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Getting Rid of Stress

Who loves classical music these days? My six-granddaughter does. And Mozart is one of her favorite composers. She plays his music over and over again. The other day, she pulled my hand. “I love it. C’mon, Nana, let’s dance.” Dance? It’s not salsa, I thought. I smiled...

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The Victory

To Him, Whose way is perfect, I give thanks. To Him, Whose Word is flawless, I give thanks. Seeking refuge, we find God to be our shield. The enemy will be subdued, and by God's power, shall yield. It is God Who arms us with His strength, whenever the battles rage and...

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Living Water

Oh, the living waters, those waters so precious and dear! They bring such refreshment, to those who are walking near. Give me a drink of that water, of which I pray I never thirst! The water which flows from the Rock, the water of which my life is purged. Let me walk...

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  Humility A Poem  

Jesus, it's hard for me to put me on the shelf. To be honest, I do enjoy talking about myself.   I do some very interesting things, you know. And, after all, others even tell me so! Still, I have this disturbing feeling that I really need to grow! And then, you...

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  I am no Poet A Poem  

I am no poet. I know it.   Words written down Without a sound.   Smile as I write Trying with all my might.   To show all His Truth. To share His love. From God above.   Easy in many ways, Unlike a maze.   Simple for all Listen to His call.   Just open your heart....

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  America I Love You A Poem  

America, my native land, I pledge my love for you,you are the shining city on a hill, such stories good and true.You’ve provided a safe haven for those who sought your shores,freedom they had never known till they reached your open doors.You saved countless numbers,...

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  The Sweetest Name A Poem

Lord, your name is music to my ears, As sweet as drops of honey on my tongue, Just as fresh as the raindrops on a flower And as vibrant as the bright and morning sun. I will praise it to the world and to the heavens. I will shout it from the rooftops and the streets....

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  The Rising of the Son A Poem

I would love to have been there When Jesus rolled the stone away, So I could thank Him for our precious gift And for the sacrifice He made. How I'd liked to have been there When Mary saw the empty tomb. Her heart must have leaped with joy, After days of tears and...

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