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B O L D

Be a servant of God, lowly and modesty.
Open our hearts for others with love and service, sincerely. 
Lord Christ Jesus is the shinning beacon of our journey.
Darkness is no longer in the face of Jesus’ love and mercy.

We seek to serve You, Oh Lord, and your dispersed children.
Take our whole lives and reign them with your heaven’s grace.
Anoint them with your eternal love and compassion.
Into unknown, we will embrace.


Deacon Joe Hung Nguyen

* B.O.L.D = Becoming Our Lord’s Disciple

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2021



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Roses For Mom

John stopped by the flower shop to place an order for some roses for his mom who lives about 400 miles from him. As he stepped out of his car, he saw a little girl crying in front of the shop. He came over and asked her why she was crying.

– I want to buy a rose to give to my mother – she sobs – but I only have 75 cents, a rose costs 2 dollars. 

He smiled and said to her: 

– Come into the shop and I will buy you some. 

John told her to pick out some roses that she likes, he paid for her

and then placed an order of dozen roses to send to his mother. He felt happy that he found some beautiful roses he knows his mom would love. He pictures her smiling when she receives them

As they walked out the flower shop, John asked her if she needs a drive home. 

She smiles happily and said: 

– Yes, please drive me my mom’s house, I will give her these beautiful rioses.

She showed John the way and to his surprise they ended up in a cemetery, where there was a newly buried grave. 

She said:

– This is my mom’s house.

She gently placed the roses on the grave and murmured: :

– Mom, I love you and I miss you a lot.

Then she hugged and kissed the grave stone. ——-.

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John hurried back to the flower shop, cancelled the delivery. He took the dozen roses with him and decided that he will surprise his mom.

That afternoon he drove all the way to deliver her his love. He would hug her, kiss her and tell her that he loves and misses her a lot, just like that little girl said to her mom’s grave.

“Whoever believes in me, will do the works that I do.” (John 14:12)

Love is not only what one says, nor cites, nor recites,
But also what one’s done that shows: I truly love you.

Have you hug and kiss your Mom today?

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2018

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Everlasting

Everlasting!

Sitting by the riverside of the Hudson,
Gazing at the tender water, journeying to ocean.
Longing for its destination,
Like the stream of God's mercy and compassion,
Into souls and hearts of human
Pouring, pouring
Never stop - never end,
Everlasting!

Standing on the seashore by the Atlantic,
Watching the waves racing to the shore,
Like the waves of God's tender love,
Into the hearts of all his dispersed children,
Racing, rushing,
Never stop - never end
Everlasting!

Standing in the quiet night, 
Peace of the above, feel I
On branches the winds confide,
The moon kissing away dull darkness,
The dews resting on humble grass,
Stars of heaven sparkling dress,
Calm and peace, and I,
A lowly son of sweet Lord Jesus Christ,
Pondering thousand and thousand years to come, 
Many came and many gone,
Many died and many sprouted, but still
The graces - the blessings,
The mercy, the salvation  
And the love of God,
Like water in ocean,
Like air on earth,
Here, for all,
Never die - never dry,
Never stop - never end,
Everlasting!

Joe Hung Nguyen

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2018

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Happy Tears

Happy Tears

	To my dear son Louis, with love

It's about midnight, and outside darkness blankets ev'rything.
There was an elephant sitting,
On my chest, abundant pain and sweating,
Grasp for breath, I chewed down some aspirins.

911, ambulance at the door,
Like a cat, quickly move and act, 2 young gentlemen,
Kind and smooth, pressure checked, IV in vein.
Racing to St Francis ER, through the darkness curtain.

Room 106, RNs, Dr., assistance, and more, ready:
Pressure checked, temperature obtained, pulse counted, blood taken,
Chest X-ray, wires and tubes connecting, like a robot.
1 to 10 where's your pain: eleven.

Louis, my son, by my bed, observing with anxiety
Worry written in his eyes, I can see.
5am, and I, lying there like a short-circuit robot.
Deeply concern, Louis still watching over me.

Turn on TV to push away my awe feeling
Louis curled up in the chair, completely consumed by tiredness and perturbation.
Suddenly, my tears wells up, rolls down, and wets my pale lips,
Taste like ocean water, I, too, love you, love you wholeheartedly, my dear son.

Words of God overcame my pain and I realized what the Lord implies:
"Whoever believes in me, will do the works that I do." *
Love is not what one says, nor cites, nor recites,
But what one's done that shows: I truly love you.

And love shall move mountains, 
Brighten hope, sprout forgiveness,
Soften stone hearts, bridge differences
Exalt peace, enlighten darkness.

And love shall shed many happy tears, surely,
As I, an worldly father, in ocean of pain and in time of lowly,
Yet my happiness wells up with my tears, abundantly,
When the love of my son touched my soul so deeply.

How one would know for sure God won't shed any joyful tears.
He is Love and He is Divine Father.
Have faith, He, too, shall cry out with happy tears,
When His children "do the works" that He does.

(Jan 28, 18)

* John 14:12

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2018

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Consecrated, Solemnly

Consecrated, Solemnly

Each day I submit to you, O Lord,
All my soul and all my being
For, I know you are with and in me
In ev'rything I am doing and serving
 
When I wake up ev'ry morning, O Lord, each day
Thanks be to You. for watching over me,
You are by my side, always.
In temptation or in uncertainty.  
 
When anxiety and trouble crush down on me
And darkness conquers over my mind and vision
You are the guiding light for me to see,
Shining forth to my direction and destination.
 
Each day, O Lord, thanks be to You,
All protection, graces, and blessings, you're planting
Into my thoughts, my dreams, and my planning  
Into my heart and my ev'rything.
 
Each day, O Lord, I lift up my pure heart,  
And in my soul, my gratitude and sincerity,
My sincere prayer and meditation, to You 
The wholeness of me, consecrated, earnestly
 
Yes, the wholeness of me, consecrated, completely,
To you, in ev'ryday of my lowly life
You gift me love, you gift me wisdom, abundantly,
You gift me vision of eternal light.
 
Though if my worldly life could span thousand years
Still, how could I repay, O Lord, how could I repay?
For, my life is blessed with Your fullness, always
Like the sun rising in the East each morning
And to the sea, river water longing 
For Your sake, O my sweet Lord, I'm conforming
Like flowers blossom, fruit ripens, in the obedience
And from deepest thoughts and prayers, emerge the passion
Carry my cross, following the serving pathway
And all of me, consecrated, solemnly, to You, ev'ryday.

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2018



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In Your Love

In Your Love

In your love, O Lord, I submit my wholeness.
Into your loving arms, calm and peace I rest.
Though earthly life is a dark abyss,
In your love, my soul is brightened with your fullness.

In your love, O Lord, I find my direction.
The cross I carry, packed with passion.
Emerging from my heart a primrose path,
Upon which I laid my life for consecration.

In your love, O Lord, my whole world enlightened,
My hope matured, and my faith strengthened,
My heart was charged with forgiveness and compassion,
My destination gazing toward your light, as a lowly servant.

In your love, O Lord, all things are possible, amazingly.
I could gather all kindness and humility,
Care and generosity, love and mercy,
And all, I seed into my deeds for others, wholeheartedly.

In your love, O Lord, I could reach the sky and mountains,
Catch floating clouds and pick all the stars,
And all the flowers and their fragrances I contain,
In your love, I lay all down around your altar.

In your love, O Lord, I span my whole life.
Hand in hand, in your grace, I walk with you,
Though you are invisible and heavenly far above, yet nearby my side,
In your love, I embrace your great Spirit truth.

In your love, O Lord, my lowly life rests on your chest,
And in me and through me, Holy water flowing.
You are my Rock upon which my spiritual desires blooming,
In your love, I'm lying prostrate, obediently and serving.


Joe Hung Nguyen

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2018

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If One Day

If one day you don't kiss me anymore,
All the leaves and flowers are arid and die,
And the ocean has no waves dancing to the shore
There’s no rolling cloud in the blue sky

If one day you don't hug me anymore
This world will be washed away in hopeless,
My happiness is frozen like Arctic ice floes,
Life is very ungainly and meaningless.

If one day you don't look at me lovingly,
And don’t say sweet words of love to me,
I know my life is full of darkness,
And my soul is like gravel under the sea.

If one day you don't love me anymore,
The sun will die and the moon commits suicide,
This earth broke into thousands of pieces,
Is there any pieces left to bury my shattered life?

If one day you abandon my loving,
I know for sure my heart will stop beating.

Joe Hung Nguyen
(Khe Kinh Kha)

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2019

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The Brilliant Gift

Thanks be to God, Autumn is on the way back,
Last warm sunshine falls upon the grassy path ways,
Leaves on branches racing to change their dresses,
Ablaze with new color in the brilliant golden rays.

In the blue open sky birds wandering,
Far away distance wind visiting golden leaves,
Oh my heart is like a tiny kite floating,
On the wing of Autumn wind I, also, greeting.

Picking up the withered leaves to feel the warmth,
For, God's love wrapped inside each leave,
God's love is filled in the air,
For the life, love of God I breathe.
  
Thanks be to God for the brilliant gift,
The colors of God's grace and healing,
Suddenly, I realize why the Autumn is so withered 
Because this world still has so much sufferings.

Thanks be to God for the colorful Fall,
Autumn in exile full of immense nostalgic days,
God's love is greater than the universe
I am a lowly servant, my mercy Lord, how can I repay?

Thanks be to God for a vibrant color present to this world,
Like the love of God for humanity,
God died for mankind to live,
For this life, forever and ever, in God's love and mercy

Joe Nguyen
(Sept, 2016)

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2018

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All of You - All of Me

All of you -  All of me


If I could gather the moon light and make flowers for your hair
	I would do that each and every time we're watching the moon over the    ocean

If I could collect all the flowers in the spring to pave the path for us walking hand in hand through this temporary life
	I would spend all my time to build that wonderful path for our lives

If I could reach the sky and pick one star for each smile you gave me with affection and care in all the years we shared
	there would not be enough stars in the universe

If I could hug you and kiss you thousand times each day
	in each of the years that we've been together
and if I could hold you for a million years to feel your loving warmth
	I still could not fully express all the love in my heart for you

because you are my world
	my happiness
	my everything
We blend together like rain and water
	like ocean and waves
	like Autumn and  withered leaves
and because
all of you is all of me
all of me is all of you
all of us is in God's love

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2018

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He's Calling

He's Calling

Be still like a dull night
and let your soul be calm and peace
you will hear the voice of the night
That, when our Lord speaks 

Be humble like a drop of dew
Innocent and modesty  
And be lowly like common grass
That, when you feel the love of God shines endlessly.


Many times you fret nights and days 
Life is like ocean waves
Many ups and many downs
That, when you know God walks with you, always.

Let our hearts open wide
For God's words will sprinkle in 
His invitation for us to transform our lives
into the more lasting beauty and meaning.

Like the door shuts behind 
Let our old lives pass away
From this day forward God invites
Step out in faith, He's calling and leading the way.

Where will we go and what will we do?
Who will we be, we do not know at all
But here we are Lord, into unknown with you
Guide our steps, to live out your call

Copyright © Joe Nguyen | Year Posted 2018

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