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"TWO WEEKS WITHOUT GOD" Wednesday
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#1 · May 24, 2005, 10:19 pm
Quote from Forum Archives on May 24, 2005, 10:19 pmPosted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
"TWO WEEKS WITHOUT GOD"I dreamed that God took a vacation.
He did not say where He would go.
He just packed His Spirit and left us,
Not knowing I would need Him so.He wearied and tired of much praying
And listening to every weak plea.
Two weeks were just what He's been needing
Away from the world and from me.Just then I was faced with a crisis-
My heart was in deepest despair.
My pastor, my friends, nor my neighbors
Could help with an answer to prayer.Oh, how I just longed for His presence,
The touch of His soothing, calm hand,
To feel He was there close beside me
And know that He would understand.I woke up to find out I was dreaming
And fell on my knees and I cried.
Oh, how I thanked God in heaven
That He was still here by my side.Again it is time for vacations.
I may go by land, sea, or air.
Wherever I am on the Lord's day,
I know I shall worship Him there."Mud Puddles and Dandelions"When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard. My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.
When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty person who probably wants money and I look away. My kids see someone smiling at them and they smile back.
When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have much rhythm so I sit self consciously and listen. My kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.
When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk. My kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.When I pray, I say thee and thou and grant me this, give me that. My kids say, "Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."
When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets. My kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross and worms to play with.
I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from? No wonder God loves the little children!!
"Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things."
I wish you mud puddles and dandelions...Author UnknownGOD never gives us more than we can handle
and He always has a Reason!Have a Blessed Day
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Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
"TWO WEEKS WITHOUT GOD"
I dreamed that God took a vacation.
He did not say where He would go.
He just packed His Spirit and left us,
Not knowing I would need Him so.
He did not say where He would go.
He just packed His Spirit and left us,
Not knowing I would need Him so.
He wearied and tired of much praying
And listening to every weak plea.
Two weeks were just what He's been needing
Away from the world and from me.
And listening to every weak plea.
Two weeks were just what He's been needing
Away from the world and from me.
Just then I was faced with a crisis-
My heart was in deepest despair.
My pastor, my friends, nor my neighbors
Could help with an answer to prayer.
My heart was in deepest despair.
My pastor, my friends, nor my neighbors
Could help with an answer to prayer.
Oh, how I just longed for His presence,
The touch of His soothing, calm hand,
To feel He was there close beside me
And know that He would understand.
The touch of His soothing, calm hand,
To feel He was there close beside me
And know that He would understand.
I woke up to find out I was dreaming
And fell on my knees and I cried.
Oh, how I thanked God in heaven
That He was still here by my side.
And fell on my knees and I cried.
Oh, how I thanked God in heaven
That He was still here by my side.
Again it is time for vacations.
I may go by land, sea, or air.
Wherever I am on the Lord's day,
I know I shall worship Him there.
I may go by land, sea, or air.
Wherever I am on the Lord's day,
I know I shall worship Him there.
"Mud Puddles and Dandelions"
When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard. My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.
When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty person who probably wants money and I look away. My kids see someone smiling at them and they smile back.
When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have much rhythm so I sit self consciously and listen. My kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.
When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk. My kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.
When I pray, I say thee and thou and grant me this, give me that. My kids say, "Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."
When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets. My kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross and worms to play with.
I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from? No wonder God loves the little children!!
"Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things."
I wish you mud puddles and dandelions...
Author Unknown
GOD never gives us more than we can handle
and He always has a Reason!
and He always has a Reason!
Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara
Dave and Barbara
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