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 Nov 2017
leona chaput
When I look at sunset beauty
I say here is Jesus
When I stare at mountains awesome
And the wonder that they are
I say here is Jesus
When an infant child is born
That's the beginning of hope in Jesus
Vast and great stars and galaxies
Shining endless in eternity
Reaching where no man could live
That's the greatness of Jesus
That's the power, the majesty
The witness of humanity
More than any man can say
But to behold and wonder
To rejoice and believe
In the meaning of the truth
We have in the holiness of Jesus

      By:  Leona Chaput
A blanket of cold white.
Covers the landscape.
As nature begins.
Her Winter sleep.
Beautiful white.
Snow.
White.
Clothing everything in sight.
Yet the sun still shines warm.
With light upon white.
Snow lit up.
Brilliant bright.
God above chose to create snow.
The colour white.
For He is good.
And washes my sin away.
Snowy white.
God above who is wrapped in Light.
Created light.
That we might not stumble in darkness.
For He created all things right.

A blanket of cold white.
Covers the landscape.
Beautiful white.
Snow.
White.
Light upon white.
Proclaiming the goodness of God.
Who does all things right.
Who does all things with Love.
Like Light.
Upon.
White.
Sunrise.
Pink, yellow, orange, and blue.
Lights up the sky.
With brilliant hue.
Glorious! Glorious!
Through her car window.
Then a deer...
So majestic.
With graceful legs and strong antlers.
Leaps across the plain.
By the side of the road.
So majestic.
So beautiful.
So triumphant.
Glorious!  Glorious!

She is reminded of Truth.
Which pours forth from her lips.
"I shall leap like a hart,
upon my high places.
I shall gallop like a deer,
upon every difficult hill.
Upon every difficult trial.
Yes!
I shall leap like the beautiful deer.
He showed me along my way.
With His Spirit within me.
I can claim victory."
 Sep 2017
SøułSurvivør
"It is a dreadful thing to
Fall into the hands
Of the Living God"

Hebrews 10:31

---

"When He rolls up His sleeves
He ain't just puttin' on the Ritz...

...our God is an Awesome God!

There is thunder in His footsteps
And lightning on His fist...

... our God is an Awesome God!"

And the Lord wasn't joking when
He kicked 'em out of Eden
It wasn't for no reason
That He shed His blood
His return is very close
And so you better
Be believing that...

... our God is an Awesome God!

from "Our God is an Awesome God"
by Rich Mullins

---

Is it happenstance
Or is it fate?
Does repentance
Come too late?
Is it check
Or our CHECKMATE?

Irma is a brutal force!
How will this monster
Run her course?
Is it hell, or is it heaven?
Wreaking havoc 9/11?

On the heels of Harvey's wake
Be astonished -
The earth will
shake
How much more
Can the U.S. take?
REPENT NOW, FOR
GOODNESS SAKE!

The world reels
The heavens shudder!
The earth will flood
The people stutter!

You worship creation
"Mother Nature"
But "she" can turn
To be a *HATER!


Who MADE the
Heavens and the earth?
Doesn't GOD deserve
ALL WORTH?
God's the One who
Writes the story...

Doesn't HE deserve

ALL GLORY?


He laid His life
Divine Preemption
Creation groans
For our redemption!

Can't you see
His love for you?
He's just and jealous!
You know it's TRUE!


His heart is GRIEVING!
Yet He yearns!
His love is passionate
In holiness BURNS!


On 9/11 we'll weep & mourn
Another tragedy is born!

Will we take
Another header
Saying we will
"Come Back Better"?

Our pride is great!
It's overweening!
We'll come a cropper!
We'll be BLEEDING!

WHY IS IT WE CAN'T JUST SAY
GOD'S IN CHARGE!
HE'LL HAVE HIS WAY!


When Irma hits -
Gouges! SLASHES!

We'd best REPENT IN
SACKCLOTH & ASHES!



SøułSurvivør
(C) 9/8/2017
"Be appalled at this, you heavens,
And shudder with great horror,"
Declares the LORD, "my people have
committed two sins:
They have forsaken Me,
The spring of living water
And have dug their own cisterns,
Broken cisterns that
Cannot hold water."

Jeremiah 2:12,13

"If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sins and will heal their land."

2 Chronicles 7:14

When Nineveh heard Jonah
Preach their destruction, they
Repented in SACKCLOTH and ASHES.
From the King on down to the
Lowest slave.
That's what it will take this time.
God warned us on 9/11.

THIS COULD BE JUDGEMENT DAY.

He could have MERCY on us
BUT WE MUST NOT LONGER
BE PROUD & REBELLIOUS!

IT'S TIME TO
WAKE UP & SMELL
YOUR BREAKFAST BURNING!
 Aug 2017
Cherisse Unger
Real picture of God
What I see
Is a creator of so
Many beautiful things.

The real picture of God
Fills my heart up
With tears

To know that others
Out there find it funny
To mock and destroy
What God has placed
And made for our life's

When I see others
That are not of
The holy one

It hurts my heart
It hurts my eyes
And it especially
Hurts my mind

God gave us life
And he can remove
Us  from life
At anytime
That he really wants

Cherish the moments
And the others that
Surround your life today

Because tomorrow
It might be all taken away

Amen...
©Cherisse Powers
01\04\16'
 Aug 2017
Stu Harley
enchanted
sleeping
Willows
bow their
heads
to say
thank you, Lord
for
our
daily bread
The beauty of nature.
God's perfect creation.
Calls to every weary traveller.
Upon life's broken road.
Every man.
Every woman.
Every child.
Come.
Come.
And rest.
Unburden your heavy load.
Come.
Come.
And rest.

Nature's call.
Is the Call.
Of God.
"Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest."--Matt. 11:28, Holy Bible
Sunlight and raindrops
upon
new green leaves.
Pale pink blossoms.
Wave in the breeze.
Birds sing sweetly
in the trees.
Tulips and daffodils,
so colourful and bright.
Drink in.
The sun's
warm light.
This...
is beauty.
This...
is peace.
This...
is
the moment.
Mother mallard.
Keeps watch.
Over her almost grown young.
At rest.
But then,
after a time,
she waddles away from them.
And goes for a swim.
In the peaceful pond.
She has no worry.
No fear for her young.
She somehow knows.
That their Creator.
Is watching over them.
She somehow knows.
That they are in His hands.


"Yes, Lord, I'm listening."
Ever glorious is our God, the One,
Who imagined and birthed the universe,
of planets, stars, black holes, dust
and these silly, clay dolls filled…
with His natural, Life-giving breath;

who would discern that His delight,
was to play into the mud, getting
His hands ***** with some earth?
Or that the roadway to Him, is
driven with the vehicle of Death.

Ever glorious is our God, the One
Who is shrouded in the mystery of
Love’s embodiment; secure of Himself,
He allowed the goodness of creation
to be tainted by the ugliness of sin;

despite the bad decisions of Man,
His divine forgiveness and sacrifice
were offered without any hesitation;
and now we’re faced with the choice
that allows us… to humbly enter in.
Inspired by:
Rom 11:36; Psa 72:19; Gen 3;
John 3:16; Deu 30:19; Rev 14:7

Author, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
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 Jul 2017
Austin Bauer
When I see
the five robins on the lawn,
and hear the beauty of their song
I'm filled with wonder.
I'm reminded of the detailed
Zoas I learned about yesterday,
delicate rainbows
painted on each one.
I remember the crimson cliffs
You built in Zion,
and the white granite monoliths
You raised in Yosemite.

How can I not fear You,
shake and tremble
at Your word?
You are far more powerful
than anything I've experienced.
Much more dazzling
than anything I've seen.
Quiet summer night.
Sitting beneath the moon so bright.
Grey-blue clouds slowly dance.
Over the lesser light.
Trees in silhouette black.
No wind in sight.

Quiet beauty.
Quiet heart.
Quiet summer night.

Quiet Presence.
Of God.

Quiet Love.

Quiet.
Awe.
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