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Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Jesus for “The
Old Rugged Cross,”
For all You’ve give us ~ And for those we’ve
lost,
Thank You for staying and not walking away,
For hearing
our words as we pray,
Thank You for wearing the “Crown of
Thorns,”
For baring the pain ~ Our sins ~ You mourned,
Thank
You for the spikes in Your Feet and Hands,
For telling Your
Father ~ They don’t understand,
Thank Yous
~ Usually go unsaid,
Yet, You forgive ~ And love
instead,
Thank You
for the spear in Your side,
For the blood You spilt ~ When
crucified,
Thank You Jesus ~ For today and tomorrow,
For the
happiness now ~ And then for the sorrow.
Amen
Note:
I went and
read a medical review on a step by step detail of the crucifixion.
Then he, Dr. C. Truman Davis, told how each wound and the
crucifixion itself affected Jesus’ body. You can read his article by
clicking on this link:http://www.konnections.com/Kcundick/crucifix.html. The picture of Jesus also came from this
site.
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WINDOW OF THE
WORLD
Through this window pane I see,
A world
created for you and me,
A world with light and with dark,
A
world of lambs and of sharks,
A world with colors so rich and
true,
A world of warmth and fresh with dew,
A world that
offers for all to hold,
To someday walk on "Streets of
Gold,"
To hear the angels sing their songs,
To know in this
place there is no wrong,
To see Our Lord and sit at His
feet,
To pray with Him before we eat,
To listen to the words
He speaks,
This world is on higher peaks,
Through this window
pane I see,
A world created for you and me,
But if I look on
down this road,
A world called "Heaven" is ours to
hold.
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My God
Trying not to write what I
believe,
Only reporting what I see,
Yet, as events unfold
before my eyes,
My heart bleeds ~ My soul cries,
I always
thought that God was All,
To all believers ~ To all who
called,
Religions are different in worshipping terms,
But all
prayers went to a God confirmed,
As I watch this war play
out,
Is my God theirs? ~ “NO,“ I shout ~
To my God ~ Killing
is wrong,
They cheer and chant almost in song,
The Infidels ~
They must kill,
To enter Heaven ~ The Qur’an instills,
They
believe, truly they do,
That it’s okay to kill me and
you,
This war is different ~ A doctrine the foe,
Soldier
against soldier ~ It just isn’t so,
Car bombs a daily
routine,
Beheadings on national TV,
They also kill their very
own,
No sin committed ~ No sin to atone,
A people lost ~
Afraid to be free,
Rejecting a goodness ~ Refusing to see,
How
could our God be one in the same?
Believing everything that they
proclaim,
My God welcomes and forgives,
My God loves all who
lives,
My God is good ~ My God is just,
To My God I’ll Pray ~
In My God I’ll Trust.
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UNANSWERED QUESTIONS
As the dying pass
through time,
Leaving family and friends behind,
Questions of
“why” are quietly asked,
By those who work on burial tasks,
As
tears and prayers are being said,
A family’s main worry is for
their dead,
Are they alone ~ Are they afraid?
Do they know
where they are laid?
Are they cold ~ Do they feel trapped?
In
their coffin that is cement capped...
Then there are questions
that are not spoke,
For just the thought makes loved ones
choke,
Death is unknown ~ So there is fear,
What death is like
is very unclear,
Is there a Heaven ~ Is there a
hell?
Unanswered questions ~ An ominous farewell.
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Prayer
Here our
prayer of Thanks Dear Lord,
For this
food to make us strong,
For thy
care to make us good,
For thy
love to bring us joy,
In thy
name we pray.
Amen
Author - Dr. Isaac K.
Beckes
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