Today we bring forth in our memory
Soldiers who have fought for this country.
The men and women who keep us free.
There is also another whom I depend upon
To help me live as a free person.
I am talking about God's precious Son.
He is the one I totally trust.
When I am surrounded by chaos and fuss,
I call upon the name of Jesus.
Daily I should give recognition
To the One who brought salvation
From sin and condemnation.
Today, Jesus, I remember you.
I will never be able to repay my dues
For your death, which gave me a life renewed.
Thank you.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Memorial Day
I am an American
To the innermost core of me.
And today I remember
The men and women who keep us free.
They served our country well,
Usually with great sacrifice,
Leaving behind family and friends,
While many gave their lives.
To these men and women I say thank you
For being willing to serve our country.
A country where I do what I choose,
A country where I am free to be me.
While I am waiting to go to heaven,
Until that day I no longer must roam,
I will do my best to follow Jesus
And call America home.
To the innermost core of me.
And today I remember
The men and women who keep us free.
They served our country well,
Usually with great sacrifice,
Leaving behind family and friends,
While many gave their lives.
To these men and women I say thank you
For being willing to serve our country.
A country where I do what I choose,
A country where I am free to be me.
While I am waiting to go to heaven,
Until that day I no longer must roam,
I will do my best to follow Jesus
And call America home.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
I Drink
I drink from the cup given to me,
The cup where life is not easy.
I drink from the cup of hard work, pain and sorrow,
From the cup where I worry about tomorrow.
I drink from the cup that causes me to frown,
From the cup that keeps knocking me down.
There is another cup, with something sweet.
There is another cup, that I'd like to keep.
It's the cup of mercy and grace.
It's the cup that can forgive my mistakes.
This cup is offered to me every day, every minute,
But all too often I reject everything that's in it.
I often drink from this cup only when life is too hard,
And I'm flat on my back with a broken heart.
Oh how sad it is that I don't drink from this cup every day,
The cup of sweetness where everything is God's way.
I should drink constantly from the cup dipped into the River of Life,
Constantly drink from the cup that filters out chaos and strife.
I should drink constantly from the cup offered to me,
So I can find true relief from the cup given to me.
The cup where life is not easy.
I drink from the cup of hard work, pain and sorrow,
From the cup where I worry about tomorrow.
I drink from the cup that causes me to frown,
From the cup that keeps knocking me down.
There is another cup, with something sweet.
There is another cup, that I'd like to keep.
It's the cup of mercy and grace.
It's the cup that can forgive my mistakes.
This cup is offered to me every day, every minute,
But all too often I reject everything that's in it.
I often drink from this cup only when life is too hard,
And I'm flat on my back with a broken heart.
Oh how sad it is that I don't drink from this cup every day,
The cup of sweetness where everything is God's way.
I should drink constantly from the cup dipped into the River of Life,
Constantly drink from the cup that filters out chaos and strife.
I should drink constantly from the cup offered to me,
So I can find true relief from the cup given to me.
The Top
The valley may be deep,
The mountain may be high,
But once you reach the top,
What a beautiful sight!
The mountain may be high,
But once you reach the top,
What a beautiful sight!
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