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Jesus Is Always True

I'm So Glad I Know the Lord Do You Know Him, Too?

Cooling the Apple Pies In the Windows

Remembering Mother's Day

The Beautiful Pink Daffodils

I Once Was Lost But Now I See

Mom's Gardenia Bush

The Wind and the Waves

Remembering Dad and Mom

The Beautiful Camellias

The Green Grass Of Home

The Love Of One Brother For Another

He Came Alone

Mother's Day In Heaven

I''d Rather Have Jesus

Jesus is Real

The Ringing of the Christmas Bells

Courtney and Ronnie Are My Mentors

Zandra Sees the Robin

The Love Of His Life Has Passed Away

Praise the Lord

Lyle--A Man of Many Talents

Ronnie and His Invaluableness

Ronnie--A Man With A Purpose

The Happiness of the Birds Is God's Gift To All People

Be One That Circumspectly Walks to Please God

Mom's Desire to Please God Is For All Time

Lyle Is a Treasured Man Whom I Care and Love

Ronnie and His Desire to Love Others

The Birds From God Gently Sing

Ronnie--a Man of Truth Always

Give of Your Best to Jesus All the Time

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Five Months and Eighteen Days Will Be Christmas Day

I hope you are like Ebenezer with keeping Christmas all the year.
If not, then you have some time left before the big day happens.
There are five months and eighteen days left  for the big day.
You can almost hear the bells jingling and the carolers caroling up and down the street.
Music is certainly  part of Christmas time for everyone whether you can sing or not.
It is making a joyful noise to the Lord that matters.
There are expectations from the  children of what it will be like this year.
Some of the homeless only wish for a warm meal and some cheer for their holiday.
If you are; in a position of doing so, give them what they wish and surprise them.
It will do your heart good to give the desires to a child who asks for Christmas to be good to them.
Never think yourself so high and mighty that  you cannot hear the cries of a child.
Do all you can to make their wish come true and you'll  be pleased as  you do.
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