Here I am Jesus,
reading your word,
Guided by the Holy Spirit
to learn the greatest,
greatest story heard.
Here I am,
waiting for You,
to come,
to take me home,
to live with You,
and the Saints waiting,
for me to come.
Here I am,
praying for others,
to see their need,
and call upon Your name,
and be saved;
Their blessing from You,
they can claim.
Here I am,
are the words You say,
inviting the lost souls,
to come to You today!
~ Winston Staples
Roads: Some roads are long and narrow,some roads have hills dangerously steep, some roads are short and wide, some roads have valleys very deep. All roads have a beginning, all roads have an end; but all roads are not our friend. The Bible speaks of two roads, one narrow and one wide, the wide one leads to destruction, and on this road, everyone’s journey begins. The other road, the straight and narrow, this road is where God wants you to be, this road is entered by knowing Jesus, our one true guide you see. This road leads to Heaven, with Jesus on our side, when we reach Heaven, with God we will abide.
~Winston Staples
Setting Sail: Life is like a voyage, sailing across the sea, setting our sails, to find breezes to set us free. as we set sail, we find the sailing may be rough, the waves roaring high, visibility mighty tough. We discover it is so hard, to be captain of our ship, when we have an enemy, seeking to make us slip. When our lives, like the ships, face tempest and despair, we need to seek a harbor, and find shelter there. In this voyage, we have a choice, who will captain our ship, Jesus, who wants to save us; Satan who wants us scuttle our ship. So dear soul, who will your captain be; Satan who keeps you in bondage, or Jesus who will set you free?
~Winston Staples
There is a place,about a mile away,where I would go,and spend hours every day.
I got on an old four wheeler,on it I would go,
to my quiet place,where the red pine trees grow.
Some days I would see,a doe in the grove,if slowly I drove.
At the right time,late in the day;I would stop,and watch the beaver play.
Most of the time, their play for me,was work to them,and while they swam;
they quickly repaired the dam; while In the branches of the pine,
the blue jays cried,and the squirrels played,with the gentle breeze,
the red pine trees swayed.It became my favourite quiet place to go,
to meditate on God’s word, to keep my outlook on life,
His Words that are sharper than a two edged sword.
~Winston Staples
Just looking,
my eyes focused,
on the trees,
colored trees,
blowing and swaying,
back and forth,
in the North wind,
telling me;
it will soon,
soon snow again.
Just looking,
looking over the hill,
at evergreens and hardwoods,
stately on both it’s sides;
telling me,
I am growing older,
with each tick,
and each tock,
as the hands of time,
quickly slip bye!
~ Winston Staples
I went to mom’s grave today,
There since 1991,
Her body has peacefully laid;
I went to mom’s grave today,
I know her spirit,
sweet spirit is not there,
Her spirit is in the arms,
precious arms of Jesus;
She will always be safe there!
~ Winston Staples
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
Just thinking,
about childhood days,
as I listen,
listen to the falling rain,
how we would climb,
into our tree house,
and play monopoly,
all day long.
I knew some,
were less than honest,
as they moved around,
quickly around the board.
Sometimes I long to,
long to have those,
happy moments back;
I realize one grows,
and makes mistakes,
as we travel this land;
so let us place our lives,
with the FATHER,
who knows, always knows,
what for us is best!
~ Winston Staples
One day,
a kidnapper came,
he took our beings,
and I know his name;
his name is Satan,
he loves, kidnapping,
kidnapping our souls,
he sneaks in,
without us seeing.
God loves,
the souls of HIS Children;
HE knows our names,
HE sent a RANSOM,
JESUS, HIS SON came.
HE shed HIS blood,
on that old rugged cross,
that RANSOM paid the price,
and in the BOOK of LIFE
HE recorded our names!
~ Winston Staples
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
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