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River of Life in Verse By Brenda Drake

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I recently published my newest book River of Life in Verse and am trying to get some traffic on Amazon. It is signed up to KDP select. You can read it on kindle for free or buy it for $2.99. In order for my books to get any traction I need my readers to leave a honest review.

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Faith Walks Through New Year’s Door by Brenda Drake

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Faith Walks Through New Year’s Door

Hope and faith walks through the New Year’s door;
With good memories kept safe and the rest left in the hands of the Lord.
Tomorrow’s sun shines like diamonds in the sea,
With the alluring pull of what ahead may be.
New vision, new plans, with a slate clean,
To start building on the new year’s dreams.
Hope and faith are joined with joy and peace within,
Knowing without knowing how the Lord is leading them.
Happy New Year to all is my desire and I pray,
Your hope and faith grows stronger in each passing day.

Like the Hidden Penny By Brenda Drake

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Whisper: You are as the lost coin, You are beautiful and Mine.

2 Corinthians 5:17
Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.

Like the Hidden Penny

Like the penny hidden away,
Not valued high …not on display,
Rather plain, and tarnished with time,
Common, like many others in design.
Hidden… among other discarded things
But its destiny was to be in the presence of the King.
Without effort it travels from one drawer to the next.
For quite awhile no one really paid attention to it.
It was so small and dirtied with the world’s touch;
No one but God would pick it up.
But what a wonderful change took place,
When God touched it with His grace.
The world still may wonder what it is they see;
For on the outside, it is not at all what the world wants it to be.
But it has traveled from the rubbish into the high place to stay.
The world was wrong; it is to be on display.
It has been polished to become,
An object that represents the good work of God’s Son,

I am now held in high honor only because of God’s
good work in me.

When Christmas Time Hurts By Brenda Drake

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This is truly a wonderful time of year; even strangers seem to have ready smiles and greetings of good cheer.  In our excitement and bustle we forget Christmas time is lonely for many around us; life-situations have caused hurts and heartaches that have stolen the beauty of their holiday. Lord, help us to be aware of the feelings of others and remind us to lift their spirits by our prayers, love, and concern.

When Christmas Time Hurts

When Christmas-time hurts and joy has fled far away,
And there is no magic left in this once-special day.
All the sweet songs that once cheered now cause sadness within.
Oh how you would love to find pleasure in them again.
The hurting heart remembers sadly its personal loss,
And refuses to be cheered so their mind is cross.
Held in a prison unable to look outside to see,
The gift of the Christmas story that sets them free.
When Christmas-time hurts there is remedy to heal;
Its power is sure, its touch is real.
Find another person that has a heart that is down,
Do something, anything that removes their frown.
Find a little child that has lack,
Provide for them and your joy comes back.
Get your mind in things good, right, pure and true;
Set yourself to motion to the good thing do.
Bring your aching heart to the Father for His healing touch.
Renew your faith as you to Him entrust;
All the hurts, pains of this time of year,
Little by little the sweet joy and peace of Christmas reappears.

Luke 2:13-14
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

Have A Merry Christmas by Brenda Drake

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Have a Merry Christmas
  

We celebrate Jesus, His love and His birth;
 As we again marvel how the Creator chose to come to earth.
 He was born of a virgin as was foreordained;
 Witnessed by a star His holy entrance proclaimed.
 Angels sang of God’s purpose to those who would hear,
 Shepherds and wise men bowed as they drew near.
 We give gifts to others to celebrate God’s greatest gift bestowed.
 He is the greatest gift our hearts can hold.
 When we share Him we share life,
 When we share Him we share light.
 He is the bread that nourishes our soul.
 He is the one that makes lost found and the empty full and whole.
 When we celebrate Christmas we honor Him.
 So again I say, Merry Christmas let our celebrations begin!
  
  

Christmas Gift Retold By Brenda Drake

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Christmas Gift Retold

In our Country Thanksgiving is the start,
Of Christmas seasons journey of the heart.
We give thanks to our Creator for all the blessings bestowed.
To the wise the truth of the greatest gift unfolds,
Jesus birth to the one wise
Is a window of opportunity to open the heart’s eyes.
The utter beauty of a love so grand,
Is as hard as it is easy to understand.
God so loved the world He sent His Son,
To be born of a virgin to die a sinful, painful, death for everyone.
This love could and would be grasped by many, but shunned by many too.
But the beauty of God’s gift is each year its retold and delivered again to me and you.
Gifts are exchanged and goodwill expressed to one another,
Families are drawn together to their love rediscover,
Trees are lit in colors bright to behold,
And an angel or star placed high to lead to the joys that under the tree unfolds.
But the wise still remember why they have this day of celebration,
That Jesus is the reason for the season.
Lift up oh heart in praise at a love so grand,
That even the unbelievers celebrate what they don’t yet understand.

River of Life in Verse By Brenda Drake

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Just in time for Christmas River of Life in Verse soon to be available on Amazon. $2.99 kindle $11.99 Paperback 25.99 in Hardcover. River of Life in Verse is in color in Kindle, Paperback, and in Hardcover. Other Brenda Drake Poetry books available are: Waves of Comfort, God’s Whispers to the Heart, Love Makes a Way, Not Just Ordinary, and Collected Thoughts. All are available on Amazon.

Thanksgiving List By Brenda Drake

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What have I to thank God for this day we set aside?
First, I can thank Him that I am alive;
I have a family and I have close friends.
Surely we can give thanks to Him.
If there is a roof over our head we are not on the streets like some,
If we’ve food on our table enough for everyone,
If we live in a Country that still is free to express,
Our  love for God and His ways confess,
If we’ve feet to walk on and arms to raise,
And eyes to see, ears to hear, and a voice to give praise,
When we know Jesus and can read His Word,
And can freely express all we’ve heard,
There is a bright shining future promised when we believe,
And a love that will endure through eternity,
I must give thanks for all my blessings on this special day,
And I must remember to sing His praise.
What else do I have to thank God for?
I could add to this list much, much more!

Psalms 30:4
Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks  at the remembrance of his holiness

Attitudes are Like the Clothes we Wear By Brenda Drake

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In your closet you will see some of your very favorite
clothes – but you may only wear them on special occasions.|
Everyday clothes you put on without thought – they are just there and are convenient.
Some that you know fit you perfectly…. they are so comfortable you automatically and often put them on There are a few that you feel look the best on you… the colors or the style is very flattering.

Attitudes are like the clothes you wear;  some are put on or taken off because of the atmosphere around you.  (The heavy winter coat that is a blessing may feel like a curse in the heat.)

Attitudes are like the clothes you wear.  Most of us have a variety to choose from and it is our preference what we desire to put on.
Attitudes are like clothes we choose to wear. They can be comfortable, convenient, or necessary: some tattered old favorites and some just to be worn out in public.


Just like a much worn shirt needs to be cleansed – so do our attitudes.  Just like our clothes need to be repaired and mended… so do our attitudes.


Attitudes are like the clothes we wear.  What is your favorite attitude you wear in public?  What attitude do you wear most around the house?  When the winds or storms of life blow… what attitude do you put on?  Anger?  Fear?  Anxiety? Bitterness?  What is the attitude that you feel that looks best on you?  Which one fits your desire most? 


If attitudes are like the clothes we wear… some of us need a whole new wardrobe! 


Jesus has the perfect clothes prepared.  He clothes us in His robe of righteousness.  He is the One that will help cleanse our attitudes to glorify Him.


My prayer:  Lord put on me your goodness, and help me to remember to come often to the Living Water for a healthy drink of your love.  Help me also to remember that while I’m  there I need to clean up my attitudes too.  Here I am Lord cleanse me I pray.

You Healed Me Like By Brenda Drake

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Page 23 Waves of Comfort by Brenda Drake

Insecurities plagued me.  I could easily see all that was wrong with me.  I was learning all that Jesus has done for me on the cross.  The holy scriptures are teaching me some beautiful truths of His wondrous love and kindness toward those that Jesus died for.

You Healed Me Like

Just as the man in the Bible was touched so he could see,
Jesus did the same thing for me.
My eyes were opened so I could recognize
The provision of His sacrifice.
Like the deaf man was healed back then,
My ears were opened so the truth entered in.
The truth about Jesus I understood.
Thank You Lord that now my hearing is good.
Like the healing in the Scriptures of the man dumb,
My mouth is able to sing the praise of God’s Son.
I like the lame man can now walk on God’s path.
No longer am I helpless, flat on my back.
My God leads me now step by step.
I am learning fast but I am not running yet.
Like the once crippled man picked up his bed long ago,
I pick up my cross to follow the way I need to go.
All the examples of healing done back then
Is performed in all that are born again.
I marvel when Lazarus raised from the dead,
That received life at the words Jesus said.
I can almost picture it was me,
I was once bound – but now I am free.
I am born anew…. The old me is no more,
For I have been healed as I abide in my Lord.
I am now a seeing, hearing child of the King,
Walking forward, loving to His praises sing.