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Theory

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  I hope you are having a great week after the rush of Christmas and a blessed New Year!  This week I am continuing the series featuring different Poems.  I hope you have enjoyed reading them.  The poem this week is one that I wrote a number of years ago when I was thinking about how some people think that you should keep your relationship with Christ to yourself and not talk about it!  I am not sure where this idea came from, but it definitely does not come from the Bible.  I think that we should be kind and tactful, but if the Lord has done a transforming work in our hearts – then how can we keep from sharing?  The Christmas carol “Go Tell it on the Mountain” certainly encourages us to broadcast the good news that God became a man and was born to show us how wonderful a God-centered life can be and to purchase our salvation, so we could experience that new life.  Here is my poem called "Theory".        Here are a few verses to encourage us to be proactive in talking about t

Just Today

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  I hope you are having a blessed day.  This week I am continuing the series featuring different Poems.  I hope you have enjoyed reading them.  The one today is a little bit different than the others.  It is one that I wrote – after being inspired by a Movie that came out in 1992 called “Sister Act”.        At the time that the movie came out, I was attending a Church on the West Side of San Antonio, Texas.  I was on the deacon board at the time, and we were having a meeting to discuss the upcoming Church Christmas Party.  We were brainstorming ideas for the party, and I suggested that we could do something similar to the Sister Act Movie and have a group sing some pop songs that people would know, but with Christian lyrics.  I suggested that we put together a “Beatles” type group and rewrite some of their songs with Christian words.  The Pastor and Youth Pastor were hesitant to do something like that, but I convinced them that it could be a lot of fun and would let people kn

The Clock of Life

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   Last year the last member of my mom’s family died.  My Aunt Mary Ruth Cooper died at the age of 99.  Her life was a wonderful testimony to the power of God and the wonderful influence that the Local Church can have.  You can watch a great video about her life on YouTube at this address:    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k711WWy1bls    When I attended her celebration of life in Enid Oklahoma, I found out that during her life she had written a number of poems.     One of the poems that she wrote seemed very poignant to me.  It showed the importance of remembering the priorities of life, especially in the light of eternity.      Mary Ruth prayed to invite Jesus to be her Lord and Savior when she was 8 years old!  What a wonderful decision to make at a young age.  My mother (her sister) also made a decision for Christ when she was young.  I think it is very dangerous to wait to receive the Lord into your life.  If you have not yet made a decision for Christ – please do it now.  As Mary

Lonely, No, not Lonely

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   Now, that Thanksgiving is over, we generally turn our attention to Christmas.  We get busy putting up Christmas decorations, trying to get caught up with buying presents, and spending more time listening to great Christmas music.  Since we are in a special season, I thought that I would take a little break from writing messages in my blog and instead – feature some Christian Poetry.  Over the next month or so, I am going to post a new poem that I have written or one that a family member or extended family member has written.    This first poem is one that I loved from the first time that I read it.  My wife and I were visiting her sister in her hometown in Iowa and we came across a book of various writings that their grandmother had written.  As we looked through the book, we found a couple of poems that she had written, that I thought were tremendous!  I am very happy to share them with you.      The first poem this month is entitled “Lonely, No not Lonely” and it was wri