Soaring!

Soon, I will be leaving,

without a jet plane,

flying without wings,

caught up in the air,

to meet the Lord of Lords

and the King of Kings.

Soon, I will be leaving,

without a jet plane,

I know why,

but I don’t know when,

when I return,

I will be in New Jerusalem.

Soon I will be leaving,

without a jet plane,

flying without wings,

to meet in the air,

my Lord of Lords,

and King of Kings!

~ Winston Staples

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JUST THINKING!

I watch up the old country road through my study window and my mind slips back into a time of the past. My brother and I would walk down this same road and watch the pheasants and rabbits walk through the bushes and across the icy patches this time of year; we was on our way down to our friends to play hockey on a large pond by his house. I long sometimes to play on that pond and enjoy the fellowship of all my friends. Oh how I enjoyed my childhood!

~ Winston Staples

JUST THINKING!

As I sit and look out my study window at all the bare branches of the Aspens with a few Chick-a-dees flying to and fro out of them, my mind flashes back seventy years and how I would take my blind mother out through them to a big rock, there we would sit and rest. Then we would walk back to the house and make doughnuts; These are precious memories to remember and ponder upon!

~ Winston Staples

THE BIG RAIN!

The Summer was dry;

the Fall too,

danger of forest fires,

everywhere loomed.

The wells and streams,

are going low,

Prayers going up,

for the storm clouds

on the horizon show.

They all prayed,

for a big rain;

they needed water,

so much they knelt,

and God answered,

and sent a big rain,

now the wells are not dry,

the streams are filled;

Thank you Father,

thanks again;

You heard our prayers,

and You sent a big rain.

~ Winston Staples

THIS MORNING!

This morning,

I opened the front door,

I heard something,

I looked into the sky,

a gaggle of Canada geese,

were landing,

in their v formation,

into a large corn field,

whose golden ears,

they will fleece.

The sight and sounds,

are a sure sign,

that Autumn is here;

Such a pretty time,

to see God’s creation,

so colorful, so supreme.

Thank you Father,

for being always around,

watching, the sky, the sea,

and on the ground!

~ Winston Staples

 

 

THANKS!

Thanks Father,

for my eyes that see,

all the precious sights,

You created them to see.

I see the hills,

rolling over there,

the baby blue sky,

and the babbling  brook,

flowing gently by.

I see the clouds,

fluffy and grey,

as they float,

lazily on their way.

I see the birds,

flying to and fro,

into the branches,

all nice and warm,

a shelter,

from the coming storm.

We see Your creation,

it is everywhere,

so let’s bow,

our hearts in prayer,

and say thank you,

for all  you share!

~ Winston Staples

 

A BECKONING!

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

to where,

the pine trees grow.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

where the babbling brook,

so gently flows.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

come and see,

the wildflowers,

in the lane,

where they  beautifully,

beautifully grow.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

open the word,

the wonderful word of God,

it will guide you,

as you travel this sod.

~ Winston Staples