In quiet prayer, I bow my head, To seek the path where I've been led, A whispered word, a gentle plea, Lord, guide my steps, set my spirit free.
Through the study of Your sacred Word, In every verse, Your voice is heard. I meditate on truth so pure, Your promises steadfast, ever sure.
In worship’s song, my soul takes flight, In Christian fellowship, hearts unite. Together we praise, our voices rise, Lifting glory to the endless skies.
The Great Commission calls us near, To share Your love, and spread no fear. Focused now, we move ahead, With every step, Your gospel spread.
To every heart, in every place, We bear the light of heaven's grace. In word and deed, we boldly stand, Sharing Your love with every hand.
These disciplines, our faithful guide, In Christ alone, we shall abide.
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5 Spiritual Disciplines Prayer Study of Gods Word Worship/Christian Fellowship The Great Commission Focused redelivery/sharing
By Reverend Jim W Hollis https://proactive-ministries.org/
A burden shared is a burden made light, In darkest moments, together shines bright. What weighs heavy on one can be eased by two, For hearts united find strength to renew.
When sorrow is carried by more than just one, The path feels less weary, the battle half-won. In the hands of a friend, grief starts to divide, And hope, like a whisper, grows stronger inside.
A load shared with others is not yours alone, In the warmth of their care, you find a new tone. For though trials may linger, the weight we now bear Becomes easier still when someone is there.
So lean on each other, through struggle and strife, Together, we lighten the burdens of life. In unity's grace, we find courage to fight, For a burden shared is a burden made light.
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Gal 6:2 Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ.
You should have a plan for where you are going, Or you’ll wind up in a place without knowing. The road ahead can twist and turn, Without a map, you might not return.
Each step you take should have a goal, A path to guide your heart and soul. For if you wander without aim, You’ll find your dreams are just a game.
Plant your feet, but don’t stand still, Move with purpose, climb the hill. For those who drift without a trace, Will surely end in the wrong place.
So set your sights, chart your way, And walk with wisdom every day. For life’s a journey, not a race, But without a plan, you’ll lose your place.
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Quote: by Yogi Berra "If you don't know where you are going, you might wind up someplace else."
Nick and I made a promise clear: One whole month on the potty, my dear, And you could choose a prize to celebrate, Something special, something great.
Sophia chose her favorite doll, A doctor, smart and kind and tall. Her love for dolls, an endless stream, This one, a part of her big dream.
At the checkout, the cashier’s eyes Grew curious about the prize. "Is this for a birthday?" she asked with cheer, Sophia stared, not quite sure.
The doll was her prize, I said with pride, For potty training, her growing stride. But then the woman’s puzzled face Turned the moment into a different space.
“Are you sure this is the doll you want, There’s many others you could flaunt. She doesn’t look like you,” she said, But Sophia’s words rang out instead.
"Yes, she does—she’s a doctor like me, A pretty girl, just wait and see. See her stethoscope and her shining hair? She’s smart and strong, and I know she cares."
The cashier paused, her words now few, And let Sophia’s wisdom shine through. Because in her heart, pure and bright, There’s no wrong color, no wrong light.
We’re not born thinking that color’s a wall, We’re taught to see beauty in us all. Like hair and eyes, skin’s just a hue, Every shade is beautiful, too.
So let’s learn from Sophia, so young and wise, To see the soul behind the eyes. For kindness, strength, and love will show That beauty's in the hearts we grow.
United we stand, divided we fall, Those with great faith hear God's call. Through trials and storms, we walk side by side, With His love as our guide, in Him we abide.
No matter the distance, no matter the place, We all trod together, held in His grace. On life's winding path, He's never far, A beacon of hope, our guiding star.
United we stand, divided we fall, Let’s keep our eyes on His great call. With hearts full of faith, we will stand tall, In His strength, we rise above it all.
Love has an aroma, a fragrance so sweet, In every embrace, in every heartbeat. My Dear Savior, with a spirit like spring rain, Washes away sorrow, eases all pain.
No room for hate, no malice can stay, In the presence of The Great I Am each day. Only Joy and Peace in His light will grow, A love everlasting, a grace we know.
In His arms, we are safe, sheltered, and warm, Through every trial, through every storm. For love, divine and pure, shall forever remain, A fragrance of heaven, eternal and unchained.
You can't go wrong in asking for what is right, For truth will guide you through the darkest night. What is right? It shines in heaven’s sight, Found in God’s will and His eternal light.
In seeking His grace, your heart will be still, For righteousness dwells where He bends His will. His delight is the compass, steady and true, Leading you forward in all that you do.
So ask with faith, and seek what is pure, In God’s delight, your path is secure. For what is right flows from His hand, A promise eternal, a love that will stand.
It’s funny, they don’t allow Bibles in schools, Where young hearts and minds are shaped by the rules, Where knowledge is treasured, and wisdom should grow, But God’s Holy Word is kept out, though.
Yet behind prison walls, where the broken reside, Where hope feels distant and light hard to find, The Bible is given, its pages unfold, To those seeking redemption, weary and cold.
In a place where darkness has taken its hold, Suddenly, truth is allowed to be told. The same book that’s banned where the young should be taught, Is now offered freely where souls have been caught.
It’s funny, yet tragic, the way things are done— Keeping out truth where learning’s begun, But offering grace to those who’ve been bound, A flicker of hope where sin had them drowned.
Perhaps it’s a sign of the world gone astray, That we wait till they’re lost to show them the way. What if we welcomed His word from the start, And let the Bible shape every heart?
Grace gives us blessings we have never earned, While mercy spares us from what we have learned. Undeserved favor, a gift from above, Unmerited kindness, wrapped in God’s love.
Mercy steps in when we stumble and fall, A tender embrace when we’ve broken the law. It withholds the justice we know should be ours, A shield of compassion in life’s darkest hours.
Both grace and mercy, intertwined as one, Reflecting the light of God’s risen Son. Grace lifts us higher, mercy sets us free, Together, they show His love eternally.
