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JESUS, IT'S ME AGAIN
(Damron) Dick Damron - 1982 Creative Harmony - 2000 Also recorded by: Hazel-Marie Robertson; George Hamilton IV. http://angelwinks.net/images/angelpod.jpg This angel will change daily. Lately Lord, I almost feel like dyin' Wakeup like a child slowly cryin' Sometimes Lord, I just can't keep from cryin' I can't find the strength to carry on Jesus it's me again Down on my knees again Asking you please again Reach out your hand Jesus it's me again Down on my knees again Asking you please again Reach out your hand Instrumental Interlude Time to time I try to find a reason To talk to you from time to time before But this time Lord Your Will is my command And I know I just can't take it anymore Jesus it's me again Down on my knees again Asking you please again Reach out your hand Jesus it's me again Down on my knees again Asking you please again Reach out your hand Reach out your hand (Transcribed by Bette Carl - September 2002) |
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Had this or something similar on one of my sites, that got deleted. Have finally unearthed some of my books and found a poem on the same subject today when I was looking up a book called "I will lift up my eyes." http://www.animated-gifs.eu/insects-...flies/0336.gif The piece I remember told me that if I was in a comfort zone, I was in a danger zone and that comfort could be a place of complacency. Quote:
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http://www.gifs.net/Animation11/Ever...f/Outhouse.gif One of my bygone recollections, As I recall the days of yore. Is the little house, behind the house, With the crescent over the door. 'Twas a place to sit and ponder With your head bowed down low; Knowing that you wouldn't be there, If you didn't have to go. Ours was a three-holer, With a size for every one. You left there feeling better, After your usual job was done. You had to make these frequent trips, Whether snow, rain, sleet, or fog, To the little house where you usually Found the Sears-Roebuck catalog. Oft times in dead of winter, The seat was covered with snow. 'Twas then with much reluctance, To the little house you'd go. With a swish you'd clear the seat, Bend low, with dreadful fear. You'd blink your eyes and grit your teeth As you settled on your rear. I recall the day Granddad, Who stayed with us one summer, Made a trip to the shanty Which proved to be a hummer. 'Twas the same day my Dad Finished painting the kitchen green. He'd just cleaned up the mess he's made With rags and gasoline. He tossed the rags in the shanty hole And went on his usual way, Not knowing that by doing so, He would eventually rue the day. Now Granddad had an urgent call, I never will forget! This trip he made to the little house Lingers in my memory yet. He sat down on the shanty seat, With both feet on the floor. Then filled his pipe with tobacco And struck a match on the outhouse door. After the Tobacco began to glow, He slowly raised his rear: Tossed flaming match in the open hole, With not a sign of fear. The Blast that followed, I am sure, Was heard for miles around; And left poor grandpa Just sitting on the ground. The smoldering pipe was still in his mouth, His suspenders he held tight; The celebrated three-holer Was blown clear out of sight. When we asked him what had happened, His answer I'll never forget. He thought it must be something That he had recently et! Next day we had a new one, Which my Dad built with ease. With a sign on the entrance door Which read: No Smoking, Please! Now that's the end of the story, With memories of long ago, Of the little house behind the house Where we went when we had to go! Received from my friend Carey. I was one of the lucky ones, I got to experience this. In today, it is more modern but it does help when you need quiet time in the midst of the 'busy' of today. God is everywhere! I have a direct line on a mobile phone! |
When God created kitty cats, He had no Recipe; He knew He wanted Something sweet, As sweet as sweet could be. He started out with sugar, Adding just a trace of spice; Then stirred in drops of Morning dew, To keep them fresh and nice He thought cats should be soft to pet, So He gave them coats of fur; So they could show they were content, He taught them how to purr. He made for them long tails To wave, While strutting down the walk; Then trained them in meow-ology, So they could do cat-talk. He made them into acrobats, And gave them grace and poise; Their wide-eyes curiosity, He took from little boys. He put whiskers on their faces, Gave them tiny ears for caps; Then shaped their little bodies, To snugly fit on laps. He gave them eyes as big as saucers, To look into man's soul; Then set a tolerance for mankind, Their purpose and their goal. Benevolent...and...Generous, He made so many of them; Then charged, with fatherly concern, The human race to love them. When one jumped up upon His lap, God gentle stroked its head; The cat gave Him a kitty kiss, "What wondrous love," God! ! Said. God smiled at His accomplishment, So pleased with His creation; And said, with pride, as He sat back, "At last...I've reached purr-fection!" Unknown Author http://angelwinks.net/images/iq/qcsmilingflowers1.jpg |
HOW TO STAY YOUNG http://www.animated-gifs.eu/phone-240x320-cats/0004.gif 1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay them. 2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down. (keep this In mind if you are one of those grouches) ;) 3. Keep learning: Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain get idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's! 4. Enjoy the simple things. 5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath. And if you have a friend who makes you laugh, spend lots and Lots of time with HIM/HER. 6. The tears happen: Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is our self. LIVE while you are alive. 7. Surround yourself with what you love: Whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge. 8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. I f it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help. 9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county, to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is. 10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity. And if you don't send this to at least 4 people - who cares? LOL But do share this with someone. :61: |
Mr. Sun
Wrote this for a writing challenge on another site in 2010. ..."sunny" using this word create a poem that accurately depicts yourself - it can be used in any derivative form if you so wish, good luck and happy writing http://bestanimations.com/Earth&Spac...nimation-9.gif Oh Mr. Sun, you make my day You make my heart warm and it radiates With outbursts of love and energy Which resinates through my being. Even when I can't see you You are on my mind Because I know that somewhere Beyond those clouds you shine. With hope and bated breath I wait to see your face, No matter what comes between us My faith in you remains forever true. You are a part of Father sky You shine down on Mother Earth You feed the Nature of all Things Big and small they feel your Grace. |
HUGS FROM HEAVEN http://www.animated-gifs.eu/phone-240x320-love/0034.gif When you feel a gentle breeze Caress you when you sigh It's a hug sent from Heaven From a loved one way up high. If a soft and tender raindrop Lands upon your nose They've added a small kiss As fragile as a rose. If a song you hear fills you With a feeling of sweet love It's a hug sent from Heaven From someone special up above. If you awaken in the morning To a bluebird's chirping song It's music sent from Heaven To cheer you all day long. If tiny little snowflakes Land upon your face It's a hug sent from Heaven Trimmed with Angel lace. So keep the joy in your heart If you're lonely my dear friend Hugs that are sent from Heaven A broken heart will mend. |
FRIENDSHIP! http://www.angelwinks.net/images/friends/friends3.jpg Friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life; and thanks to a benevolent arrangement of things, the greater part of life is sunshine. ~Thomas Jefferson~ Of all the blossoms in life's garden, friendship is the most fragrant. ~Anonymous~ A friend is a gift where worth cannot be measured except by the heart Be full of sympathy toward each other, loving one another with tender hearts and humble minds ~1 Peter 3:8~ Friendship is sharing openly, laughing often, trusting always, caring deeply. We can pour our heart out to a friend knowing that gentle hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away. Thank YOU for being my friend |
http://www.castlemountains.com/postc...ct_friend1.gif Friendship is a priceless gift, That cannot be bought or sold. But it's value is far greater, Than a mountain of gold. For gold is cold and lifeless. It can neither see nor hear. And in the time of trouble, It is powerless to cheer. It has no ears to listen. No heart to understand. It cannot bring you comfort. Or reach out a helping hand. So when you feel down and need a lift, One of the best things to make amends, Isn't diamonds, pearls or riches, But the love of real true friends. |
It says in the AA Preamble, that some people are constitutionally incapable of being honest with themselves. Many people know they are an alcoholic and/or an addict, but they don't care. It is a progressive disease.
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http://www.animated-gifs.eu/birds-bald-eagles/0045.gif When you are tired and discouraged from fruitless effort, GOD knows how hard you have tried. When you've cried so long your heart is in anguish, GOD has counted your tears. If you feel that your life is on hold and time has passed you by, GOD is waiting for you. When nothing makes sense and you are confused or frustrated, GOD has the answer. If suddenly your outlook is brighter and you find traces of hope, GOD has whispered to you. When things are going well and you have much to be thankful for, GOD has blessed you. When something joyful happens and you are filled with awe, GOD has smiled upon you. Remember that wherever you are or whatever you are feeling, GOD knows! |
http://www.animated-gifs.eu/phone-24...stmas/0471.gif Uptight before Christmas, all through these rooms alcoholics were stricken with holiday gloom. They prayed, "Santa, please make us happy, joyous & free, bring us candy and presents and serenity." Greed filled their minds and envy their hearts and someone said, "It's time for the meeting to start!" "Does anyone have a topic tonight?" Every face in the place turned wintery white! They lost all self-seeking, self-pity and self-will when down through the chimney came the ghost of St. Bill! He chuckled and said as he sat himself down "Call the White House and tell 'em there's a new Dubya in town." Then he looked through a big book and said with a tear, "Wow! No one rewrote this after all these years!" Clean house, help your neighbor, be loving and kind, and don't take the first drink one day at a time." "How could a message as simple as this be realized, analyzed and intellectually dismissed?" There lies the reason this ghost has arrived: to re-give a gift that has saved all your lives! Then he set up a big screen and a DVD so every lost soul in the meeting could see. He played a movie of drunks at their best and their worst, what is and what was, when blessed and when cursed. There were scenes of a housewife passed out at a bar, a respectable businessman wrecking his car, A fight in a kitchen, a fight in bed, a fight at a reception between newlyweds. An empty bottle, a desperate man alone in a motel with a gun in his hands. He puts down the gun and picks up the phone and whimpers and blubbers, "Honey, let me come home." She hangs up as she tells him, "Don't call here anymore." He reaches for the phone book and falls to the floor. Somehow that phone book seems to capture his gaze: it's open to a number under the A's. Then all of the people in the movie converged on the poor side of town in the basement of a church. Driven together in a willing herd to hear of hope and deliver the word. The ghost of Bill W. turned off the TV and said, "The first word of the first step is 'we'. I suggest you start there and see where you go. Be thorough and fearless, and please-take it slow! Let faith set the tone, let love make the mood 'and as for a topic...how about gratitude?' Just don't drink, go to meetings and, yes, you should pray and be glad you're alive and sober today. Be a good woman, be a good man and be of service whenever you can. Be a good mother, be a good dad and try to be good to your kids when they're bad. Be a good husband, or lover, or wife... Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good life. |
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