On No, not Tax Free

Two words; Retail Store. Three words; Tax Free Weekend. Nuff said!!!!!
Are people getting meaner, or just more insane? I do not know. I still can show them the Love of God, as best I can.
Pray for me.

His Love And Care

Keep truth in front of the eyes of your mind. Bind them to the doorposts of our lives, our habitations of flesh. Wanting and waiting, longing for reprieve, the soul cries out for the pain to leave. Keep calling out to the One who brings hope to the mind, whose power and greatness lies in Love Devine. What joy and peace His heart brings to bear on the soul that is trusting in His love and care.

Taking it EASY

Well, today was the last day of freedom. Having been off for the first vacation in three years from work, it has been so good to rest my weary bones, but tomorrow it off to the races. I retired from construction about 5 years ago and thought this job at the office supply store would be easy. Huh, carrying 50 pound boxes up a 14 foot ladder numerous times a day, while stocking for around 6 hours a day, in amongst waiting on customers everywhere, well let's just say it is anything, but easy. Oh, well it seems nothing has been easy for a long time, so this past week it was great just to take it EASY!!!
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Rustling Wind

God moves like the wind in whispers
In echoes of mercy and grace
Wind blowing in restless billows
Wandering through the valley low
And sweeping upward to the heights
Can you hear the sounds in your ears?
Do they fill you with joy or tears?
As His mercy deals with our hearts
Sounds of repenting fill His house
While tears flow from our worried brows
The wind of His spirit blows free
Hovering over our hearts plea
While it winnows the chaff away
And fills us with fresh hope today
His wind can push and pull along
And can drive and shift all around
Wind can lead and steer and direct
Much as The Shepherd does our lives
With unseen hands he steadies us
And He comforts us by His touch
He holds us fast so we can stand
Carved in the hollow of His hand
Held together like the dust
Let His wind blow and hear Him now
His words fill us with Hope Devine
Author: Tom B.

Stand Still

From the depths of the heart
You cry for the pain to depart
Health to restore to show His love to you more
Weary and weak we need His life to speak
And tell sorrow to flee and to set me free
For you are like the spider caught in its web
You need your strength to be restored
And Faith emboldened as sorrows are diminished
Pain relieved
Groaning of Waning of desire
Pains of remorse you want loneliness to depart
No one understands my pain
No one can know my heartache
Your pain He bore
Your wounds he healed
Your cross He carried
Your fear he relieved
Your health to restore
Faith soars, your heartache and panic He relieves
Constant abiding in His love and care
Like a Father his child’s worries to bear
Helplessness vanishes with help from above
Soaring like eagles, yet on wings of a dove.
Freely you fly to your God up above
Wrapped in His glory hear whispers of love
From the Creator who made you with all knowing eyes
Who shaped you and formed you for all of your life
Peace and prosperity He wills to bring
Causing your heart a new melody to sing
Weariness departs at the wink of His eye
Darkness departs as the clouds from your sky
Sweet mercies of love pour down from above
And fill you with gladness and joy in His love
Keep trusting my friend as He will complete
All that He started in you this very week
His plans for you never changed when pain was your lot
His Path still lies before you unchanged and unhindered
His will to perform in your life lies silently ahead
Don’t worry, don’t fret, He will never depart
His will and His way was above ours since the start
Great things He will show you
Great things He will do
Just keep trusting in His dear care
Like in the care of The Father He is
Stand still and see His salvation!
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Day off

Went to the zoo today to visit my relatives. Did I say relatives, I meant the flowers. The roses were a little past their blooming glory, but I still captured some pictures of some real beauties. I go there on my days off hoping to find some beauty that I can share with all at my Webshots pages. I see amazing displays of The Masters touch.

Lord, how can we see the beauty of your creation without seeing your glory displayed in every petal. How can we smell the perfume those creations gve off without being reminded that you, The Rose of Sharon gives off a sweet aroma, acceptable to God, and we enjoy your sweetness every day.
Thank you for sharing your beauty with us, o Lord.

Strange, HUH?

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Rest

Wisdom, Grace, Mercy and Love flows from our Father above
Help, Strength, Power and Trust are given by His hand
Keep your lives in His sheltering Hands
Today is His time to touch your life.
Trust Him, let His Wisdom guide you
Let His power sustain you now
Comfort yourself in His Spirit today
May His refreshing come to you and may you receive rest for your soul

ANYONE AT ALL?

Toms Chatter

My Prayer by THOMBU1

My prayer

Lord let us walk in your way
Keep our feet from going astray
Our steps are ordered by you Lord
With truth You guide us by Your Word
Don’t let our feet slide off Your path
Keep them straight away from wrath
Help us Lord, as we are weak
Give us strength and keep us meek
Let us search for you every day
In Your Word, Your will, Your way
Please guide us with Your nail scarred hands
To go in by faith and possess the land
You gave to us with gracious plenty
With blessing besides, Oh, they are many
What joy belongs to us who trust?
What a gift to all us who are but dust
We cannot describe You Lord with words
Their weight is not worthy of You lord
Though thousands could fall from lips of clay
There would not be enough through length of day
How can we describe one who hung the moon?
We could not even in a song or a tune
Our feeble attempts of praise are small
For the one who created it all
For now, Oh Lord let these words suffice
We love You, we praise You, for paying the price
Your love is beyond what we can understand
How you could love us and hold our hand
Please keep us, in trials and despair
Help us not to give up but continue in prayer
May we hold fast to your wisdom and Word
And seek your face our glorious Lord
We humble ourselves under Your mighty wings
And trust in Your care while our heart sings
Praises to You in Your glory Devine
Ordering our lives while with You we dine
As we sup with You on sumptuous fare
We must not forget those who are not there
The ones You have lain on our hearts so dear
We cannot be comforted without them here
As the man who begged for bread for his friend
We plead for grace for them in the end
So we all can sit at the table there
Having our fill of your manna in the air
May no one we know be lacking that grace
That translated us to that beautiful place
Let us compel them all to come in and dine,
At your table, Oh my Master Devine.

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