The Weaver

The Weaver

My life is but a weaving.

Between my Lord and me,

I cannot choose the colors.

He worketh steadily.

Ofttimes he weaveth sorrow,

and I in foolish pride,

forget He sees the upper.

And I, the underside.

Not till the loom is silent.

And the shuttles cease to fly.

Shall God unroll the canvas,

and explain the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful,

in the Weaver's skillful hand.

As the threads of gold and silver,

in the pattern He has planned.

Corrie ten Boom

Valentine's Day With Jesus

Valentine's Day With Jesus

By: Marilyn Ferguson

Jesus does not send perfume

to linger in the air.

Instead He sends salvation, sweet

to show how much He cares.

He doesn't bring me candy hearts

in boxes of delight.

Instead He always lets me know

I'm precious in His sight.

He doesn't pass out pretty cards

trimmed in shades of red.

Instead He gave His life for me

His precious blood was shed.

He doesn't hand out fancy gifts

like we would send to mother.

Instead He sends a message clear

to always love each other.

He doesn't give me teddy bears

that whimper, "Please be mine."

Instead He gave His heart to me

I wear it all the time.

He doesn't give me roses, pink

for all the world to see.

Instead He gave eternal life

that's good enough for me.

The 17th Day of the 25 Days of Christmas

Well here is that poem that I meant to post yesterday. My cousin Marcy sent it to me the other day and ever since she sent it to me, I have now seen it three other times. Isn't that so strange when you never see or hear of something, then after you see or hear about it that one time you end up seeing or hearing about it a lot. Here is the link to the website were she got the poem from, click here.

Why JESUS Is Better Than Santa?

Santa lives at the North Pole...
JESUS is everywhere.

Santa rides in sleigh...
JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.

Santa comes but once a year...
JESUS is an ever present help.

Santa fills your stockings with goodies...
JESUS supplies all your needs.

Santa comes down your chimney uninvited...
JESUS stands at your door and knocks, and then enters your heart when invited.

You have to wait in line to see Santa...
JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.

Santa lets you sit on his lap...
JESUS lets you rest in His arms.

Santa doesn't know your name, all he can say is "Hi little boy or girl, what's your name?" ...
JESUS knew our name before we were born... Not only does He know our name, He knows our history and future and He even knows how many hairs are on our heads.

Santa has a belly like a bowl full of jelly...
JESUS has a heart full of love.

All Santa can offer is HO HO HO...
JESUS offers health, help and hope.

Santa says "You better not cry" ...
JESUS says "Cast all your cares on me for I care for you."

Santa's little helpers make toys...
JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts, repairs broken homes and builds mansions.

Santa may make you chuckle but...
JESUS gives you joy that is your strength.

While Santa puts gifts under your tree...
JESUS became our gift and died on a tree... The cross.

Put Christ back in Christmas...
JESUS Is Still The Reason For The Season!

The 6th Day of the 25 Days of Christmas

That Night

by: Christina Rosetti

That night when shepherds heard the song of angelic host caroling near;

A deaf man turned in slumbers spell and dreamed that he could hear.

That night when in the cattle stall slept mother and child in humble fold,

A cripple turned his twisted limbs and dreamed that he was whole.

That night when over the new born babe a tender mother rose to lean,

A loathsome leper smiled in sleep and dreamed that he was clean.

That night when to the mother's breast the little king was held secure,

A harlot slept a happy sleep and dreamed that she was pure.

That night when in the manger lay the Holy One who came to save,

A man turned in the sleep of death and dreamed there was no grave.

Remember Jesus is the Reason for the Season!

The 2nd Day of the 25 Days of Chirstmas

Christmas time can be a hard time of the year for some. Memories of loved ones who have passed come to our minds. I read this poem and if made me think of my loved ones.

Merry Christmas From Heaven

I know that Christmas Day is coming,

And you love this time of year.

I'll be spending it in Heaven,

So, there's no need to shed a tear.

I wish that I could tell you

What it's like in glory land.

With those who've come before me,

I'm teaching all the carols to the angel band.

I've got my gifts already

A new body free from pain.

That old leg brace that used to help me

I'll never need it again.

It will not be much longer

Until you can see it too.

Just remember that I love,

And am waiting here for you.

Until we meet together,

In this happy, blessed place.

And you talk about a Christmas,

Wait till you see HIM face to face!

Remember Jesus is the Reason for the Season!