Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. January 7-8-9, 2005

1-7-05 | JustAmy, St.Louie1, MamaBear, Billie

[JustAmy]

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[Victoria Delsoul]

You're silly, LOL.

Nighty night.

[Victoria Delsoul]

I should be going to bed, too. See you later, Amy

[JustAmy]

Nite, Victoria. See you tomorrow.

[The Mayor]

January 9, 2005

An Easy Yoke

Read: Matthew 11:25-30

Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me. —Matthew 11:29

Bible In One Year: Genesis 27-29

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A Sunday school teacher read Matthew 11:30 to the children in her class, and then asked: "Jesus said, 'My yoke is easy.' Who can tell me what a yoke is?" A boy raised his hand and replied, "A yoke is something they put on the necks of animals so they can help each other."

Then the teacher asked, "What is the yoke Jesus puts on us?" A quiet little girl raised her hand and said, "It is God putting His arm around us."

When Jesus came, He offered an "easy" and "lighter" yoke compared to the yoke of the religious leaders (Matthew 11:30). They had placed "heavy burdens" of laws on the people (Matthew 23:4; Acts 15:10), which no one could possibly keep.

God knew we would never be able to measure up to His standards (Romans 3:23), so He sent Jesus to this earth. Jesus obeyed His Father's commands perfectly and bore the punishment of death for our sins. As we humble ourselves and recognize our need for forgiveness, Jesus comes alongside us. He places His yoke on us, freeing us from guilt and giving us His power to live a life that's pleasing to God.

Are you in need of Jesus' help? He says, "Come to Me . . . . Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me" (Matthew 11:28-29). He longs to put His arm around you. —Anne Cetas

Heavy is the load of guilt
That sinners have to bear;
Light and easy is the yoke
That Jesus wants to share. —D. De Haan

God's easy yoke does not fit on a stiff neck.

[The Mayor]

Thank You!

I'll be back after Church!

[tuliptree76]

God's easy yoke does not fit on a stiff neck.

Good morning, Mayor! That is a good saying. I hope you are having a happy Sunday. :-)

[Kudsman]

Good morning tulip. What kind of mischief ya got planned for today?

[tuliptree76]

What? Me? Mischief? Nah. ;-)

LOL! Actually, I get to work on my paper and start packing to go home.

[Kudsman]

What's your paper about?

[tuliptree76]

Trial court judges.

[Kudsman]

Interesting. Roy Bean in there? Good luck, I hope u get a great grade.

[tuliptree76]

LOL! I don't think he will be. I have to go for a while. I'll be back later.

[Kudsman]

Ok. C-ya. I off too.

[JustAmy]

1-9-05
Graphic by Billie

Gazing At Roses

I gaze sadly at the rose petals....for they will soon be gone,
Leaving only stark and ragged stems
As loveliness they shed.
What use have I of thorns.....I will quickly thrust aside,
With nothing more of softness to fondle
No beauty will I find.

I forget that thorns have value.....protection from attack,
For with only thoughts of deepest grief
I want to turn my back.
I do not want the sad things.....for they speak of fading wood,
And I become so melancholy
Cease feeling as I should.

I prefer to find a beautiful rose,.....as that will always please,
A rose will bring me sweet perfume
All delight appease.
Take away the thorns in life.....for they bring the deepest pain,
Afflicting my heart with sorrow
Of such bitter rain.

Let me, but dance with joy....along a rose strewn path,
With only happiness around me
So I will always laugh.
But, then I saw my Saviour.....crowned with cruel thorn,
I had to look again at Him
Bleeding, cruelly torn.

His loving eyes were sad.....tears running down His cheek,
Right into His heart
The thorns were piercing deep.
Jesus wore that crown of thorns.....so I may know His love,
How can I but thank God for their curse
For my life to bloom above.

Give me understanding Lord.....to grasp roses by the thorn
For they drive me close to you
Where my heart can be re-born.
It is only through the raining tears.....I see true wonder of new life,
Your promise in the pain
That it is only thorns
that cause a rose to grow.

~Derry's Heart Poems~

[MeekOneGOP]

Mornin', everybody ! Happy Sunday!

57 degrees, and supposedly heading for 67 today.

[international american]

Good morning you two.

[international american]

Happy Sunday! Thought I would greet everybody before I float out to sea:)

[MeekOneGOP]

:^D

[The Mayor]

Just got home from Church, all is well..

[JustAmy]

It looks to be a nice day in Dallas. We are not expecting any high winds today so hopefully the large trees will keep their roots firmly in the ground.

Hope you are having a wonderful Sunday, Meekie.