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The Lord God is worthy to be praised Strong and mighty for all of my days Lifted high above the earth He died so we could see what we're worth Jesus friend of sinners the lost and the shamed Jesus healer of our ills breaker of our chains Saved us by his mighty hand But we are sinking rapidly in shifting sand Full of compassion and rich is his love His kindness endures and mercy rains from above When we are lost and confused he carries us back In the pasture of the Lord there is nothing that we lack Green are the fields upon which we rest The pure spring water is simply the best The sun rises and bathes us with light We are precious in his sight He guides us through the valleys by his staff and rod In the darkness we will not fear for the shepherd is our God
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Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 7:38 PM UTC
Worthy To Be Praised
As I drifted off last evening, I had no idea I’d see you again. But there you were in my dream and it was wonderful to see you again my friend. You made your way through this celestial space to meet me at the roily water’s edge, And a smile came upon your face and it illuminated the skies. ….”and in the distance, I could hear Wolfgangs “Eine Kleine Nachtmusik” playing” “How are you John?” I asked. “I couldn’t be better Kurt because this Kingdom is so special” he replied. And we tarried there awhile and shared memories with one another, We reminisced of our childhood, growing up, and our happiest moments in life. ….“I felt as though something in my life had prepared me for this time with him” As the clouds sped above us, you told me how much you missed your wife and children, and how much you looked forward to helping them cross this river one day. More than anything I needed John's help with this question... "If you see my Mom, would you tell her I love her and that I miss her every day?” He assured me he would do his best to give her the message. …”And just then, a quote appeared and it read “the smallest deed is better than the greatest intention” And as I stood on one side of the river and you the other, I flashed John the live long and prosper gesture and he to me. He began playing one of my favorites on his Sax, and he disappeared into the clouds above me. I awoke, still hearing his parting words resonating in my head…. ….Don’t cry because I’m gone, smile because I live on”
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Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 3:50 PM UTC
A River Walk with John
As I drifted off last evening, I had no idea I’d see you again. But there you were in my dream and it was wonderful to see you again my friend. You made your way through this celestial space to meet me at the roily water’s edge, And a smile came upon your face and it illuminated the skies. ….”and in the distance, I could hear Wolfgangs “Eine Kleine Nachtmusik” playing” “How are you John?” I asked. “I couldn’t be better Kurt because this Kingdom is so special” he replied. And we tarried there awhile and shared memories with one another, We reminisced of our childhood, growing up, and our happiest moments in life. ….“I felt as though something in my life had prepared me for this time with him” As the clouds sped above us, you told me how much you missed your wife and children, and how much you looked forward to helping them cross this river one day. More than anything I needed John's help with this question... "If you see my Mom, would you tell her I love her and that I miss her every day?” He assured me he would do his best to give her the message. …”And just then, a quote appeared and it read “the smallest deed is better than the greatest intention” And as I stood on one side of the river and you the other, I flashed John the live long and prosper gesture and he to me. He began playing one of my favorites on his Sax, and he disappeared into the clouds above me. I awoke, still hearing his parting words resonating in my head…. ….Don’t cry because I’m gone, smile because I live on”
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I can’t explain this empty feeling, A heartache…..painfully revealing, The sad news of a loved one’s passing, A picture, a remembrance, Psalm 23 grasping. It’s in these fleeting moments we try to reconcile, Why we did or didn’t use time more worthwhile. I’m praying that serenity will fill your heart and mind, To triumph over this mournful time. K.E. Carman 12-OCT-2016
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Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 1:23 PM UTC
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