WG'S THOUGHTS

THANKSGIVING On our calendar, Thanksgiving comes once a year, but in my heart, it is always here. In the morning, I thank God for the things I see; all the beauty He gives to me. I thank Him for each sound I hear, the rustling leaves, the bleating deer. I thank Him for the roof over my head, and my warm cozy bed; I thank Him for each scent I smell, some beckoning my stomach to fill. I thank God for the things I touch, being able to feel means so much; I thank Him for my family, each one, so special to me. I know now what I am trying to say, thank God for everything, every day. On our calendar, Thanksgiving comes once a year, but in my heart, it is always here. ~ Winston Staples

PEACE; 1 a state of security or order within a community  provided for by law or custom. a breach of the · 2 freedom from disquieting or oppressive Psalm 147:12-14; Isaiah 45:7; 1 Cor.14:33—– God is the author of peace Psalm 147:10-12 King James Version   10  He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man. 11  The  Lord  taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy. 12  Praise the  Lord , O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion. 13  For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee. 14  He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat. 1 Cor.14:  33  For God is not the author of confusion, but of peace, as in all churches of the saints ISAIAH 45: 7  I form the light, and create darkness: I make peace, and create evil: I the  Lord  do all these things.   Results of peace:...

Little Vessels We are little vessels, Created by God’s hand, Put here a little while, To walk in this land. We are little vessels, Broken and marred by sin, God knows our every weakness, He wants to mold us from within. We are little vessels, Who need saved from sin, And by submitting to God our potter, Salvation will begin. We are little vessels, Saved from sin and shame, Jesus gives us victory, Because He lives again. We are little vessels, Being molded by His spirit, Because of His love and grace, And not by our merit. We are little vessels, Being shaped, As He would have us be, Perfect in His sight, When the face of Jesus we see. ~ Winston Staples

Creations Beauty Sitting looking out my window pane, everything’s so beautiful and green, being washed and refreshed by the falling rain. A woodpecker is tapping on a dead pine, tap, tap, tap, what a hammering sound; a chipmunk, carrying a piece of bread, scurries across the ground. Yes, as I look out, all nature is alive! Leaves so green, flowers so pretty in blossom everywhere; tells me we have a creator, who really cares. He not only cares for our physical being, and because of His love, He wants our soul to be free, and all His spiritual blessings seeing. Yes, He wants to set us free, from our bondage of sin; He sent Jesus, His only Son, and by His sacrifice, complete victory could be won. ~ Winston Staples

AWAKE! Awake, my mind awake! Meditate on God; His words and grace so freely given. Awake, my eyes awake! See God’s gift of salvation. Awake, my ears awake! Hear His words of comfort given. Awake, my tongue awake! Proclaim His truth of redemption. Awake, my mouth awake! Sing His praise and glory forever. Awake, my heart awake! Be filled with God’s spirit. Awake, my arms awake! Embrace His mercy forever. Awake, my hands awake! Serve Him in His awesome creation. Awake, my knees awake! Bow in prayer with humble adoration. Awake, my legs awake! Stand firm with great devotion. Awake, my feet awake! Follow the steps Jesus trod before us. Awake, my soul awake! Praise God for His love and favor. Rejoice, my being rejoice! Dwell with Christ forever. ~ Winston Staples