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Daily prayer

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Dear Lord, I thank you for this day. I thank You for me being able to see and to hear this morning. I’m blessed because You are a forgiving God and an understanding God. You have done so much for me and You keep on blessing me. Forgive me this day for everything I have done, said or thought that was not pleasing to you. I ask now for Your forgiveness.

Please keep me safe from all danger and harm. Help me to start this day with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude. Let me make the best of each and every day to clear my mind so that I can hear from You.


Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things.


Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no control over. Let me continue to see sin through God’s eyes and acknowledge it as evil. And when I sin, let me repent, and confess with my mouth my wrongdoing, and receive the forgiveness of God.


And when this world closes in on me, let me remember Jesus’ example — to slip away and find a quiet place to pray. It’s the best response when I’m pushed beyond my limits. I know that when I can’t pray, You listen to my heart. Continue to use me to do Your will.


Continue to bless me that I may be a blessing to others. Keep me strong that I may help the weak. Keep me uplifted that I may have words of encouragement for others. I pray for those who are lost and can’t find their way. I pray for those who are misjudged and misunderstood. I pray for those who don’t know You intimately. I pray for those who will delete this without sharing it with others. I pray for those who don’t believe. But I thank you that I believe.


I believe that God changes people and God changes things. I pray for all my sisters and brothers. For each and every family member in their households. I pray for peace, love and joy in their homes that they are out of debt and all their needs are met.


I pray that every eye that reads this knows there is no problem, circumstance, or situation greater than God. Every battle is in Your hands for You to fight. I pray that these words be received into the hearts of every eye that sees them and every mouth that confesses them willingly..


This is my prayer.
In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

 
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Posted by on July 31, 2013 in IBM

 

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Handicapped child

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From The Heart Of A Handicapped Child To His Mother

 

You think you have failed me,

But I know you have given up everything for me.

You wonder why you were chosen for this overwhelming task,

But I know you are the perfect one for the job.

You feel guilty for going to work,

But I see you running home when I need you.

You are afraid that you won’t love me enough,

But I wonder if anyone could love me more.

You wonder if you could possibly fulfill my needs,

But I know you fulfill my needs before your own.

 

I have been loaned to you to teach you that

Patience conquers the greatest of frustrations;

Success comes in the smallest of accomplishments;

And love overlooks the greatest of weaknesses.

 

And you have succeeded.

Though others called me a tragedy

You saw in me the precious gift that so few choose to see,

The gift of unconditional love.

 
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Posted by on March 14, 2013 in Disability

 

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Seven Wonders of the World

 

 

 

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Posted by on March 9, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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INTO THE DEPTHS I SANK

INTO THE DEPTHS I SANK

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Into the depths of despair I sank

The more I sank the more I drank

I was in control you see

Cause that is what I said to me

This wasnt true but could not be stopped

But would carry on until I dropped

 

Then one night to church I went

Heard a message from heaven sent

I learned the error of my ways

He changed me then for all my days

For twenty years I’ve been drink free

Thank you Lord for saving me

 

My life was changed I met my wife

I new that He had changed my life

Two children fair were born to us

Two of them over whom to fuss

Soon a grampa I will be

Another blessing received from Thee

 

As I sit here in my chair

I really try to dispell despair

I will rather try a blessing be

Cause that is why the Lord saved me

For family and friends you gave to pray

I know you hear my prayer each day

 

I pray dear Lord that I have done

All that you asked for of your son

When I no more this earth do roam

When one day you do call me home

Amen

 

 
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Posted by on December 28, 2012 in Alcoholism, Disability

 

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Where God is AIN’T

 

Where God is
AIN’T

He was just a little boy,
On a week’s first day.
Wandering home from Bible school,

And dawdling on the way.

He scuffed his shoes into the grass;

He even found a caterpillar.

He found a fluffy milkweed pod

And blew out all the ‘filler.’

A bird’s nest in a tree overhead,

So wisely placed up so high.

Was just another wonder,
That caught his eager eye.

A neighbor watched his zigzag course,
And hailed him from the lawn;
Asked him where he’d been that day
And what was going on.

‘I’ve been to  Bible   School  ,’
He said and turned a piece of sod.
He picked up a wiggly worm replying,
‘I’ve learned a lot about God.’

‘M’m, very fine way,’ the neighbor said,
‘for a boy to spend his time.’
‘If you’ll tell me where God is,
I’ll give you a brand new dime.’

Quick as a flash the answer came!
Nor were his accents faint.
‘I’ll give you a dollar, Mister,
If you can tell me where God ain’t.’

 
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Posted by on September 25, 2012 in Disability

 

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When Your Hut’s On Fire

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island.  He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him.  Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.  Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.  One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky.  He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost.

 

He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, “God! How could you do this to me?”  Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island!  It had come to rescue him! “How did you know I was here?” asked the weary man of his rescuers.  “We saw your smoke signal,”
they replied.

The Moral of This Story :  It’s easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn’t lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain and suffering.  Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground.  It just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of God.

 

 
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Posted by on July 31, 2012 in Disability

 

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Life giving rain.

 

Sitting on my newly repaired patio a few weeks ago, I watched my dogs panting, even though we were all in the shade. The sun had left my favourite site by 10 o’clock and we all moved outside to catch the slightly cooling breeze. I picked up my coffee, after first carefully searching for any terrorist lizards planning an ambush or surprise and sipped at the strong sweet liquid while I surveyed my kingdom.

 

It has been incredibly hot the past few weeks with temperatures hovering around 35 deg C. The grass was dry and where it had not yet grown, the sand was parched and powdery, lying there in silence, while it waited. The rumble of distant thunder, announcing the possibility of drought breaking rain was rising to a crescendo. I watched the columns of ants scurrying around with frenzied urgency as they sensed the impending downfall which would no doubt flood their burrows with life giving and sometimes life destroying, rain.

 

The snails moved to find shelter under leaves and an old piece of wooden board that my son had left lying on the grass after the cricket game last night. The birds darted from branch to branch urgently as if seeking shelter from the impending storm, with one or two landing and settling close to the tree bole under some sort of cover. Birds, bees, ants and snails were all taking precautionary measures and even the dragonfly was flying with more purpose, rather than the usual flit and hover sequence I was used to.

 

The skies were getting darker and darker as the rain ladened clouds glided silently to form a seemingly impenetrable mass of rather malevolent looking facial shapes which kept changing as the wind currents up high, forced them into new ferocious formations, while spitting the occasional forked tongue of lightning in all directions. Every time the thunder clapped, my dogs barked in defiance and the various insects moved ever faster.

 

Suddenly there was a huge thunderclap followed by a vivid pyrotechnic display of lighting almost directly overhead. The dogs bolted for the safety of their boxes while I gently dabbed at the coffee I had thrown in my face, which was now dripping from my chin. I reminded myself to stop having coffee on the patio, because between lizards and thunder I seemed to have spilt more than I had drunk.

 

It brought back memories of when I was a couple of years younger and still had the strength to walk, there was nothing better than taking a walk without an umbrella in cooling summer rain, with the steam rising from the tar and the hot earthy smell as the first raindrops started to fall.

 

The heavens opened and it started to rain. The sight of the parched South African earth eagerly absorbing as much water as God could throw at it, combined with the smell, reminded me of why I love my country so much. If only this rain could wash away the greed, bickering and fighting, like it did to the leaves and other litter we left lying around, and mold us into one, like a great big mud ball, we would almost be in paradise.

 
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Posted by on July 9, 2012 in IBM

 

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