grace on a birch branch
a pair of silky redbreasts
among red buds of spring
no worry about tomorrow
for God feeds them today
and clothes them as kings

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                                                              ­      I dig deeper into your love,

Not knowing the deeper I go,


                                          The nearer I get to hell.





                           © Earl Jane
                             ♥ E.J.C.S.

His greatness, His glory
Hope for the wonder of
Jesus hears us when
We call His name

His mercy to find us
His joy overwhelming
With peace rejoicing
Jesus is all I need

No storm of life lasts
No worries take hold
Life can be bold
Jesus is all I need

His power if greater
He is the victory
Jesus is holding the power
Of His wonders and glory

His greatness to follow
His life is a promise
Of taking us home to
Live in heaven with Him

                  By:  Leona Chaput

I hear you, Jesus, I hear you
I know you call me by my name

I trust you Jesus, I love you, Jesus
You are the glory and hope

You are the answer this world
Is in need of

Trusting and looking boldly
With prayers to you, Jesus

Sufficient in every day
That I live

I hear you, Jesus
I long for you

I look up to Jesus
With faith and with pride

No other one is a power
To goodness and mercy

Walking in trust with Jesus
Confident of His arms holding me

       BY:  Leona Chaput

When Christ returns from the East 'twould be quite proper indeed that he call upon the mountains of North Carolina as the Holy Platform , Soco Falls most assuredly a replica of the Heavenly Gates , the surrounding colors of the Appalachian woodlands painted by the Angels themselves ..

Don't stress yourself thinking about the uncontrollable factors of your life...rather focus your energy on the controllables.You can't control every aspect of your life.Some things...you just gotta leave it in God's hands and pray that they turn out well.You can only control the efforts you put in and not the results.In everything you do,give your best and God will do the rest.If something is meant to happen it will happen.

Part I

Where flowers grow and sway
And where dew kisses their satin cheeks
Tall trees provide shade in the hot summertime
And breezes rustle the forest leaves.

Stars twinkle and wink at Night
Happily so merry and gay
And the Moon watches happily o'er
This beautiful enchanted place.

Coblestones provide such a lovely walkway
Leading to the pretty cottage
Where tall rosebushes climb
The trellis where at Night their buds unfurl.

Such beauty that *ONLY Jesus can create
And as I stand here gazing at the beauty of Nature
I think of the Holy Creator Who made this whole world
And I think of how Jesus smiles while looking at His creation.

**~Marian~

Isaiah 52:14 As many were astonied at Thee His visage was marred more than any man, and His form more than the sons of men.

Isaiah 53:2 For He shall grow up before Him as a tender plant and as a root out of dry ground; He hath no form nor comeliness and when we shall see Him there is no beauty that we should desire Him.
3 He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief, and we hid as it were our faces from Him; He was despised and we esteemed Him not.
4 Surely He hath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we did esteem Him stricken, smitten of God and afflicted.
5 But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed.
6 All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way and the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
7 He was oppressed and He was afflicted, yet He opened not His mouth; He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before his shearers is dumb so He opened not His mouth.

The sad thing is I barely cry anymore
Because my heart is so sore
It has nothing left to break
I wish I had something for you to take
But other things took that chance
before a man ever could have
This is what happens over and over
Yet, it doesn't make it easier
Sorry there's no sorrow leftover
But I'm not depressed
Just use to this distress
I cannot control my outer surroundings
But I can control what's in me
Maybe it's better I never uncover
Maybe it'll help me recover
I'm sorry I can not feel anymore
It's the last my heart has been torn.

My  Jesus , may  Thy love alone,
Guide me in  pilgrim way,
Let  earthly charms for e'er be gone,
Be  Thou my only stay.

Lord , purify my heart and mind,
That work of grace in me,
Teach  me from day to day to find,
Thy matchless love so free,

Thy  faithful Word gives life and light,
When  Satan's  darts assail,
Give me the needed inward might,
The  joy that will prevail.

A lasting hope of Zion above,
My vision make  Thou clear,
Oh!  Holy Spirit gentle Dove,
Lead Thou me safely there.

Beneath  Thy wings do shelter me,
My  hiding  place is  there,
When night be gone the  day  I see,
My anchor  is  secure.

A  crown  of  life  awaits  me there,
If  faithful  I shall  be.
And those  who  bear  the  cross  will share
Thy throne  eternally.

I am laying down all of my anxiety ,what's if, and anything else.
That shall cause me to lose trusting the one that knows everything.
I am going to allow him to use me to minster to everyone else.
For there I am sure people that hate the Christ within me now.
But I am going to love them anyway, because we all need God.
I am not going to run in fear because they hate my Savior Lord.
I am going to start making an stand, praying for them every day.
Because just because Someone hate God does not mean that they do not need our prayer.
Those are the ones that needs our prayer the very most here on the earth.