Love, it's a beautiful feeling when its
true, it's the reason I give my all to you
on this special day you're my...
inspiriation so I'm so dedicated to not
just this day but expressing my feelings towards you in
every way possible, some may think it's overrated but
that's probably because the love they "had" is out dated,
forsaken, ya see they can't relate to this, I still feel like it's
our first kiss when your lips touch mines, time is of the
essence and your pressence is what I still long for so all
of what I do for you on this special occasion is past
amazing, this moment in my mind in my heart is worth
saving, be my valentine for a lifetime not just this day but
the days where it feels like everything is crashing down,
be that sweet sound when everyone else around me is
bitter, this is more than a candle lit dinner a moment of
passion put on some Luther lets make this love last
forever...
THE GREAT RETURN
Once there was a man in Eden
Who saw and walked and talked with God
And once there was a day in Eden
When man fell and left the garden
Not just that, but the place of fellowship.
God saw man was now in sin
And so separated him from eternal life
He sent him out into the world
And sent him the law so he would be conscious
Of his fate and his grievous end.
But out of love God became man
And saw and walked and talked with men
And died so painfully to redeem all men
The murderers, liars and those lost in lust
To prepare them for the great return.
Bear in mind that this life is short
It is just a short period to be prepared
For one day we will all leave this world
And whether or not we end with Him
Depends on how prepared we are for Him.
So even as God would say
I pray you do as Jesus did
To think and speak and do the will
Of Him who would judge where you forever will be
On that day of the great return.
Who would think that one
Day on the Cross
Could redeem thy Soul
And make people sigh
That one day on the Cross
Would create a sacrilege
That on that day,
The Christ would die
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And He did
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And from eternity and On'
The loving touch of God
Would be a virtual certainty
In the name of brevity
And thusly so unto the Lord
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Yes, it was a new day
A new day to be had
- A -
Church for the advent people
And a resfit for the Soul
A chance for Restoration
Which would beset a New Nation
And make the whole thing whole
GF
Only
For my deliverance soulfully
Do I solemnly wait
That someday maybe
I too, may ascend
The Pearly Gates'
Of the Lord
How much long must I wait
To feel the innocence of his love
Sincerely, I say
I embold to never hesitate
-Fore-
With Him I can only say
Wait for it, Wait for it
How long must it take
Wait for it, wait for it
I wait so incessantly
His deliverance is swift
It's sure and it's final
Fore a day with the Lord
Deplicts' our finest hour
But still I say,
Wait for it, wait for it
And make no mistake
For it is a day of judgement
It is an very important date
GF
God astounds me how generous he has been in my life,
I thank him for the many beautiful sunrises and sunsets.
A multiplex God who is beyond compare,
I appreciate the many conservation walks amongst an exquisite nature.
The materialistic blessings day and night,
That enhance our complex lives.
I am thankful for the good and kind neighbours,
That appear each day and evening.
My relatives that are sacred and beautiful,
The many kindnesses and love and care.
I pray that God is always with us,
That he keep us safe and healthy, day and night.
I thank him for the many talents that we are allowed to appreciate,
That we may become enhanced and accomplished.
Thankful for the excellent education through the years,
Blessed to have been a teacher, Jesus my favorite role model.
Blessed with God's majesty, a royal kingdom,
Modelling futures, reverent Deity.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
This day has been one of the best,
the day before the Sabbath, today we did rest.
Yesterday my baby and I took a night out.
Playing jukebox music, pool and trying to not shout.
We spent our day and night out, with each other,
knowing our love is God given for us to be together.
As we grow in faith we humbly acknowledge,
to serve our Saviour, is something that is solid.
Not many out their have this love for the ages,
and our Saviour is teaching us to turn his pages.
We are bonded in life, as we study his revival,
the holy book that is called the Bible.
Happy all is ours day on this lovely morn,
It is a day where exciting dreams can be born,
A special celebration, kept kinda out of sight,
I happened to search for unique items to write,
And came across this unique but fun little holiday,
I send up my prayers to God that all is mine today.
April 8
All is ours day
Winter my favored companion at home,
I wait for the sun to rise in the morning,
Precious moments where I sip my cup of tea,
My delicous breakfast awaits.
The breakfast of eggs and toast and potatoes,
My day begins and continues,
A progressive day of learning,
My day with favorite companions.
I wait anxiously for spring to arrive,
The sound of the John Audubon Society,
Warm sunlight that melts the snow,
A step towards the welcoming of spring.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
A decade of the twenty-first century
Has already been spent and is gone.
Was it frittered away, unaware of the day
We need look back to see what we’ve done?
Have we thoughtlessly not stopped to thank Him
Every day for the rise of the sun,
For the days, the weeks, the months and the years,
A decade of working and fun?
We live in this world he made for us
Forgetting that it is all His.
Treat each blessed day before it slips away
As the wonderful gift that it is.
Joyce Johnson 1/2/11
I am still counting my blessings bestowed
To me from God above, naming them one
By one though He still surprises me each day in love.
It still surprises me day by day though none of His blessings
I deserve. He blesses me to be a blessing to others North South
East, West or from above.
I am still counting my blessings after all these years.
No coincidence, no luck, no narrow escape, no fate.
It’s all because of God’s grace and mercies, that drives away my fears.
Am counting my blessings, with no end in sight,
Counting every moment, morning, noon and night.
There’s always room for blessings, and counting will go on,
As long as life shall last I’ll count my blessings one by one.
Sunday has always been special through the years,
A day where we honour the Lord our God.
My favorite teacher Jesus,
Guiding the parents and children.
My favorite years with my church,
Teaching Sunday School with a friend.
The children learned the stories of the Bible,
Beautiful verses to guide them.
The church summer camp where we hiked through field and stream,
A love of nature guested,
Sing-a-longs and a dance, I choregraphed,
Parents visiting the campsite, maybe on a Sunday.
My favorite day at home with my parents and relatives,
A Sunday holiday where I became a teacher.
My married years with my husband and children,
Where Sunday was our favorite day together.
A day to read stories and have a picnic at our favorite Conservation Area,
We were off to visit grandma and grandpa.
Grandma's delicious home cooking guested,
Grandpa's wise ways guided us.
Sundays continue to be special through the years,
The kind pastor who preached a good sermon.
Singing with the church and the sounds of God's choir,
Sunday companions and friends.
What a blessed and beautiful day, Sunday,
God's miracle for us all.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
Atmospheric realm of space
Real dreams that prove that there is a here after
Each day is a recollection of heaven
Act a scene in a play, an earthly pleasure
Love that transcends to a heavenly home
Miracles that bless us each day and night
Be my favoured God as magnamous as you are
Eternally with us in kindness and good deeds
You are a fortress of faith and miracles
Omnipotent and respectful, revered
Near and yet far allowing us to reach a Godly destiny
Divine all while an earthly home
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
The daylight appears, bright and beautiful,
Night, dark with a glimmer of twilight in the distance.
Characters of divine nature,
Novelists of intrigue.
The day continues enamored by a neighbor of excellence,
Now and then blessing the day with friendship.
Foods that delight the soul,
To discover traditional old-fashioned values again.
Living in a time zone,
That is complex all the while simple.
Pioneers of retirement,
To be with those we care about and love.
Distant from friends we used to know,
Always reverent, tolerating the humanness.
A moment where you transcend beyond your limits,
And are praised and recognized.
Honourary days chosen by the Lord,
Blessings and praises.
Disappointments you don't comprehend,
A vision from heaven,
To be loved and exist in God's kingdom,
Sacred passages to be respected.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
A request to always be with the divine God,
Prayers to keep those we care about and love safe.
Really beautiful days that encompass God's miracles,
A passage comprehended well educationally.
Yesterdays' precious memories, stay with us always,
Excellent days and nights guided by the Lord.
Rhymes and reasons clarified constantly,
The conservation walks that guide us to nature.
Options to chose companions that are wise and kind,
The miracle continues day by day and night by night.
Health and happiness our favorite way of living,
Each person responsible and socially conscious.
Days where God appears through the images of nature,
I like the beauty of the sunlight in the morning.
Virtuous passages where learning is the highest honour,
I like civil and polite humans, regal with their manner.
Now mature and communicatively good,
Eternal wisdom and honour blessing us .
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
There was no freshly fallen snow,
no tinsel and no mistletoe,
but, there was a star with a magical glow,
the day the babe was born.
There were no party games to play,
no Santa with his jingling sleigh,
but, there were three kings from far away,
the day the babe was born.
There was only a lowly cattle shed,
only a manger made as a bed,
but, a bright shining angel stood at his head,
the day this babe was born.
Still, we celebrate his birth,
so that we can fill the earth
with peace and love and joy and mirth
thank god, that Christ was born.
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