There’s the way to do it, clear and right,
A path well-lit, in steady light.
A careful choice, a thoughtful turn,
Where wisdom guides, and lessons earn.

Then there’s the way not meant to be,
A winding road, no clarity.
The steps unsure, the outcome blurred,
A path where doubt and fear are stirred.

And then, the way you took that day,
The choice you made, come what may.
Looking back now, wish you’d known,
How seeds of regret could be sown.

But every way, each step we tread,
From things we wish were left unsaid,
Becomes a lesson, sharp and true
A guide to show what next to do.

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Don’t try to break through to God,
Be still, let Him come to you
In quiet places, hearts are stirred,
His presence soft and true.

Stilling soul and mind, listen for His call,
An ever-calm, sweet voice that changes all.
Though the world may try to lead astray,
His peace descends as you humbly pray.

For in the silent, sacred space,
His love flows deep, His gentle grace.
Be patient, still, and you will see
God’s love unfolds, eternally free.

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On Sabbath’s calm, with whispered grace,
A hand once withered found its place.
No rule, no law, could bind the might,
Of love that heals, of purest light.

The critics watched with eyes of stone,
Yet mercy stood, unbowed, alone.
A touch, a word, a heart made whole—
A spark of grace to heal the soul.

To choose compassion, brave and clear,
To stand for love when others fear.
For sometimes faith must bend the rule,
To teach that love is Heaven’s school.

And so we learn, in steps so small,
To heal, to lift, to answer the call.
In hands we hold, let kindness flow,
And walk with peace where others go.

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Mat 12:13  Then he said to the man, "Stretch out your hand." So he stretched it out and it was completely restored, just as sound as the other. 

The more the Christian suffers on the outside,
The more hope rises on the inside.
In trials fierce and burdens deep,
Our faith grows strong, our spirits leap.

Though darkness falls and tempests roar,
God’s grace shines brighter than before.
In every scar, a story told,
Of strength renewed, of courage bold.

For as we bear the cross’s weight,
Our souls draw near to Heaven’s gate.
With every tear, our hope does grow,
A steady light through winds that blow.

So let the trials come our way,
In Christ alone, we stand and stay.
For on this path, though shadows fall,
His hope within us conquers all.

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God would rather have your availability,
Not the heights of your skill or ability.
He calls the willing, not just the strong,
Those who’ll follow His path, journey long.

He’s not impressed by talent alone,
But by hearts that seek Him, fully shown.
For in His hands, the meek can soar,
Doing things they never dreamed before.

He sees the heart, pure and true,
And He knows exactly what it can do.
If you’ll say, “Here I am, use me, Lord,”
He’ll give you strength, love as your sword.

So bring Him your willingness, not just your might,
For God can turn the darkest night bright.
He’ll use the humble, the broken, the small,
If they’re simply ready to answer His call.

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Christianity is not a bondage; it sets you free,
It’s grace that unshackles and helps you to see.
While religion may bind you, with rules to obey,
Faith in Christ opens the true, living way.

For laws and traditions can weigh on the heart,
But a life in His Spirit brings a brand-new start.
It’s not about rituals, or duties to keep,
It’s the joy of His promise and a love that runs deep.

Religion may tether, with chains that confine,
But the freedom in Jesus is a gift so divine.
It’s not striving or earning, or fearing you’ll fall,
It’s resting in Him who has answered the call.

He breaks every burden, lifts off every yoke,
Breathes life into hearts where His Spirit spoke.
It’s not about striving for a mark to achieve,
But living in freedom, by grace we receive.

So step out of bondage, and walk in His light,
For His truth sets you free, and His love gives you flight.
Christianity is freedom, not walls that confine,
It’s a journey with Jesus, where your soul can truly shine.

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Be kinder than necessary, each step that you take,
For every soul’s a traveler, with burdens they don’t forsake.
A gentle word, a tender touch, may lift a heavy load,
And brighten up the weary path on life’s uncertain road.

The smile you share, the time you give, could be a needed light,
To someone lost within the dark, who’s searching for the right.
You may not see the impact made, the change that you inspire,
But kindness is a spark that grows, igniting heart’s desire.

So pause to show compassion, when it’s easiest to walk away,
Extend your hand, forgive the fault, choose gentleness today.
For kindness given freely, more precious than we know,
Can heal the unseen wounds of those who hide their tears below.

Be kinder than necessary, for life is brief and swift,
And every act of kindness is a precious, lasting gift.
In a world that craves more love, your heart’s unselfish grace,
May be the very thing that helps to fill another’s space.

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Jesus died on the cross,
A criminal on the right, myself on the left,
The weight of sin upon us, heavy and deft.
The other, blind to grace, did not see,
But in my heart, I cried, “Lord, remember me.”

I was drowning in sin, lost and bereft,
But He turned toward me as I drew my last breath.
With tearful eyes, I asked, “May I come with Thee?”
And His voice spoke gently, setting my spirit free.

“This day, you will be with me in Paradise,”
His promise lifted me beyond earth’s ties.
I bowed my head, with peace in my heart,
And as my soul departed, I embraced a new start.

No longer bound by the chains of my past,
I entered His kingdom, redeemed at last.
In the light of His mercy, I found my place,
In the arms of my Savior, embraced by grace.

Luk 23:43  And Jesus said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, To day shalt thou be with me in paradise.

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     The Choice Within

Why am I lonely? Why am I sad?
Could it be my fault, that I refuse to be glad?
Do I hold on to shadows, cling to the night,
When all around me is yearning for light?

Is it the pain that I cradle so tight,
Keeping me bound, afraid of the bright?
Do I shut out the joy, turn from its call,
Building these walls that do nothing but stall?

What if the answer lies deep inside,
A choice I must make, a place I can’t hide?
To open my heart, let hope find its way,
To release all the hurt and welcome the day.

For joy is a seed that struggles to grow,
When watered with doubt, it falters below.
But with each step of faith, each moment I try,
I find that the sun is still there in the sky.

So why am I lonely? Why am I sad?
Perhaps it’s time to choose to be glad.
To loosen my grip on the sorrow I’ve known,
And let love and light reclaim their throne.

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