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Love Is All That Matters | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
WE ARE THE REASON As little children We would dream of Christmas morn Of all the gifts and toys We knew we'd find But we never realized A baby born one blessed night Gave us the greatest gift of our lives We were the reason That He gave His life We were the reason That He suffered and died To a world that was lost He gave all He could give To show us the reason to live As the years went by We learned more about gifts The giving of ourselves And what that means On a dark and cloudy day A man hung crying in the rain All because of love, all because of love I've finally found the reason for living It's in giving every part of my heart to Him In all that I do every word that I say I'll be giving my all just for Him, for Him He is my reason to live Love your mom while still you can Love your mom while still you can. THE WORLD IS FULL OF SONS AND DAUGHTERS LIKE YOU AND ME. I had a marvelous mother who loved me, sacrificed for me and helped me in every way possible. In all of my growing up from childhood through college and eventually marriage, my mother was always at my side. and when I needed help with my little ones, she was there for me. Today, we buried this wonderful woman. Can you imagine how I felt when I returned from the services and found a poem in her desk drawer written by my mom. THE TIME IS NOW If you are ever going to love Love me now while I can know The sweet and tender feelings Which from true affection flow Love me now while I am living Do not wait until I am gone And then have it chiseled in marble Sweet words on ice cold stone If you have tender thoughts of me Please let me know now If you wait until I am sleeping There will be death between us And I won't hear you then So if you love me, even a little bit Let me know while I am living So that I can treasure it Now she is gone and I am sick with guilt because I never told her what she meant to me. Worse yet, I did not treat her as she deserved to be treated. I found time for everyone and everything but I never made time for her. It would have been easy to drop in for a cup of tea and a hug but my friends came first. Would any of them have done A for me what my mother did, I know the answer. When I called mom on the phone, I was always in a hurry. I feel ashamed when I think of the times I cut her off. I remember too, the times I could have included her and didn't. Our children loved Grandma from the time they were babies. They often turn to her for comfort and advice. She understood them. I realize now that I was too critical, too short-tempered, too stingy with praise. Grandma gave them unconditional love. The world is filled with sons, daughters and a child like me. I hope they see themselves in this letter and realize from it. Anonymous THE SCARS OF LIFE Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could. Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of- war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved. The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Dad wouldn't let go." You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you. The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms be very, very grateful. He did not and will not ever let you go. |
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Just me...
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Of ALL THE THINGS |
Of all the things I've ever done Finding you will prove to be the most important one I would never trade the tears, Conversation no one hears, Learning how to walk before we run. Of all the kites I've ever flew, Most came tumbling down except the one I set up with you. I would never change a thing, Break a spell or cut the string, In every wish I make is coming true with you. Sometimes I forget to say how much I love you Purposely I've been 'cause I'm so busy Thinking of you. So in this world of odds and ends I'd rather have a part of you than all of my so called Friends. You have taught me how to feel What is false, and what is real. Of all the things I ever wanna do I think I'll start and end with loving you?
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IF YOU SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME |
I know the stars that shines the teardrops in my eyes And here I am alone starting to realize Then my days would be brighter I f I could learn to hide The feelings that I have for you Keeps flowing deep inside Then my days begins with simple thoughts of you And hoping that tomorrow will be me and you Sharing dreams with each other And making them come true Holding one another Saying all I need is you But if you say that you love me And show me that you care. Say when I needed you, you'll always be there But if you go and leave me, this I swear is true My love will always be with you
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If The Feeling Is Gone |
If the feeling is gone. Please don’t pretend that you still love me I can see in your eyes And it hurts to admit it I can tell that the feeling is gone All I asked is just a little honesty Though I know you’re not coming back to me You know I’ll do everything to make you stay But I just have to let you go if the feeling is gone There is sadness in your smile Though you try to conceal it I can tell that the feeling is gone All I asked is just a little honesty Though I know you’re not coming back to me You know I’ll do everything to make you stay But I just have to let you go if the feeling is gone I just have to let you go if the feeling is gone
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I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU |
Standing by my window Listening for your call Seems I really miss you after all Time won't let me decide to myself I'd just like to let you know I wish I'd never let you go And I'll always love you Deep inside this heart of mine I do love you And I'll always need you And if you ever change your mind I'll still, I will love you Wish you'd never left me But love's a mystery You can break a heart so easily The days and nights we knew How much I feel for you Time has come for me to see How much your love has meant to me Time like a river, keeps on rolling right on by Nothing left for me to do So I watch the river rise
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| | Big Bear, California 2002
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| | Taken at Big Bear, Ca 2002
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