Is There a Jazz Band Up in Heaven?

Is there a Jazz Band up in heaven? Is Count Baisie on trombone? Is Stevie Wonder at the piano Behind the microphone? Will I hear Ray Charles Singing "Georgia on my Mind"? If I listen hard enough, Who do you think that I will find? Will Eric Clapton be playing, "The Bell Bottom Blues"? And will Elvis be singing "My Blue Suede Shoes"? Will Kenney G be playing smoothly On the saxophone? Well, if there's a Jazz Band up in heaven, Then I'll know that I am home!

Lynn King © 2004

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A Tea Party For Jesus

I awoke this morning wondering If my Jesus would like tea So I took my dollies off the shelf Then asked Him to join me I dressed my dollies lovingly In their awesome Sunday best Then dressed myself up in some bows You know we had to look our best! I got down on my knees to pray Then asked the Lord above If he would like cream & sugar Or just some tea with love For I know my eyes can't see Him But my heart shows me the way With faith I always reach Him I count on that each day I felt His presence with me When pouring the first cup Of course I gave that one to Him And with us He did sup It was a very special day indeed One I will not forget The day that Jesus joined me In the tea party I did set You know He's with us always He is never far away Just talk to Him, and love Him For He will join you too, today

Debbie Looney ©2004
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God's Clock - by Helen McAlerney Barth

God's Clock - by Helen McAlerney Barth

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The Cold Within - Inspirational Story

Six humans trapped by happenstance In black and bitter cold Each possessed a stick of wood, Or so the story's told. Their dying fire in need of logs, The first woman held hers back For on the faces around the fire She noticed one was black. The next man looking 'cross the way Saw one not of his church And couldn't bring himself to give The fire his stick of birch. The third one sat in tattered clothes He gave his coat a hitch, Why should his log be put to use To warm the idle rich? The rich man just sat back and thought Of the wealth he had in store, And how to keep what he had earned From the lazy, shiftless poor. The black man's face bespoke revenge As the fire passed from his sight, For all he saw in his stick of wood Was a chance to spite the white. And the last man of this forlorn group Did naught except for gain, Giving only to those who gave Was how he played the game. The logs held tight in death's stilled hands Was proof of human sin, They didn't die from the cold without, They died from the cold within. © by James Patrick Kinney

 

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Puppy Love

What a wonder is sweet puppy love With us always in our deepest woe, Only loyal while we weep on Remaining ever close. Somehow understanding joy and sorrow Intrinsically as one, While we are busy trying to find release And let the pain be done. For, there's something very special About the bonding they will show in grief, Don't we wonder at their loving touch How together we can weep. As sorrows call forth a depth in relationship Never felt another way, And while we contemplate the ways of suffering For what comfort we will pray. And then how much more we appreciate Blessings that come our way If we like a puppy, feel another's pain Might we never more complain. They are grateful in innocent joy no matter what So at rest will they be How can we like them, accept things as they are In all the heartache that we see. Circumstances remain the same Yet their hearts are free, How will we find a joyous release like they Within the limitations that we feel. Can we too, trust a Master With such blind devotion of heart, Believing His abounding care Is in all He does impart. A puppy's tender eye of love Speaks so, of how fragile we also are, Ever subject to the big world's unknowns Who can safely keep our tender heart. Oh, Jesus is our trusted loving master For He broke the power of fear and death, We can be secure in Him, just like puppy love If in His love we rest.

Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems
© 2004 used with permission

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The Mission Field

Take a walk in the park you have a lot to see The pitiful little children not so blessed as we. This is a mission field no missionary is there We just over look them not much time to spare. Some who have so much to give don't go to foreign land To find God's plan for you fill these little empty hands. We need to teach each one about Jesus Christ their Lord They need our help right here they haven't enough, they need more. Take a moment, look around find some way to help Just share the things you have you'll feel better about yourself. These are God's children too the poor and needy he spoke about Lets open up our hearts we all can help them out.

Betty Hill © 2004

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Jake Here - Story and Poem

We walk through life relying on our own strength and knowledge. We don't give God a second thought. However, when trouble rears it's ugly head, we shoot up a quick prayer and then get annoyed when it's not answered to our need....Here's why! Jake, the rancher, went one day   to fix a distant fence.   The wind was cold and gusty   and the clouds rolled gray and dense,     As he pounded the last staples in   and gathered tools to go.   The temperature had fallen   and the snow began to blow.   When he finally reached his pickup,   he felt a heavy heart,   from the sound of that ignition,   he knew it wouldn't start.     So Jake did what most of us do   if we'd have been there.   He humbly bowed his balding head   and sent aloft a prayer.     As he turned the key for the last time,   he softly cursed his luck.   They found him three days later,   frozen stiff in that old truck.     Now Jake had been around in life   and done his share of roamin'.   But when he saw Heaven,   he was shocked-it look just like Wyomin'.     Of all the saints in Heaven,   his favorite was St. Peter.   Now, this line, it ain't needed   but it helps with rhyme and meter.     So they set and talked a minute or two,   or maybe it was three,   Nobody was keepin' score-   in Heaven time is free.     "I've always heard," Jake said to Pete,v   "that God will answer prayers,   But one time I asked for help,   well He, just plain wasn't there.     Does God answer prayers of some,   and ignores the prayers of others?   That don't seem exactly square-   I know all men are brothers.     Or does he randomly reply,   without good rhyme or reason?   Maybe, it's the time of day,   the weather or the season.     Now I ain't trying to act smart,   it's just the way I feel,   And I was wonderin', could you tell-   what the heck's the deal?     Peter listened very patiently   and when Jake was done,   There were smiles of recognition,   and he said, "So, you're the one!     That day your truck, it wouldn't start,   and you sent your prayer a flying,   You gave us all a real bad time,   with hundreds of us a trying.     A thousand angels rushed to check   the status of your file,   But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard   from you in quite a while     And though all prayers are answered,   and God ain't got no quota,   He didn't recognize your voice,   and started a truck in North Dakota.     ~author unknown~

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I KNOW I SAW AN ANGEL - True Story

I KNOW I SAW AN ANGEL WHEN YOU WENT TO SLEEP THAT DAY. I KNOW I SAW AN ANGEL COME TO TAKE YOU AWAY.  AS I SAT LOOKING OUT THROUGH THE SUN FILLED WINDOW THAT DAY. PRAYING TO JESUS ​​TO ALLOW YOU TO STAY. I KNOW I SAW AN ANGEL COME TO TAKE YOU AWAY.   THE ANGEL SAT BESIDE ME AND I COULD HARDLY SEE. THE BRIGHT SUN THROUGH THE WINDOW SHINING THERE ON ME. BUT NOW I KNEW IT WAS AN ANGEL SITTING THERE WITH   ME.    HE TOLD ME MY BROTHER WAS READY TO GO HOME THAT DAY. I TOLD HIM MY BROTHER WAS ILL AND IN THE HOSPITAL HE HAD TO STAY.  AT THAT MOMENT I NEVER REALIZED WHAT THAT ANGEL WAS TRYING TO TELL ME. I THOUGHT HE MEANT RON'S EARTHLY HOME IS WHERE MY BROTHER WANTED TO BE. NO ONE KNEW THIS MAN WHEN I DESCRIBED HIS FACE. NOW THAT I REMEMBER HE WAS BEAUTIFUL AND SOFT SPOKEN WITH GRACE.  WHEN I LOOK BACK AND REMEMBER THIS DAY IN MAY. I KNOW WITH ALL MY HEART IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL ANGEL WHO CAME TO TAKE MY BROTHER RON AWAY.   THIS IS A TRUE STORY, SET TO RHYME. MY BROTHER HAD LIVER CANCER AND WAS VERY ILL THE LAST TWO DAYS OF HIS LIFE.   HE WAS IN THE HOSPITAL AND ALL HE WANTED TO DO WAS GO BACK HOME. I WAS OUT SIDE HIS HOSPITAL ROOM ALONE LOOKING OUT A SUN FILLED WINDOW, PRAYING THAT THE LORD WOULD SPARE HIM AND ALLOW HIM TO GO TO HIS HOME. WHEN A BEAUTIFUL MAN CAME AND ASKED IF HE COULD SIT WITH ME. HE ASKED IF I HAD SOMEONE THERE IN THE HOSPITAL, AND I TOLD HIM YES MY BROTHER RON. THEN HE LOOKED ME SQUARE IN THE FACE AND SAID YOUR BROTHER WANTS TO GO HOME. I BECAME INDIGNANT AND SAID NO HE IS VERY ILL AND HAS TO BE IN THE HOSPITAL. EVEN THOUGH I WAS INDIGNANT, HE GAVE ME A SMILE THAT I WILL NEVER FORGET. NOW I KNOW IT WAS AN ANGEL WHO CAME THAT DAY TO TAKE MY BROTHER RON AWAY. By Heather © November 2006

 

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The Boy Who Wants Everything (Three Kings Day)

Once upon a time, there was a boy named George, his mother Mary, and his father John. On Three Kings' Day, he asked for more than twenty things. His mother told him: But you understand that... look, I'm going to tell you that the Three Kings have camels, not trucks; second, you can't fit them in your room; and third, look at other children... think about the other children, and don't get angry because you should ask for less. The boy got angry and went to his room. His father said to Maria, "Oh, he wants to borrow almost an entire store, and his room is full of toys." Maria nodded. The boy said in a low voice, "What Mom said is true. I must listen to them. I'm very bad." It was time to go to school and the teacher said: Let's see, Jorge, tell us how many things you have asked for. And she said softly, "Twenty-five." The teacher fell silent. When she finished, everyone left, and the teacher told Jorge that he didn't have to ask for so many things. When his parents had to leave, Jorge immediately changed the menu, even though he asked for fifteen things. When his parents arrived, he told them he had taken ten things off the list. The parents thought, "Well, not bad." And they said: And are you going to share that with your friends? Jorge said: No, because they are mine and I don't want to share them. They realized they didn't have a Nativity scene or a Christmas tree. And they went to a store, but they were out of stock. They went everywhere, but nothing. While the boy was in the car, he saw a star and prayed this: I know I don't pray much, sorry, but I want to find a Nativity scene and a Christmas tree. Suddenly, the car stopped, they got out, and an angel appeared and said to George: You've been very good at crossing things off the list, so I'll give you the Nativity scene and the tree. Three minutes passed, and the angel continued: Look in the trunk and you'll see. While the angel drove away, John said: Hey, thank you very much! But what about the car? And the mother said: Come on, it's working now! It started by itself! And the father thanked him again. The long-awaited day finally arrived: Three Kings' Day. When George got up and went to see the gifts they had brought him, he was in for a big surprise. They had brought him all 25 things on his list. He immediately woke his parents and told them he wanted to share his toys with the poorest children. A week passed, and the boy brought home many poor children. Jorge's mother made hot chocolate and cakes for everyone. Everyone was very happy. And that was it, that story was over. (by Sheila García González) What is Three Kings Day and why is it celebrated? Three Kings Day (Día de los Reyes), also known as the Epiphany, is a Christian celebration that commemorates the Biblical story of the three kings who followed the star of Bethlehem to bring gifts to the Christ child. This marks the official 12th day of Christmas.  Find more Christmas Stories on ACIPRENSA

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