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Not For a Million Bucks
2Co 8:9 For ye know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that, though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich...Outstanding poem and words of wisdom...
2Co 8:9 For ye know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that, though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich...Outstanding poem and words of wisdom...
A Gentle Spirit
It is a lovely experience to meet a young person who embraces God and life uncompromising, yet with a gentle spirit. A young lady who teaches a spin class, where she rides, He rides. She gives God all the Glory. I have been blessed by her.
It is a lovely experience to meet a young person who embraces God and life uncompromising, yet with a gentle spirit. A young lady who teaches a spin class, where she rides, He rides. She gives God all the Glory. I have been blessed by her.
Woundedness
I think we serve God best, when we are wounded, because that is how He served us. It is a spiritual gift of great signifigance. Wounded, but not for long.
I think we serve God best, when we are wounded, because that is how He served us. It is a spiritual gift of great signifigance. Wounded, but not for long.
The White Stone
A woman ponders a long, lost love. Tears fall in the night. Crying for a sign from Him. He comes and makes it right. God will always give us a sign, if we ask, then prepare to see.
A woman ponders a long, lost love. Tears fall in the night. Crying for a sign from Him. He comes and makes it right. God will always give us a sign, if we ask, then prepare to see.
What is It
Everytime I write, I wonder if it will be my last poem. I said that 100 poems ago. Last night as I was walking again, my God came to me. He touches me with words, then I write them for Him.
Everytime I write, I wonder if it will be my last poem. I said that 100 poems ago. Last night as I was walking again, my God came to me. He touches me with words, then I write them for Him.
I've Been There
My brother's wife died very suddenly with cancer, and I wrote this to try to let him know that Jesus knew exactly what he was feeling.
My brother's wife died very suddenly with cancer, and I wrote this to try to let him know that Jesus knew exactly what he was feeling.