Gerald Staples: "“And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask any thing according to his will, he heareth us: And if we know that he hear us, whatsoever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of him.” 1 John 5:14-15 KJV"
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Wednesday, 2 May 2012
Saturday, 28 April 2012
The Proper Way
The proper way for a man to pray,
Said deacon Lemuel Keys,
The only proper attitude
Is down upon his knees.
No, I should say, the way to pray,
Said Reverend Doctor Wise,
Is standing with outstretched arms
And rapturous upturned eyes.
It seems to me his hands should be
Devoutly clasped in front,
With both thumbs pointing t'ward the ground
Said Reverend Doctor Blunt.
Last year I fell in Hodkins' well
Head first said Cyrus Brown,
With both my heels sticking up,
My head a pointing down.
And I made prayer right then and there,
Best prayer I ever said.
The prayerest prayer I ever prayed
Was standing on my head.
Said deacon Lemuel Keys,
The only proper attitude
Is down upon his knees.
No, I should say, the way to pray,
Said Reverend Doctor Wise,
Is standing with outstretched arms
And rapturous upturned eyes.
It seems to me his hands should be
Devoutly clasped in front,
With both thumbs pointing t'ward the ground
Said Reverend Doctor Blunt.
Last year I fell in Hodkins' well
Head first said Cyrus Brown,
With both my heels sticking up,
My head a pointing down.
And I made prayer right then and there,
Best prayer I ever said.
The prayerest prayer I ever prayed
Was standing on my head.
Friday, 27 April 2012
Friday, 20 April 2012
Today I jumped on my old Atv.,
to go out that old woods road'
to see what I could see.
I saw three grey squirrels,
chasing one another,
up an old pine tree.
I drove very slow,
not to scare white tailed deer,
and the ruffed grouse,
you know.
I wanted to visit,
my favorite place,
the place where,
where the red pine trees grow.
The place beside,
that old beaver dam,
where the soft breezes blow,
and off in the distance,
you hear,
the cawing of the crow.
Oh, how I love this place,
the place where the red pine trees grow.
to go out that old woods road'
to see what I could see.
I saw three grey squirrels,
chasing one another,
up an old pine tree.
I drove very slow,
not to scare white tailed deer,
and the ruffed grouse,
you know.
I wanted to visit,
my favorite place,
the place where,
where the red pine trees grow.
The place beside,
that old beaver dam,
where the soft breezes blow,
and off in the distance,
you hear,
the cawing of the crow.
Oh, how I love this place,
the place where the red pine trees grow.
Saturday, 31 March 2012
Friday, 16 March 2012
My Favorite Psalms
Psalm 145
1I will extol thee, my God, O king; and I will bless thy name for ever and ever.
2Every day will I bless thee; and I will praise thy name for ever and ever.
3Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised; and his greatness is unsearchable.
4One generation shall praise thy works to another, and shall declare thy mighty acts.
5I will speak of the glorious honour of thy majesty, and of thy wondrous works.
6And men shall speak of the might of thy terrible acts: and I will declare thy greatness.
7They shall abundantly utter the memory of thy great goodness, and shall sing of thy righteousness.
8The LORD is gracious, and full of compassion; slow to anger, and of great mercy.
9The LORD is good to all: and his tender mercies are over all his works.
10All thy works shall praise thee, O LORD; and thy saints shall bless thee.
11They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom, and talk of thy power;
12To make known to the sons of men his mighty acts, and the glorious majesty of his kingdom.
13Thy kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and thy dominion endureth throughout all generations.
14The LORD upholdeth all that fall, and raiseth up all those that be bowed down.
15The eyes of all wait upon thee; and thou givest them their meat in due season.
16Thou openest thine hand, and satisfiest the desire of every living thing.
17The LORD is righteous in all his ways, and holy in all his works.
18The LORD is nigh unto all them that call upon him, to all that call upon him in truth.
19He will fulfil the desire of them that fear him: he also will hear their cry, and will save them.
20The LORD preserveth all them that love him: but all the wicked will he destroy.
21My mouth shall speak the praise of the LORD: and let all flesh bless his holy name for ever and ever.
Thursday, 8 March 2012
Favorite Psalms
Here are two of my favorite Psalms, Psalms 23 and 121.
2My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.
3He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
4Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
5The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.
6The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
7The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
8The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
These are two great Psalms; I trust you will be blessed by reading them!
Psalm 23
1The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
Psalm 121
1I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.2My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.
3He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
4Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
5The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.
6The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
7The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
8The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
These are two great Psalms; I trust you will be blessed by reading them!
Friday, 2 March 2012
Jakeswords: It was such a beautiful morning, the sun was shini...
Jakeswords: It was such a beautiful morning, the sun was shini...: It was such a beautiful morning, the sun was shining bright, O so refreshing after a long sleepless night. My wife said, honey let's go fo...
It was such a beautiful morning, the sun was shining bright, O so refreshing after a long sleepless night. My wife said, honey let's go for a drive, it's such a lovely day. I said, wait until I crab my hat and we will be on our way. We drove up over the ridge all covered with maple and birch and down route 612, when we had to come to a stop and let ten beautiful deer cross the road. That made my day, getting out in the sun seeing God's great creation, all the beauty round about, made me want to sing and made me want to shout.
Friday, 24 February 2012
I am sitting looking out my window, watching three grey squirrels running to and fro, chasing each other up and down the trees, they look like their twitter- pated to me. Spring is just around the corner, so that may be so and now my ears pick up the sound, the sound of the cawing crow. The sun is peaking it bright and shinny face just above the horizon, bringing light and warmth to the snow and melting it to uncover spring's beauty that lies below. This old body don't enjoy winter anymore, I can not do the winter things that I could before. I want the warm days of spring to come and warm up the hills so I can go walking and enjoy spring's sights and smells!
Thursday, 16 February 2012
Observations!
I am watching,
two crows sitting on a limb,
their food supply,
must be small,
because they look very slim.
I see about a dozen chick-a-dees,
coming to the feeder,
flying to and fro.
Twelve pair of Mourning Doves,
lined on the wires in a row,
all waiting for the sunshine,
to melt away,
the winters snow.
two crows sitting on a limb,
their food supply,
must be small,
because they look very slim.
I see about a dozen chick-a-dees,
coming to the feeder,
flying to and fro.
Twelve pair of Mourning Doves,
lined on the wires in a row,
all waiting for the sunshine,
to melt away,
the winters snow.
Thursday, 9 February 2012
Favorite Poems
This is a poem I read today that I like very much, it is called "God Answers "and it goes like this:
God Answers
When we see the birds
All building barns for store,
It will then be time for worry,
And not before!
We know not what each day may bring,
But this we know, our hearts will sing,
For He who gives the days or years,
Has power to still our doubts and fears.
And if the way be dark or fair,
We will not doubt, God answers prayer.
Yes, God, who heeds the sparrow's fall,
Will always answer when we call.
--Mrs. Ollie C. Monroe--
God Answers
When we see the birds
All building barns for store,
It will then be time for worry,
And not before!
We know not what each day may bring,
But this we know, our hearts will sing,
For He who gives the days or years,
Has power to still our doubts and fears.
And if the way be dark or fair,
We will not doubt, God answers prayer.
Yes, God, who heeds the sparrow's fall,
Will always answer when we call.
--Mrs. Ollie C. Monroe--
Friday, 3 February 2012
Favorite Quotes on Forgiveness!
To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you. ~Lewis B. Smedes, "Forgiveness - The Power to Change the Past,"Christianity Today, 7 January 1983
Forgiveness is a funny thing. It warms the heart and cools the sting. ~William Arthur Ward
The man who forgives is far stronger than the man who fights. ~Nathan Croall
One thing you will probably remember well is any time you forgive and forget. ~Franklin P. Jones
Forgiveness is a funny thing. It warms the heart and cools the sting. ~William Arthur Ward
The man who forgives is far stronger than the man who fights. ~Nathan Croall
One thing you will probably remember well is any time you forgive and forget. ~Franklin P. Jones
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