Leftovers are the most misunderstood creation of mankind We’re not sure where they come from, they confuse the mind Often thinking of leftovers we think of food The second time around puts us in a better mood Have you ever assembled a grill, bookcase, or Bike I bet you had more parts than you would like Leftovers are just a natural law of the land Better to have leftovers than none in the hand July 19, 2022 Mark Waldrop
The identity of Satan is most difficult to see He is the artificial light blinding the truth to you and me Satan roams the world looking for empty souls to fill Giving Eternal damnation to those who do not resist his Will Do not become disheartened my dear friend He has been overcome by JESUS, who will walk with you through the end Put the LOVE of GOD Through HIS SON JESUS in your heart today There will be no more room for the evil one to stay July 18, 2022 Mark Waldrop
A Stranger knocketh at the door for me I am afraid to answer his knock I plea Letting him in could change my life Letting him in could bring much strife I jarred the door to see what I might see Oh the Glory that my eyes beheld In front of me That STRANGER was sent from GOD above. To fill my lonely Heart with HIS LOVE So if a stranger you should meet Take a closer look before you retreat He may be sent from GOD Above To fill your empty life with HIS love
The sounds of Charleston by day and by night They are two most distinctive genres alright. By day, sounds of horses on the cobblestone street. By Night, faint mournful cries from ships at sea. Day brings much hustle and bustle from every direction. Night brings the more subdued sounds with much affection. No matter what part of Charleston your in The rhythmic sounds keep Echoing from within.
Charleston had many aromas on its bustling streets. The fragrance of the Magnolia Blossoms, oh so sweet. The stench of the slave ships off shore. The smell of blood and sweat that we abhor. All combined with the smells of the eateries downtown. Painted a true picture of Charleston embellishing her Crown.
When the time comes for us to separate Let us remember our meeting was not by fate Separation is only a short time my friend Soon we will be meeting in Heaven that has no end
The Human is the hardest horse to tame Many reasons, most of which bring us shame Blinders help, keeping us from looking astray A bit in the mouth keeps us straightaway A whip, once in a while will urge us on Sharp prickly spurs, help make our evil thoughts gone Still not tamed, for I am truly strong-willed Only GOD can tame us through HIS perfect will
When I go Four Paws Up I can’t wait to give it up I will glide into Heaven On that Ole Steam Engine # 7 My hand has been on the throttle And my eye upon the rail So my run could be made successful So that we may never fail When I meet My Dear Loving Savior I will praise him for evermore Resting in his Wondrous Glory Forever and Forever to Adore
Pray or not. I just put the bacon on. It will increase my cholesterol before I’m gone
When the Sun comes up in the morning Did you ever think to see That’s the LORD’S FACE, Shining on you and me. He Blesses us and Keeps us no matter where we go. Always Watching over each of us we always know HIS FACE SHINES on all, the good the bad the bound, and the free His LOVE is always there waiting for you and me The LORD is so GRACIOUS to patiently tarry for so long Making the right decision will keep us eternally strong PEACE HE Gives to all, who accept HIS ONLY SON JESUS For finding HIS GREAT LOVE, HE will Always Remain within Us Numbers 6:22-26 July 14, 2022 Mark Waldrop Penned especially for my friend Tim C Luther KO4QEB