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Christmas, so full of life, and miracles, was found wanting this year.
A young mother sat by her daughter’s hospital bed, racked with tears.
Her daughter was sleeping way too still; her last breaths would soon come.
How could this happen to so beloved a child, she was way, too very, young.
Where was God’s wisdom, in taking a six year old, or her father as taken in war?
Church, friends, family, others, and her, had prayed till they could pray no more.
They’d ask for her: to walk in the sun, and play again, with family to hold her hand.
But her time was gone, like in an hourglass; the sand was almost, completely gone.
The mother was afraid to pray anymore… what could it accomplish any more?
What the disease hadn't taken, the cure had, nothing left, but for her soul, to soar.
But how could she hand her to the angels? Strangers had always frightened her child.
No, she sobbed, she’s way to young! Still she knew: life was never fair… or mild.
Where was God when you need him! Please don’t take her away! Her mind riled!
When suddenly, her daughter opened her eyes, and smiled her little, tired smile.
She whispered: Papa’s here… to hold my hand… He’s taking me… where I can play.
At that the fear receded… as she said she loved her… then watched her fade away.
Perhaps her prayers HAD been answered… She’d had her time with her, after all.
Now her Husband, would take her place… Perhaps it was his turn, to carry on.
Tears would still be shed… It was natural for that to happen, when this befalls.
But she knew her daughter now had everything, including The Great Father’s Love.
There are many types of Christmas magic, but as her time came to a close…
A mother’s love can’t be beat, except by God’s Love, for us all…
Here lies the best Grandfather,
One who was very considerate.
Remembering him as a child,
I would sit on his lap.
He was a rare person indeed.
He was a colonel in the Army.
Also superlative of a gentelman.
Here lies the best grandfather,
May he rest in peace.
A tribute to a wonderful friend who was taken from us by cancer.
She Had Wings
SHE HAD WINGS, SHE COULD LIFT US UP
WHEN OUR WORLD SEEMED TOO HEAVY
WINGS OF LOVE, ALWAYS OPEN WIDE
TO SOOTHE A WOUNDED SOUL
THOUGH SORROW FILLS OUR HEARTS, REJOICE THAT
GOD HAS FILLED HIS PROMISE
AND ANGELS HAVE A ROOM NEXT TO HIS THRONE
YOU SEE, SHE WAS NEVER OURS TO CALL OUR OWN
SHE HAD WINGS, AND NOW SHE’S FLYING HOME
Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.
My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...
While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?
Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…
Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?
Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.
Perhaps you feel like your
life is “spiraling down”
It’s as if everything’s come
“crashing to the ground”
Is your lie filled with
A lot of apprehension?
Just living day by bay
with a lot of tension?
Maybe you’re at a “low point”
and very “distraught.”
In life’s circumstances…
you feel trapped and caught.
If you feel confused…
Like you’re in a “trance…”
God’s word says to TRUST HIM,
in every circumstance!
God’s here to pick you up,\
when you stumble!
He’s always do it,
And never grumble!
If life’s dealt you a bad hand,
don’t try name it!
Jesus loves you so much!
It’s hard to explain it!
All of heaven invites you to
Invite Jesus as your lord!
An eternal life with him,
can be your great reward!
By Jim Pemberton
Where Will I Be Tomorrow?
Where will I be tomorrow?
That’s my question!
I continue traveling on…
Seeking my life's "mission."
There are many roads, and journeys to go on.
I’m trying to find out,
where I really belong.
There are many choices of what to do and see…
There's both good and bad
waiting for me!
But, there is a God who called out my name.
When I heard his voice...
To him, I came!
He gave me a promise!
A 100% guarantee!
He promised to forgive my sins,
that I may be free!
I will spend today and tomorrow with him!
I’m going to take time, and get to know him!
I'm here today! I don't know what
tomorrow will bring!
But I can trust Jesus!
To take care of everything!
Where will I go?
I know where I will be!
Spending time with my Lord!
By Jim Pemberton
I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!”
I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.”
Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.”
It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation.
He said what he wanted to, with no explanation!
I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes!
What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise.
He turned to drugs and encountered addictions.
With this brought much disease and afflictions!
He gave up on the wonderful family that was given.
And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’!
I told him about a God who loves him very deeply.
As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary.
I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power!
It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour!
The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body!
He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody!
The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away!
For the son of the living God, changed him this day!
The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection…
Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction!
He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement!
And is a different person now, because of that moment!
This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU!
Through the problems of life…
He will see you through!
By Jim Pemberton
Taking sides in discussions holily
About whether Uran used his willy
Means you're trapped in their game -
Either side is the same:
Cock distracts, cash departs, crowd stays silly.
The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand interprets important Slovenian affairs for the non-Slovene speaking world.
Are We Being Driven to God’s Elimination?
In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination.
It’s like we’re being driven to God’s elimination!
God is being “forced” from many institutions!
All in the name of this country’s constitution!
We’re told that God and this country must be “separated.”
Anything less is what many would call; “discriminated.”
Any forms of Godly virtues or values are “torn down.”
Any symbol of a cross, is often “removed from the town.”
It’s no wonder that this country’s in such a big mess!
And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed?
“What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?”
Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often “enjoyed.”
Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware!
His judgment is soon coming!
And will catch you unaware!
There’s will come a day! When God’s wrath you will endure!
The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure!
People may think that removing God is the “thing to do.”
Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as “a fool.”
Only God can fill the void in life and true love within!
Only he has the power to free your soul from sin!
The words; “in God we trust,” in our lives must be applied!
Everything we’ll ever need… God has supplied!
God is this country’s hope! It’s only true foundation!
We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation!
By Jim Pemberton
Martyr and Sacrifice
Hold my hand as we're guided through the crowds. Today will be the day we part.
I'll be the martyr, if it means watching growing lives from far above.
You'll be the sacrifice for their growing smiles. As we promised.
Today we'll separate, but our lives will have been for naught. We did as we must and in great stride. I'd tell you I was sorry if I wasn't smiling and crying tears of happiness.
I wish not to see you cringe in fear as they take me under the weeping tree. You will live, but sacrifice your life.
As they tie the noose to my neck I yell to the heavens a ever fleeting good-bye and a whisper I love you.
Now it's time to let go of my hand, my love. This is out last day together, for at dusk we part.
I'll be the martyr to all we held dear and what we believe in. I'll be watching the growing lives from above, even if I am forgotten.
You will be the Sacrifice for their grieving tears and emotional smiles.
As I gasp at the setting sun, and breathe my last, I shut my eyes and smile.
Oh, good-bye my love the sacrifice wept. I shall not forget this.