The Lighthouse

While driving in the country one night,
I saw a small lighthouse, placed on a lawn,
in it was a light, that shone from dusk to dawn.
The lighthouse was once used to warn,
the coming ships of dangers ahead,
especially in the bad storms,causing sailor’s dread.
what a comfort it must have been,
to see it’s flashing light guiding them,
around the reefs and the great rocks,
avoiding the danger, until the ship safely docks.
We believers in Christ, have a lighthouse,
as we sail this voyage on life’s sea,
it is Christ Himself, guiding you and me.
In the Bible, John tells us,
Jesus is the light of the world,
helping us see the poison darts,
Satan and all his demons hurl.
Dear friend, if you are still walking,
in the valley and darkness of sin,
why not ask Christ for forgiveness,
and let His light of guidance begin.

My Favorite Christmas Quotes

 







Christ mas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.-- Norman Vincent Peale --

Christmas is a time you get homesick--- even when you're home. -- Carol Nelson --

He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.  Roy L. Smith --

Christmas is the gentlest, loveliest festival of the revolving year - yet, for all that, when it speaks, it's voice has strong authority. -- W.J. Cameron --

May peace be your gift at Christmas and your blessing all year through.  --Author unknown --

Worship

December 9, 2012 by wint68

It is early Sunday morning,
the air is cool and brisk,
water drops hanging from the branches,
as if gently kissed.
This morning ,
I went to worship,
where the red pine trees grow,
and see the frozen beaver dam,
where the beaver swim below.
This morning,
I went to worship, and thank God,
for all I see and hear,
the cawing of the crow,
and the graceful,
graceful white tailed deer.
This morning,
I went to worship,
thanking Him for my salvation,
that is proclaimed,
proclaimed by His word,
His word loud and clear.

Life's Race

Life’s race is like a marathon,

Run in years,

Instead of miles,

Some days bring heartaches,

And others bring smiles.

Some days the body is spry,

While others it pains,

And one wants to cry.

Somedays are filled with sunshine,

And others filled with rain.

Each day is a chalange,

And a race to be run,

From day break,

To the setting of the sun.

In our spiritual life,

Life’s race is to be run,

Either following Satan,

Or God’s only Son.

Satan races us toward destruction;

Jesus leads us to Heaven,

Eternal life for everyone.

So let us run with Jesus,

Over life’s rocky track,

Looking toward the finish line,

And never looking back.

When life’s race is over,

Heaven will be our prize,

A land without sorrow,

And cloudy skies.

– Winston Staples–

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