Many times we think that we are all alone with no hope. I am here to tell you that there is someone named Jesus who is so close that He like the little girl in the following story weeps over you and will care for you when all else around you seems to be crushing in. Call upon His name. JESUS! JESUS! JESUS! I knew of a friend who was so sick and her temperature raged on despite alcohol baths. All she could say was the name of Jesus. He came and touched her and she was healed. He will touch you like the rose in the story too no matter what weeds have come your way.
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BLOOD STAIN ON THE CROSS
When I sat down to play and sing for the moving of the Spirit on the nations as I had been directed this song came up in my being immediately and I believe it is of the Holy Spirit as I sing it for each nation called by name before the Lord
There’s a stain on the cross for each nation
it’s the blood price Christ paid for your land
The blood shed is for your salvation
And holes in His feet and His hands.
Christ died for the people of your nation
He was hanged on a tree for you
That you might receive life and salvation
There’s a stain on the cross for you.
A Daisy, An Angel, our Barbara
Hymn Titles By Occupation
My cousin Becky sent me this and I just could not resist sharing with all.
Dentist’s Hymn…………………..Crown Him with Many Crowns
Weatherman’s Hymn…………………There Shall Be Showers of Blessings
Contractor’s Hymn………………The Church’s One Foundation
The Tailor’s Hymn……………………..Holy, Holy, Holy
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Who Are These?
A Gift of God
God is so loving and kind. He wants all to know that he cares so much for them. As a prayer person, God had me pray for this beautiful teacher who had been trying for years and years to have a baby.
I would lift her name daily every morning to the Lord. The poem below did happen and Donna and I give God all the glory for her family.
While praying and walking a photo is shown.
A Mom holding a little girl and twin boys in a red wagon pose.
A picture, a picture, but only in the mind’s eye
given by the Lord
Pearls Before Breakfast
I recently read an article from the Washington Post by Gene Wingate that stirred a maelstrom within me prompting these thoughts to come forth. The title of the article is PEARLS BEFORE BREAKFAST and tells of an incident that occurred this summer in Washington DC. The situation had been planned and executed as a stunt perhaps, but nonetheless , as a marvelous example and lesson concerning human nature.
Study with Sara-A gift from A Talent
LOOK AT MY PIGS!


Wilma, one of our bloggers from Washington State made Piggy and Piglet and mailed to me. What beautiful, interesting, and funny little things.
I am just so amazed how God has given Wilma such an interesting and fun talent. She takes her talent and uses with a ‘God given gift of giving’ and gives to me. She gives as well to many many others.
I knew this was of God when it was a cold rainy day in Virginia and it sure was a good day to be encouraged. What made this even more interesting to me was the fact that another one of our bloggers had emailed me and told me to draw a pig and she would explain later.
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Caretaker Pam
I wrote this story for a friend of mine about ten years ago. I hope you can identify with the story in some way. She didn’t recognize the gift that she held in her hands. What a magnificent gift it is. Do you have a gift that you don’t recognize. Read about Pam’s and ask the Lord to reveal yours to you if you know it not.
Caring Pam had quite a problem. She thought she could do nothing quite as well as her friends. She could see all their gifts. Where was hers?
If she could she would have changed into Sara who was a whiz at math. That way she could rattle off the answers left and right. How proud she would be. Instead she questioned the Lord, “Where was I when you were handing out math ability?”
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Dance of Life
I bent low to the Lord
When I was but a child
I knew He was near
And I believed
Oh how I loved Jesus
I loved his handiwork as well
The flowers, trees, and me
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