poem


164359_489155886043_612176043_6589447_6884402_n My Creator: Looking out my window, what wonders I see, Chickadees and Blue jays at my feeder, Woodpeckers and Nuthatches in my tree. I see the hills of beauty, evergreens covered in snow, and I think about the riches, God, our creator bestows. He sent His Son, Jesus, born in a stable, a King in a manger, the wise men came to see; He came to earth as a baby, because He loves you and me. He lived many years as a carpenter, repairing broken things, and at the age of thirty, He taught the good news, that only God’s word can bring. He healed the blind, the deaf, and the lame, and those the devil possessed, at the tomb of Lazaras He wept, He brought the dead to life, because to Him they only slept. After His ministry was complete, He was betrayed by Judas, and to Roman soldiers given, He died for our sins, so those who believe, will go to Heaven. ~ Winston Staples

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About wint68,70pluswint

I am married, have four lovely children and five grandchildren. I love gospel music and to write poetry as a hobby. I love animals such as dogs, and white tailed deer. I love good clean humor.
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  1. jerald70 says:

    Reblogged this on jake70.

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