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ALL LIVES MATTER

ACRES OF DIAMONDS

ON ASSIGNMENT

HEAVENLY CHOICES

SATAN'S PLOT



THE MUSIC OF LIFE

MY MIRACLE

HOPE AND FAITH

CONFIDENCE IN CHRIST JESUS

Live-streaming

THE WONDERS OF HIS LOVE

SPIRITUAL THINGS

AIN'T NO ROCK

20/20 Vision

PROTECTING OUR BLINDSIDE

HE CHOOSE ME

SEEN AND LOVED BY GOD

TREASURE BOX

SETTLED OUT OF COURT

JESUS KNEW

BASKET OF EGGS

The AGONY AND THE ECSTACY

IT IS A MATTER OF THE HEART

BLIND MEN

STAY IN YOUR LANE

THE MESSIAH'S SEAT

THE SILENT CRY

THE SINFULNESS OF SIN

THE GLORY OF GOD

MORE THAN JUST A BABE

GOD'S GUARDIAN ANGELS

SHAME, OH SHAME, AMERICA

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The Day The Angels Cried
 
 While tuning in to CNN
 I stared in disbelief…
For once again the USA
Was dealing with the thief.
 
The demented thief meant to steal,
To kill and to destroy…
To rob us of our children…
To steal our Christmas joy.
 
I can visualize the panic!
The reaction to it all!
Realization must have dawned
 As they watched each other fall!
 
Were their little faces frozen
In a fear they couldn’t name?
 Were their guardian angels at the scene?
Yes, I do believe they came
 
To carry them to comfort…
To be sheltered in God’s arms.
Protected from a wicked world…
From everyone and thing that harms.
 
Now, Father supply solace
For the ones left here to mourn…
Touch their hearts and hold them
When they’re feeling too forlorn.
 
Yes, Precious Jesus gathered up
Each little one who died…
But December fourteenth will be known
As the day the Angels cried.
 
Doris Jacobs-Covington
December 15, 2012
 

Roman 5:-5
Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings,
 because we know that suffering produces
 perseverance; perseverance, character;
and character, hope.  And hope does not
 disappoint us, because God has poured out
 his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit,
whom he has given us.

 
Romans 8:38-39
For I am convinced that neither death nor life,
 neither angels nor demons, neither the present
 nor the future, nor any powers, neither height
 nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be
able to separate us from the love of God that is in
 Christ Jesus our Lord










THE DAY THE ANGELS CRIED


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