Hang in there~BY: Denise Lanford

Hang In There Just "hang in there", when things get rough... There are countless times when life gets tough. Just tie that knot, and hold on tight, it won't be long, till it's "alright". Say a prayer, and ask your friends to pray for you, so prayers ascend! Just hang on tight, help will arrive... it may seem "hopeless", but it's "in God's time". So hang in there! He's watching too, He knows your strength, for he gave it to you. So, say a prayer, and hang on tight.... don't give up, soon it will be alright!  BY:  Denise Lanford

"If only"...Imagined by Misty

"If only" . . . , I say these words
time and time again.
Wishing something in my life . . .
     had not been as it had been.

"If only" . . . I could change things.
"If only" . . . that could be . . .
What many ways would life have left
a different view of me?

"If only" . I had taken that road instead of this.
"If only".. I had taken time to give that needed kiss.
It would only take a moment to caress that loving hand.
To say the words that mattered when today I know I can.

"If only" . . . I could change the past,
how different would it be?
Would I realize and understand? Would I truly see?

"If only" .for a moment, you could step into the past.
"If only" for a moment . . .for we know it cannot last.

How clearly you can see . . .what life has brought your way.

To have taken just one different path . . .
would've changed more than that day.

It would have made your journey through the many days ahead,
different in so many ways . where might it all have lead?

Our thoughts are often filled . . .with this tiny, little phrase.
"If only . . ." cannot make it so or change what is today.

"If Only's" . . . steal hours from today  making it a blur.

When what really matters is now, not thoughts of 'what we were'.

"If only"..I can hold that truth take it with me to today . . .
let go of all the pain and doubts,
. . . and then I'll kneel and pray.

"Thank you, Father, . . .for the many plans you laid.
The loving ways I did not see . . . as you brought me through
my yesterdays . . . safely to today. Please don't let the choices

that I make today . . .turn into "If Only's . . .
somewhere along the way.

I hear your voice inside my heart...with words that ring so true.
"If Only . . .you will take My hand . . .
I'll guide and comfort you."

Before I go...

Hi.. Just wanted to share with you a poem that so...blessed me, As we step into this new day let's remember that... Life is a short race.. Hope we can make a difference in the lives of people we meet... Let's be the 'Light' and 'Salt' ,our Lord Jesus (Yeshua) called us to be. God Bless each of you... YSIC, Julia Matthew 5:16, "Let your light shine before men,that they may see your good works and Glorify your Father in Heaven." Before I go... When my life has reached it's very end, And I take it's final breath, I want to know I've left behind, Some "good' before my death. I hope in my final hour, In all honesty I can say That somewhere in my lifetime, I have brightened someone's day. That maybe I brought a smile To someone else's face. And made one moment a little sweeter, While they dwelled here in this place. Lord...please be my reminder, And whisper softly in my ear, To be a "GIVER" and not a "TAKER" In the years I've left here. Give to me the strength I need, Open my mind and soul, That I might show sincere compassion, And love to others before I go. For  if a heart not touched by me Not a smile was left behind, Then the Life that I'm blessed with, Will have been a waste of time. With all my heart I truly hope, To leave something here on earth. That touched another and made them smile, And gave to my life ..worth. ~Shawnee Kellie~

Prev: Life is a fast Runner

Move me out of the way Lord...~Norris K. Oler~

Hi family and friends,

Good Morning from India.

May this day be blessed.

Let's trust in our Lord Jesus Christ, with all our hearts.

Let His presence go ahead of us.

Trusting in God..
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST
may not always remove the hurdles we face or make mountains smaller.
But it sure make our walking, running & climbing easier.
We may be walking a desert pathway or on a narrow road,
but when our trust is on Our Saviour & Lord JESUS CHRIST,
we know it finally leads to the beautiful place (Heaven).

Sure...I know I couldn't have made it this far without JESUS, HE SURE make it easier for me...because His presence makes the problem and pain easier to handle.

The HOLY SPIRIT has been an ever present helper.
Satan does come to steal, kill & destroy...but Our LORD gives life abundantly!!!!
When I'm weak HE'S MY STRENGTH,
When I falter, He steadies me...
When I fall..& cry out to HIM, He picks me up!!!!!
Yes through the trials we are perfected.....
So because of JESUS (Yeshua) I can smile through my pain!!!!!

There were times in the past I have tried to do things my way.

But it was when I let God take over I found true peace,

I will trust in My Lord JESUS Christ at all times.

Here below is a poem that blessed me.

Be Blessed,

Julia

Move me out of the way Lord.

   
I run to the front
To take the control
But in the end
It's harm to my soul.

I must be in charge
I think I know best
"It's my life," I say.
I'm leading the quest.

Who knows me better
Than I know me
Though you look
You do not see.

There's only one
Who truly sees me
He knows who I am
And who I could be
   
The author and finisher
Of my holy faith
The love of my life
He receives all my praise

He truly sees me
The intent of my heart
He understands all
He sees not in partThe depth of His love
For this wretched mean
It boggles my mind
So I don't understand

Why I insist
On running my life
When in the end
It cuts like a knife

When I look upon
The wreckage I've wrought
It all came to ruin
It all came to naught

It's come to the point
Where All I can say
Is move me, dear Lord
Move ME out of the way

  
Make me decrease
Make me small
Make me, in the end
The least of all

Subdue my ego
O' Lord bind my pride
Have your way, Father
Just move me aside

To you be the glory
Creator of life
The author of peace
Moderator of strife

    
Flesh cries to be seen
Pride desires to be known
But I know the glory
Is yours alone.

So, Lord hear my plea and answer me true.
Keep me from running ahead of you.
Move me to the rear, drive me to my knees.
Lead me to the light, move me Father, please.
~Norris K. Oler~

♥~A beautiful flower~Author Unknown

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read
Beneath the long, straggly branches of
an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent keeping me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me,
all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"

In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all worn - not enough rain,
or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a small smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
and declared with overacted surprise,
"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."

The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower, and replied,
"Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.

I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.

Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life,
and appreciate every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy, another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
~Unknown~

~FULL SURRENDER~ Our Lord deserves our ALL or nothing at all...

Hi friends, brothers and sisters in Christ 

This is a poem I read many years back and it so....blessed me.
We give God our all...or nothing at all!

Be blessed,

Julia

                        

   FULL SURRENDER

My heart has a hundred rooms or more,

I kept the keys to every door;

And then one day the lord found me ,

And asked if He might have the keys.

I nodded yes and turned my back,

To take one small key off the pack,

A key to an attic room so.... small,

I thought it didn't matter at all.

I turned around thinking what to say,

But all too late He had gone away;

My heart sank deep down to my feet,

A voice called me a cheat.

Another day my Lord passed by,

I saw the hurt look in His eyes;

I flung every key at HIS wounded feet,

And O the joy inexpressibly sweet.

  By Elizabeth. M. Forstner

Our Lord is there with us even in the dark....~Author unknown~

"Though I sit in darkness, the Lord will be my light" ( Micah 7:8)

FOOTSTEPS IN THE DARK

I do not hear Your footsteps
as you approach me sitting in silence
my eyes glazed, staring out the window
at the early morning newness.

I do not hear your footsteps
as a tear runs down my face
overwhelmed with oceans of emotion
as I whisper a prayer to you.

I do not hear your footsteps
as I lift my words to you
hoping with my heart and soul
that you will hear my desperate words.

I do not hear your footsteps
as I feel a comfort sweep through me
like a warm breeze in the spring
or a blanket wrapped around me in winter.

I do not hear your footsteps
as I begin to feel a strength
from deep within it grows
and I know I am not alone.

I do not hear your footsteps
but I feel your presence there
now knowing I'm not alone
I can feel your loving rush through me.

I do not hear your footsteps
as I end my silent prayer
but, as I stand to face whatever the day will bring
I know that your footsteps will never walk the other way...
I had to write this after sitting at the kitchen table this morning. It was quiet. The hour was early and the world was still sleeping. I looked out the window and felt the need to pray. As I did, my eyes misted with tears and although frightened, I knew that I was not alone. I wrote this small poem/prayer to convey the feelings I had, but know that the words do not do it justice. I don't know if any ever will. It's my hope that when you are in need, you "hear" the silent footsteps of God, coming to your side and comforting you like a child. For that's what we all are, to me.
No matter what your age, we are children of God who will never be abandoned by our Father -- no matter what !

~unknown~



" Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to an all-knowing God." ( Corrie ten Boom)


" WHILE WE WORRY ABOUT HOW FAST WE GROW, GOD IS CONCERNED ABOUT HOW STRONG WE GROW."