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His Kingdom in You, Abounds

Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>

<>< His Kingdom in You, Abounds ><>
 
The Lord asked, "Why are you crying?"
I said, "I do not know."
He took my hand in His,
and together we did go.
 
We walked into a meadow,
with flowers everywhere,
and He asked, "What do you see?"
I said, "Such colors, everywhere."
 
We continued on our way,
and stood so very near,
a stream of crystal waters,
and He asked "What do you hear?"
 
I listened very closely,
and not before too long,
I heard a gentle melody.
I heard the water's song.
 
He took my hand in His,
and led me down a path,
until we came upon a clearing,
with children playing in the grass.
 
He asked, "What do you see?"
and I watched the children play.
I said, "They are happy and full of joy,
on this beautiful, sunny day."
 
The Lord smiled down at me,
and took me by the hand.
He led me to a street,
where I saw a homeless man.
 
He asked, "What do you feel?"
and I thought I saw a tear,
run down the Lord's gentle face,
as the stranger sat in fear.
 
I said, "I see a man, who
has no place to live. He's
hungry and he's scared.
That's no way to live."
 
And again, He took my hand,
and He led me to my home,
where He'd found me from the start,
when I was crying all alone.
 
He asked, "Why were you crying?"
And I didn't know what to say.
For He'd shown me beauty and life,
that I'd been blind to on that day.
 
He'd also shown me pain,
of the man who had no home.
I thought my tears were selfish,
as I stood in my warm home.
 
I got down on my knees,
and again, began to cry.
Once again the Lord spoke,
as He gently asked me "Why?"
 
I said, "Dear Lord, forgive me.
I didn't see the blessings you gave.
The wonderful things in my life,
are from You, and I feel ashamed."
 
Again, he took my hand,
and I rose up off the ground.
He touched my face and said,
"The Kingdom, in you, abounds."
 
And then, He disappeared,
although I know he was still there.
As I thought about his words,
it all became so clear.
 
My eyes were dry and clear,
my heart was bursting with love.
I heard a noise above me-
the flutter of a dove.
 
I gathered food and clothes,
and wandered down the path,
that I'd walked down with the Lord,
until I reached my place, at last.
 
The man looked up at me,
with eyes full of fear and shame.
I handed him food and clothes,
and he asked, "What is your name?"
 
I took his hand in mine,
as he sat upon the ground,
and I said, "It doesn't matter-
His Kingdom in you, abounds."
 
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<>< Diary Of A Bible ><>
 
JANUARY: A busy time for me. Most of the family decided to read me through this year. They kept me busy for the first two weeks, but they have forgotten me now.
 
FEBRUARY: Clean-up time. I was dusted yesterday and put in my place.  My owner did use me for a few minutes last week.  He had been in an argument and was looking up some references to prove he was right.
 
MARCH: Had a busy day first of the month. My owner was elected president of the PTA &used me to prepare a speech.
 
APRIL: Grandpa visited us this month.  He kept me on his lap for an hour reading from 1 Peter 5:5-7.  He seems to think more of me than do some people in my own household.
 
MAY: I have a few green stains on my pages.  Some spring flowers were pressed in my pages.
 
JUNE: I look like a scrapbook.  They have stuffed me full of newspaper clippings - one of the girls got married.
 
JULY: They put me in a suitcase today.  I guess we are off on vacation.  I wish I could stay home; I know I'll be closed up in this thing for at least two weeks.
 
AUGUST: Still in the suitcase.
 
SEPTEMBER:  Back home at last and in my old familiar place. I have a lot of company. Two women's magazines and four comic books are stacked on top
of me.  I wish I could be read as much as they are.
 
OCTOBER:  They read me a little bit today. One of them is very sick. Right now I am sitting in the center of the coffee table..  I think the Pastor is coming by for
a visit.
 
NOVEMBER:  Back in my old place.  Somebody asked today if I were a scrapbook.
 
DECEMBER:  The family is busy getting ready for the holidays.  I guess I'll be covered up under wrapping paper &packages again...just as I am every Christmas.
 
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<>< Keep In Touch ><>
 
Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty and the clouds rolled gray and dense.
 
As he pounded the last staples in and gathered tools to go,
the temperature had fallen, the wind and snow began to blow.
 
When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn't start.
 
So Jake did what most of us would do if we had been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft a prayer.
 
As he turned the key for the last time, he softly cursed his luck.
They found him three days later, frozen stiff in that old truck.
 
Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roaming.
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked -- it looked just like Wyoming!
 
Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was St. Peter.
(Now, this line ain't needed but it helps with rhyme and meter).
 
So they set and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keepin' score -- in Heaven, time is free.
 
"I've always heard," Jake said to Pete, "that God will answer prayer,
but one time I asked for help, well, He just plain wasn't there."
 
"Does God answer prayers of some, and ignore the prayers of others?
That don't seem exactly square -- I know all men are brothers."
 
"Or does he randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day, the weather or the season."
 
"Now I ain't trying to act smart, it's just the way I feel.
And I was wondering, could you tell me -- what the heck's the deal?!"
 
Peter listened very patiently and when ol' Jake was done,
there were smiles of recognition, and he said, "So, you're the one!"
 
"That day your truck, it wouldn't start, and you sent your prayer a 'flying',
You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us trying."
 
"A thousand angels rushed to check the status of your file,
but Jake, we hadn't heard from you in quite a little while."
 
"And though all prayers are answered, and God ain't got no quota;
He didn't recognize your voice and started a truck in North Dakota!"
 
BETTER KEEP IN TOUCH!

Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara
 
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