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Soon

Soon       



             We spent many years together, growing up as family. 
      
             Then something happened and the Lord decided he needed me.

             You cried and screamed"Lord, how could you,just how could this be?"

             All the memories and emotions came alivewhen you took one last look 
 
             at me.

             I want to tell you, I watch you morning,night and noon.

             I am saving a place in heaven for you and we will be together soon.

             So put a smile on your face and daily run your race.

             When the tears start to come remember, we will be together soon.

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Riding the Storm

While riding the storm
We cuddle eachother
Just to be kept warm

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Atmosphere

Are you needing a shift in your atmosphere?
Unhappy with things and the way they appear?
Say a whisper to God he is always near.
You in his heart he holds very dear.
He changes the shadows again he will make things clear.
Changing your vision to see what he can see.
Making changes in your heart to be what you are capable of being.
He is your helper as you daily walk.
Making changes in your atmosphere.
He is the king of glory the writer of your life story.
Some days are sad, some days your are mad.
Other days you will seem overwhelmingly glad.
Each day as you meet life's challenge, he will be there to help keep it in balance.
With the invitation into your atmosphere invite him to be o so near.
The more he is there the more cheer is added into your atmosphere.

Angela Poppert

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What Lies Within

What lies within
What really matters is not the color of ones skin or what country a person lives within. Those things are trivial in the meaning of life. To fight over them is the meaning of strife. When you choose to be a friend, look not on what lies outward. Instead look deeper at what lies within. The caring, loving, gentleness a person truly carries is actually more important. Yes it is what lies within. Take time to look beyond ones color of skin, ones language they speak or where they begin. Look deeper at the heart of the matter to what lies within.For that is where you will find the precious gift of a friend. Offering your hand to one different than you. That is what truly says the meaning of you . Don't get caught up in the differences you face. We each are all different in our own little ways. For that is actually the beauty of the human race. So take time to focus on each one you meet. Find the beauty they carry from what lies within.
Angela Poppert

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How Could It Be

How can it be
To see the pain we caused and see you hang for us on a cross. How can it be?
Yet you look with love to see the ones who nailed you there.
For you to pay the price you did not cause. 
For all of us was such a gain.
You somehow gladly hung there and took our pain.
Its beyond understanding why this was your plan.
To save such unworthy creatures as man .
Yet you look still at us and call us friend.
How can it be? That in this plan you included me .
You took the time to look and see all of man and all of our need.
How can it be? That you chose even such to leave your glory.
Knowing way ahead of time we would hate,sin and cause you to the pain and end your life being so ugly.
The love you have is unreachable. Yes we question just how can it be ?
To give gifts so unbelievable and undeserved, no way to earn the gifts you so freely give. No way could there be a way to say we earned it. Yet you give it oh so free.
Unimaginable and yet so true. The love of you Jesus and the things for us you do. The only plan and way you made for us to live a life so new.
Incomprehensible it will always be to me. My question of the day is, How could it be
Angela Poppert

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Champion

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to truly be a champion?
To win the many wars this world so easily affords?
With the creator by our side it can not be denied.
He goes to battle for you, his character is truth.
Taking us tightly by the hand, every move with us he stands.
We ourselves can say, alone there is no way.
We can not stand alone and declare ourselves a true champion.
Once we put down our defense and humbly let him in our victories however will begin.
He our very best interest will defend.
So to really be a champion, we must choose today to walk hand in hand with our creator.
In doing so we will know what it is to win.
We will know what it is to live in victory not defeat, when we give our all to the ultimately undef eatable champion.
Angela Poppert

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Women Matter

when people say only a woman I say no women matter

I have heard time and time again the words "You are only a woman."
My reaction is "Only a woman look what I have done."
I have bore your children both daughter and son.When it comes to your cooking yes I am the one.The laundry, the house look how clean it is.
What is the thanks I get for this?
Yet they say only a woman, that may be true.
Yet a woman who a man runs to.
Cooking,cleaning sewing a must.
A woman however a man can trust.
To take care of the children when there is a fuss.
When sickness arises who is up before the sun comes?
To make sure things are done and you are taken care of.
So dont look at the female as less than or not valuable.
If it wasnt for us who would you run to?
To make sure that you could be the best you.
We are there by your side so that in life you gain.
Also there to listen to your pain.
To comfort you when you feel you have lost.
We dont even care to add up the cost.
A soul mate to help you lessen the load you bare.
A kiss, a hug, a caress always there.
What is even sadder in all that we do is for you to not recognize how much Women matter.

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Laughter

Laughter  met with a smile
Grinning ear to ear
Laughter is a music loud enough to hear

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Women Matter

When people say only a woman I say no women matter

I have heard time and time again the words "You are only a woman."
My reaction is "Only a woman look what I have done."
I have bore your children both daughter and son.When it comes to your cooking yes I am the one.The laundry, the house look how clean it is.
What is the thanks I get for this?
Yet they say only a woman, that may be true.
Yet a woman who a man runs to.
Cooking,cleaning sewing a must.
A woman however a man can trust.
To take care of the children when there is a fuss.
When sickness arises who is up before the sun comes?
To make sure things are done and you are taken care of.
So dont look at the female as less than or not valuable.
If it wasnt for us who would you run to?
To make sure that you could be the best you.
We are there by your side so that in life you gain.
Also there to listen to your pain.
To comfort you when you feel you have lost.
We dont even care to add up the cost.
A soul mate to help you lessen the load you bare.
A kiss, a hug, a caress always there.
What is even sadder in all that we do is for you to not recognize how much Women matter.

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Uniquely You

There is no reason to follow the world's system. To hear them say go this way or that.In doing so there is so much you are really missing.
Much of you really could be hiding.Not putting together what is uniquely you.You have a reason for being here, to that reason you must be true.
In creation there are no robots or clones.Our creator expects you to be you alone.
You have inside you hidden and usable gifts.Reaching down our creator chooses in you to uniquely live.
So no matter what they say, no matter what they do, no one knows your design and life's purpose better than you.Reach out to the creator and to him this prayer pray. Ask him to help you be uniquely you and improved each and every day.

Angela Poppert