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If There is Even a Spark of Desire By Brenda Drake

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I have been so down in the dumps I have no words to pray.  I have choice to dwell in this terrible place of apathy and depression or to look up to God for help.

If there is Even a Spark of Desire

Dumb-founded, confused as in a daze,
Lost and unknowing as if in a maze,
Voices; so many sounds; bad and good,|
Hearing but not hearing; wisdom is not understood.
There are roads high and low with temptations on every side;
With little nooks and crannies for evil to hide.
Lights shine neon- with loud noises everywhere;
With much to tempt; more than enough to spare.
Unhealthy morsels mixed with healthy and good,
Activities to fill time, some profitable, some not as it should;
Time-stealers that numbs brains; so unable to clearly think;
With many kinds of beverages available to drink.
Numerous poisonous teachings that encourages self to live,
That places blame on others, assuring there is no need to forgive.
Programs to make your body a possession placed on display;
But denies the Spirit within to help God’s Word obey.
It is difficult for some to find truth and to its way accept,
It is a struggle; for it is necessary to crucify the flesh.
But with God nothing is impossible to attain.
With God’s help you are able to break away the chains.
He loves you; if there is even a spark of desire to your sins admit,
He finds where you are and reaches out to help you in it.
He desires all to come to repentance if he so wills.
The hopeless becomes the hopeful; new and fulfilled.
The lost becomes found, the poor rich indeed.
He saves to utmost all who desire to His help receive.

1 John 1:8-9
If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. If we say that we have not sinned, we make him a liar, and his word is not in us.

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.

You Fill My Day By Brenda Drake

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            I used to feel very empty; I had little purpose and I had fears of every kind.  Then I found the Lord and He completely filled every part of me; heart, mind, body and soul. Each day is a new day I get to live with Him, in Him, and with Him within me. Oh yes Jesus now fills my day.

You Fill My Day

You fill my day with sunshine even in the rain.
You are a comfort to my soul that in trouble remains.
You take away fear that tries to overtake,
With Your strength within it all the difference makes.
Faith grows and flourishes when I plant Your Word within.
It covers like a shield to protect darts from entering in.
You provide my every need; all I need to do is ask.
Under Your covering in rest I bask.
My heart sings a tune that continues night and day,
A love song that changes in each prayer prayed.
I am led by Holy Spirit, who is steadfast and true,
Guiding me with persistent care to the right way choose.
Jesus You are the Way, the one way to love’s eternal touch.
I am overwhelmed with the prospect of such love.
You are all I need, everything else falls behind.
You are True-Love and I am thrilled You are mine.

Psalms 73:25-26
Whom have I in heaven but thee? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee.
 My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.

Darling of My Heart By Brenda Drake

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One day  I was teasing my small grand-daughter and she said Gramma don’t  call me that, and I asked her what she wanted me to call her.  In her sweet voice she answered “Darling.” She indeed was and is my little darling but Jesus holds the forever endearment in my heart.

Darling in My Heart
by Brenda Drake

There is no one more special to me;
The most valuable, most important for eternity.
I will praise Him with words and songs new;
Reaching higher and wider to express all my heart wants too.
My Lord is high and lifted in my sight,
He is Savior, King, and my heart’s delight.
I marvel at the love He shared with man;
That chose to die so He could forever hold our hand.
He is beautiful and more precious than all the world’s gold.
He is the treasure within with value left untold.
He is the softest spot within my heart, soul, and mind.
I desire to  honor Him in my life as I fit into His design.
He is my soul’s lover and the Groom that soon returns for His bride;
He is the Darling of heaven, and He is resident inside.
Jesus You are most precious, holy, and set apart.
You are the Master and the One called Darling in my heart.

Song of Songs 4:7
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

Love Story By Brenda Drake

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            I have never felt more loved than at the place of the revelation of the jeopardy of my soul, for my Lord rushed in to assure me of His provision to cleanse me of all unrighteousness. The beauty of His plan proved a love much greater than I could ever imagine.  Oh how I love Him who first loved me.

Love Story
By Brenda Drake

I was poor, so poor; I had filthy rags upon my back.
I lived in the gutters of life, I had great lack.
My eyes were blind and unseeing.
My ears were stopped; I was a hopeless and unbelieving.
The future was dark; there was bitter cold within me.
All was futile I had no one to befriend me.
My past was sad, the present a farce.
Negative would rule over any positive in my heart.
I was fully aware of my stain,
I barely could lift up my heart in the shame.
But along came the most wondrous expression of love and grace;
That reached out and invited me into His embrace.
My every sin He knew and He showed me the great price,
He paid for my salvation when He gave His life.
He reached out and lifted me to beside Him stand,
And He declared I was new and whole as He had always planned.
He gave me His robe of righteousness, pure, clean and white.
And introduce me to His Father as His bride.
He bestowed upon me gifts; promises good and true,
Of things He has planned ahead for us to do.
He sent His love to dwell within to bring comfort my soul.
And He promised He would of my life take full control.
He said He goes ahead to prepare a place and will return again.
There is no greater love than between God and those He calls friends.

Ephesians 3:17-19
That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love, May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height; And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.

What a Night By Brenda Drake

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I have great wonder and respect for the Christmas story.  Being a woman, I wonder at the fact Mary’s great honor and responsibility to give birth and to raise the Son of God.  Like the song we love to sing, we wonder, Mary did you know this baby would become your personal Savior?  Did you know He made the earth you were teaching Him to walk on?  What a wonderful story, what a wonderful love story!

What a Night 

What a night; like no other,
The holy child in the arms of His mother.
God was wrapped up tight,
As the stars He made shined bright.
The heavens watched and angels burst into song.
The frail, tiny baby would right what was wrong.
Within Mary’s heart the promised truth lay;
She gazed into the eyes of God on that day.
Holy, pure majesty placed in her care,
To one day His life-purpose to with the world share.
Holy and precious baby to a virgin born,
Her great joy would one day from her heart be torn.
On another night like no other before,
Her Son became her Savior and Lord.
We too can know and the truth believe,
Because He is Truth and Life new birth we receive.
He lived to die so we are set free,
To rise up as He did to victory.
As we give gifts and celebrate Jesus’ birth,
Keep in mind He is the Father’s gift sent to earth.

Matthew 2:1-2
Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judaea in the days of Herod the king, behold, there came wise men from the east to Jerusalem, Saying, Where is he that is born King of the Jews? for we have seen his star in the east, and are come to worship him.