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Subject: Poetry Corner
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seastarr 24.06.08 - 07:42am
A place to share poetry that touches your heart. 
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gbopp 24.06.08 - 08:36am
The Praying hands, by Helen Stiener Rice.
The ''Praying Hands'' are much much more than just a work of art. They are the ''souls creation'' of a deeply thankful heart-
They are a Priceless Masterpiece that Love alone could paint, And they reveal the Selflessness of an unheralded saint-These hands so scarred and toilworn, tell the story of a man who sacrificed his talent in accordance with God's Plan-
For In God's Plan are many things man cannot understand, But we must trust His judgement and be guided by His hand-
Sometimes He asks us to give up our dreams of happiness, Sometimes we must forego our hopes of fortune and success, Not all of us can triumph or rise to heights of fame, And many times what should be ours, goes to another name- *
gbopp 24.06.08 - 08:44am
But he who makes a sacrifice, so another may succeed, is indeed a true disciple of our Blessed Saviour's Creed- For when we ''give ourselves away'' in sacrifice and love, We are ''Laying up rich treasures'' in God's Kingdom up above-
And hidden in gnarled, toilworn hands is the truest art of living, Achieved alone by those who learned the ''Victory of Giving'' For any sacrifice on earth, made in the Dear Lord's Name, Assures the giver of a Place in Heaven's Hall of Fame-
And who can say with certainty where the Greatest Talents Lies, or Who Will Be the Greatest In Our Heavenly Fathers Eyes! *
gbopp 24.06.08 - 08:57am
Teach us to Live God of Love, Forgive! forgive! Teach us how to truely live, Ask us not our race or creed, Just take us in our hour of need, And let us know You love us, too, And that we are apart of You... And some day may man realize that all the earth, the seas and skies belong to God who made us all, The rich, the poor, the great, the small, And in the Father's Holy Sight no man is yellow, black or white, And peace on earth cannot be found until we meet on common ground and every man becomes a brother who Worships God and loves each other. *
gbopp 26.06.08 - 01:54pm
*The Prodigal Son*
With riches and youth to squander the pleasure bent ''prodigal son'' Left the house of his Father in search of adventure
and fun-
And in reckless and riotous living
He wasted his youth and
his gold,
And stripped of his earthly possessions
He was hungry and friendless
and cold-
And thus he returned to his Father who met him with arms open wide
And cried, ''My son, you are welcome
And a banquet awaits you inside''...
Now this story is told to remind us
Not so much of a wandering son, But the unchanging love of the Father
Who gladly forgave all
he'd done-
And the message contained in
this story
Is a powerful, wonderful one,
For it shows our Father in heaven
Waits to welcome each prodigal son- *
gbopp 26.06.08 - 02:22pm
continued...
*The Prodigal Son*
And whatever have been our transgressions, God is waiting to welcome us back And restore us our place in His Kingdom and give us the joy that we lack....
So wander no longer in darkness,
Let not your return be delayed, For the door to God is wide open To welcome
''the sheep that have strayed.'' *
rider13 26.06.08 - 07:15pm
Loved that one gbopp! Thanks to you and to seastarr. 
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seastarr 27.06.08 - 12:54am
Holy Ghost Grocery Store
I was walking down life's highway a long, long time ago,
Suddenly, I saw a sign that read Holy Ghost Grocery Store.
As I got a little closer, the door came open wide,
Then before I knew what happened, I was standing inside.
I saw a host of angels, they were standing everywhere.
One handed me a basket and said, My child, shop with care.
Everything a Christian needed was in that grocery store.
All that you could carry, and you could return for more.
First I got some Patience. Love was in the same row,
Further down Understanding, you need that everywhere you go.
I got a box or two of Wisdom, a bag or two of Faith;
I couldn't miss the Holy Ghost, for He was all over the place.
I stopped to get some Strength and Courage, to help me run the race;
By then my basket was getting full, but I still needed some Grace.
I didn't forget Salvation, for Salvation was free.
So I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me.
Then I started up to the counter to pay my grocery bill.
For I thought I had eveything to do my Master's will.
But as I went up the aisle I saw Prayer and I put that in,
For I knew when I stepped outside, I would run right into sin.
Peace and Joy were plentiful, they were on the last shelf.
Songs and Praises were hanging near so I just helped myself.
Now finished, I said to the Angel, Just how much do I owe?
He replied, Please take these things no matter where you go.
At this I smiled and said, Really, how much do I owe?
He said, My child, your bill was paid a long, long time ago!
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seastarr 27.06.08 - 01:03am
Dear Lord
Lord, speak to me today, so I can face tomorrow.
Lord, cry me Holy tears, to drown my hidden sorrow.
Lord, walk with me today and be my friend in need.
Lord, put your hand in mine, I'll follow where you lead.
Lord, teach me how to praise, so proper praise is given.
Lord, show me how to live, so life can be worth livin'.
Lord, share with me your wisdom, so knowledge takes control.
Lord, share with me the mystery, that will satisfy the soul.
Lord, render to me your Spirit, that gentleness may show.
Lord, give me joy and peace, so goodness starts to flow.
Lord, lend to me your ear, the ear to many voices.
Lord, teach me right from wrong, so wrong don't make my choices.
Lord, take from me the bad, shine in me through and through.
Lord, give to me the good and make me more like you.
Lord, baptize me in Love, let your spirit live in me.
Lord, teach me to obey your words, be the servant I hope to be.
Lord, lift my spirit high, hold tightly on your grip.
Lord, teach my feet to walk, so they never ever slip.
Lord, take me home real soon, give my soul a final rest.
Lord, just to be with you, is the gift I think is best.
by Timothy Jon Barrett
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seastarr 27.06.08 - 01:06am
ETERNAL VOW
This vow to you God, I now undertake,
not only for me, but for everyones sake.
Stop running from you, the call that you placed,
stop drowning in pity, all the hardships I've faced.
To keep Your commands, in all that I do,
learn to look at each problem, through Your point of view.
Let You guide and direct me, although I don't see,
that the path You have chosen, has been mapped out for me.
When my strength turns to weakness, I'll cling unto You,
recharging my spirit, as You carry me through.
Turn my hate into love, show compassion to others,
give myself in their service, all my sisters and brothers.
To reach deep inside, for the man that You made,
let the 'old man' destruct, let his memories fade.
stop judging my brothers, from this self righteous mask,
leave the judging to you, and get on with the task.
Help unfortunate people, not as lucky as I,
the ones run through the ringer, then hung out to dry.
Give me hunger for souls, give me thirst for the spirit,
keep on shining Your light,drawing everyone near it.
I will stay in the Word, for it holds all the keys,
search for answers in prayer, search them down on my knees.
I surrender myself now, my will to be Yours,
to serve You forever, please open the doors.
This vow unto You, I seal with my heart,
thanks for hearing my prayer,thanks for doing Your part,-A-men.
Written by..Timothy Jon Barrett
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seastarr 28.06.08 - 02:57am
A Personal Psalm
I may drown, My Lord, as the waters of travail rise and
Encompass my neck,
Lap at my chin,
And lick at my lips.
I may look helplessly around, O God, seeing the destruction of
Tectonic ripples,
Rampaging movements of land,
And furious flooding waters.
And yet I tread, Almighty Savior, with Your ever-present gifts of
Impenetrable shelter,
Titanic strength,
And the absolute courage of Faith.
by Melissa Arnold
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gbopp 29.06.08 - 03:20pm
The Way of the Cross Leads
to God.
He carried the cross to Calvary, Carried its burden for you and me, There on the cross He was crucified and, because He suffered and bled and died,
We know that whatever ''our cross'' may bear,
It leads to God and Eternity...
For who can hope for a ''crown of stars''
Unless it is earned with suffering
and scars,
For how could we face the Living Lord and rightfully claim His promised reward if we have not carried our cross of care and tasted the cup of bitter despair...
Let those who yearn for the pleasure of Life,
And long to escape all suffering and strife,
Rush recklessly on to an ''empty goal''
With never a thought of spirit and soul... *
gbopp 29.06.08 - 03:31pm
But if you are searching to find the way,
To life everlasting and eternal day-
With faith in your heart take the path He trod,
For the way of the cross is the way to God *
seastarr 29.06.08 - 03:47pm
Amen. Good one bro gbopp *
gbopp 29.06.08 - 04:09pm
Only As a Child... ''Unless you become as children''
And love Me as
they do,
You cannot enter My Kingdom,
For the door is closed to you...
For Faith is the key to Heaven
And only God's children hold
the key that opens the gateway to that beautiful City of Gold...
For only a child yet unblemished
By the doctrines and theories of man is content
to Trust and
Love Jesus
Without understanding
His plan *
gbopp 29.06.08 - 04:21pm
Somebody Cares... Somebody cares and always will, The world forgets but God loves
you still,
You cannot go beyond His love No matter what your guilty of-
For God forgives until the end,
He is your faithful,
loyal friend,
And though you try to hide
your face
There is no shelter any place
That can escape His watchful eye,
For on the earth and in sky
He's ever present and always there
To take you in His tender care And binds the wounds and mend the breaks
When all the world around forsakes...
Somebody cares and loves you still And God is
the Someone
who always will... *
gbopp 29.06.08 - 04:48pm
God bless you seastarr 
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seastarr 2.07.08 - 04:52pm
God bless you bro gbopp! *
seastarr 3.07.08 - 10:19pm
Let Me Walk With You O Lord
Let me walk with You O Lord
to the s s of Galilee
Let me pray with You O Lord
in the garden at Gethsemane
Let me fall with You O Lord
on that Friday long ago
Let me weep with You O Lord
for the things they did not know
Let me help pick up Your cross O Lord
as did Simon the Cyrenian
Let me strap on Your sandals O Lord
and walk the places You have been
Let me stand by Your tomb O Lord
as You push away the stone
Let me rejoice for You O Lord
as You gloriously ascend back home *
rider13 4.07.08 - 01:11pm
Look Up! Look Up!(by Helen Dowd) *
rider13 4.07.08 - 01:12pm
Keep looking up. God knows our needs
He always hears our prayer
He understands our hurting soul.
Our God is always there.
Sometimes when we are hurting,
we feel like giving up.
We cry aloud in anguish.
Lord, Ive had about enough.
Please take me home! Im tired of life.
Im ready to give up!
But listen carefully and you will hear,
My child, look up. Look up!
Keep looking up. Look up! Look up!
I am beyond the sky.
Although you may not see me,
Im always standing by.
So when you are discouraged,
Remember, this, my Friend.
Keep looking up. Look up! Look up!
God is with you to the end.
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seastarr 6.07.08 - 01:14pm
Watch and Pray
Watch and pray
My Lord says to me
My heart He is directing
My eyes He opens to see
My ears He asks to listen
As my tears
Begin to glisten
In my mind
He brings pictures
Of destruction so unkind
A great storm has dimmed hope
Waters have covered many a home
And vast numbers are wondering how to cope
Lost they are wandering
Grasping at any straw
Only to find they are floundering
Their hope becoming ever distant
As good life and dreams
Seem to be gone in an instant
Where is God they query
As all they can see is disaster
And they grow ever more weary
Little do they know
Their hope they can regain
There is someone reaching out
Who by their side will remain
He is standing within reach
His wisdom and His ways
He lovingly desires to teach
He can rebuild a life
Raising up hope
And release from strife
The down trodden and fallen
Gently and tenderly
These lost ones He is callin
Come to Me, He is saying
Find shelter under My wings
Are the words He is relaying
And who is this wonder worker
So tenderly inviting?
He is Jesus Christ the Lord
The Creator of all life
Rejecting his call no one can afford
He promises many blessings
Rewards He has in abundance
Our sins we must be confessing
Opening the door to our heart
Humbly seeking life eternal
Which gracefully only He can impart
By: Ann Martin
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seastarr 8.07.08 - 01:11pm
At The Place Of Deep Humility
There is a place where few saints seldom go,
But of this soldiers of the cross ought to know
Of the secret place of deep humility.
There is a place that withers all pride,
And the soul has of itself naught to hide
Only at the place of deep humility.
This is a place where the saints must go,
To be washed in Christ's crimson flow,
Available at the place of deep humility.
How we stand in pride with all our sin?
How can we justify a wretched heart within?
Come kneel at the place of deep humility.
The Lord willingly shows His great mercy
To those who cry out in sincere humility
At the solemn place of deep humility.
Adam left his race broken and condemned,
But God His only Son to the cross did send,
To die in a place of deep humility.
To rescue our broken humanity.
by: Kenneth F. Bright, jr.
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