Oh, to walk on those streets of gold,
that are in Heaven I'm told,
to see the Jasper walls and gates of pearl.
Oh, to live without sin, trouble or pain,
and have no heart aches at all,
and be able to talk to Jesus and Paul.
Oh, to see the crystal sea,
and listen to the Angels sing in harmony,
and gather around God's thrown,
and with every sound proclaim,
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain!
Monday, March 28, 2011
Heavenly Grass [ by Tennessee Williams ]
My feet took a walk on heavenly grass,
All day while the sky was clear as glass.
My feet took a walk in heavenly grass,
All night while the stars rolled past.
Then my feet came to walk on earth,
And my mother when she gave me birth.
Now my feet walk far and my feet walk fast,
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.
All day while the sky was clear as glass.
My feet took a walk in heavenly grass,
All night while the stars rolled past.
Then my feet came to walk on earth,
And my mother when she gave me birth.
Now my feet walk far and my feet walk fast,
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.
My Favorite Bible Verses
Psalm 150
Let All Things Praise the LORD
1 Praise the LORD!Praise God in His sanctuary;
Praise Him in His mighty firmament!
2 Praise Him for His mighty acts;
Praise Him according to His excellent greatness!
3 Praise Him with the sound of the trumpet;
Praise Him with the lute and harp!
4 Praise Him with the timbrel and dance;
Praise Him with stringed instruments and flutes!
5 Praise Him with loud cymbals;
Praise Him with clashing cymbals!
6 Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.
Praise the LORD!
My Favorite quotes
The real differences around the world today are not between Jews and Arabs; Protestants and Catholics; Muslims, Croats, and Serbs. The real differences are between those who embrace peace and those who would destroy it; between those who look to the future and those who cling to the past; between those who open their arms and those who are determined to clench their fists. ~William J. Clinton, 1997
Saturday, March 26, 2011
WHERE IS SPRING
It is late in March;
it is sunny and cold,
I want the snow to go,
and the green grass to behold.
It is late in March;
it is sunny and bright;
I want to go fishing,
and feel a big trout bite.
It is late in March,
and the snow still,
lays on the ground,
and no green grass
can be found.
It is late in March,
the song,
of the Robin
still not heard,
oh hasten, sweet spring,
and bring your song birds!
it is sunny and cold,
I want the snow to go,
and the green grass to behold.
It is late in March;
it is sunny and bright;
I want to go fishing,
and feel a big trout bite.
It is late in March,
and the snow still,
lays on the ground,
and no green grass
can be found.
It is late in March,
the song,
of the Robin
still not heard,
oh hasten, sweet spring,
and bring your song birds!
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
wint'swords: Without Wings
wint'swords: Without Wings: "Soon I will be leaving, without a jet plane, flying without wings, caught up in the air, to meet the Lord of Lords, and the King of Kings. ..."
Without Wings
Soon I will be leaving,
without a jet plane,
flying without wings,
caught up in the air,
to meet the Lord of Lords,
and the King of Kings.
Soon I will be leaving,
without a jet plane.
I know why,
but I don't know when,
when I return,
it will be in New Jerusalem.
Soon I will be leaving,
without a jet plane,
flying without wings,
to meet in the air,
my Lord of Lords,
and King of Kings.
without a jet plane,
flying without wings,
caught up in the air,
to meet the Lord of Lords,
and the King of Kings.
Soon I will be leaving,
without a jet plane.
I know why,
but I don't know when,
when I return,
it will be in New Jerusalem.
Soon I will be leaving,
without a jet plane,
flying without wings,
to meet in the air,
my Lord of Lords,
and King of Kings.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
wint'swords: God's Gifts
wint'swords: God's Gifts: " One day, while four wheeling, to that old beaver dam, as I viewed my surroundings, into my heart came a special ..."
God's Gifts
One day, while four wheeling,
to that old beaver dam,
as I viewed my surroundings,
into my heart came a special feeling,
that I should in prayer should be kneeling,
because of His beauty in His creation,
He was revealing everywhere.
The baby blue sky,
the eagle soaring,
and below the beaver dam,
a water falls running quickly and roaring.
These things are awesome and great gifts,
but not as great as His special gift for you and me,
as it is recorded in John three: sixteen;
His gift is life with Him for eternity.
by Winston Staples
to that old beaver dam,
as I viewed my surroundings,
into my heart came a special feeling,
that I should in prayer should be kneeling,
because of His beauty in His creation,
He was revealing everywhere.
The baby blue sky,
the eagle soaring,
and below the beaver dam,
a water falls running quickly and roaring.
These things are awesome and great gifts,
but not as great as His special gift for you and me,
as it is recorded in John three: sixteen;
His gift is life with Him for eternity.
by Winston Staples
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Sheltered
Sheltered
Through the pines,
Where soft breezes blow,
Through the pines,
We see traces of snow,
Through the pines,
Where birds build their nest,
Through the pines,
A doe and her fawn take rest.
In God's arms we can safely go;
There HIs shelter He will bestow,
Giving us comfort and sweet rest.
Remember, when those storms,
Start to blow,
Into God's arms,
We can safely go.
Through the pines,
Where soft breezes blow,
Through the pines,
We see traces of snow,
Through the pines,
Where birds build their nest,
Through the pines,
A doe and her fawn take rest.
In God's arms we can safely go;
There HIs shelter He will bestow,
Giving us comfort and sweet rest.
Remember, when those storms,
Start to blow,
Into God's arms,
We can safely go.
My Favorite Bible Verses
1 John 4:1-8 (King James Version)
1 John 4
1Beloved, believe not every spirit, but try the spirits whether they are of God: because many false prophets are gone out into the world.2Hereby know ye the Spirit of God: Every spirit that confesseth that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is of God:
3And every spirit that confesseth not that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is not of God: and this is that spirit of antichrist, whereof ye have heard that it should come; and even now already is it in the world.
4Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.
5They are of the world: therefore speak they of the world, and the world heareth them.
6We are of God: he that knoweth God heareth us; he that is not of God heareth not us. Hereby know we the spirit of truth, and the spirit of error.
7Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God.
8He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
wint'swords: Favorite quote
wint'swords: Favorite quote: "' Never miss an opportunity to make others happy, even if you have to leave them alone to do it.' [ Author unknown ]"
MY FAVORITE QUOTES
" Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up."
------ Thomas Edison ------
------ Thomas Edison ------
Favorite quote
" Never miss an opportunity to make others happy, even if you have to leave them alone to do it."
[ Author unknown ]
[ Author unknown ]
Trails
TRAILS
There are many trails we travel in life,
some bring happiness, others bring strife,
some have ups, some have downs,
some through swamps, some on smooth ground,
some in the rain, and some in the sun,
some at a slow pace, some on the run.
Some trails lead us into temptation,
while others lead us in the right direction.
Trails of this world are from birth to the grave;
the gospel trail leads to where we may be saved.
Dear ones, let us choose trails of happiness not strife,
let us take the trail to eternal life.
The trail Jesus trod before us,
leads us to our heavenly home.
There are many trails we travel in life,
some bring happiness, others bring strife,
some have ups, some have downs,
some through swamps, some on smooth ground,
some in the rain, and some in the sun,
some at a slow pace, some on the run.
Some trails lead us into temptation,
while others lead us in the right direction.
Trails of this world are from birth to the grave;
the gospel trail leads to where we may be saved.
Dear ones, let us choose trails of happiness not strife,
let us take the trail to eternal life.
The trail Jesus trod before us,
leads us to our heavenly home.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
OUR FOCUS
I am sitting looking out my window,
eyes focused on a pair of doves;
I am not paying attention,
to anything else.
I do not see the pretty pine branch,
they are perched upon, nor the baby blue sky.
This draws into my mind,
that we Christians sometime lose our focus,
on the important things in our Christian walk.
Some of these areas may be as follows:
Spending a lot of time trying to apply Old Testament instructions
addressed to the children of Israel to our lives instead of New Testament teaching
to us and the Church on how to live daily before others.
Some time we focus so much on the cross and fail to see our Savior.
Some time we focus so much on self and do not see the Savior and the needs of others.
Some time we speak so much about kneeling at the foot of the cross and we should be at the feet of Jesus.
Some time we spend so much time looking for the mote in others eye's and do not see the log in our eye.
Some time we see the faults of others and fail to see we are not perfect ourselves.
Some times we seek revenge instead of offering forgiveness.
Let us place our focus where it should be, the reason Jesus came, to set us free.
Let us center our lives in the Glory of the Christ of the New Covenant, the one who died to set us free from the laws of the Old Covenant!
eyes focused on a pair of doves;
I am not paying attention,
to anything else.
I do not see the pretty pine branch,
they are perched upon, nor the baby blue sky.
This draws into my mind,
that we Christians sometime lose our focus,
on the important things in our Christian walk.
Some of these areas may be as follows:
Spending a lot of time trying to apply Old Testament instructions
addressed to the children of Israel to our lives instead of New Testament teaching
to us and the Church on how to live daily before others.
Some time we focus so much on the cross and fail to see our Savior.
Some time we focus so much on self and do not see the Savior and the needs of others.
Some time we speak so much about kneeling at the foot of the cross and we should be at the feet of Jesus.
Some time we spend so much time looking for the mote in others eye's and do not see the log in our eye.
Some time we see the faults of others and fail to see we are not perfect ourselves.
Some times we seek revenge instead of offering forgiveness.
Let us place our focus where it should be, the reason Jesus came, to set us free.
Let us center our lives in the Glory of the Christ of the New Covenant, the one who died to set us free from the laws of the Old Covenant!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
FAITH ------ by Gale Harris
Faith
is believing
what God says
will be;
Faith
is receiving
what God's given
to me.
Faith
is taking
His promises
so free;
Faith
is believing
what God says
will be.
is believing
what God says
will be;
Faith
is receiving
what God's given
to me.
Faith
is taking
His promises
so free;
Faith
is believing
what God says
will be.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
wint'swords: My Observations
wint'swords: My Observations: "I sit looking out; it is very cold, I will stay inside, where heat is worth its gold. The sky is a pretty blue, and in their shelter, the bi..."
My Observations
I sit looking out;
it is very cold,
I will stay inside,
where heat is worth its gold.
The sky is a pretty blue,
and in their shelter,
the birds abide,
burrrrrrrrrr, its cold outside.
The snow lies deep on the ground,
no signs of spring are found;
I must stay calm,
and patiently wait,
until there are fiddle heads,
on my plate.
it is very cold,
I will stay inside,
where heat is worth its gold.
The sky is a pretty blue,
and in their shelter,
the birds abide,
burrrrrrrrrr, its cold outside.
The snow lies deep on the ground,
no signs of spring are found;
I must stay calm,
and patiently wait,
until there are fiddle heads,
on my plate.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Living Clay [ author unknown]
I took a piece of living clay
and gently formed it day by day,
and molded with my power and art
a young child's soft and yielding heart.
I came again when years had done;
It was the man I worked upon;
He still that early impress bore,
and I could never change him nevermore.
and gently formed it day by day,
and molded with my power and art
a young child's soft and yielding heart.
I came again when years had done;
It was the man I worked upon;
He still that early impress bore,
and I could never change him nevermore.
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