight.
Father God, the one I adore,
your holiness I will proclaim.
Grace, mercy and love you outpour.
Praise and honor be to your holy name.
God of the universe, God Most High,
Early in the morning when I arise
I seek you for you are nigh.
You hear my laughter and my cries.
LORD God Almighty, marvelous are your deeds.
When you spoke there was light.
Jehovah Jireh, you provide my needs.
O thou my soul's joy and delight.
Father God, the one I adore,
your holiness I will proclaim.
Grace, mercy and love you outpour.
Praise and honor be to your holy name.
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