Wednesday, June 17, 2026

Happy 250th birthday America!

 
July fourth Seventeen Seventy Six
We, our freedom, would declare.
King George did not have a clue
Of what was brewing in the air.

A rag tag army barely fed
Trusted in their God above
They knew that he would fight for them
And save this country they did love.

Many men died for this great land
They knew their sacrifice was not vain.
Many miracles came their way
In the midst of so much pain.

General Washington took a knee
Beside his horse on frozen ground.
He plead with God to bless his men
And in his favor they would be found.

The day did come and war did end.
God had preserved this chosen land.
Now it is up to us to keep.
Our faith in God and for Him stand!

Our constitution is divine
It declares our godly rights.
We must do all that we can
To keep it safe and in the light.

Our country is the greatest land
For freedom is the greatest gift.
God has saved us many a time
So others we must help and lift.

We must turn back to our God
Or we'll become as Rome of old.
His blessings come to those who trust
Stand with Christ, we must be bold.

Two Hundred and Fifty years.
Have passed us by since that great day.
I hope that we have many years left
In this chosen land, I pray!



 

Friday, April 10, 2026

Jesus Knew!

 
Long before his sacred birth
Our Lord and Savior knew the plan.
All the prophets testified
That Jesus was the Son of Man.


Every sacred sacrifice
Of every lamb, so clean and pure.
It was a symbol of Gods love
Because His love for us was sure.

Everything that Jesus did
Was out of love for you and me.
The only mission in this life
He made it so we could be free.

He suffered all so we would live
And be cleansed from all our sin.
And all he asks from each of us
Come follow me and let me in.

He knew he had to give his life
That was the plan he would fulfill.
In the garden he did bleed
From every pore his blood did spill.

Nailed upon the cross he cried
Why hast thou forsaken me?
He had to do it all alone
So from death and sin we’re free.

Friday night he’s in the tomb
The world is mourning violently.
Storms and fire cover the earth
For its creator died, you see.

Sunday came with perfect light
As Jesus Christ rose from the grave.
He knew it had to be this way
He came to love and us to save!

We’ll shout hosannas to his name
Forever praise His perfect love.
Love each other as he loved
So we can live with God above!

I wouldn’t trade it for the world.


The devil makes the world seem grand
With all its riches to behold.
The part he never lets you know
That joy can never come from gold.

A house filled to the brim with gold
Will create in you an empty heart.
Gold and silver don’t satisfy
For like all things, from you they part.

I’ll never trade my Savior’s love
For things that spoil and surely rot.
I seek treasure of eternal worth
That I may gain a heavenly plot.


Monday, February 2, 2026

Pain

 

From the time that we are born
We feel the love of many souls.
With love comes sorrow, none untouched
Everyone will pay that toll.
For this you see is the great plan
It never was to be pain free.
Pain can point us to the truth
That God is there for you and me.
Amidst the sorrow and the tears
In God we need to always trust.
His ways we may not understand
But faith in Him’s a sacred must.
Pain is the currency of love
We all will pay to feel alive.
Love is worth each drop of pain
For pure love we each must strive.