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December 5th, 2008

Poem : Take Time

take time to be holy

1. Take time to Work – It is the price of success.

2. Take time to Think – It is the source of power.

3. Take time to Play – It is the secret of youth.

4. Take time to Read your Bible- It is the foundation of knowledge and feeds the soul.

5. Take time to Worship – It is the highway of reverence and washes the dust of earth from our eyes.

6. Take time to Help and Enjoy Friends – It is the source of happiness.

7. Take time to Love – It is the one sacrament of life.

8. Take time to Dream – It hitches the soul to the stars.

9. Take time to Laugh – It is the singing that helps with life’s loads.

10. Take time to Pray: It rids us of our excess baggage.

11. Take time to Plan – It is the secret of being able to have time to take time for the first ten things.

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December 5th, 2008

Poem : It was The Night Jesus Came

It was The Night Jesus Came

It was the night Jesus came and all through the house,
not a person was praying, not one in the house.
The Bible was left on the shelf without care,
for no one thought Jesus would come there.

The children were dressing to crawl into bed,
not once ever kneeling or bowing their head.
And Mom in the rocking chair with baby on her lap,
was watching the Late Show as I took a nap.

When out of the east there rose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what’s the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutters and lifted the sash.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but Angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
The light of His face made me cover my head,
it was Jesus returning just like He’d said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.

In the Book of Life that in which he held in his hand,
was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as he searched for my name,
when He said “it is not here” I hung my head in shame.
The peoples who’s names had been written with love,
He gathered to take to his Father above.

With those who were ready He rose without a sound,
while all the others were left standing around.
I fell to my knees but it was too late,
I waited too long and thus sealed my fate.

I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight,
Oh, if only I’d know that this was the night.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear
The coming of Jesus is now drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call,
We’ll find out that the Bible was true after all……

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December 5th, 2008

Poem : Stairway to Heaven

Stairway to Heaven

Silky white clouds are all around
The blue of the sky that do surround
I step ever closer to reach my goal
No matter how steep or painfully slow
I look to the One who’s face I see
And to His promise, He’ll come back for me

As I travel this long, lengthy path
I look around for God’s holy wrath
It gets closer and closer to view
I’m now going down, my worries grew
Then I looked up to His glorious face
On the wings of God’s most spacious grace
And my journey has now, once again
Found those precious steps that do ascend

So many people from all parts of my life
From my mother to my brother and even my wife
Are walking these steps just hence to me
As I look at them, I fail to see
I’m now going down, away from my goal
It seems God’s grace has ceased to flow
As these steps were dropping so deep
My descent, I knew, would soon be complete
Until I looked up, to see Him afar

He sent me a bright, glistening star
To once again light my very way
And turn the night into a brilliant day
But with this path, so long and so steep
I can’t go any faster, even when I leap
So I’m resigned to move steady and slow
Believing each day His face will bestow

A means for direction that I must take
Living my life, simply, for Christ’s sake
I mustn’t worry about what’s all around
For those are only things, here on the ground
My eyes must be focused up there
For my path is laid, when that’s where I stare

—-  by: James Corwin

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