Tuesday, August 23, 2011
wint'swords: Bridges
wint'swords: Bridges: Bridges were designed, to cross a divide, some may be narrow, others may be wide. Some bridges may be concrete, other...
Monday, August 22, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
wint'swords: Strolling Along
wint'swords: Strolling Along: Today as I walked the dog, Or you might say, The dog walked me. The fog was just being burnt away, By a beautiful golden sun, O w...
Strolling Along
Today as I walked the dog,
Or you might say,
The dog walked me.
The fog was just being burnt away,
By a beautiful golden sun,
O what a beautiful day.
We strolled along,
Not moving very fast,
As I glanced toward the ditch,
I spied a dead sparrow,
Lying in the grass.
My mind remembered,
That great hymn,
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He is watching me.
Or you might say,
The dog walked me.
The fog was just being burnt away,
By a beautiful golden sun,
O what a beautiful day.
We strolled along,
Not moving very fast,
As I glanced toward the ditch,
I spied a dead sparrow,
Lying in the grass.
My mind remembered,
That great hymn,
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He is watching me.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
The Walk
As I walked the dog today,
I was amazed at the things,
I saw along the way.
The beautiful wild flowers in bloom,
and the hummingbirds,
as they zoomed,
and the baby blue sky,
with floating white clouds,
made me want to shout,
in a voice so loud,
O what a beautiful morning,
O what a beautiful day!
--- Winston Staples---
I was amazed at the things,
I saw along the way.
The beautiful wild flowers in bloom,
and the hummingbirds,
as they zoomed,
and the baby blue sky,
with floating white clouds,
made me want to shout,
in a voice so loud,
O what a beautiful morning,
O what a beautiful day!
--- Winston Staples---
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Who Prayed?
Did you think of us this morning
As you breathed a word of prayer?
Did you ask for strength to help us
All our heavy burdens bear?
Did you speak of faith and courage
For the trials we must meet,
Did you ask God might keep us
As you bowed at Jesus' feet?
Someone prayed, and strength was given
For the long and weary road.
Someone prayed and faith grew stronger
As we bent beneath our load.
Someone prayed-- the way grew brighter
As we walked all unafraid.
In our heart a song of gladness--
Tell us: Was it you who prayed?
---Author unknown ---
As you breathed a word of prayer?
Did you ask for strength to help us
All our heavy burdens bear?
Did you speak of faith and courage
For the trials we must meet,
Did you ask God might keep us
As you bowed at Jesus' feet?
Someone prayed, and strength was given
For the long and weary road.
Someone prayed and faith grew stronger
As we bent beneath our load.
Someone prayed-- the way grew brighter
As we walked all unafraid.
In our heart a song of gladness--
Tell us: Was it you who prayed?
---Author unknown ---
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Doors
Doors are made,
to go through,
in or out, it's up to you.
Doors are of many types,
that we must face in life,
some bring us happiness,
while others bring strife.
Some doors are meant,
for us to open,
while others are better left shut,
some lead to green pastures,
while others lead us into deep ruts.
There are two doors to eternity,
that may be opened by death,
one leads to eternal torment,
the other to heavenly rest.
Doors of destruction,
may be selfishness and pride.
Jesus is the door to Heaven,
and He will welcome you,
with His arms open wide.
--Winston Staples--
to go through,
in or out, it's up to you.
Doors are of many types,
that we must face in life,
some bring us happiness,
while others bring strife.
Some doors are meant,
for us to open,
while others are better left shut,
some lead to green pastures,
while others lead us into deep ruts.
There are two doors to eternity,
that may be opened by death,
one leads to eternal torment,
the other to heavenly rest.
Doors of destruction,
may be selfishness and pride.
Jesus is the door to Heaven,
and He will welcome you,
with His arms open wide.
--Winston Staples--
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