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To: LibreOuMort

“Only Grace.....”

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. . . . . . I am trying to prepare myself.

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“Grace will lead me home.” — (John Newton)

“The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.”

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“A Well Of Joy” ( — phrase by Joel Osteen)

There is a well of joy in you,
An ocean in your blood.
Be glad for this component,
The rest of you is mud.

Deep down inside your spirit,
A depth of strength and love,
Wells up to bring the zest to life,
A gift from up above.

When parched by circumstances,
Or reeling from a blow,
Tap into depths of energy,
Unlimited below.

The lifting of this resource,
Will lift you up as well,
To slake your thirst for happiness,
In places that you dwell.

The desert land of loneliness,
The mountains of despair,
Are quite improved by tiny sips,
Of nectar you can share.

Just reach inside your spirit,
The recipe is this,
When desolation comes to call,
Give it a sloppy kiss!

NicknamedBob . . . July 8, 2007

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“Grace will lead me home.” — (John Newton)

“Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.”

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But Today

I’m worried about next week,
When some debts are coming due,
And concerns about my family’s health,
Are constantly in view.

But today, the sun is shining,
And my heart is quite at peace,
For the moment, at this instance,
I’m not looking for surcease.

I have some years behind me,
And more yet still ahead,
But on the whole they pleased me,
More than filling me with dread.

For today, the birds spread wings of joy,
To embrace the world “this much”,
Just as do I, in reaching out,
To keep my heart in touch.

In the distant future, when I as memory,
Will haunt the hills and hollows,
Of a changed vicinity,
Then my touch will be as follows:

Folk will be seeing rainbows,
Or singing birds in flight,
And sometimes thoughts of mine,
Will then intrude upon their sight.

For tomorrow will be coming,
While I wend another way,
And my focus will not be with things,
That may be coming, but today.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . March 1, 2008


1,236 posted on 11/28/2011 6:20:53 PM PST by NicknamedBob (If God takes notes on what we think, then Night must be His source for ink.)
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To: NicknamedBob

Great food for thought and prayer, NNB.
Thank you....

One weary soul refreshed..


1,237 posted on 11/28/2011 7:16:05 PM PST by LibreOuMort (Give me liberty, or give me death! (Patrick Henry))
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