He Is Faithful That Promised

Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering; (for he is faithful that promised;) Hebrew 10:23

Thursday, November 11, 2004

I have been reading poems from my book by Helen Steiner Rice. She is one of my favorite writers. I always browse through the greeting cards that have her poems in them. I lucked up or was led to this book by God, who has blessed me many times by guiding my eyes and hands to the right shelf and the right book at a store.

The book is titled Always A Springtime. It expresses my thoughts and feelings with the words I could never find. The words soothe and calm me and help lead me to peace of mind.

My new title for my blogspot is from one of the poems.

"On The Wings Of 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 asks us to do our best,
Then He will "take over" and finish the rest-
So when you are tired, discouraged, and blue,
There's 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 farther 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"-
And the burdens that seemed too heavy to bear
are lifted away on "the wings of prayer."


The words sang their way into my mind and helped soften my heart. Unhappiness hardens the heart and pushes Jesus, the Comforter, out. With the help of the love of my God, I am feeling better.

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Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; for my soul trusteth in thee; yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast. I will cry unto God most high; unto God that performeth all things for me. Psalm 57:1-2

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