Greatest Gift: Sharing Salvation

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In life's grand tapestry, we weave our deeds,
Seeking purpose, chasing dreams, and planting seeds.
Accomplishments and triumphs, we may amass,
But when the final moment dawns, we see, alas,

The greatest story ever told, in humble grace,
Of Jesus, who suffered and rose, His saving embrace.
For nothing in this world, no laurels we've won,
Can compare to the gift of God's beloved Son.

He bore our burdens, our sins, and our strife,
Offered redemption, the promise of eternal life.
In the grandest symphony of history, we find our place,
Through Jesus Christ, God's love and saving grace.

So let us, in our communities, with hearts unfurled,
Share the greatest gift, the hope of the world.
In our circle of friends, in our own special way,
Spread the message of salvation, day by day.

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Where there’s a Will there’s a way

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Where there’s a Will there’s a way
That’s what I’ve heard people say

Finding my will is difficult most days
Leaving me lost in a dense foggy haze

Clearing my mind and calming my soul 
Will lead in the direction of self control 

At last I have found my Will I must say
Just over the horizon I will find my way

September 21, 2023
MarkWaldrop

Heart’s Burning Love Request

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Oh Lord, let my heart's fire blaze,
For Your love, my soul does raise.
In Your light, I seek to learn,
To cleanse my heart, for You I yearn.

Replace my guile and frailties, I pray,
With love, mercy, and guidance each day.
By the Holy Spirit, let me be led,
To walk the path Your word has spread.

In this burning heart, a fervent desire,
To be closer to You, to aim even higher.
With each beat, let Your presence ignite,
A love that shines forever bright.

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MarkWaldrop
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Mark Daniluk

Which bus am I on

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Public transportation bus in New York in Manhattan, New York
Which bus do I find myself on these days
Is it a bus of understanding a bus of Praise

The old bus picks me up every morning 
To take me to my destination 
After a day of hard work I board returning home with no hesitation 

It’s not the bus that makes my life it’s what’s in my heart that brings love or strife
The old bus just takes me where I need to go
It is left up to me to find what my heart should know

September 20, 2023
MarkWaldrop

Come with

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Couple hikers celebrating success in sunset mountains, accomplish with arms up outstretched. Young man and woman on rocky mountain range looking at beautiful inspirational landscape view, Gran Canaria Canary Islands.
Come with me on my journey I pray
As I stroll down life’s pathway today

Around each winding turn and curve
We will  discover our unexpected love

The distress of climbing up the steep mountain 
Reaching the plateau discovering an overflowing fountain

It was worth the pain to ascend  to the summit
To view a brilliant sparkling speeding commet 

Faith leads us from one mountain top to another
Leaving the trials in the valleys of my brother

Come to that yonder hill we see
To forever spend a life in eternity

September 19, 2023
MarkWaldrop

Wandering F-35 Brought Home

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In the sky, a squadron strong and bold,
A hundred F-35s, gleaming gold.
Yet one dared wander far astray,
From the ninety-nine, it chose to stray. 

But the military, with hearts so true,
Left the ninety-nine, their mission in view.
They searched the skies and land so wide,
For the one that chose to leave their side.

And when they found it, a lonely sight,
Their F-35 returning, late in the night
For in that moment, they came to see,
The one that was lost was meant to be

So, like the parable's lesson profound,
In unity and care, strength is found.
For the one that wandered, they cherished more,
In the skies of unity, they'd forever soar.

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Divine Path of Light

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In the vast expanse of cosmic grace,
I'm but a speck in this wondrous place.
He, the universe's eternal youth,
The embodiment of purest truth.

I follow in awe, with humbled heart,
As He weaves His art, a celestial chart.
He leaves a trail of His radiant light,
For my fragile soul, a guiding sight.

I tread lightly on this sacred ground,
In His presence, a treasure I've found.
For in His wake, a glimpse I spy,
Of the divine, as He passes by.

Oh, how fortunate, this path I share,
With the One whose love is beyond compare.
I'm just a speck, He's everything, it's true,
Yet He reveals His beauty for me and you.

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Inspired by my friend 
Mark Daniluk

It’s Springtime somewhere

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When winter comes and its bitter cold outside
Not to worry or fret; I will soon be satisfied

Wait, wait, glorious spring is on the way
I will have ample time to frolic and play

It's Springtime somewhere; the feeling is in the air
It's Springtime somewhere. Thank God its almost here

As I patiently wait, my bones can feel the excitement so near
With the signs of Spring, budding flowers bring great cheer

No matter where I am  or the feelings I have, it’s Springtime somewhere
Thanking My God every precious day, there is a new feeling in the air when I pray.

September 15, 2023
MarkWaldrop