Saturday, April 24, 2010
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I Will Stand
How can I feel so abandoned
When I have always believed
I was doing what was commanded
I was doing what was commanded
where are you
where are you
you said you would never leave me
that evil couldn't deceive me
I would never walk alone
but now I
stand here frozen
how could we be the chosen
with a life in tatters
how do we know what matters
searching and seeking
always believing
I will stand
I will stand against this day
My knees will bow down to pray
TO YOU, and I will believe
my life is what matters
you took what was in tatters
and healed me ... with your blood
I will stand
I will not listen to lies
I will not be frozen
We are part of the chosen
and will glorify you name
Praising all tests and times that came
to strengthen me.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
A Mother's Legacy by Sharilyn Martin
A Mother's Legacy by Sharilyn Martin
Come with me to a an old farmhouse where a mother kneels in prayer. Tears flow as she cries out to God for strength to go on, for the sake of her three little ones. If only her husband would be a Godly man and spiritual leader! Although, he provides the material needs of his family, his neglect of their emotional and spiritual needs is a burden that threatens to crush her. The flame of faith burns feebly tonight, and she feels like giving up. Is the struggle worth it?
Go with me, fifty years later, to a softly lighted chapel where the woman's wasted body now lies in a coffin. Her children, adults now, speak reverently of the mother who provided a guiding light through their formative years, drawing them to their own faith in her Savior. A score of young Christian men and women look lovingly on their grandmother's face. Tomorrow her grandsons will carry her to her grave. Tomorrow they will sing of a praying mother and grandma who loved Jesus.
Was the struggle worth it?
My imagination pushes the fast forward button of time, and another fifty years slips by. In my mind's eye, I see another coffin in the chapel - not my grandmother's, but mine. The little ones that snuggle in my arms today will then be grown men and women with families of their own. What will the picture look like?
Today I am painting that picture of tomorrow. Today the colors are wet in my hands, but tomorrow they will have dried.
What kind of legacy will I leave?
-excerpt from "The Hand That Rocks The Cradle"
Go with me, fifty years later, to a softly lighted chapel where the woman's wasted body now lies in a coffin. Her children, adults now, speak reverently of the mother who provided a guiding light through their formative years, drawing them to their own faith in her Savior. A score of young Christian men and women look lovingly on their grandmother's face. Tomorrow her grandsons will carry her to her grave. Tomorrow they will sing of a praying mother and grandma who loved Jesus.
Was the struggle worth it?
My imagination pushes the fast forward button of time, and another fifty years slips by. In my mind's eye, I see another coffin in the chapel - not my grandmother's, but mine. The little ones that snuggle in my arms today will then be grown men and women with families of their own. What will the picture look like?
Today I am painting that picture of tomorrow. Today the colors are wet in my hands, but tomorrow they will have dried.
What kind of legacy will I leave?
-excerpt from "The Hand That Rocks The Cradle"
A Question of Motive
Who are you to say where I’ve been and what I’ve done wrong?
Why do you avoid my eyes, passing in the hall?
I heard you whisper when I passed, to your neighbor
There she goes, I know she’ll fall
Where I’ve been, have you seen,
Are you familiar with streets so mean?
Have you seen an addict in your room
Or touched a man whose future is gone?
Who are you to say, I don’t deserve
A hand reached out to
A heart of love
Who are you to say where I’m going
When His word is a promise to all
Who are you to say who will fall?
My life is open, no secrets anymore,
I know who saved me, pulled me from that door
Of death
Nothing of me, empty inside
When God reached out, sin died
So, who are you to say, I don’t deserve
A hand stretched out on a cross of love
Who are you to say, where I’m going
When His word is a promise to all
Who are you to say who will fall?
copyright 2009 Paige Morrison
Why do you avoid my eyes, passing in the hall?
I heard you whisper when I passed, to your neighbor
There she goes, I know she’ll fall
Where I’ve been, have you seen,
Are you familiar with streets so mean?
Have you seen an addict in your room
Or touched a man whose future is gone?
Who are you to say, I don’t deserve
A hand reached out to
A heart of love
Who are you to say where I’m going
When His word is a promise to all
Who are you to say who will fall?
My life is open, no secrets anymore,
I know who saved me, pulled me from that door
Of death
Nothing of me, empty inside
When God reached out, sin died
So, who are you to say, I don’t deserve
A hand stretched out on a cross of love
Who are you to say, where I’m going
When His word is a promise to all
Who are you to say who will fall?
copyright 2009 Paige Morrison
Monday, September 7, 2009
Issac Newton
"In the absence of any other proof, the thumb alone would convince me of God's existence."
Sir Issac Newton
Sir Issac Newton
The Most Recent Thing To Tick Me Off:
[...] The Dispersal of Darwin [...]
Paige wrote @ September 7, 2009 at 10:46 am
This is to Marg, I don’t know if she will read it but I am appalled at her hypocrisy. She stated that she was angry at creationist trying to infiltrate their thinking on the public yet she ignores the fact that Darwinism, an unproven, controversial notion that has been disputed and refuted by millions has for over 50 years been taught as “fact” to our most vulnerable segment of society: our children in public, government run and paid for schools. Christian and Creationist tax dollars are used yearly for decades to spread a theory as truth and the only theory legally allowed in our schools. That makes me say dear Marg: How Dare They!!Saturday, September 5, 2009
Couponing
I have printed off at least 100 coupons in the last 4 hours. I have stared at the computer until I feel like my eyes have sandpaper and I still don't understand how to get stuff for free like these coupon guru women are doing. I must be the most illiterate couponer on the planet. If there is anyone out there to help let me know. I have looked at the following websites:
Savannahsavers.com
Proverbswife.blogspot
iheartpublix.com
kroger.com
couponmom.com
and several other assorted websites that I just can't remember.
I will give you an update after I find something suitable to store the 400 coupons I now own.
I want this to work so bad but my organization skills rank up there with a 2 year old.
Savannahsavers.com
Proverbswife.blogspot
iheartpublix.com
kroger.com
couponmom.com
and several other assorted websites that I just can't remember.
I will give you an update after I find something suitable to store the 400 coupons I now own.
I want this to work so bad but my organization skills rank up there with a 2 year old.
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I am so angry about this attempt to infiltrate creationist thinking on the wider community – and exploiting the 200th anniversary of Darwin’s birth and the 150th anniversary of the release of the Origin – how dare they !