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  • Faith

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    Faith is not seeing to believe. Faith is believing to see.

  • The Faith That We Hope

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    I prayed for healing,But it didn’t come.Why does God onlyAnswer yes to some? I prayed for protection,But it never came.Was it something I did?Was God only to blame? I don’t have an answer.I can’t explain.Buy I can’t let thatCause my faith to wain. For faith is a hopeOf what we can not see.There is always…

  • The Power is Prayer

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    I prayed in the darkWhen no one else was there.He kept me safe;The power of prayer. I prayed through the nightMidst floods and twisters.He kept on the powerAmid popping transistors. I prayed in the morningAfter the winds had subsided.He’d kept me safeDry, living, and lighted. I prayed in the morningAnd thanked Him for care.He keeps…

  • Overcorrection

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    God steers us in the way we should go,But we sometimes overcorrect and crash. God tells us to slow down and obey the signs,But we often end up with speeding tickets when we don’t listen to the “suggestions”. God provides us with seatbelts of safety,But we sometimes believe we will be all right without putting…

  • Off In The Distance

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    When you think no one’s watching,When you think no one cares,Off in the distanceThere is someone who sharesYour message, your experiences,Your actions, and your dreams;It’s not as meaninglessAs it first appears or seemsTo someone who’s watching,To someone who cares,Off in the distance,There is someone awareOf your message, your experiences,Of your actions, and your dreamsThat you…

  • Gifts From Our Fathers

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    Good fathers on Earth like our Father aboveBoth give us gifts to show us their love. They both give us labors for which we do toilTo make sure, alone, these gifts do not spoil. Sometimes these labors seem to be in vain,For they take a long time and seem hard to obtain. Good fathers on…

  • I Shall Want

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    The Lord is my shepherd.I shall wantHis compassionHis guidanceHis love.

  • Destination

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    If you just keep moving, God will lead you to your destination.

  • Soul Food

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    God’s word is honey for the soul!

  • We Are Just Stewards

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    We are just stewards in this great house we live in,Made for and inherited by our Father with love.We need to take great care of what we were given,Until we move in with Him up in perfection above. Fix and mend what becomes broken.Heal and comfort dwellers who are sick.Dust and clean what becomes dirty.Restore…

  • No Buts About It

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    I often feel better when I am productive,But lazing around sure seems seductive. I often feel better when my food is nutritious,But a chocolate doughnut sure taste delicious. I often feel better when I get enough rest,But while binging tv, I become quite obsessed. I often feel better when I am out and social,But being…

  • Favorite Chimes

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    My favorite church bells are those that chimeIn the white gloved hands of instrument ringers,Keeping up in rhythm and musical time,Often accompanied by silken robed singers. Outside the steeple church bells pealCalling the congregation to enter.But the handbells playing inside revealChurch music’s greatest representor. The music I hear from these bells of brass,From the moment…

  • Find It!

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    Photo by kylie De Guia on Unsplash Quote added by Jeannie Johnson Some people find therapy in their kitchen while baking.Some people find it on a hike they are taking. Others may find it while gardening in soils.Still others may find it on the canvas with oils. Some people find it while reading a book,far…

  • What It Takes

    What It Takes

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    It takes many small steps to climb a great mountain.It takes many drops of water to fill a great fountain.It takes many tall trees to make a great forest.It takes many strong singers to make a great chorus.It takes many small actions to achieve a great goal.It takes many small pieces to make up a…

  • Just Try It!

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    I know you sayWhy should I pray.Just try it! You just might seeHe’ll set you free.Just try it! Free from worry, free from guilt,He’s the rock on which faith was built.Just try it! He may not take hard times away,But He’ll give you strength day by day.Just try it! It doesn’t ever have to beSome…

  • Let Go, Let God

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    Although I’m sometimes sad, I’m not without hope.It doesn’t have to end with a gun or a rope.For I know God loves me and I know He loves you too,So just hang on one more day, that’s all you need to do. Then another and another, until you begin to seeThis too shall soon pass,…

  • The Four Unfortuitous Elements of Life

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    Air refreshesEarth suppliesFire forgesWater purifies Air refreshes: brings life to what was staleEarth supplies: gives nourishment to the frailFire forges: makes things combined strongWater purifies: takes away what doesn’t belong Air refreshesEarth suppliesFire forgesWater purifies Air: to breathe, to cool, to ventilateEarth: to grow, to forage, to recreateFire: to heat, to weld, to lighten the…

  • Sedgwick Pie

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    No matter what you believe to be right,One man had the faith and the foresightTo encircle his family’s graves facing each other,So on Judgement Day, he could again greet his brother.Instead of facing east towards the sun,They were all laid to rest facing loved ones.Concentric circles as each family member did enter,Their toes all pointed…

  • Keep Humble Starts Growing

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    Great things often start from humble beginnings.You may not see its end or collect all its winnings. A mighty oak starts from one humble seed.Saving the world starts from one noble deed. One family’s fortune starts with one lonely laith.One Nation’s providence starts with one act of faith. A brilliant idea starts from one tiny…

  • Haiku Hues: Watercolors of Refinement – Red Refinement

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    Water falls to cleanse.Scrub away all of my sins.A new life begins.

  • Haiku Hues: Watercolors of Refinement – Blue Refinement

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    Morning tears are shed.Push to make it out of bed,After prayers are said.

  • EARTH

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    Every Angelic’s Residence Till Heaven

  • Giving Thanks

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    We thank you Lord for family and friends.We thank you Lord that your love never ends.We thank you Lord for all you provide.We thank you Lord that you’re on our side.We thank you Lord for each November,A day set aside for us to remember.We thank you Lord, and we prayThat we will be thankful every…

  • Ask And Receive

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    When I asked You into my life,You wrote Your words upon my heart.When I asked You into my life,That’s when my life did truly start.When I asked You into my life,You remembered my sins no more.When I asked You into my life,You opened up Heaven’s door.If I had never asked You into my life,You would…

  • Help Me Make It

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    I don’t have a poem today. I don’t have very much to say. Just simply this, Lord, I pray, Help me make it through this day. I don’t have a song today. I don’t have very much to say. Maybe tomorrow, Lord, I pray. Help me make it one more day. I do have a…

  • Can’t Wait

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    I can’t wait for the dayWhen loves all I see.I can’t wait for the dayWhen everything is free. I can’t wait for the dayWhen there’s nothing to settle.I can’t wait for the dayWhen my legs are not metal. I can’t wait for the dayWhen I have enough timeTo spend forever with youAnd for you to…

  • Do

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    Do take what you think undeserving with a thankful heart. Do give beyond what you think capable with a graceful spirit.

  • One Day with You

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    One day, I’d love to walk with youHolding hands, side by side,To run to you from far away,Our bodies to collide. One day, I’d love to stand and hugWithout holding on so tightFor fear of falling, not from wantingTo dance close with you all night. One day, I’d love to freely move,Less work for you…

  • Pay Attention

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    God works in many wonderful ways If we pay attention. If we don’t, all we might find Is hardship and apprehension.

  • By Journey’s End

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    The journey starts at a tender young ageChanging and progressing with each new stage.Not exactly knowing the way I must go,But knowing each mile will only help me to grow. And though sometimes scary, different than planned,I must change though, I may not understand,Just where this journey is leading me to,But I know it’s something…

  • This Is the Day…Easter

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    This is the day He rose for meAfter dying on a cross on Calvary.This is the day He rolled away stoneTo show us that we are not all alone. This is the day His task was completeAfter atoning for sin with nailed hands and nailed feet.This is the day all hopelessness was curedBecause of the…

  • This Is The Day…Good Friday

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    This is the day His hands bled for me.This is the day He was nailed to a tree.This is the day He cried in agony.This is the day that He died for me. This is the day He was buried by men.This is the day that He took away sin.This is the day not all…

  • Get Me Through the Day

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    Show me what to do Lord.Teach me what to say.Make me still and listen,To get me through the day.

  • That’s What Love Is

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    I suffer so that you don’t have to.That’s what love is.I have to help when you suffer.That’s what love is.I go when you need some space.That’s what love is.I come back when you push me away.That’s what love is.I forgive you when you are unkind.That’s what love is.I call you out when you go too…

  • What If…

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    What if the Tower of Pisa toppled over?What if somebody painted the White Cliffs of Dover?What if Mona Lisa’s smirk turned into a frown?What if Lady Liberty suddenly sank all the way down? The World would go on; nothing would change.But wouldn’t everything feel just a bit strange. What if the Christ child had never…

  • Time and Effort

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    Sometimes things happen in life to teach us important lessons,If we take the time and effort to learn them,They can become our greatest blessings.

  • The Cure

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    There is a cureBut it can’t be bought.There is a cureBut it must be taught. There is a cureWe can’t keep to our self.There is a cureWe can’t hoard on a shelf. There is a cureThat we all can find.There is a cureFor all Hunan kind. There is a cureand it’s not a fraud.Simply put,The…

  • My Foundation and My Rock

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    He’s my foundation and my rock,Makes me stay silent and take stock,Makes me strong, makes me strive,Makes me glad to be alive. He’s my calm against the storm,Makes me rise above the norm,Makes me content, gives me peace,His love will never cease.

  • Thanks, No Matter What

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    Thank you LordFor this day.Make my headacheGo away.I want to leave:I don’t want to stay.Help me through this,Lord, I pray.

  • True Endurance

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    For every curseThere is a blessing.For every problemThere is a cure.God helps me with everythingI have to endure.

  • My Life

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    My life is a rollercoaster,And God is the railing that keeps me on track.

  • What’s Everything?

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    God is love.When you’ve got loveIn your heart,You’ve got everything!

  • IF Believing Is Naive

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    If having trust in Him is unguarded,I will be open hearted. If feeling safe from worry is unwise,Let His spirit in me rise. If feeling hope and joy is unenlightened,Let my soul be brightened. If being loved is naïve,I will believe.

  • What You Can Do

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    As I lay in bed in pain,Trying not to go insane,Envying ones who never knew,They take for granted what they can do. If they knew, would they complain?Would they live their life so vain?Sadly, I have done that too.We take for granted what we can do. I wish I could do the mundaneInstead of lying…

  • TEACH ME

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    Lord, teach me in the morning.Lord, teach me in the night.Lord, teach me now and always.Lord, teach me what is right. Lord, hold me in the morning.Lord, hold me in the night.Lord, hold me now and always.Lord, hold me very tight. Lord, keep me in the morning.Lord, keep me in the night.Lord, keep me now…

  • Today!

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    I wrote a poem today!You might not like it,But, then again, you may.It was simply a thoughtI just had to convey. I sang a song today!You might not like it,But, then again, you may.I just couldn’t containMy joy on display. I said a prayer today.You might not like it,But, then again, you mayI just wanted…

  • We are Gardeners

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    If we plant a seed, God will make it grow,But we must be careful with what we sow. We are the hands that were given the calling,Though sometimes our actions can be very appalling. Do we yell at it when it’s taking too long?Do we shove it aside when we don’t get along? Do we…

  • Plant A Seed

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    We can plant a seed and tend it so,But we’re not the ones who make it grow. We can give it refreshment with water and soil,But we’re not the ones that provide this spoil. We can give it light to make it thrive,But we’re not the ones that keep it alive. We can talk to…

  • Going Home

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    When I go home, I will missThe beauty of the Earth,The sweetest of its sounds and smells,The joy of giving birth. When I go home, I will leaveThe envy and the hate,The fear of being all alone,Pollution we create. When I go home, I will haveThe same love and company,Up in Heaven with my Father,With…

  • The Lord Will Provide

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    Whatever our ripples, or how turns the tide,Among great tempest, the Lord will provide! In times of sorrow, and times of need,Wait on the Lord to comfort and feed. In times of sickness, and times of dread,Wait on the Lord, for He is not dead. In times of loneliness, in times of doubt,Wait on the…

  • Window of Life

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    I looked out the window,The window of life,Only to findDestruction and strife. I looked to the leftAnd what did I see?People all laughing,Laughing at me. I looked to the rightAnd what did I find?Uncaring sinners,Sinners, all kinds. But I looked toward Heaven,Happy to seeJesus, my LordSmiling at me!

  • Boot Camp for Heaven

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    My life is boot camp for Heaven.My death a battleground for war.My soul the spoil for the victor;With Him I’ll rest for evermore. My soul will be tempted to quit.My mind will be tempted to stray.My body will thirst and hungerFor an easier, more peaceful way. My wounds and scars will heal.My body lifted when…

  • Each Day

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    Each day I wake.Each day I sleep. Each day I laugh.Each day I weep. Each day I hate.Each day I love. Each day I sink,Then rise above. Each day I hurt.Each day I heal. Each day I give.Each day I steal. Each day I teach.Each day I learn. Each day I wait,To take my turn.…

  • The Lord’s Provision Has No End

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    The Lord provides in many great ways,Throughout our lives, for all or our days. He provides for us and helps us sowGood works in ways which we may never know. A smile, a hug, a friendly helloAre just a few ways we can help his love show. The Lord is the One who opens the…

  • Sinners Welcome, All enter free

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    (If you don’t welcome sinners, all you have are empty pews!) I saw a sign on the church marquis. It said, “Sinners Welcome, All enter free!” But when a poor beggar stood at the church door, He was told to clean up, just a little bit more. We just swept up; you’ll dirty our floor.…