A Little Love Goes a Long Way By Brenda Drake

Deeds are seeds. Seeds have within them much increase.  When planted in good soil we expect a harvest.   God sees every seed planted in his name.   Do everything with God’s kingdom harvest in mind. 

A Little Love Goes a Long Way

A little love goes a long way;
A smile or a kind word you say,
A helping hand at just the right place,
Shows God’s love to others through your face,
An offered shoulder to another’s grief bear
Is also tender love shared.
Prayers uttered to help foe and friend,
Is love showing itself again.
A cutting word held inside,
Shows God’s strength in you abides.
To speak of things that is good and fine;
Is practicing the kind of love that God designed.
A little love goes a long way,
Give it out each and every day.
It grows to more than you can yet see.
You bring to God a soul-harvest of increase.

Luke 10:27
And he answering said, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbour as thyself.

2 Corinthians 9:8
And God is able to make all grace abound toward you; that ye, always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work:

Kiss of Charity By Brenda Drake

It is easier to and we are more apt to give a kiss on the cheek in greeting than to offer a kiss of forgiveness to someone that has offended us.

Kiss of Charity

Greet each other with the kiss of charity.
This is a statement bigger than you at first see.
The “kiss” is demonstrated in many ways;
From a loving attitude to a word of praise.
When you meet your brother
You will many times discover,
There are times
When, the kiss of charity must be redefined.
When heart is injured because someone did not care,
When you meet the truth and check the way you feel
You have choice to continue on or to heal.
Your choice to forgive and to let anger and bitterness go,
Is like a kiss that prospers both of your souls.
Greet with charity’s kiss.
So great is its benefit.
In every situation where love is allowed to reign;
Like Mary you have bowed at the feet of the Master again.
As an offering of sacrifice you have outpoured;
Precious perfume…greatly treasured by the Lord.
Remember the day Jesus greeted you with charity’s kiss?
Rejoice and give praise at a love such as this.

2 Corinthians 13:12
Greet one another with an holy kiss.

Colossians 3:13-14
Forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye.
  And above all these things put on charity,
which is the bond of perfectness.

Mark 14:3
And being in Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, as he sat at meat, there came a woman having an alabaster box of ointment of spikenard very precious; and she brake the box, and poured it on his head

Beautiful in God's Eyes by Brenda Drake

It is always a pleasure to be called beautiful by someone that loves us.  But there is no greater, deeper, satisfying delight than knowing God loves not only our appearance but is pleased with us in every way. Because of Jesus sacrifice in our behalf we are indeed as the apple of his eye. 

Beautiful in God’s Eyes

You are beautiful just as you are; you are unique in every way;
Your eyes, your smile and your voice as you lift praise.
Your heart, your laugh and the way you walk,
Your facial expressions when you talk.
I see the sweet motives and unselfish dedication.
I hear the thoughts before you speak and the thoughtful hesitations.
You are lovely in the Father’s sight for he chooses to see,
His Son through his blood for eternity.
The sound of your voice is music in his ear.
Your touch when ministering to the weak, he draws near.
God is glorified at your offering to serve, your beauty shines bright,
Never fear, when you are his you cause him great delight.

Isaiah 62:4
Thou shalt no more be termed Forsaken;
neither shall thy land any more be termed Desolate:
but thou shalt be called Hephzibah,
and thy land Beulah:
for the Lord delighteth in thee,
and thy land shall be married.

Sneaky Sins By Brenda Drake

Why do I desire to do God’s will and I seek after it
Then when He has shown me His direction I resist?
It is like I reach out for a hug and then push Him away
It does not make any sense in any way!
Even after clear direction sometimes I find
That the way I have chosen was the way I designed
It seems a contradiction… but the struggle is within
I have only one answer…. it is sin
Sin is such a sneaky fellow that wears disguise
Thank you my Lord for opening up my eyes
So here I am again Lord at the cross to repent and pray
I renounce my sinful nature and choose your way
I place every heart’s thought and my very life in your care
Let me see good results as an answer to my prayer

Psalms 19:12
Who can understand his errors? cleanse thou me from secret faults.

Have a Merry Christmas by Brenda Drake

My dear reader,

            About 40 years ago I went to bed unsuspecting my life would be forever changed.  Previously I had asked Jesus into my heart and was amazed at the weight lifted from my life.

Although I began to pray, read the bible and earnestly tried to live for Jesus, I learned on that fateful night and many times thereafter; God desired to talk to me. While asleep I heard as loud as any voice, “God is Love and Jesus is forgiveness.” Immediately I woke my husband and excitedly blurted the good news that God just told me. He looked at me like I had just gone nuts.

            Every night I heard a few sentences and I would attempt to remember so I could record in my journal when I woke up.  The message always rhymed and began to get longer and more difficult to remember.  I would ask God to bring the needed words to my mind to write them down.

            God was training me to listen.  The poetry always ministered to my seeking heart.  I checked each day to make sure it aligned with his Word.  Early on I felt I was supposed to share them with my brothers and sisters in Church.  With fear and trembling I began to give them to everyone I could.  It is my joy to touch you with the poetry he has given me to share with you.

            He loves us so much.  Creation shouts his love; he paints the sky different each day, and each day a flower blooms his love. The Spirit of love is always visible to those who seek.  God sent us his greatest proof of love when he sent his Son to earth to die for our sins.  He was born of a virgin, in a stable; to grow not as the King he is but as an everyday, down to earth person.  He came for all that needed a Savior.   

            Christmas-time is giving time.  We rush to get our loved ones special gifts to show our love and appreciation.  Jesus is the reason for the season.  When we celebrate in honor his birth He is glorified. 

            If you find it difficult to join the celebrations, and joy has fled from your day; truly listen to the anointed music reminding of his birth. He speaks hope, peace, and love in every breath we take. As we allow his love to enter our heart we will never again be the same.

            As I finish my note to you my readers, sisters, brothers, and neighbors I leave with one last thought.  Love speaks to us in countless ways. Even in a word of rhyme.

 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.
   
   
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Merry Christmas By Brenda Drake

My dear reader,

            About 40 years ago I went to bed unsuspecting my life would be forever changed.  Previously I had asked Jesus into my heart and was amazed at the weight lifted from my life.

Although I began to pray, read the bible and earnestly tried to live for Jesus, I learned on that fateful night and many times thereafter; God desired to talk to me. While asleep I heard as loud as any voice, “God is Love and Jesus is forgiveness.” Immediately I woke my husband and excitedly blurted the good news that God just told me. He looked at me like I had just gone nuts.

            Every night I heard a few sentences and I would attempt to remember so I could record in my journal when I woke up.  The message always rhymed and began to get longer and more difficult to remember.  I would ask God to bring the needed words to my mind to write them down.

            God was training me to listen.  The poetry always ministered to my seeking heart.  I checked each day to make sure it aligned with his Word.  Early on I felt I was supposed to share them with my brothers and sisters in Church.  With fear and trembling I began to give them to everyone I could.  It is my joy to touch you with the poetry he has given me to share with you.

            He loves us so much.  Creation shouts his love; he paints the sky different each day, and each day a flower blooms his love. The Spirit of love is always visible to those who seek.  God sent us his greatest proof of love when he sent his Son to earth to die for our sins.  He was born of a virgin, in a stable; to grow not as the King he is but as an everyday, down to earth person.  He came for all that needed a Savior.   

            Christmas-time is giving time.  We rush to get our loved ones special gifts to show our love and appreciation.  Jesus is the reason for the season.  When we celebrate in honor his birth He is glorified. 

            If you find it difficult to join the celebrations, and joy has fled from your day; truly listen to the anointed music reminding of his birth. He speaks hope, peace, and love in every breath we take. As we allow his love to enter our heart we will never again be the same.

            As I finish my note to you my readers, sisters, brothers, and neighbors I leave with one last thought.  Love speaks to us in countless ways. Even in a word of rhyme.

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.
  
  

You are a Gift by Brenda Drake

Jesus is the greatest gift ever bestowed upon man.  We celebrate the Christ’s birth by giving gifts to one another.  With him dwelling inside we are able to become a gift delivered from God.

You Are a Gift

From the hand comes assistance, from the heart concern.
From the eyes a light of love burns,
From the mouth words of praise, and words to uplift.
The life of the servant of God is a gift.
They are worth more than they can ever know.
They were bought by the gift of love the Father bestowed.
Man is a gift to man if he contains within God’s Son;
For because of his contents, he a gift becomes.
Do not withhold kindness, always share your smile.
Give of yourself in self-denial.
Do the good deed, do not put the good thought aside;
By actions you prove Jesus lives inside
Your willing heart and hands do great service for the King,
Your kind words and singled eye will a harvest bring.
Reach out and touch someone in Jesus’ name;
For by your faithful service, you a gift became.
A lovely gift valued both by saved souls and God above,
A lovely gift filled with God’s own sweet love.

      John 20:21        Then said Jesus to them again, Peace be unto you: as my Father hath sent me, even so send I you.

     John 13:20 Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that receiveth whomsoever I send receiveth me; and he that receiveth me receiveth him that sent me.

       

You Are a Gift By Brenda Drake

Jesus is the greatest gift ever bestowed upon man.  We celebrate the Christ’s birth by giving gifts to one another.  With him dwelling inside we are able to become a gift delivered from God.

You Are a Gift

  From the hand comes assistance, from the heart concern.
From the eyes a light of love burns,
From the mouth words of praise, and words to uplift.
The life of the servant of God is a gift.
They are worth more than they can ever know.
They were bought by the gift of love the Father bestowed.
Man is a gift to man if he contains within God’s Son;
For because of his contents, he a gift becomes.
Do not withhold kindness, always share your smile.
Give of yourself in self-denial.
Do the good deed, do not put the good thought aside;
By actions you prove Jesus lives inside
Your kind words and singled eye will a harvest bring.
Your willing heart and hands do great service for the King,
Reach out and touch someone in Jesus’ name;
For by your faithful service, you a gift became.
A lovely gift valued both by saved souls and God above,
A lovely gift filled with God’s own sweet love.  

John 20:21
Then said Jesus to them again, Peace be unto you: as my Father hath sent me, even so send I you.

John 13:20
Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that receiveth whomsoever I send receiveth me; and he that receiveth me receiveth him that sent me.






	

Christmas Shoes by Brenda Drake

The greatest gift I ever received was salvation.  It never gets old.  It is the gift I desire to share with everyone I meet.  Jesus is the gift the Father bestowed upon a sin-sick world. We will spend eternity singing praise for a gift such as this.

Christmas Shoes

Christmas shoes were delivered to the door,
With Santa’s name attached, but they were from the Lord.
They are not fancy or flimsily made in fact;
They are sturdily made to last.
They fit perfectly…oh how he now runs.
His heart is full, he feels free to join in on the fun.
This was a Christmas gift needed, not a toy to be thrown aside;
To yet another story bring alive.
The babe in the manger grew to be delivered to your heart’s door.
With the gift of salvation presented from the Lord.
It also was needed; not flimsy or to be thrown aside.
In His strength you are able to run free and alive.
If you have the sweet assurance that your feet are shod,
With the holy gospel-truth the provision of God,
Rejoice and give thanks for the gift of God’s Son.

Ephesians 6:15
And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace;

Hebrews 12:1-2
Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us,

Christmas Story Retold by Looking Back by Brenda Drake

Christmas Story Retold by Looking Back

By Brenda Drake

I see by faith Mary large with child
Assuring Joseph she was all right…trying to smile
Surely she was uncomfortable for she knew the time was here
I can almost hear her sigh as the inn drew near
But no, it was not to be the place Christ would be born
There was no room available with a bed comfortable and warm
In a manger lined with hay
The head of the Son of God would lay
While the world was busy doing their own thing
In a stable was born the Savior King
The Angels could not contain their excitement… their voices sang clear
So loud the shepherds in the field could hear
“The peace on earth” will one day surely be
Because now looking back I know what He did to set us free
He that was born in a manger prepares for me a place as He said
I see by looking back the wonderful future that lies ahead

John 14:3
And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.