Wednesday, September 30, 2009

OUR LORD THE GIVER

























I gave you life,
but cannot live it for you.

I can give you directions,
but I cannot be there to lead you.

I can take you to church,
but I cannot make you believe.

I can teach you right from wrong,
but I cannot always decide for you.

I can buy you beautiful clothes,
but I cannot make you beautiful inside.

I can offer you advice,
but I cannot accept it for you.

I can give you love,
but I cannot force it upon you.

I can teach you to share,
but I cannot make you unselfish.

I can teach you respect,
but I cannot force you to show honor.

I can advise you about friends,
but cannot choose them for you.

I can tell you about alcohol & drugs,
but I can't say "No" for you.

I can tell you about lofty goals,
but I can't achieve them for you.

I can teach you about kindness,
but I can't force you to be gracious

I can pray for you,
but I cannot make you walk with God.

I can tell you how to live,
but I cannot give you eternal life.

I can love you with unconditional love all of
my life... and I will.














this is for all those who believe in god ,
something beautiful
that set me thinking
hope you like it to click down below,
http://www.bellagreetings.com/1/card.php?ID=1135

A MEMO FROM GOD


MAY YOU BE BLESSED

the greatest blessing in life is the birth of a baby

with the birth of a baby,the blessing it brings the joys and tears are very precious; to all the women of this world i dedicate this special blessings
http://www.mayyoubeblessedmovie.com

Sunday, September 27, 2009



















THE TOMB OF JESUS CHRIST
MOTHER MARY'S TOMB

Thursday, September 24, 2009

HOW GREAT THOU ART

How Great Thou Art!






















O Lord my God! when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed:

Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul! my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze:

Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul! my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin:

Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul! my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!

Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul! my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!


CLUELESSNAN

Tuesday, September 22, 2009


WHO AM I ( musical slide)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CT7x3VnrqbA

 I AM A FLOWER QUICKLY FADING;
HERE TO DAY GONE TOMORROW


http://files.myopera.com/BitzyMe/albums/507968/Faded%20Soft.jpg

Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth, Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt. Who am I?
That the bright and morning star, Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart. Bridge:
Not because of who I am, But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done, But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am. I am yours. I am yours.

Who am I? That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love And watch me rise again.
Who am I? That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain, And calm the storm in me.
Not because of who I am, But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done, But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am. I am yours.
Not because of who I am, But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done, But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
CLUELESSNAN

Sunday, September 20, 2009

GENTLE JESUS MEEK AND MILD























Gentle Jesus, Meek And Mild
Hymn Lyrics

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild,
Look upon a little child;
Pity my simplicity,
Suffer me to come to Thee.

Lamb of God, I look to Thee;
Thou shalt my Example be;
Thou art gentle, meek, and mild;
Thou wast once a little child.

Lord, I would be as Thou art;
Give me Thine obedient heart;
Thou art pitiful and kind,
Let me have Thy loving mind.

Let me, above all, fulfill
God my heav’nly Father’s will;
Never His good Spirit grieve;
Only to His glory live.

Loving Jesus, gentle Lamb,
In Thy gracious hands I am;
Make me, Savior, what Thou art,
Live Thyself within my heart.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

On The Wings of a Prayer



























Just close your eyes and open your heart,
And feel your worries and cares depart.

Just yield yourself to the Father above,
And let Him hold you secure in His love.

For life on earth grows more involved,
With endless problems that can't be solved,

But God only ask us to do our best,
Then He will take over and finish the rest...

So when you are tired, discouraged and blue,
There is always one door that is open to you,

And that is the door to The House of Prayer,
And you'll find God waiting to meet you there.

And The House of Prayer is no further away,
than the quiet spot where you kneel and pray.

For the heart is a temple when God is there
As we place ourselves in his loving care.

And He hears every prayer and answers each one
When we Pray in His name - Thy will be done.

The burdens that seemed too heavy to bear
Are lifted away on the wings of a prayer.

...Helen Steiner Rice

Sunday, September 13, 2009


MY SHELTER

Written October 7, 1999
by Hey You

When you need a comfort
When you need a friend
When you need a shelter
From life's storm
There is a friend who will
Never leave you nor forsake you

When you need a caring soul
In whom to confide
When in your heart
There lies a need
To cry out
Jesus will be there to listen

When the world abandons you
And leaves you all alone
Without a chance
Without a friend
There is grace and mercy
Waiting for you to grasp

When tears need to fall
And no words seem to bring comfort
To your floundering soul,
The Lord stetches out his
Arms of Love towards you
And holds you close


Jesus...
You are my shelter from life's storm
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Do You Believe In Miracles?

You are looking at what many people believe is a Miracle.

Two days after the disaster of September 11, 2001 a construction worker found several perfectly formed crosses planted upright in a pit in the rubble of World Trade Center. The large, cross-shaped metal beams just happened to fall that way when one of the towers collapsed.

Same rescue workers expressed that when they saw these Miracle Crosses, that they felt a peace and was comforted.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. --- Psalms 23:4

In memory of all that lost there lives September 11, 2001 this Miracle Cross was memorialized and now stands above Ground Zero in New York.



Wednesday September 20, 2006 - 02:41am (IST)

Friday, September 11, 2009

MOTHER MARY

 
THE HAIL MARY
Hail Mary,
Full of Grace,
The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit
of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary,
Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now,
and at the hour of death.

Amen.

 

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy Kingdom come,
thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory. for ever and ever. Amen

THE LORD IS MY SHEPARD



THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD

The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want;
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters;
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
for His name's sake.

Even though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil;
for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life;
and I shall dwell in the house of the
Lord forever.

Psalm 23

MY MOMS PRYER

JESUS LOVES ME THIS I KNOW

Jesus loves me, this I know,
Though my hair is white as snow.
Though my sight is growing dim,
Still He bids me trust in him.
Though my steps are oh, so slow,
With my hand in his I'll go.
On through life, let come what may,
He'll be there to lead the way.

Though I am no longer young,
I have much which He's begun.
Let me serve Christ with a smile,
Go with other's the extra mile.
When the nights are dark and long,
In my heart He puts a song.
Telling me in words so clear,
"Have no fear, for I am near."


When my work on earth is done,
And life's victories have been won.
He will take me home above,
Then I'll understand his love.

I love Jesus, does he know?
Have I ever told Him so?
Jesus loves to hear me say,
That I love him every day.

Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
The Bible tells me so.

MY LORD AND MY GOD

One Solitary Life

Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty. Then for three years He was an itinerant preacher. He never owned a home. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never had a family. He never went to college. He never put His foot inside a big city. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place He was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but Himself...
While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves. While He was dying His executioners gambled for the only piece of property He had on earth – His coat. When He was dead, He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
Nineteen long centuries have come and gone, and today He is a centerpiece of the human race and leader of the column of progress.
I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that were ever built; all the parliaments that ever sat and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as has that one solitary life.

one solitary life

http://www.onesolitarylifemovie.com/





IT DEPENDS ON WHOSE HANDS
Depends Whose Hands It's In

A basketball in my hands is worth about $19.
A basketball in Michael Jordan's
hands is worth about $33 million.
It depends whose hands it's in

A baseball in my hands is worth about $6.
A baseball in Mark McGuire's hands is worth $19 million.
It depends whose hands it's in

A tennis racket is useless in my hands.
A tennis racket in Venus Williams'
hands is a Championship Winning.
It depends whose hands it's in

A rod in my hands will keep away a wild animal.
A rod in Moses' hands will part the mighty sea.
It depends whose hands it's in

A sling shot in my hands is a kid's toy
A sling shot in David's hand is a mighty weapon.
It depends whose hands it's in

Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in my
hands is a couple of fish sandwiches.
Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in
God's hands will feed thousands.
It depends whose hands it's in

Nails in my hands might produce a birdhouse
Nails in Jesus Christ's hands will
produce salvation for the entire world.
It depends whose hands it's in

As you see now it depends whose hands it's in.
So put your concerns, your worries, your fears,
your hopes, your dreams, your families and your
relationships in God's hands because
It depends whose hands it's in.

This message is now in your hands.

Wednesday September 20, 2006