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June 2016

THE HOLY SPIRIT

*The Holy Spirit imparts hope— Romans 15:13 Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost. Galatians 5:3 For I testify again to every man that is circumcised, that he is a debtor to do the whole law.4 Christ is become of no effect unto you, whosoever of you are justified by the law; ye are fallen from grace.5 For we through the Spirit wait for the hope of righteousness by...

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Pain!

I may say, pain, pain go away, but it looks like, it is here to stay; so what can I do? I can go, into my closet, and pray, pray, pray!

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GOD IS NEAR

God is near, as I walk in the forest green, and when I sit by waters clear, and I sense His presence, when I view the white tailed deer. I enjoy His presence in the morning still, while walking through a beautiful garden, seeing the lily and the golden daffodil. I know He is with me, while I am walking in a deep valley, or climbing very steep hills. I feel His warmth in the sunshine, and His freshness in the rain, and His gracious hand of mercy, while I am living with my pain. I feel...

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Heavenly Father

Heavenly Father, I love you, I give you praise, in the Morning, at Noon day, in the Evening hours, and all my days. Heavenly Father, I love you, I sing words of praise, in the Morning, at Noon day, in the Evening hours, and all my days. Heavenly Father, I love you, I will share, Your words, in the Morning, at Noon day, in the Evening hours, and all my days. ~ Winston Staples

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FIFTY YEARS

FIFTY YEARS Looking back, reflecting on my past, wondering how, fifty years passed so fast. Seems like yesterday, when I was twenty-five, so young, starting a wonderful, precious family, so happy, so much alive. Then quickly, as a wink, an accident took place, Pain rushed in, like the blackness of sin. This old body, has pained ever since, that frightful day, when parts of a rim, struck me under the eye, I didn't laugh, I didn't cry. Praise the Lord, He was...

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Sounds

SOUNDS I love the sound, of the morning dove, when he calls his mate in love; I love the sound, of the distant loon, as he sings his mournful tune; I love the sound, of the gentle breeze, as it moves and rustles the leaves; I love the sound, of the falling rain, as it strikes against the window pane; I love the sound, of the babbling brook’ as I sit and dangle my hook; I love the sound, of the lullaby, as the mother soothes her child’s cry. I love the...

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