Our love for JESUS grows every day He loves us more even when we stray When we think we’re lost and no end in sight That’s when JESUS shows us the light When happiness comes our way and we don’t understand That’s when Jesus shows us his helping hand As our Love grows day by day He walks with us closer along the way The day will come when we’re tired and weary We will hear JESUS say Come and spend eternity with me today
I’m just a common Man who loves God Not knowing what lies ahead where I trod Their may be trials and troubles Their may be Happiness untold Their may be riches and gold It matters not what’s down the road Because I pray to God each day He’s standing by my side Walking with me all the way As I approach the Home Shore I feel Peace within Because I know My Jesus Will be there to take me in
hat the Old Rugged Cross means to me When I Bowed Down before it It gave me complete Liberty The Cross itself has no power at all It’s the Dripping Blood of JESUS that tells it all GOD sent his ONLY SON to show his Great Love for you and me HE died on the Cross to Set Us Free All we have to do is ask for forgiveness of our sins He will walk with us and Guide Our Way He will not fail us in any way In the Good times and the Bad He will carry us through Because his Love is so True When our Journey comes to an end He will lift us to HIS FATHER Who will be our Closest Friend
I like Baseball Needless to say Not much to it Just hit the ball and run away Today was different I had much more fun I stepped up to the Plate of Life Strike One I heard my Coach Jesus say Be patient my son And you will be on your way Strike two I thought the game was over I felt all alone I was nervous and doubtful I could never do it on my own Then I heard the Coach say Swing at the next one And see what happens today It was as if the Coach had taken the bat in his own hands It was a home run directly in the stands The crowd cheered My heart swelled with pride He said don’t run No one can count you out I’ll always be by your side
As The Sands of time Come and go We must stand strong And March on to what we know Difficulties will come and go We will grow stronger for everyone we endure With JESUS by our side Or Faith will grow to be so pure When the of time comes He will hold our hand As we cross into that Heavenly Land
Many years ago There was a young girl named Mary She was chosen by GOD For his Son to carry She was humbled by GOD’S Choice for her GOD knows what’s best That’s why Mary was so blest He chose the most loving Mother For his loving Child to be That’s why She will be revered For all Eternity
I don’t know you And you don’t know me We have a mutual friend you see He told me to tell you Help is on the way He is coming to help if you are Troubled He will lovingly lift you out of the Rubble If everything is going good and you love everyone Look above and count your Blessings Name them one by one He will laugh and cry with us And take care of all our needs We will follow whoever HE leads You will know him when he arrives His love will dwell up in your heart Our Friend Is God who made you and me HE will live within us never more to part September 10, 2021 Mark Waldrop
What is the difference in the simple feelings that come from within And the great theological differences That comes from men GOD Is so simple with HIS LOVE and GRACE Man tries to reason to put everything in its place
We aren’t yet who we’re meant to be For God’s Glory is still growing in me We aren’t yet who we’re meant to be We’re just children in his eyes Can’t you see We aren’t yet who we’re meant to be Growing every day in the Word of God We aren’t yet who we’re meant to be Because we have not come face to face And his Glory to see
We loved Grandma Patty so very much Everywhere we look We see Her touch She took care of us when we were young We cared for Her as Her days were done She taught us about GOD and Heaven above We saw Her walk by HIM with much love We now PRAISE HIS NAME Giving Her back to YOU with YOUR love to Proclaim Penned for Dennis KN4DD & Mary Carlson On the passing of Mary’s Mother Patricia Ann Gates