Thanksgiving Prayer

“A Thanksgiving Prayer
Samuel F. Pugh
“O God, when I have food,
help me to remember the hungry;
When I have work,
help me to remember the jobless;
When I have a home,
help me to remember those who have no home at all;
When I am without pain,
help me to remember those who suffer,
And remembering,
help me to destroy my complacency;
bestir my compassion,
and be concerned enough to help;
By word and deed,
those who cry out for what we take for granted.”

I join Samuel F. Pugh in his prayers for Thanksgiving. I pray and remember especially the children and women of Darfur that are without their homes, food and care even at this very moment. I ask all of you to join with me in prayer for the ones that are hungry all over the world including our great nation, America.

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Horse Back Riding with Jesus

My name is Noah and I’m eight years old. Last night my family and I were eating pizza and I started thinking about Jesus. I told my family that after the rapture, we still need to pray for the people that are going to be left behind. Those people that are left behind are going to have a hard time for seven years because that mean antichrist is going to trick them. If they listen to that mean antichrist they won’t go to heaven. That mean antichrist will even kill people that love Jesus. I told my family after seven years Jesus is going to come back riding a really cool horse and he’s going to have lots of crowns on his head. I might even be able to ride a horse and go with him to fight that mean old devil. Then Jesus will battle that mean old devil and Jesus is going to win. After that the smallest angel will throw that mean old devil and antichrist into a pit. They won’t be able to hurtContinue reading “Horse Back Riding with Jesus”

My Father’s Rich You Know

Being that it is Thanksgiving I especially give thanks to a heavenly
Father who always has time to listen and who has surrounded me with so
many wonderful friends on the Daily Lily. I give thanks for parents
who were always there for us.

My Father’s rich you know and I’ll tell you why? He spends hours
playing softball with me. He shows me how to hold a bat. He yells,
Run Fast. See my Father takes time with me, because my
Father’s rich you know.
My Father spends hours during the summer at the river with me. He
throws me in and listens to me giggle with glee. He yells, Swim
and then yells, Let’s do it again.
My Father also shows me how to fish. He then has me put my own bait on
the hook and yells, You can do it. See my Father has time to
spend with me, because he’s rich you know.
My Father spends hours playing games (board games, cards, and bad
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Trumpet – The Big Green Turtle

Once upon a time, there lived a giant turtle. All the other turtles were very tiny and could move very quickly.

Trumpet, the big turtle, was so sad. He was so depressed.

“Why did God make me so big?” he asked. I can hardly move around in this immense jungle. The turtle cried out to God everyday to change him or his surroundings, but nothing happened.

The more depressed he became, the more he was made fun of by the other turtles. They called him a baby. “Hey,” they said, ” you may be big, but we tell you, you are a b-i-g baby. Stop all that whining and grow up.”

A wise, wise turtle saw how upset Trumpet was. He prayed and prayed. “Lord, how can I help Trumpet. What can I say to help him? Why did you make him so big?” The wise, wise turtle sat for a long time before the Lord. He heard from the Lord and then went to Trumpet.

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My son, God’s Son

Monday afternoon, my son, Nathaniel, was very adamant about going in the attic. I asked him what did he need in the attic. He said, “oh, I just need to get something.” No matter what I said, it was obvious that he was going to be persistent, about getting in the attic, so I allowed him to go. While in the attic, he noticed the Christmas stuff, and asked if we could put the Christmas tree up. Well, I explained that it is a little early for that, since we haven’t even had Thanksgiving yet, and he was agreeable. Yet, he continued to look around at the Christmas boxes, and noticed the little Nativity box. He said, “Oh, mama, can I put the Nativity scene out?” I thought to myself, “it is never too early to remember the baby Jesus’s birth.” I said, “Of course, you can!” He so excitedly brought it down out of the attic, and I aContinue reading “My son, God’s Son”

GOD STILL SPEAKS

This article was circulated in our men’s Bible study and I thought it was worth reflecting on:

A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had talked about listening to God and obeying the Lord’s voice. The young man couldn’t help but wonder, “Does God still speak to people?”

After the service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several of the group talked about how God had led them in different ways. It was about ten o’clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he began to pray, “God… If you still
speak to people, speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey.”

As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought: Stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, “God is that you?” He didn’t get a reply and started on toward home. But againContinue reading “GOD STILL SPEAKS”

Lighted Honeybees For The King

One day a small honeybee was sitting on a tiny flower. He was sucking in the sweet nectar of the flower. This day he was in the King’s garden. All the honeybees bragged that the King’s garden had the sweetest nectar and the prettiest flowers that they had ever seen. Thus, the nectar made from His flowers made the sweetest honey.

The honeybee would often sit and watch the King each day as He tenderly cared for each flower. He seemed to know just what to do to get rid of injurious things to the plant. He would once in a while pinch the biggest ones back. Surprisingly they grew back bigger and better with each plucking. The King tenderly caressed each flower and breathed in its sweet fragrance. Sometimes He was seen spending more time over one than another. He looked like He was praying for the flower. The flower always seemed to stand a little taller after such a touch from the King.

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