Showing posts with label crying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crying. Show all posts

Friday, March 18, 2011

ONE MAN'S STORY: Link to Midnight Reflections

. One day I checked out the above link and found this beautiful poem that was inspired by God to Jacqueline in the early hours of the morning. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Here it is: . By JSC June 23, 2008 .
Let me tell you a story that I promise is true;
it may seem familiar because it not very new.
It’s about a man beaten by this world’s awful games,
once proud and strong now full of sin and shame.
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The Devil had his fun; and started up a fight,
beating the man senseless, it was an awful sight.
He was left in a gutter to die, no use to anyone;
until that precious day when he met the risen Son.
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To that Hill called Calvary, this man just simply went;
to surrender his broken life, that seemed already spent.
Those burdens rolled off his back into the deep blue sea;
the chains and shackles were gone and he was set free.
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Then the Angels stopped and listened, with hearts so full of cheer.
Not a noise in heaven could be heard, as the music grew near.
A song broke forth that made the entire Heaven’s ring;
“Praise God, I’ve been redeemed,” the man began to sing.
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All at once the angels let out a victory shout.
They striked up the band, and danced all about;
'cause never will you hear any angel sing that song.
For only to the sinner saved by grace does it belong.
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Because Jesus paid a high price ever so long ago.
So He could take a blackened heart, make it white as snow,
then create a new man and give him a new start;
a new life, a clean soul and a joyful heart.
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But, the journey seem hard on the narrow way.
The man at first struggled and fell but, never would he stray.
He learned that the only way he could ever stand,
was on his knees and hold tight to Jesus’ mighty hand.
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When the dark night came and clouds hid the light,
the enemy came in; he felt he was loosing the fight.
Where did Jesus go? He use to be so near.
The man knew he shouldn’t be scared but oh how he feared.
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He felt he was walking through that Valley of Death,
wondering when he would draw his last and final breath.
This was to much to bear the burden was to great;
he knew he had to trust God but would this be his fate?
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Then silence fell, as the morning began to break;
the wounded soldier stirred then started to awake.
Where once he stood in that great battle’s heat,
he now stood with his enemies’ dead around his feet.
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The battle was too great, the night was oh so long;
but, there was only One who could ever be so strong,
To wipe out the enemies to make them all fall.
The One and Only, my All in All.
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In that great battle O’ how he had cried;
but, now his heart overflowed with joy inside.
On that battlefield where he barely had a chance,
now can be seen a man doing a grateful dance.
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For when you have the King of kings riding by your side,
you'll find the Greatest Warrior, being God your guide.
One thing's for sure and will always stay the same,
the enemy will always tremble at mention of His name,
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From mountaintops to valleys low, places he has gone,
from tragedies and miracles, yet the man journeyed on.
He did his duties faithful; he had a servant’s heart,
faithful in the little things he did his little part.
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So when death was coming to take this man away,
he hoped that he would hear Jesus simply say;
“Thou good and faithful servant, I must say well done.
You will rule with me and your life has just begun."
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So into the same arms that brought him out of sin,
those loving arms now welcome him in.
Once was a popper, now royalty, he's child of the King;
forever in heaven always to worship, praise and sing.
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But as I come to a close, this story now must end;
yet there is one last message that I promise I would send.
Remember this man, whos' life story I just shared.
Tell it to your family and friends for whom you care.
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Jesus is your Savior and your closest friend;
bread of Life, Almighty in whom you can depend,
the Alpha and Omega, Jehovah Lord of Hosts;
omnipresent Spirit, filling the universe we boast.
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Be faithful and true in all that you do
and no matter what, Jesus will never leave you.
Press towards the mark of heaven that’s above
and don’t forget to show neighborly love.
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So when death comes to take you away,
you will also hope to hear Jesus say,
“Thou good and faithful servant, I must say well done.
You will rule with me and your life has just begun.”
. ~It was Sunday night and the day had been awesome after 3 people received the gift of the Holy Ghost. It was after midnight , I was exhausted and I felt much peace. After listening to the song, Untitled Hymn by Chris Rice, I had thought it would be neat to put a short story behind the song, something that could be combined with the song. But the story poem took on a life of its own and the song soon forgotten. So I sat down at the computer to scribble it out. It was 5:30 that morning that I finally stopped, now to excited to sleep, I sat crying. It wasn’t my writing it was God’s work; I was just honored to get to type it out. ~

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

A WORLD OF COMPROMISE: Link to "The Master's Light" blog

The other day, I checked out John's Blog called "The Masters Light". Not only is he an excellent writer, but he also is an amazing photographer. Just click on the title to have a look at his photography and his writings.
The following post he wrote Aug. 25/10. Here it is . . .
. I wanted to share a post with you that I have written. God speaks to all of us as long as we will take time to listen. It seems more the rule than the exception that this occurs during the middle of the night for me. I was and still am very honored that Pastor Young read this to the congregation. I believe this with all of my heart. . We live in a world of compromise. A world that celebrates mediocrity. A world that idolizes those that most often deserve our praise least of all. Those that have been blessed with physical capabilities that are beyond what we could ever dream of, blessed with musical talent that astounds us, blessed with the ability to pretend they are someone that they are not, convincing us that who they portray is who they really are. Our world gives them more money than most of us could ever imagine having. Our world holds them in awe and reserves hand claps of praise for them and them alone. They are held up on pedestals and told how wonderful they are. They are given praise and adulation that previously was only given to those that truly made a positive difference in our world. In turn, they believe what they hear and see. They become, in their minds, wonderful and great. They then begin to espouse their political and life views on us. And the carnal world believes what they spew out and gives them credence. No matter how obscene, how misguided, they are given respect. Those people the world has chosen to honor and lift up are often times unfaithful, abusers of alcohol and illegal drugs, blasphemers, and unstable in various ways. I work in a carnal world. One that says that right is wrong and wrong is right. I walk down the isles at work and see displays of our world. Perversity's and aberrations are all around me. They proudly celebrate their homosexuality and lesbianism with rainbows of color. They openly voice their views. They tell me that Socialism and liberalism are the answer. They admonish me for having strong Christian beliefs. They display their peace, let’s all get along at all costs, and let us all coexist. But, they warn me not to openly display my beliefs or voice my opinions. One of the representatives of our union recently stood up in front of a group and encouraged us to be open and honest. This will make you feel better. She then proudly stated, I know it made me feel free and much better when I came out of the closet. Why in the world would she ever think that is something that most of us wanted to hear? We live in a world that once held those that truthfully reported the facts in our world with respect and admiration. A world that now allows not only white lies, but blatant fabrications of what really is happening. We live in a world that allows those that we vote for and elect to spin anything and everything in order to advance their political lives. They tell us what we want to hear and then move on to the next group and tell them the version of the truth they want to hear. Promises are made that they never had any intention of fulfilling. We live in a world that says that what a President does in the Oval Office is at their discretion. After all, it has no effect on how they actually do their job. Really? Immorality, lies, perversions have no reflection of how they are in all aspects of their lives? I grew up being proud to be an American. We stood for the truth. We helped those who were in need. We protected those who could not protect themselves. I cannot believe what I am seeing. Those that least deserve it are now leading us down a road of deception and destruction. We desperately want someone to lead us. To stand up for what is right. To be honest, forthright, true. To say it the way it is. To not listen to their advisors who are telling them what is politically correct. We want someone to stand up and be a true American. I now often find myself crying for our country. I see the things that once were great about our country quickly disintegrating and it breaks my heart. But I thank God we live in a world that is not of this world. We live in a world that does not compromise, that celebrates excellence, and reserves hand claps of praise for Jesus alone. I lived in the carnal world for 55 years of my life. I praised those that entertained me and spent endless hours watching and listening to them. I drank, I smoked, I cursed, but felt that I was still a good guy. After all I had a job and didn’t go around purposely hurting anyone. I wandered aimlessly in life. I always believed that I believed in God, but continued to do as I wished. But, deep in my heart I knew there was always something missing. There was a hole in me that I feared could never be filled. For over a year we were invited to the Rock (Church in Elk Grove California) . For over a year we would always find a reason not to come. Finally we said, ok, we will come, as long as you stop asking us. We drove up to the church. I looked at Robin and said this church is huge. Well, we will go in as promised, and then we won’t be bugged about coming again. But, then we walked in the doors. We were greeted by people that truly cared. It was clear they felt we had value. We walked into the sanctuary and there was a feeling that I could not explain. It just “felt right”. We then kept coming back. We knew that this is where we belonged. It felt and is right. You are leaders that lead. You tell the truth, you do not compromise. You encourage and celebrate excellence. You do not waiver in our beliefs one iota. The things that I find missing in my country’s leaders I find in you. I thank God on a continuous basis for what you stand for. There is never any doubt as to how you live your lives. There is no spinning of the truth or telling us what you think we want to here. If we aren’t doing what we need to be doing you clearly and emphatically tell us what is expected. You make me strong in my beliefs. You make me want to be a better man of God. I no longer have that hole in me. That feeling of emptiness has long been filled. I love you with all of my heart and cherish you. You are truly men and women of God and the epitome of what the bible tells us you should be. I now aspire to no longer compromise, to be anything but mediocre, and to send hand claps of praise to Jesus alone. John Redman I am thankful for the God fearing man and people at the fellowship I belong to. Here is a post I wrote about my pastor, Johnnie King:

http://cheryl-g.blogspot.com/2009/04/diet-of-gods-word-linked-to-and.html

If you want to hear some of Pastor Kings or others preaching, click here:
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Monday, March 7, 2011

WHY WOMEN CRY: Classic Mary Moments Blog Link

WHY WOMEN CRY:
A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" Because I'm a woman," she told him. "I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will." Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?" "All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say. The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?" God said:"When I made the woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly. And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed. "You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."
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