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Deepest Love By Brenda Drake

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What kind of love is this?  The One most- high, the one- most pure, reached down to the lowest most sinful to make him new. The Creator chose to become part of the Creation.  He chose to die to pay the price of sin so we could taste the beauty of His presence. Eternity will allow the redeemed to discover the marvel of such wondrously, deep love.

Deepest Love

A love so deep; the deepest ocean is like a puddle when compared.
A love so wide, the universe cannot have room to spare.
A joy that’s description has never known words to fully teach;
That eon of times ahead and past cannot its limit reach.
A heart so big; a plan so marvelous and grand,
That no mortal ever was, is, or is to be, fully understands.
What is man, that God would place upon him the gift of His love?
Why would He look upon him with such favor from above?
So grand; He planned to make sinful man as clean as His own Son.
And desires to join them forever with Him as one.
It’s almost too much for minds to comprehend;
The fact He also calls to be His friend.
A love so wondrous; He allows man to be of it all a part.
Even grander, He decided to reside within their hearts.
Such a marvel to try to understand
But the wise offer their life to become all He has planned.

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.

Flower of Eternal Life By Brenda Drake

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            I love flowers for their beauty and for their fragrance; and I am disappointed when they wilt and die.  I surround myself with artificial flower arrangements for their lasting beauty but would much more appreciate the real ones.  God makes us all beautiful and a forever bloom in His kingdom. 

Flower of Eternal Life

On earth a flower’s beauty fades
On the vine it does not forever stay.
Its promise of pleasure is no more,
Its lovely attributes fall to the earth’s floor.
Flowers on earth are presented as gifts.
The aroma of some, are hard to resist.
Lovely to look at and lovely to smell,
Each bloom has its own story to tell.
Just so are the children in the land.
The flower of youth proudly stands.
But beauty fades and droops down,
With or without sweet aroma also fall to the ground.
But there is a Flower that forever blooms.
He is, was and is coming soon.
He lived, loved, and died for man;
So His life and His love you could understand.
Because you are His and He is in You,
You are now a flower in full bloom.
A forever flower, eternal life lives within.
Because He is life, and You are one with Him,
You are the flower I send to grace the table of the lost;
Full of good fruits that show the way to God’s love on the cross.

1 John 2:17
And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will
of God abideth for ever.

By Faith I Pray by Brenda Drake

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Perhaps what we think prayer is; is different than what God considers our prayer.  There are times when I am so frustrated, angry, and confused that when I bow my head I do not even have words to pray.  In these trying times I have experience all of the emotions I have listed above almost at the same time.  All I truly know is our God cares.  He is trustworthy, and He sees and understands what we are feeling and hears even the silent words that are weeping and are screaming in our hearts.

By Faith I Pray

By faith I pray.
I know You hear what I say.
By faith I in Your strength stand,
As You chase the enemy from my land.
I proclaim by faith victory,
As I fulfill my destiny.
Way down deep inside,
I know God’s Word abides.
As I walk the paths of life
I know I’m led by Jesus Christ.
By His stripes I am healed…by faith I see,
That He has already done His work for me.
His Word is sure …His promises true,
In assurance ahead I will move.
Under the blood I am pure and white;
By faith I see I am His delight.
Under His watchful, jealous eye,
My faith is restored and daily supplied.
He that loved me loves me still.
By faith I will His purpose fulfill
I rejoice to seek His face each day.
And I wholeheartedly His instructions obey;
But if I fail, falter, or fall,
I will in faith shout out a repenting call.
I know He forgives me and again
Draws me to again to have faith in Him.

Psalms 112:7
He shall not be afraid of evil tidings: his heart is fixed, trusting in the LORD.

Hold On to the Hope By Brenda Drake

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            A new year, with new hopes, and dreams; but truly it is a new year with new hope and old dreams. I still have hope that our world is at peace set back on its feet.  I still pray people can have the freedom to pray, worship, and to preach the gospel without persecution.  I have hope our Nation values our freedom; and respects and honors our diversities.  I still dream of a time when it is safe for children to play outside.  I dream of the day when there is only joy, love, respect, and peace with no worry, fears, or anger; I long to see, faces free of stress and worry lines.  I still hope for a time where there are no more homeless, lost or abused people wandering on the streets.  Yes I know this is a New Year, and I indeed do wish for a happy one ahead.  Perhaps …it truly will be! 

Hold On to the Hope

A new year with old problems to solve.
Hold on and God’s directions allow.
A new year with new issues to face.
Hold on and step into God’s embrace.
A new year with new hopes in heart,
With new resolutions to stop and to start.
Take with you in the New Year the things you love and adore.
Hold on to them tight, as you hold on to the Lord.
Place the precious things near and dear to you,
In the special holy place prayer provides to you.
Keep Christ in mind and eyes pierced to see,
The provisions of abundance prepared for thee.
Keep Jesus name upon your lips with love and respect
And great help in troubled times with faith expect.
Hold on to love for Love holds on you tight.
Stand up to evil and God for you fights.
When hope is fading remember this rhyme
Have faith I am with you when you are Mine.
Look up and with joy look to the New Year ahead
And hold on to the hope of the promise of what is ahead.

Roman 15:7
Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.
 In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.

Romans 15:13
Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.

Isaiah 40:31z
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as eagles;
they shall run, and not be weary;
and they shall walk, and not faint.

Fire in Your Steps By Brenda Drake

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            We tend to think we need to make headlines to make a difference in our surroundings.  The truth is we would be amazed if we could see how much is accomplished in the spirit-realm by prayer. There is great muscle in Word-based prayers in the name of Jesus.  They allow God to put fire in our steps each day.

Fire in Your Steps

Put fire in your steps, catch the world aflame;
Demons will flee as God’s Word is proclaimed.
March to the tune of Salvation; every step of faith,
God’s love and favor demonstrates.
Blessed are the feet of those that the Word speaks clear.
In Jesus’ name mountains disappear.
With fire in your steps the heart and mind agree,
You will walk forward in victory.
There are no lasting concerns, for the One that your life directs,
Clearly is ahead revealing His steps.
Walk on, all that truly hear this word this day;
Know there is fire in your step when you pray.
The Holy Spirit is the Flame-maker, in the lamp within,
The oil that is needed comes from Him.
Do not fear tomorrow’s trouble destroys you for you see;
God fights fire with fire; His strength is all you need.

Philippians 4:12
I can do all things through him who strengthens me.

Psalms 119:105
Your word is a lamp to my feet
and a light to my path.

Focus of Life By Brenda Drake

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Focused

            Jesus is not only my Lord; He is my Savior and best friend.  He is not only the light of my life He is the Light of my world.  My life is not worth living without Jesus.  Jesus is the main focus of my life.

Focus of Life

Why do I write only about Jesus? He is always on my mind.
Why do I follow Jesus?  I do not want to fall behind.
Why do I look for Jesus in my day?
Because I know He is the way.
Why do I count on Jesus and trust Him with my life?
Because I know He loves me and He proved it when He died.
Where could I find a better place?
He is my whole reason to live; I hunger for His embrace.
What purpose is this day if not to please the One I adore?
There is little pleasure for me outside the presence of the Lord.
I care for God, family, and friends,
And the lost souls left to bring to Him.
I cannot think of anything or anyone I would rather think about.
Jesus is the focus of my life; for this I have no doubt.

Hebrew 12:2
Looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.

You Become a Gift By Brenda Drake

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Have a good Christmas.

From the hand should come assistance, from the heart… concern
From the eyes… a light of love should burn
From the mouth…. praise and worship, and words that uplift
The life of the child of God is a gift
A gift worth more than they know
For they were bought by Love that God bestowed
Man is a gift to man if within is God’s Son
Because of his contents… he a gift becomes
Do not withhold kindness, always share your life
Give of your self,  as you practice self sacrifice
Always do the good work, never put the good thought aside
By actions you prove to the dying world Who lives inside
Your willing heart and hands can do great service for the King
Your kind words and singled eye will a great harvest bring
Reach out and touch someone in Jesus’ name
For by your faithful service, you’ve a gift became
A lovely gift valued both by man 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.

The Spirit of Christmas By Brenda Drake

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            There is a lot more to Christmas than getting and receiving presents.  I believe it is a holy time to give praise to God, to marvel the miracle of a virgin birth, to remember why Jesus came to earth, and to acknowledge all the blessings we have received. 

The Spirit of Christmas

Gathered around the tree on Christmas morn,
To celebrate Christ on earth was born.
Gifts are shared far and wide across the lands.
But what we really need to understand;
Jesus is the greatest gift offered on a tree,
He is the eternal-gift the wise will receive.
Songs of good cheer are shared by some.
And melodies of praise lift to glorify God’s Son.
The lights of wonder in children’s eyes are a delight to behold;
As the true meaning of Christmas-time is retold.
In wonder the innocent delight in the manger-birth;
With hearts open they believe God came to earth.
Gathered lovingly together many God’s great love perceives.
Then the Spirit of Christmas is by them received.

Psalms 92:1-4
It is good to give thanks to the LORD,
to sing praises to your name, O Most High;
to declare your steadfast love in the morning,
and your faithfulness by night, to the music of the lute and the harp,
to the melody of the lyre. For you, O LORD, have made me glad by your work;
at the works of your hands I sing for joy.

Christmas Story Miracle By Brenda Drake

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Engraving style illustration of The Virgin Mary and Baby Jesus with angels hovering in the background.

            As a child there were times of joy at the prospect of Christmas day.  But later in life, after I learned the real reason for the season there is a different, deeper, kind of joy.  Now I am able to appreciate how far Jesus traveled to become mortal so He could pay our debt for our sin. Because of what He did we are now able to spend eternity with Him.

Christmas Story Miracle

At the first sound of the baby’s cry,
The earth heard the sound of the Father’s sigh.
The holy offering in a manger lay,
The love of God was on display.
The heavens rejoice and the angels did too.
The great plan set in motion to a greater work do.
Creation whispered at such a thing;
The earth now clothed the Creator-King.
God yet man made of clay.
Great is the mystery portrayed.
Love has come to rescue and to save the lost,
To live to die on a rugged cross.
Angels in wonder in awe stand,
As they remember the day we celebrate across the land.
Holy, holy, holy child of God born,
To restore and make whole all that was sin-torn.
Holy, holy, holy remembrance celebrated each year;
To many it brings great joy and is held most dear.
But to some the lights and joyful sounds are pushed aside;
And  again the miracle of the Christmas story is hidden from their eyes.

Luke 2:10-14
And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. 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.

The Star By Brenda Drake

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            The wise men saw the star that led them to the One born that made the stars.  Isn’t is an amazing thought the Creator of man, earth, stars, and all beyond loved us so much He came to earth  as a babe born in a lowly manger?  To later die in our place on a cross to save those who would accept His provision for their soul? Indeed the wise still see the sign of the times in our day for His return.

The Star

The star’s appearance caused great joy,
In a manger was born a baby boy.
The son of a carpenter He was trained,
The mystery of His conception within remained.
His purpose of appearing upon the mind;
Caused Mary to ponder many times.
The appearance of a star upon the tree,
Can a holy reminder be.
The Light of the world hung on a tree too.
He that is Light, Love and Life died for me and you.
When the tomb was closed up tight,
Evil believed they snuffed out the Light.
But He is alive! The tomb is empty and bare.
No matter how long you search He is not there.
Now the risen Savior says “Come,
When you believe His life and yours is made one.”
His joy is a gift presented at each days start,
So the Star of Heaven rules within your heart.
Joyfully celebrate the birth of Christ
And rejoice that He is risen in your life.
There is much to look forward too for you see,
The Star of all creation soon returns for thee.

Matthew 2:1-2
Now after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king, behold, wise men from the east came to Jerusalem,  saying, “Where is he who has been born king of the Jews? For we saw his star when it rose and have come to worship him.”