LITTLE THINGS

LITTLE THINGS

Too often we don’t realize what we have until it is gone;
Too often we wait too late to say “I’m sorry – I was wrong.”

Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones we hold dearest to our hearts;
And we allow foolish things to tear our lives apart.

Far too many times we let unimportant things into our minds;
And then it’s usually too late to see what made us blind.

So be sure that you let people know how much they mean to you;
Take that time to say the words before your time is through.

Be sure that you appreciate everything you’ve got;
And be thankful for the Little things in life that mean a lot.

(Author unknown)

THE LIE – A Poem

The King of Glory, Jesus Christ, does not dwell in inanimate objects.

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Isaiah 44:20 … Is there not a lie in my right hand?

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THE LIE

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The palm tree, lovely, regal, tall,

The sculpture, most beloved by all,

The chamber, made of finest gold,

Their beauty do our eyes behold.

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Majestic though they seem to be,

They cannot hear, nor can they see.

Inanimate, things not alive,

Is not where Jesus Christ abides.

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In bread and wine He won’t be found,

Although these teachings do abound.

The Serpent, as in days of old,

Deceives the many, scores untold.

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God’s Spirit dwells in man alone,

Not in an object made of stone,

Not in the lifeless things of earth,

But by His Spirit, the new birth.

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Cathy White 2019 ©

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Psalm 115:

4  Their idols are silver and gold, the work of men’s hands.

5 They have mouths, but they speak not: eyes have they, but they see not:

6 They have ears, but they hear not: noses have they, but they smell not:

7 They have hands, but they handle not: feet have they, but they walk not: neither speak they through their throat.

8 They that make them are like unto them; so is every one that trusteth in them.

Isaiah 44:9-20

 

A MOTHER’S PRAYER

A MOTHER’S PRAYER

A child, a gift from God above,

A child, to care for and to love,

Her days on earth have just begun,

Like morning dew and rising sun.

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Oh Lord, I give this child to Thee,

Her steps and life to oversee,

To guide and watch, and to her show,

The many blessings You bestow.

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Grant her Your wisdom from above,

Show her Your mercy and great love,

But most of all I ask of Thee,

Show her the Cross of Calvary.

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Open her heart while she’s still small,

To hear the beckon of Your call,

And when her earthly race is run,

To hear You say, “My child, well done”.

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The Bible tells us of two births,

One from above, one of this earth,

When all her days on earth are told,

I pray Your face she will behold.

Cathy White 2012 ©

John 3:6-7  That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit.  Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again.