My Birthday Prayer

Dear Lord, cake 2

My birthday is a gift from you,
So Lord, guide me the whole year through.

This year Lord, may I sin less
And each time I err, at once confess.

May I follow the Bible as best I can;
May I learn to live by your good plan;

For Lord, I want to always be
A good steward of  the time you give to me.

In the name of Christ Jesus, I pray.     Amen

 

 

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TOUCH SOMEONE’S LIFE

TOUCH SOMEONE’S LIFE

You can touch someone’s life,
Just by what you say or do,
It’s nice to be able to do that,
And I’m going to do it too.

It might be by an act of kindness,
Or just by something we say,
It really doesn’t matter what it is,
Because it will sure make their day.

So try to touch someone’s life,
And show them your love,
Then you will be blessed in so many ways,
From our Lord and Savior above.

Submitted by D.B.

 

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He has just gone home…

I wrote this poem after viewing the body of a dear friend at the funeral home.  He was a Christian man, totally devoted to the Lord; and everyone who attended his visitation and funeral knew exactly where he was going.  We were all sorry that we would not see him again in this life but joyous because we knew he had happily gone to his home in heaven.       

He has just gone Home

Lying here, you see a shell
Of the dear man we knew so well.

It looks just like it was before
His soul was summoned to death’s door,

But this is not the man we knew—
It’s something like a worn out shoe.

He left the face that looks the same;
This is the form that bore his name;

But the one we love has slipped through time
To awake to his reward sublime;

So today weep for yourself alone—
He is not dead; he has just gone home.
bible art B. Killebrew

                                            

 John 14:1-3

And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and
receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.

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Maybe I Love You

Am I in love?

Maybe I Love You
You tell me that you love me
And you cannot set me free;

And you’re sure that I love you
And will know someday it’s true.

Faced with your determination,
I have felt some consternation–

When I’m face to face with your insistence,
I simply cannot make resistance;

So maybe what you say is true—
It looks like I might love you too!

By Betty L. Killebrew
Copyright May 30, 2005

Please note:  This poem is from my book “Love Poems with a Story: 101 vignettes of love for every age and stage in life.” It’s available at Amazon.  Consider buying one for someone you love.  Because of the stories, it’s suitable not only for sweethearts but for mothers, aunts, really almost anyone.  Of course it’s suitable for many occasions: birthdays, wedding and wedding shower gifts, Valentine’s day and anniverseries.  Order your copy today.

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This Life is not all there is…

This life is not all there is…

Do not despair at the speed
With which life dashes away
For someday you’ll be where an eon
Is just like a single day;

Just turn to our Lord for guidance;
His staff is ever in view
You can walk with Him with assurance
There’s a heavenly home for you.

B. Killebrew

Read more articles, stories and poems by B. Killebrew at: www.inspirationalarchive.com

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A Real Pain in the Neck

Can someone literally be
A pain in the neck to you?
Yes, I can assure you,
That’s entirely true.

When stress and tension gather
Little neck muscles in a knot,
It feels like there’s a vice
In which your neck is caught.

And someone harsh
Or filled with gloom
Can stress you
To this neck pain doom;

So if someone
Is stressful
And makes your neck
Feel dreadful,

My advice
Is very plain–
Walk away
And forget their name.

  Betty Killebrew

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Let’s Fall in Love

Love seeks to be returned…

 Let’s Fall in Love

Let’s fall in love today;
It should be easily done;
Actually I’m half way there,
So gracious, please don’t run.

Just sit and get to know me—
I think I am your type—
And as for me, where love’s concerned
I am entirely ripe.

So why don’t you just learn to love me;
That’s the point of this whole rhyme—
We need to fall in love today;
There is no better time. 

By Betty L. Killebrew
Copyright May 30, 2005

Please note:  This poem is from my book “Love Poems with a Story: 101 vignettes of love for every age and stage in life.”  It’s available at Amazon.  Consider buying one for someone you love.  Because of the stories, it’s suitable not only for sweethearts but for mothers, aunts, really almost anyone.  Of course it’s suitable for many occasions: birthdays, wedding and wedding shower gifts, Valentine’s day and anniverseries.  Order your copy today.

 

 

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A Clean, Fresh Love

Love has beginnings… 

A Clean, Fresh Love

My love’s as clean and fresh
As the early morning dew;
I became a whole new person
The moment I met you.

All the long years of my lifetime
That I had known before
Seemed to vanish like a vapor
And go wafting out the door.

I forgot the life I knew—
Forgot everything I’d done—
As I focused on the joy
That at last I’d found THE ONE! 

By Betty L. Killebrew

Copyright May 30, 2005

Please note:  This poem is from my book “Love Poems with a Story: 101 vignettes of love for every age and stage in life.” It’s available at Amazon.  Consider buying one for someone you love.  Because of the stories, it’s suitable not only for sweethearts but for mothers, aunts, really almost anyone.  Of course it’s suitable for many occasions: birthdays, wedding and wedding shower gifts, Valentine’s day and anniverseries.  Order your copy today.

 

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No Asthma for my Honey

I have a case of asthma
Which makes me gasp and wheeze;
I grow a little worse each day
From pollen in the breeze.

And so my granddaughter , three years old,
Is busy looking for
The cat she thinks I hid somewhere
Before she came in the door.

She thinks her grandma’s back can growl
And would have “called the doctor”
If I had not been near the phone
And so that I could stop her.

I know she doesn’t understand
And hope she won’t find out
Why Grandma makes a racket
When she breathes in and out.

I hope she never feels this way—
For victims it’s not funny—
And I sure hope asthma never hits
My precious little Honey.

Betty Killebrew

Read more articles, stories and poems by Betty Killebrew at:  www.inspirationalartchive.com

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Kids at Grandma’s House

If you are a grandma with kids coming to your house for christmas–or anytime reallly–you should be able to relate to this poem.

Kids at Grandma’s House

The kids came to Grandma’s house
And turned it upside down;
You couldn’t find a place to walk
With all the toys around.

The cousins are the greatest friends;
They got along quite well
Except for once or twice
When someone had a temper spell.

Of course, they broke a knick-knack—
That’s why Grandma has her glue
And after all the children left
She made it “good as new.”

The baby fought off sleep so long,
He made himself so mad
That he had the longest crying spell
Grandma ever saw him have.

He also did some spittin’ up:
There was chocolate on some faces,
And several things kept here and there
Are now in other places.

But grandma has new things to tell
To last the whole week through;
When grandkids come to Grandma’s house
She loves whatever they do!

Elizabeth Ruth

Read other articles, poems and stories by Elizabeth Ruth at:  www.inspirationalarcive.com

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