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A Poem by Any Other Name: Providence
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Thursday, July 10, 2014. It seems Your hand of providence. Is best understood when looking back. As I move forward in faithful obedience. I see that You have prepared the way. I feel Your gentle hand guiding me. With each step taken I can clearly see. That You have gone before me and prepared the way. Lord, I must confess that I don’t understand. July 10, 2014.
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A Poem by Any Other Name: January 2014
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Sunday, January 12, 2014. Five Minute Friday 1/11/14 - This Tapestry Called Life. For helping me to see. That I’m viewing this tapestry called life. From the back side. Nothing more than a tangled mess of threads. Ugly, random and without purpose. Looks much different from the other side. There is a day coming. When I will view this tapestry. In trials and tribulation.
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The Grace and Mercy of the Lord: The Invitation
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The Grace and Mercy of the Lord. Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now, I see. Sunday, August 06, 2006. This new website “The Grace and Mercy of the Lord” will be dedicated to people telling their testimony about how they came to a saving faith in Jesus Christ. It will also be open to people telling about God doing an extraordinary work in their life. I will merely kick it off by giving my testimony. View my complete profile.
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A Poem by Any Other Name: May 2015
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Thursday, May 14, 2015. Captain Deceit, I’m reporting for duty. Do come in lieutenant, I have your next assignment. Your next target is a woman. She is a believer in our Enemy. Years ago she recognized her sin and repented. Then the Adversary snatched her from Satan’s clutches. The so called Holy One forgave all her sins. We can assault her here on earth. May those hel...
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A Poem by Any Other Name: Looking Back
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Friday, April 03, 2015. How could that dark day be called good. Except by God Who knew what would be accomplished. Set from before the foundations of the world. The sinless, spotless Lamb of God. On the cross He bore the sin of man. He was nailed to the cross by sinful man. The ones He came to save. His punishment and death. Paid our sin debt in full. April 3, 2015.
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A Poem by Any Other Name: Operation Condemnation
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Thursday, May 14, 2015. Captain Deceit, I’m reporting for duty. Do come in lieutenant, I have your next assignment. Your next target is a woman. She is a believer in our Enemy. Years ago she recognized her sin and repented. Then the Adversary snatched her from Satan’s clutches. The so called Holy One forgave all her sins. We can assault her here on earth. May those hel...
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A Poem by Any Other Name: I AM With You
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Friday, August 08, 2014. I AM With You. I want to assure you. I AM right there with you. I weep with you. I desire to wipe your tears. With My nail pierced hands. Your tears are most precious to Me. I hold each tear that falls in a bottle. I understand your heart which is exceedingly sorrowful. Over the brokenness in this world. At times you may feel all alone.
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A Poem by Any Other Name: The Destruction of a Gossiping Tongue
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Thursday, February 05, 2015. The Destruction of a Gossiping Tongue. Woe is the destruction that comes. From a gossiping tongue. Like the devastation wrought. By an out of control wildfire. So too when the gossip’s tongue speaks. A match is lit and many will be burned. Like the person who rolls down the window. Carelessly tosses out a lit cigarette. The body is divided.
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A Poem by Any Other Name: August 2014
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Friday, August 08, 2014. I AM With You. I want to assure you. I AM right there with you. I weep with you. I desire to wipe your tears. With My nail pierced hands. Your tears are most precious to Me. I hold each tear that falls in a bottle. I understand your heart which is exceedingly sorrowful. Over the brokenness in this world. At times you may feel all alone.
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A Poem by Any Other Name: June 2014
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A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. A gift of words.from God.to the writer. Thursday, June 19, 2014. Just when I thought I’d moved beyond it. I see wounds from the past and brokenness. Still impacting me today. Time has moved on. As has the one who fell short. Leaving scars in their wake. This side of heaven. My questions will remain unspoken. 8221; and “What were you thinking? 8221; will not be answered. Or hear “I’m sorry”. I need to remember.
