Thursday, March 23, 2006
EMPTY HANDS AND FULL HEARTS
Lord, to you my empty hands I bring, Fill them, so my heart once again can sing. The needs are far greater than the supply, It is on you and you alone -- That I wholly rely. Your Word teaches that all gifts come From our Father above, Caress my empty hands With the fullness of your love. O my soul,...
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Wednesday, March 22, 2006
A Living Portrait of A Soul That Cares!
As I fold my weary hands, And bow upon my aching knees. I offer my most fervent prayer, On behalf of those suffering in great need. The clarion call for folded hands, Comes from the wounded hearts that bleed. My praying hands are lifted up toward heaven, On behalf of those suffering in great need....
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Monday, March 20, 2006
WILL THE SUN RISE OUT OF THIS DARKNESS?
THE DAWNING OF A NEW DAY Stress of living, Strain of believing, Need of receiving -- The Sun rises out of earth's darkness, Bringing us the dawning of a new day! A President obsessed, A Congress dares to transgress, A People's will loudly expressed -- The Sun rises out of earth's darkness, Bringing...
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Monday, March 13, 2006
MY PERSONAL CIVIL WAR
I awoke this morning, To dark grayish storm clouds, Hanging low over my weary head; Pull the covers up, Forget about today's pressing work, Remain as you are, my body seductively said! No! No! No! My soul conscientiously declared - Don't yield to this temptation par excellence, Modern day, superbowl...
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Friday, March 10, 2006
THE DAWNING OF A NEW DAY
Stress of living, Strain of believing, Need of receiving -- The Sun rises out of earth's darkness, Bringing us the dawning of a new day! A President obsessed, A Congress dares to transgress, A People's will loudly expressed -- The Sun rises out of earth's darkness, Bringing us the dawning of a new...
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Thursday, March 9, 2006
WE ARE TRAVELING GUEST OF PASSING TIME!
Today my son is the golden age of twenty-seven, Thankfully, I am still on this side of heaven; Reflections swifly come as this mountain of age we climb, For we both have been the traveling guests of passing time. 1950 was the year I was born, 1979, the year of his birth, We were both born in a home...
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Wednesday, March 8, 2006
THE YOUNG MAN AND THE SEA
A young man one day was walking by the sea, To those around Him, He said, Become fishers of men and follow me. Many miracles did this young man in the towns by the sea, To those who saw these miracles, He said, Become fishers of men and follow me. Standing in a boat, docked by the rolling sea, Love...
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Tuesday, March 7, 2006
TRAVELING GUESTS OF PASSING TIME
Today my son is the golden age of twenty-seven, Thankfully, I am still on this side of heaven; Reflections swifly come as this mountain of age we climb, For we both have been the traveling guests of passing time. 1950 was the year I was born, 1979, the year of his birth, We were both born in a home...
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Monday, March 6, 2006
A TIME WE WANT TO FORGET, BUT MUST REMEMBER!
This 9/11 poem was written on the second anniversary of the tragedy. I thought today with the trial talk and Pat Tillman investigation, there might be those who share some painful memories and to those, and those who have died and continue to fight the war of terror, I bring this poem out of my...
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Sunday, March 5, 2006
MORE PRECIOUS THAN SILVER OR GOLD
There is a tale told in yonder days of old, About a man who lived selflessly. And valued faith and life Much more precious than silver or gold. He came upon a crime thought surreal, He stopped to help the victim, Beaten, wounded and bleeding Found to be so precariously ill. A Priest, A Levite had...
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