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.
Jesus died so people could win
victory over guilt and sin
and finally have peace within.
When they realize Christ loves them they can spread it around
telling of the wonderful love and forgiveness they found,
singing and praising Him for precious blessings that abound. Talk to God each day in prayer
sorrows and joys with Him share
know He will always be there.
Read God's love letter
to us His debtors.
He'll make us better.
Trust in Him today
the Bible obey.
In His hands be clay.
This is supposed to be a shape poem in the shape of a cross.
It's the small moments in life I treasure,
daily ones most don't give a second thought.
To me, their worth is far beyond measure,
not enough silver or gold to be bought.
It's the smiles of precious friends so dear,
a pat or touch of comfort when I grieve,
a friend who sympathizes with a tear,
words of encouragement I receive.
It's arms lifted high by a grandchild,
giggles and hugs so tight they squeeze,
strange hairdos on me which they've styled,
requests of "read me a story, please!".
It's a sunrise of glorious hue,
Birds trilling an early morning song,
tiny diamond drops of glistening dew,
sniffing honeysuckle, it's fragrance strong.
Husband's faithful love throughout the years,
lives intertwined with joy and sorrow,
thoughts of heaven as winter time nears,
looking forward to what comes tomorrow.