[JustAmy]

5-2-04
Graphic by MamaBear

The Church

A little wood frame chapel,
Down a long dirt road.
To me was a Cathedral,
It was God’s abode.
No stained glass or carpet down,
Creaky wooden floors.
No organ or piano there,
No lock on the doors.
We sang because He listened,
Praises of His Name.
The Preacher preached with passion,
This was not a game.
No separating young and old,
We became one crowd.
We sang praises of His Love,
And we sang it loud.
Oh how I miss that tiny church,
So long ago and far.
But God is where you seek Him,
Even in your car.
So pray to Him, praise His Name,
Anywhere you go.
He’ll guide you through your lifetime,
Trust Him this I know.

Conspiracy Guy 4/30/4
aka DIF © 2003 or 2004

[JustAmy]

Not Bread Alone

If bread were only heat-baked dough
I think I would not like it so,

But it is earth and rain and sun
And furrows where the pheasants run.

Golden light of dawn is spread
On each slice of wheaten bread.

When I wield the sharpened knife
I have cut a slice of life.

by Don Blanding

[Conspiracy Guy]

It cleaned up good.

[JustAmy]

Thank you both for our beautiful Welcome this Sunday morning.

The graphic is lovely and the poem is perfect.

Thank you!!

[The Mayor]

Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved. —Romans 10:13

Now is the time to choose the Lord—later may never come.

[The Mayor]

May 2, 2004

So Near And Yet So Far

Read: Numbers 14:26-35

Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved. —Romans 10:13

Bible In One Year: 1 Kings 12-13; Luke 22:1-20

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Back in Canada's early days, pioneers were taking shelter in Fort Babine. When supplies were nearly exhausted, Victor Clark and a young guide left the fort and walked to the town of Hazelton to get food.

On their way back to the fort, snow began to fall. Soon the two travelers were chilled to the bone by a stinging wind and were unable to follow the trail in the darkness. Forced to stop, they built a fire and spent a miserable night. Then as light slowly dawned, they saw the fort with its warmth and comfort—only a few hundred yards away from where they had stopped. So near and yet so far!

The Israelites were at the very border of the Promised Land (Numbers 13). Caleb and Joshua, the two courageous spies, had brought back the lush foods of Canaan and encouraged the people to take possession of the land (vv.26,30). But the people doubted and condemned themselves to 40 years of wandering and death in the desert (14:28-30). They too were so near and yet so far away!

Have you heard many times about Jesus' love for you but remain uncommitted to Him? Are you near yet so far away? Choose now to cross over into the "promised land" of salvation found in Jesus. —Vernon Grounds

A Prayer
Dear Jesus, I admit that I am a sinner, and I ask for Your forgiveness.
I believe that You died and took my punishment.
I trust You as my Savior and Lord.

Now is the time to choose the Lord—later may never come.

[ST.LOUIE1]

Happy Sunday, (((((Sis)))))

Love the old church graphic.

When I was a kid we'd visit my grandparents (who lived in the foothills of Missouri) and there was a church in a neighboring town that looked like this one. : )

[Alamo-Girl]

Thank y'all so much for the beautiful poem and graphic!