REFLECTIONS

Some say home is,

Where their story begins;

Others say,

It is where they hang their hat;

Others may say,
It is their favorite place to rest,
And others may say,
It is the place they dream about,
A place still to come,
A wonderful place called Heaven;
A place where Jesus came from,
To call and redeem the lost,
By giving us His life,
On Calvary's Old Rugged Cross.
He arose into Heaven after forty days.
That is the home I'm longing for,
To be with Jesus, my savior,
Forevermore!

Prayer

God Answers Prayer
I know not by what methods rare,
But this I know - God answers prayer.
I know not when He sends the word,
That tells us fervent prayer is heard.
I know it cometh soon or late;
Therefore, we need to pray and wait.
I know not if the blessing sought
Will come in just the guise I thought.
I leave my prayers with Him above,
Whose will is wiser than my own.

Dull Days

As I gaze,
over the hills today,
they are so dull,
they are so gray.
My heart,
begins to say,
please send snow,
to cover,
the grayness,
of this December day.

In life,
we have days like that,
dull and lifeless,
soiled by the world of doubt.
God has a Son,
He sent for all,
when they see Jesus,
and call upon His name,
from that day forward,
their life,
will never be the same.
Come,
let us ,
Praise His Holy name!

A WRITING

There was an old man,
who sat on a log,
taking a rest,
while walking his dog.
The snow flurries,
started fluttering down,
soon to put a white blanket,
to cover the cold ground.
High in an old maple tree,
a blue jay cries for rain,
and not for snow again.
Now with a pause,
and a sigh,
I thank God,
who watches us,
from His throne on high;
Thank you Father,
for sending your Son,
through His shed blood,
we have salvation,
and a victory won.

Sheltered

Through the pines, where soft breezes blow, through the pines, we see traces of snow, through the pines, where birds, build their nests, a doe and her fawn take rest. In His arms, we can safely go, in His arms, we find shelter, from the wild storms that blow; In His arms, we find sweet rest, gather strength, and are richly blessed.

Lynda Randle-With out Him

Lynda Randle-Through it all

When We All Get to Heaven sung by Lynda Randle with lyrics

"God Walks The Dark Hills" By Vestal Goodman (1998)

A Favorite Scripture passage!

Philippians 4

King James Version (KJV)

4 Therefore, my brethren dearly beloved and longed for, my joy and crown, so stand fast in the Lord, my dearly beloved.

2 I beseech Euodias, and beseech Syntyche, that they be of the same mind in the Lord.
3 And I intreat thee also, true yokefellow, help those women which laboured with me in the gospel, with Clement also, and with other my fellowlabourers, whose names are in the book of life.
4 Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice.
5 Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand.
6 Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
7 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
9 Those things, which ye have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.
10 But I rejoiced in the Lord greatly, that now at the last your care of me hath flourished again; wherein ye were also careful, but ye lacked opportunity.
11 Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.
12 I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound: every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need.
13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.
14 Notwithstanding ye have well done, that ye did communicate with my affliction.
15 Now ye Philippians know also, that in the beginning of the gospel, when I departed from Macedonia, no church communicated with me as concerning giving and receiving, but ye only.
16 For even in Thessalonica ye sent once and again unto my necessity.
17 Not because I desire a gift: but I desire fruit that may abound to your account.
18 But I have all, and abound: I am full, having received of Epaphroditus the things which were sent from you, an odour of a sweet smell, a sacrifice acceptable, wellpleasing to God.
19 But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.
20 Now unto God and our Father be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
21 Salute every saint in Christ Jesus. The brethren which are with me greet you.
22 All the saints salute you, chiefly they that are of Caesar's household.
23 The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.

Remembering

Last night as I glanced,
over the forest,
forest covered hills,
they were silent,
they were still.
The darkness,
was not far away,
the light was fading,
it was the end of day.
Many years have passed,
since I was a lad,
and I miss talking,
talking with mum and dad.
They have been departed,
for many years,
they are in Heaven,
a place of perfect rest,
a place with no pain or tears.
They followed Jesus,
when they were young,
He is the way to Heaven,
by His amazing grace,
the greatest message ever sung.
God loves you,
God loves me,
He sent Jesus,
to set us free,
so come walk with Jesus,
He leads us,
to a heavenly eternity.

Favorite Poems

THREE TREES

One morning,

The air was crisp and still,

I saw on the horizon,

Three trees standing on a hill.

The two trees on the sides,

Shorter than the center one;

How they stood out,

In the rising sun.

A refuge for the birds,

In the time of storms,

A nesting place,

So peaceful and warm.

Seeing these trees,

So majestic standing in a row,

Took my mind back,

Two thousand years or so,

To a place called Calvary,

Where three wooden crosses,

Stood out plainly in a row.

On the outside crosses,

Hung two guilty thieves,

On the center cross,

Hung the only Son of God;

He was dying for you and me.

Jesus, was bearing our sins,

So we could be set free.

—— Winston Staples ——

SONSHINE

O, what a beautiful morning,
O, what a blessing today,
God has sent His sunshine,
To warm up winter's last day.
O, what a beautiful morning,...
O, what a blessed day,
God has sent His SONSHINE,
To bare our sin away.