Posts tagged ‘music’

If We’re Honest

I love this song 💕

My Favorite Songs Today <3

I want to share with you two of my favorite songs. This one reminds me of our worship service today at church. Can we do this every day, please? Thank you to each of the pastors and everyone there ❤ You are all a valuable treasure!!! Praise God ❤ :

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vg5qDljEw7Q&feature=youtu.be

 

 

And when I heard this one, I had to do something 😉 :

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_RjndG0IX8

 

Enjoy!

Saturday stew 10

Jesus, I thank You for everything You have done, that nothing we can do or have done will ever change the limitless love that You have for us ❤

Tonight I was given an invaluable gift I want to share with you ❤

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=dwv_95IMvj8

Yellow – all have sinned and fall short of the Glory of God. Romans 3:23

Black – the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 6:23

Red – God provides His own love for us in that while we were still sinners Christ died for us. Romans 5:8

White – For by grace you are saved, through faith and it is not from yourselves; it is a gift from God-not from works, so that no one can boast. Ephesians 2:8-9

Green – If you confess with your mouth "Jesus is Lord", and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. With the heart one believes, resulting in righteousness, and with the mouth one confesses, resulting in salvation . Romans 10:9-10

If you've never had a personal relationship with Jesus, I invite you to pray with me now .

Remember we have all fallen …and it is the wages , something we earn is death…. But Jesus brings us the gift of Salvation, LIFE ❤

All we do is say " Jesus I have sinned , I have done wrong. Apart from You , I deserve death. I thank You for paying my debt. I repent , I need You to come into my life and fill me anew each day . You alone are Lord Jesus ❤ Amen <3"

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Prosody

I see tenderness within your eyes.
Fatigue,
such a heavy weight,
is trying to consume you.
Come sit by the Fire;
Feel the Heat,
in comparison to the chill the night brings.
Precious child,
you contain a treasure:
the delicate soundof a gentle rhythm.
Rest for the days ahead.

Moonlight Melody

Plaid tennis shoes kicking up snowflakes

under a blanket of song.

Two eyes locked with hearts dancing –

whispers echoing “I belong;

right here in your arms” –

grey whiskers, twinkling wrinkles –

we’re caught in time.

Treasure is found as all disappears,

we’re just warming up…

guarding with a passion what’s mine.

Though our wheels turn in different directions,

our hearts exist on the same Rod

Freedom is belonging to you, Sweetheart,

balanced between heaven and earth;

sealed with the promise of God.

Music Of The Journey

( encouraged by a dear friend to write )

This Creative artist
loves classical music;
Compassion is the media
with which I work.
Yet distorted footprints
are sapping my Joy .
Where did you come from
you vicious beast?
Randomly clawing my brain
….Distorting my treble clef…
Dropping me
to an immobilizing state
for days,
Leaving books unread,
Pictures unfinished,
Music flat;
Feeling like I’m losing control.
Few know who you are…
have felt
the outline of your form.
The pain you inflict
lasts only seconds…
A skip on a record;
Pressing your print
firm in my brow;
Driving your claw
deep into sporadic
spots through my artists tarp.
Were you my fathers pet,
Haunting his mind…
Imprisoning him in seizures ?
But you were captured
with a pill. …
Clamped into submission.
You are not allowed here !
Will you dissolve
in the water
I use to paint?
Or retreat
through restful lullaby
of vintage violin?
Your wanderings
have been noted!
No longer
will you hide
in the shadows
of who I am,
nor change the direction
of which I am headed!
With the map I’ve been given,
I shall follow the Captain
across pioneered trails
to where crescendos tickle
and harmonies tease
at a Gallery of Masterpieces.

Note Worthy

With my mouth shut in a crowded room, lips sealed with the fear of rejection.. I look around the room with my ears. Tenors, bass , sopranos, altos weave together there eclectic voices together through coughs, tears and squirming children to boldly give thanks to The One Who loves to hear their voices … To know their hearts. Oh that such Warmth would deafen my self and set my voice free!!