Tender Thoughts By Brenda Drake

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There is value in our words and actions but perhaps we need to start with our thought life.  The Word of God instructs us to think on things good and true.

Philippians 4:8-9
Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things. Those things, which ye have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.

Tender Thoughts

Tender thoughts flow through the heart as a soothing embrace
And the words formed are sweet to taste,
Gentle, flowering, sacrifices offered up in prayer.
Love shows its face to the God that cares.
The sweet perfume of sacrifice fills the atmosphere,
In the holy anointing that proves your God is near.
Deep sighs of peace in God’s comfort rests,
With satisfied heart convinced to watch for God’s best.
Hope filled eyes search for any sign,
To know and to follow as God designs.
The face lifts for heaven’s kiss,
As the coal is placed on unholy lips.
Praise and worship and wisdom will depart,
From the one that has a yielded and a still heart.
Tender thoughts, with words kind and full of respect,
Can a great harvest expect.
Practice makes perfect – with God’s help within,
Vessels are made as pure as God already sees them.
Follow the example of Jesus for He loved man so much,
He thought tender thoughts toward all as on the cross He touched.

Jeremiah 31:3
The LORD hath appeared of old unto me, saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee.

The Hollow Place Is Filled By Brenda Drake

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            We do not know just how empty we were until we feel how fulfilled we are after salvation.  We do not realize how dull the colors of life were until we experience the beauty of new life in Christ. It has been many years since I made the decision to ask Jesus to be the Lord of my life; but salvation’s beautiful gift still warms my being each day.

The Hollow Place Is Filled

In the hollow-sounding place where heart-questions rest,
Where unspeakable sins are silently confessed;
The aching, seeking soul is stripped bare and unadorned,
And every excuse remains within unformed.
The once blinded eyes are able to see,
 The wretched condition of their great need.
In utter desperation as in repentance they reach to God above.
The light of the truth is delivered by His love.
Great celebration – greatly full and filled,
With new-birth in the favor of the Father’s will.
New, reborn…every fiber of being restored,
By the wonderful work of Jesus Christ, the Lord.
Sweet, holy words of love come from the once barren land;|
Alive and fully dressed in righteous robe as the Father planned.
The faith-filled eyes have new vision…joy and peace is ahead.
Hungry hearts thirst for the Word: as for Jesus, the Word they live.
Joyous, holy, harvest comes from the life made new and whole;
For in the once empty, hollow-place God lives and overflows.

Psalms 32:5
I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the LORD; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

2 Chronicles 7:14

         If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

I Will Climb Over Every Molehill By Brenda Drake

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       I tend to cower at some of life’s situations.  I am amazed at some of the wonderful outcomes of situations that seemed impossible to me.  I know it is God’s provisions, strength, and ability that turn my mountains into molehills.

I Will Climb Over Every Molehill

The mountain turns a molehill before me.
When through God’s eyes I see.
What bars the way or my progress slows,
Cannot or will not hinder under His control.
My lack of resources proves when progress comes,
It is a work of divine-direction when all is done.
Mountains are moved out of my way,
So on God’s intended path I am able to stay.
When I waiver at the lack I see within,
Unsure and weak and do not know where to begin,
I remember the many times in the past;
When my Lord provided all I needed; then faith is back.
From His viewpoint I see clearly again,
Life’s hard mountain-climbs are not too difficult for Him.
With my heart at rest in His strength I the victory claim.
I will climb over every molehill in Jesus’ name.

Isaiah 41:10
Fear thou not; for I am with thee:
be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee;
yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand
of my righteousness.

King of My Mountain By Brenda Drake

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Do you remember when young playing the rough and tough game King of the Mountain? I was King but it was not a very long reign!  I was overthrown pretty quickly. This poem states the mountain is my life willingly ruled by King Jesus the Lover of my soul.

King of My Mountain

You are the King of my mountain and in my heart too.
I bow low within and live by Your rules.
I am subject to Your desires for me, for it is for my good.
Because of Your presence my desire is to do as I should.
My days are numbered when times will change;
Where my living-arrangements are rearranged.
I move from this life to a life with Christ Jesus my King,
In this place of forever where my heart will forever sing.
Until then, my Lord we will together play life’s game:
King of my mountain there You will remain.
With Your help we will conquer every foe we face.
With Your Word all fear and doubt is erased.
With You high and lifted up what have I to fear?
You are more than enough, for You see far and near.
Every day is a new day to together life do.
Jesus, King of the mountain all praise, honor, and glory belongs to You.

Revelation 19:16
And he hath on his vesture and on his thigh a name written, King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.

Philippians 2:9-11
Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

Desperate No More By Brenda Drake

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            I clearly remember trying so hard to be good.  I tried and tried but never felt like I had my mission accomplished.  The day I confessed my sin and asked Jesus to forgive and become Lord of my life was the day I knew I needed Him to be good.  My desperate search was over; Jesus was the answer my hungry heart strived to find.  In a moment He made me clean, reborn, whole, and new.

Desperate No More

Desperate soul – desperate no more;|
What was an empty place is now filled with the Lord.
Seeking, reaching; hearts for answers search,
Striving for assurance in their good works.
Trying and failing to the right way go;
But in an instant the truth is known.
The gentle help of Holy Spirit the heart prepares,
To hear and recognize the truth when shared.
In an instant the miracle takes place;
The desperate, lost soul is saved by grace.
Not one good reason is such a gift bestowed,
Other than God’s desire to draw into His fold.
The lost is found, darkness is invaded by the Light;
The once blind is given sight.
The diseased and poor is now richly made whole.
The outcast is brought into God’s eternal fold.
Rich in God’s favor and flavored with His love,
You are marked as precious property of God above.
Now dressed in robes of righteousness and peace;
Given a new heart to cause the Kingdom increase.
Desperate no more, faith in the Word is planted in.
As His bride the hope of Jesus’ return now rules within.

Revelation 21:4
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

Filtered Thoughts By Brenda Drake

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The Word of God, prayer, praise, and a heart that is willing to give thanks in every situation keep our thoughts and our words sweet.  When we begin to be discouraged and our attitude begins to stink so do our words and our thoughts.  God is so good He is always there to help us sing the sweet songs of praise again.

Filtered Thoughts

When the mind runs and races even when at rest.
It takes you into places that are not always best.
It takes practice, and it takes time,
Determination, and dedication to harness the run-away-mind.
To measure what you need to think;
Weight carefully what is sweet and what stinks.
The mind filtered by the Word will see,
There is a greater span of peace.
Do your thoughts cause you pain or stress?
Then filter them with God’s Word to be blessed.
Are you sinking into depression’s grasp?
Then quickly do as God’s Word asks.
Turn to the One that will lift you high,
Repent and your sin do not deny.
Filtered thoughts take the contamination away;
So only God’s Word is allowed to stay.
Pray in the name of Jesus the name above all names.
And God’s promised future claim.
With your mind on God, evil thoughts depart.
It is gift from Jesus who now dwells in your heart.

2 Corinthians 10:3-5
For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh: (For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;) Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ

Love Paints a Picture By Brenda Drake

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I used to paint pictures with oil, and acrylics.  Then one fine day the Lord gave me my first poem in a dream.  The joy of painting was overshadowed with the new gift bestowed upon me.  Now I paint with words of rhyme that agree with the Scriptures. With His help they will reach the lost.  With His leading they paint a picture of truth; the way of Salvation.

Love Paints a Picture

Sit quietly in prayer ready to hear love’s call,
Be still and know God and at His feet fall.
Love paints a picture, its lines are clear.
In fact, love paints a picture in words to hear.
Divine touches of flavor to tantalize your taste,
With the sweet-nectar of His amazing grace.
Love traveled from eternity into time.
Love became the created so you could the truth find.
Love spoke salvation into man from the start.
And love prepared a place to dwell in man’s heart.
Love paved a path that proved He is the Way.
Love makes sure His light is available in each day.
This is the day of Salvation for everyone that will receive.
He is the Word of Salvation; He supplies all you need.
Jesus is the Savior that shows love in each breath.
He is Love-sacrificed for you in His death.
He is love that conquered and rose from the grave,
He is life-eternal to all that are saved.
Love paints a picture for all who will hear,
Even in a word of rhyme Love’s call draws near.

Jeremiah 31:3
The Lord hath appeared of old unto me, saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love:
therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee.

1 John 4:16
And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth
in God, and God in him.

Who Do You Say I Am? By Brenda Drake

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I believe every person is asked this question at least once in their life.  If we are asked more than once we may have a different answer each time.  Now, I know my answer; You are my Lord, my Savior, and best friend. You are the Lover of my Soul, the King of kings, and the Lord of Lords.  There is no name above Jesus’ my God, the Creator of all things.

Who Do You Say I Am?

People have many opinions of Jesus across the lands.
Some call Him Lord and some call Him mere man.
Jesus is Lord, He is Life,
Jesus is the Son of God, He is the Christ.
There are countless things where He is proclaimed,
There is nothing or no one above His name.
But who do you say I am? Is the question;
Is Jesus only an expletive thrown about without affection?
Is He just a picture upon the wall of your life?
That has almost become invisible and forgotten in sight?
Is Jesus a fond memory of a song long-ago;
That states He loves you because the Bible tells you so?
Is Jesus’ name used only in case of emergency or strife?
As a magic-wand waved, to make things right?
Jesus asks us who do you say I am?
Jesus would tell you I AM.
I AM soon comes for those who truly know,
I am Savior and the lover of thier soul.

Mark 8:27
And Jesus went out, and his disciples, into the towns of Caesarea Philippi: and by the way he asked his disciples,
saying unto them, Whom do men say that I am?

God is Near By Brenda Drake

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There are times when everything feels like roses, and I feel God’s love surrounding me.  Then there are the days when I feel life just plain stinks.  When we keep our heart and mind on Jesus, and lift up all our concerns; soon all is well with my soul again.

God is Near

The breath of the wind, soft and gentle in its ways;
Soothes the body and the spirit on a warm day.
At peace, at rest, relaxing in Him;
Marveling in the touch you feel within.
When the sun shines upon you with its warmth just right;
This too is a time when in God’s presence you delight.
When you see the tiny child peacefully playing nearby,
In the innocence of faith reach to the sky.
When you hear joyous laughter by a stranger on the street,
If you look closely it could be an angel that you meet.
When you are silently at rest with spirit quiet too,
If you listen you may hear God’s whisper to you.
In your hard time with voices hard and loud,
 And you feel stressed and lost in a crowd,
When the winds howl and scream in your ear,
And you are unsettled, filled with anxiety and fear,
When your neighbor is angry and you feel under attack,
And you are extremely frustrated where you are at,
If you will lift your heart, your voice, and your ear,
You will find even in these situations your God is still near.

Zephaniah 3:17
The Lord thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy;
he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.

Tender Thoughts By Brenda Drake

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There is value in our words and actions but perhaps we need to start with our thought life. The Word of God instructs us to think on things good and true.

Philippians 4:8-9
Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things. Those things, which ye have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.

Tender Thoughts

Tender thoughts flow through the heart as a soothing embrace
And the words formed are sweet to taste,
Gentle, flowering, sacrifices offered up in prayer.
Love shows its face to the God that cares.
The sweet perfume of sacrifice fills the atmosphere,
In the holy anointing that…

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Mothers: Amazing Creations By Brenda Drake

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            I desire to honor my mother.  She was an unwed teenager when she decided to have her first born child.  I am that child, I am forever grateful for her sacrifice to have me, it indeed was a sacrifice for she endured much shame and blame.  Her life was forever changed the day I was conceived.  My life is forever connected to her.  I love you mom and will rejoice when we are again reunited in Christ Jesus.

Amazing Creations

Mothers are amazing creations; within them life is formed.
So special is this place, God visits before the child is born.
Her name is to be honored and celebrated,
For by her sacrifice God’s love is demonstrated.
Mothers are mothers until the end.
Their child is forever connected to them.
Like the she-bear she will fight;
No one anywhere is more precious in her sight.
Like the Creator is always planning for your best,
The mother by her child’s accomplishments is blessed.
Mother’s day remembers the good things right and true;
And place aside the temporary things that need to improve.
A wise child remembers if it was not for her where would they be?
She is responsible for your future indeed.
Give thanks and praise to the Heavenly Father for such a gift bestowed.
Mothers are a blessed treasure your heart holds.

Psalms 139 13
For thou hast possessed my reins:
thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.