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Little Vessels We are little vessels, Created by God’s hand, Put here a little while, To walk in this land. We are little vessels, Broken and marred by sin, God knows our every weakness, He wants to mold us from within. We are little vessels, Who need saved from sin, And by submitting to God our potter, Salvation will begin. We are little vessels, Saved from sin and shame, Jesus gives us victory, Because He lives again. We are little vessels, Being molded by His spirit, Because of His love and grace, And not by our merit. We are little vessels, Being shaped, As He would have us be, Perfect in His sight, When the face of Jesus we see. ~ Winston Staples

Creations Beauty Sitting looking out my window pane, everything’s so beautiful and green, being washed and refreshed by the falling rain. A woodpecker is tapping on a dead pine, tap, tap, tap, what a hammering sound; a chipmunk, carrying a piece of bread, scurries across the ground. Yes, as I look out, all nature is alive! Leaves so green, flowers so pretty in blossom everywhere; tells me we have a creator, who really cares. He not only cares for our physical being, and because of His love, He wants our soul to be free, and all His spiritual blessings seeing. Yes, He wants to set us free, from our bondage of sin; He sent Jesus, His only Son, and by His sacrifice, complete victory could be won. ~ Winston Staples

 THE CLOUDS Our lives are like the clouds, little vapors in the sky, we hang around awhile, then we say goodbye. Our lives are like the clouds, sometimes all fluffy and white, some times we have our trials, like the black clouds at night. Our lives are like the clouds, being driven by the wind, sometimes we are tossed to and fro, as we fall into sin. Our lives are like the clouds, that are controlled by God’s hand, when we put our trust in Him, He will guide us across this land. Our lives are like the clouds, all beautiful and bright, floating around the sun, as it sets at night. Our lives are like the clouds, little vapors in the sky, we hang around awhile, then we say goodbye. ~ Winston Staples

WORDS words are special, powerful indeed, they can sooth a broken heart, when positive words we feed. Words spoken wisely, help heal broken souls; words guide our foot steps, as we walk toward our goals. Words spoken carelessly. wound innocent hearts; once spoken, cannot be retrieved; We may say we are sorry, but forgiveness is hard to receive. Think before we speak, this our motto be, use words to lift others up, giving them dignity. ~ Winston Staples Liked by you and  1 other person Edit Reply   ↓ wint68 Post author August 12, 2010 at 9:25 am poem: WATCH OUT Watch out for the devil, the father of lies, he will sneak up and kick you, and make your soul cry. Watch out for the devil, he will fill you with doubt, he will use all his power, to keep God’s light out. Watch out for the devil, that deceiver, that fraud, he will do all he can, to keep you from God. Watch out for the devil, he is lurking, around the bend, doing all his dirty work, to his very end. Cheer up my friends, ...