Showing posts with label pledge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pledge. Show all posts

Friday, September 25, 2009

A Thing of Beauty


There is a thing of beauty that’s so wondrous to behold,
And if asked what is its value I would say worth more than gold,
The young can never own it or appreciate its worth,
But among life’s blessings it’s the greatest one on earth

It’s love that stands the test of time in all its imperfection,
Two people keep their solemn vow pledged in youth’s affection,
They build a home within its bounds and never walk away,
Faithful always to each other each and every day

They face the challenges and joys, the calm and stormy weather,
Accomplishments and disappointments both are shared together,
And never with a coward’s tongue do they say, this is it,
And never ever do they say when struggles come, I quit

The love that stands the test of time forgives and then forgets,
It does not cling to grudges or resentments or regrets,
But often it must kindly turn a gentle blinded eye,
And never can it be neglected for fear then it would die

The hands that joined so soft and young are wrinkled now and worn,
But only the vile or foolish would look at them in scorn,
For these are the hands that toiled together and dried each-others tears,
The hands that clasped each evening in humble, thankful prayer

This love that stands the test of time is truly a thing of beauty,
It seeks no selfish glory or performs simply for duty,
For some the test of time is long, for others it is short,
Oh, may God bless each one who loves each day til death doth part

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Happy 46th Anniversary, Mom and Dad!!!!

Monday, August 3, 2009

No Passing Fancy


His loves no passing fantasy
His love flows on forever
No leaf upon an autumn breeze
Or floating down a river
So do not choose with apathy
His high and holy calling
His loves no passing fantasy
Like spring-time snowflakes falling

We cannot choose to walk away
And never give an answer
If we have bowed our knee to pray
In some quick passing fancy
God is not mocked and He will judge
What is right and pure
If we to Him our love have pledged
A soldier must endure

His offering is no fantasy
Or just a passing fancy
His offering sets the sinner free
And heavy hearts a-dancing
His loves the Greatest Mystery
Not a passing season
He does not love us casually
Or without any reason

So when we bow beneath His call
Before His sacred altar
Our name recorded in his scroll
His grace will never falter
We cannot choose to walk away
As from a passing whim
His cross is not a fantasy
And we will answer Him

Janet Martin All Rights reserved


He who was seated on the throne said,"I make everything new!". Then He said,"Write this down for these words are trustworthy and true." He said to me: "It is done. I am theAlpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End.
To him
who is thirsty I will give him to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life.He who overcomes will inherit all this, and I will be his God and he will be my son.Rev.21:5-7