Don’t blame God for your mistakes ~AUTHOR UNKNOWN~

Don’t blame God for your mistakes

~UNKNOWN~

the next time you stub your toe, don't blame God

the next time you hit your head, don't blame God

the next time you slip on the ice, don't blame God

the next time you break a bone, don't blame God

the next time you lose a friend because of a lie, don't blame God

the next time you get in a car wreck, don't blame God

the next time you lose your job, don't blame God

the next time someone hurts your feelings,

don't blame God

the next time you yell at someone out of anger,

don't blame God

the next time your partner leaves you for cheating,

don't blame God

the next time you lose a friend because of an obsession, don't blame God

the next time you fall off your bike, don't blame God

the next time you sprain your ankle, don't blame God

the next time a bug smacks you in the face,

don't blame God

the next time you say something stupid in front of a friend at a restaurant, don't blame God

the day God judges you, don't blame God for your mistakes!!

~UNKNOWN~

•*¨*•☆☆FOOTSTEPS IN THE DARK☆☆•*¨*•¸

Micah 7:8 "....when I sit in darkness, the LORD shall be a light unto me."

•*¨*•☆☆FOOTSTEPS IN THE DARK☆☆•*¨*•¸

~Unknown ~

I do not hear your footsteps

as you approach me sitting in silence

my eyes glazed, staring out the window

at the early morning newness.

I do not hear your footsteps

as a tear runs down my face

overwhelmed with oceans of emotion

as I whisper a prayer to you.

I do not hear your footsteps

as I lift my words to you

hoping with my heart and soul

that you will hear my desperate words.

I do not hear your footsteps

as I feel a comfort sweep through me

like a warm breeze in the spring

or a blanket wrapped around me in winter.

I do not hear your footsteps

as I begin to feel a strength

from deep within it grows

and I know I am not alone.

I do not hear your footsteps

but I feel your presence there

now knowing I'm not alone

I can feel your loving rush through me.

I do not hear your footsteps as I end my silent prayer

but, as I stand to face whatever the day will bring

I know that your footsteps will never walk the other way...

I had to write this after sitting at the kitchen table this morning. It was quiet. The hour was early and the world was still sleeping. I looked out the window and felt the need to pray. As I did, my eyes misted with tears and although frightened, I knew that I was not alone. I wrote this small poem/prayer to convey the feelings I had, but know that the words do not do it justice. I don't know if any ever will. It's my hope that when you are in need, you "hear" the silent footsteps of God, coming to your side and comforting you like a child. For that's what we all are, to me.

No matter what your age, we are children of God who will never be abandoned by our Father -- no matter what !

~unknown~

•*¨*•☆☆☆☆•*¨*•¸

" Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to an all-knowing God."

( Corrie ten Boom)

" WHILE WE WORRY ABOUT HOW FAST WE GROW, GOD IS CONCERNED ABOUT HOW STRONG WE GROW."

He can make something...by: Roger and Debbie Jones

He Can Make Something He can make something out of nothing
He’ll make something out of you
No matter where you’ve been
Or what the devil’s put you through
Just remember that the pearls
Are found in the deep, deep blue
He can make something out of nothing
He can make something out of you The woman at the well
Many Times she fell
To sin and to shame
Well the Lord knew where she’d been
But he Was still her friend
He offered her help just the same
He’s not looking for a gem
He wants one made by him
So don’t worry about where you’ve been
Just bring your broken heart
And all the shattered parts
And he’ll put them together again He can make something out of nothing
He’ll make something out of you
No matter where you’ve been
Or what the devil’s put you through
Just remember that the pearls
Are found in the deep, deep blue
He can make something out of nothing
He can make something out of you He framed this old world
He gave It a whirl
With just his spoken word
If you think he needed help
He did it By himself
He created everything
Now if you think he’ll have trouble with you
Just wait till God gets through
He’ll make you a jewel
A precious Gem
One that is made by him.
He can make something out of nothing He’ll make something out of you
No matter where you’ve been
Or what the devil’s put you through
Just remember that the pearls
Are found in the deep, deep blue
He can make something out of nothing
He can make something out of you
Written By:
Roger and Debbie Jones

We can never Justify Gossip!

We can never Justify Gossip!!
★★Gossip Poem★★

Author unknown

(Author unknown)★My name is Gossip.
★I am a direct descendant of the father of lies.
  ★ I have no respect for justice.
  ★ I maim without killing.
  ★ I break hearts and ruin lives.
  ★ I am cunning and malicious and I gather strength with age.
  ★ The more I am quoted, the more I am believed.
  ★ My victims are helpless.
  ★ They cannot protect themselves against me because I have no name and no face.
  ★ To track me down is impossible. The harder you try, the more elusive I become.
  ★ I am nobody's friend.
  ★ Once I tarnish a reputation, it is never the same.
  ★ I topple governments and wreck marriages.
  ★ I ruin careers and cause sleepless nights, heartaches, and indigestion.
  ★ I make innocent people cry in their pillows.
  ★ I make headlines and headaches.
  ★ Even my name hisses. I am called Gossip.
So.........
Before you repeat a story, ask yourself:
  ★ ★ Is it true?
  ★ ★ Is it harmless?
  ★ ★ Is it necessary?
  ★ ★ If it isn’t, why repeat it?

★CLEANING HOUSE★~author unknown~

★CLEANING HOUSE FOR 2011★
*°•.✫Last Week I threw out Worrying,
it was getting old and in the way.
It kept me from being me;
I couldn't do things God's way.
I threw out a book on MY PAST
( Didn't have time to read it anyway).
*°•.✫Replaced it with NEW GOALS, started reading it today

*°•.✫I threw out hate and bad memories,
( Remember how I treasured them so)?
Got me a NEW PHILOSOPHY too,
threw out the one from long ago.
Brought in some new books too,
called I CAN, I WILL, AND I MUST.

*°•.✫Threw out I might, I think and I ought .
WOW, you should've seen the dust.

*°•.✫I ran across an OLD FRIEND,
I hadn't talked to in a while .
His name is GOD the Father,
and I really like His style .
He helped me to do some clean ing
and added some things Himself.
Like PRAYER, HOPE, FAITH and LOVE,

*°•.✫Yes. .. I placed them right on the shelf .
I picked up this special thing and placed it at the front door. I FOUND IT- its called PEACE .
Nothing gets me down anymore.

*°•.✫Yes, I've got my house looking nice.
Looks good around the place .
For things like Worry and Trouble
there just isn't any space .

*°•.✫It's good to do a little house cleaning,
Get rid of the things on the shelf .
It sure makes things brighter;
Maybe you should TRY IT YOURSELF.
BE BLESSED AND BE A BLESSING TO SOMEONE ELSE! !!!

★May the Lord open the windows of heaven and pour
you out a blessing that you will not
have room enough to receive it all.
(Malachi 3:10.)

I believe in Miracles by Linda Sue Etling

~Jesus Christ is Lord & He loves you~

"I Believe in Miracles"
I believe in miracles
I believe in you
I believe in the miracles
of all you do
I believe you hold my hand
and I believe in your plan
I believe in miracles
the miracle of you

I believe in Miracles
I believe in love
I believe in Miracles
Sent from above
I believe in you Dear Lord
your all to me
I believe in your loving Grace
my hearts set free

I believe you see our need
And will show you care
I believe in miracles
of the faith we share!
I believe in Hope and dreams
When none seem near
I believe in miracles
Tis what calms all fear
Won't you see the miracles
He gives today
Oh turn your heart to Him
He' ll guide your way.
For He has a miracle
In life brand new
Please take your miracle
Oh He waits for you

Linda Sue Etling

GOD KEEPS IN TOUCH (A poem) By ~ Berry Purser Patten ~

"Forgetting what lay behind, and running the race that is set before us with patience"  

God keeps in Touch
(A poem)
God shows Himself a bit each day
To those who pause along the way,
To contemplate a budding rose
Or watch a river as it flows. He calms our fears and disbelief By resurrecting every leaf
When spring has come upon the land
And everyday is simply grand

He paints the sunrise day by day
To chase the darkest night away
Then hangs the stars when day is through
That we might have a wish come true

Sometimes it rains on our parade
And spoils the plans that we have made
But soon each storm shall pass us by
And there's a rainbow in the sky!
  God keeps in touch with those who seek
His fellowship throughout the week
For all who look shall surely see
His glory and his majesty!
  It's very strange how silent things .....all sing the father's praise The hills and trees, the skies and seas, ...shout forth His mighty ways. A sleeping babe, an empty grave ...are testimonies of The wonders of a Holy God, ...and His unfailing love. The buds that bloom, The stars and moon Proclaim His majesty. The silent things sing praise to God, in perfect harmony. By ~ Berry Purser Patten ~

What does Jesus Christ See?~A poem~Author unknown

WHAT DOES JESUS SEE ? (A poem...)

When Jesus looks upon my life,
What picture does He see.

Does He see His own reflection,
Or does He just see me.

Does He see His likeness,
The product of His hand.

Or just another Christian,
Who never took a stand.

Does He see a child of God,
A child that He set free.

Living life to honor Him,
Or does He just see me.

What about the other folks,
I meet along the way.

Do I show them Jesus,
To brighten up their day.

When someone looks into my eyes,
Can they truly see.

That calm and gentle peace of God,
That dwells inside of me.

When I reach out and shake a hand,
Is He right there in my grip.

Can they feel that strength from God,
That steadies when I slip.

When folks are in my presence,
Do they know His Spirit's there.

Can they see that He's the One,
Who guides me everywhere.

When other people think of me,
What is on their mind.

Do they think of Jesus Christ,
So gentle and so kind.

I try to be like Jesus,
Every single day.

Spreading love and kindness,
All along my way.

I'm afraid that I have failed,
I could not pass the test.

Deep inside my heart I know,
I haven't done my best.

I have had to fight my flesh,
Since the day that I was born.
It's always causing trouble,
And being such a thorn.

That's why His Spirit dwells in me,
He's helping me to learn.

In every situation,
Where I need to turn.

He knew I'd never pass the test,
That's why He took my place.

He gave His life to save my soul,
He suffered my disgrace.

Now I try to be like Him,
I must present Him well.

So other folks will want His gift,
And turn their backs on hell.

Other folks should see the joy,
That Christ has given me.

They should want to have it too,
Especially since it's free.

They should begin to ask me,
What is it they must do.

Just how it is they go about,
Getting Jesus, too.

Then I get to tell them,
This wondrous gift is free.

It only takes a humble heart,
A prayer on bended knee.

Someday when I'm face to face,
With the Lord who set me free.
Will He see His own reflection,
Or will He just see me... ~Unknown~

A PRAYER FOR THIS DAY Every day I need you Lord
But this day especially,
I need some extra strength
To face what ever is to be.

This day more than any day
I need to feel you near,
To fortify my courage
And to overcome my fear.

By myself, I cannot meet
The challenge of the hour,
There are times when humans help,
But we need a higher power

To assist us bear what must be borne,
and so dear Lord, I pray -
Hold on to my trembling hand
And be near me today...

Drinking From My Saucer (A poem)~Author unknown~

DRINKIN' FROM MY SAUCER

I've never made a fortune
And it's prob'ly too late now;
But I don't worry 'bout that much,
I'm happy anyhow!

And as I go along life's way
Reapin' better than I sowed.
I'm drinkin' from my saucer,
'Cause my cup has overflowed!

Haven't got a lot of riches,
And sometimes the going's tough;
But I've got loving ones around me,
And that makes me rich enough!

I thank God for His blessings
And the mercies He's bestowed.
I'm drinkin' from my saucer,
'Cause my cup has overflowed!

I 'member times when things went wrong,
My faith wore somewhat thin;
But all at once the dark clouds broke
And light peeped through again.

So, Lord, help me not to gripe
About tough rows I've hoed.
I'm drinkin' from my saucer,
'Cause my cup has overflowed!

If God gives me strength and courage
When the way grows steep and rough,
I'll not ask for other blessings;
I'm already blessed enough!

May I never be too busy
To help others bear their loads.
I'll keep drinkin' from my saucer,
'Cause my cup has overflowed!

Author: © Jimmy Dean