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Living Fully in Your Will/A Prayer Our Father, who art in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name, Thy Kingdom come, THY WILL BE DONE.... |
by Janet Martin |
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Are You Hungry? I cried, "Lord, fill me!" He asked, "Are you hungry?" |
by Janet Martin |
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Mother's Hands This is truly a tribute to my Mother, who raised ten children. Her name is Grace and she is a shining example of Grace everyday. |
by Janet Martin |
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Unborn I was asked to write the thoughts of an unborn fetus whose mother is thinking of aborting. Again not a poem I wish to write, but as a Christian, I must speak for the "Unborn. |
by Kathleen Higham |
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Never Enough Hugs I met a medical microbiologist turned wood carver. She worked in Dana Farber Cancer Institute. As she signed a carving for me she said, "When you work in a cancer ward there is never enough hugs." Her gift and her heart are carved from God. |
by Kathleen Higham |
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Innocence A counselor asked me to write a poem about abuse of children. It was not something I would choose or even want to write about. I thought no to this request, but God thought yes. |
by Kathleen Higham |
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Tears My friend sent me 4 beautiful verses from Oswald Chambers. She asked me if I have seen Jesus and could I write about it. The verses were so exquisite, I found it hard to expound on them, but God gave me a poem, as always. |
by Kathleen Higham |
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Broken Our Pastor's son had an excruciating leg lengthening surgery. After the surgeon breaks the leg bones, growth occurs. This young man told his Dad, "Pain is a gift." There is hope, as we are all so broken, but growth grows in broken places. |
by Kathleen Higham |
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Final Walk Exhausted I can hardly crawl and then I drop it as I fall.My shoulder hurts - the pain intense.Everyone stares in awed suspense. |
by louis gander |
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