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Thursday, August 28, 2025

From Everlasting To Everlasting - In Memory






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Friday, August 22, 2025

Blessed Sonshine

S NIKITENKO 

Blessed Son-shine

In dawn’s first glow, the world awakes,
Soft petals drink the golden rays,
Mountains blush at morning’s grace,
And rivers gleam like sparkling praise.
Yet far more radiant lights my soul—
The Blessed Son-shine in my heart.

Like sunbeams glist'ning on the sea,
Each promise flickers hope anew;
In every whisper of the breeze,
I sense Your Spirit’s gentle clue.
Creation’s wonders bow and sing,
To honor what Your love imparts.

The sunflower lifts its cheerful face,
In humble faith it yearns for light,
Same, in my weakness, You give strength,
Morning dusk turning dark to bright.
Each seed you plant of joy and peace
Blossoms beneath Your sovereign art.

When storms roll in with mounting winds,
And shadows stretch across the land,
Your promise stands—steadfastly true,
Casting out fear, we trust in you.
No mountain high, no valley low,
Can hide the power of Your heart.

O Blessed Son-shine, touch my life.
With blessings only You bestow.
That I may always reflect Your light,
In ev'ry step following you.
For though your love paints skies so grand,
Your Spirit’s blessing guides my heart.

 John8:12 
 Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, 
I am the light of the world: he that followeth me
 shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.

S NIKITENKO 

Susan Barker Nikitenko August 21,2025©  

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Tuesday, August 19, 2025

"Sunflowers in Your Sancuary"

 


“Sunflowers in Your Sanctuary”

Lord God Ou Father, of Light and Life,

This morning we gather in Your house,

Like a field of sunflowers turning toward the dawn—

Unified, expectant, and full of praise.

Bless this church, O God,

Let Your Spirit shine upon every person,

Warming cold places, healing broken hearts,

And drawing each soul toward Your radiant truth.

May our worship rise like golden blooms,

Our prayers stretch upward in faith,

And our fellowship reflect Your beauty—

Bright, bold, and rooted in love.

Strengthen our leaders, refresh our weary,

And sow new seeds of hope among us.

Let this sanctuary be a garden of grace,

Where joy blossoms and Your Word takes root.

We thank You for the light of this day,

And the light of Your presence. 

May we grow together, always turning toward You. 
May our lives and choices bless you and honor You
.
In Jesus' Name, Amen.    
Susan Barker Nikitenko 2025© 
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Wednesday, August 13, 2025

A Devotion on Trustworthiness

A Devotion on Trustworthiness

"A false balance is abomination to the LORD: but a just weight is his delight." - Proverbs 11:1

Trust is the bedrock of all relationships—with our family, our friends, our communities, and most importantly, with our God. It is a fragile gift, easily shattered and difficult to repair. In a world where commitments are often fleeting and promises are made without intention, the call to be trustworthy is more vital than ever. It is a character trait that sets us apart, a testament to the transformative power of a life lived in Christ. To be trustworthy is to be a reflection of God's own unwavering faithfulness.

The Lord delights in a "just weight," a metaphor for a life of integrity and honesty. This isn't just about financial transactions; it's about the way we handle our words, our commitments, and our responsibilities. A false balance, a deceitful measure, is an abomination to Him because it perverts the very nature of truth and justice. When we are untrustworthy, we are essentially operating with a "false balance," giving a deceptive impression of who we are and what we stand for.

Consider the story of Abraham and how he was called to a place he did not know. His faith was built on a trust in God that was absolute. God's promises were his "just weight." When we are trustworthy, we become a living testament to the trustworthiness of our God. Our friends and colleagues should be able to look at our lives and see a pattern of reliability, a promise keeper, someone who means what they say and says what they mean.

Being trustworthy is not just about avoiding lies; it's about being consistent in our actions. It's about being the person others can rely on to show up, to follow through, and to stand by their word, even when it is difficult. This consistency is a powerful witness to the world, a light in the darkness that points back to the One who is the same yesterday, today, and forever.

The scriptures are filled with examples of individuals who were trusted by God and man alike because of their character. Joseph, in Egypt, was entrusted with the entire kingdom's affairs because his integrity was unquestionable. Daniel was elevated to a position of power because his adversaries could find no fault in him, save for his devotion to his God. These were men who lived with a "just weight" in their hearts, and the Lord blessed their faithfulness.

Our trustworthiness is a direct reflection of our relationship with God. The more we grow in our understanding of His faithfulness, the more we are empowered by His Spirit to be faithful ourselves. It is a process of sanctification, where we are daily being conformed to the image of Christ, who is the ultimate embodiment of truth and reliability.

Let us commit to being people of our word, individuals whose actions align with our promises. Let us be diligent in our commitments, whether big or small, for it is in the small things that our character is truly forged. Let us seek to be a "just weight" in our homes, our workplaces, and our communities, so that the Lord's delight may rest upon us.

In a world full of shifting sands, let us be the rock of reliability, a beacon of integrity, and a testament to the unchanging faithfulness of our God. May our lives be a living sacrifice of truth, a fragrant offering that brings glory to His name.

"He that is faithful in that which is least is faithful also in much: and he that is unjust in the least is unjust also in much." - Luke 16:10

Chosen Scripture Reading: Proverbs 11:1-8

Closing Prayer:

Heavenly Father, we come before you with grateful hearts, seeking to be more like You. You are the ultimate example of trustworthiness and faithfulness. Forgive us for the times we have been unreliable, for the promises we have failed to keep, and for the times we have operated with a "false balance." Lord, we ask that you would work in us to create a clean heart and a steadfast spirit. Help us to be faithful in the little things, so that we may be trusted with much. May our lives be a reflection of Your unwavering character, and may our words and actions bring delight to Your heart. In Jesus' name, Amen.

A Thought for the Day:

Your integrity is your most valuable asset. Guard it with diligence, for it is a testament to the faithfulness of your God.☺☺Susan Barker Nikitenko August 13th, 2025©


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Sunday, August 10, 2025

Roses of Truth




🌹 Roses of Truth

I searched the soil, the garden bed,
No bloom arose, no blush of red—
No velvet petal kissed the air,
No rose to tend with loving care.

Yet in my heart, a garden grew,
With blossoms bathed in morning dew—
Not planted deep in earthen sod,
But rooted in the love of God.

You are the roses, truth and grace,
A fragrant light in sacred space—
Companions on this winding way,
Who speak of hope and kneel to pray.

Though thorns may press and shadows fall,
Your kindness lifts, your faith stands tall—
You bloom in silence, bloom in song,
You help the weary walk along.

So even if my hands are bare,
No roses in the garden there—
I hold you close, a holy part:
The roses blooming in my heart.

Susan Barker Nikitenko August 10th, 2025© 

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August Prayer - Roses in My Garden





Susan Barker Nikitenko 2025©
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Friday, August 8, 2025

Morning Prayer Poem/Song

Morning Joy Poem

A Devotional Poem Inspired by Psalm 30:5 “...weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”

Tears may fall like evening rain, Soft and silent, full of pain. Hearts may ache and voices hush, As sorrow paints the world in blush.

But morning breaks with golden light, A whisper chasing off the night. The sun ascends with gentle grace, And joy begins to take its place.

Not fleeting fun or worldly cheer, But peace that draws the Spirit near. A holy gladness, deep and wide, That walks with us and will abide.

For some, the night is long and cold, A story heavy, grief retold. A sister lost, a mother gone, A prayer repeated till the dawn.

Yet even then, through tear-stained eyes, God’s comfort like a blanket lies. He holds our hearts, He hears our cries, And lifts our gaze toward morning skies.

Joy is not a perfect day, But knowing Christ is here to stay. It’s hope that sings when words are few, A quiet strength that carries through.

So let the morning rise again, With healing light and soft Amen. For in the hush of breaking day, God’s love will never drift away.

And when the final morning comes, With heaven’s light and trumpet drums, No more tears, no more goodbye— Just Morning Joy that fills the sky.


Reflection: Morning Joy isn’t just a poetic phrase—it’s a promise. In seasons of sorrow, God’s presence brings renewal. This poem reminds us that joy isn’t the absence of pain, but the presence of Christ in the midst of it. May this morning bring you peace, hope, and the quiet assurance that you are held.


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🌟 Devotion: Morning Joy



🌟 Devotion: Morning Joy

Opening Scripture:
"These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full." — John 15:11 (KJV)


Joy, in the biblical sense, is not a mood—it’s a miracle. It’s not the absence of sorrow but the presence of Christ. The world offers joy like a balloon: bright, floating, and easily popped. But the Spirit of Christ offers joy like a wellspring—deep, enduring, and flowing even in drought.

Some people suffer every day. Some carry the weight of chronic pain, the ache of loss, or the silence of unanswered prayers. The loss of a child, the unraveling of a dream, the long nights of grief—these are not light burdens. And yet, scripture reminds us: “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning” (Psalm 30:5). Sometimes that “morning” feels far off. But it comes. Not always with fanfare, but with the quiet presence of God whispering, “I am with thee.”

Consider Hannah in 1 Samuel. Her sorrow over infertility was deep and bitter. She wept, she prayed, she poured out her soul before the Lord. And in time, God restored her joy—not just through the birth of Samuel, but through the intimacy of her trust in Him. Her story reminds us that joy is not found in the outcome—it’s found in the outpouring. As we talk to Him, cry to Him, and trust Him, joy begins to rise.

Paul and Silas sang in prison. David danced after defeat. Jesus, “for the joy that was set before him,” endured the cross (Hebrews 12:2). These were not moments of ease—they were moments of eternal perspective. Joy is not a denial of pain; it’s a declaration of hope.

To continue in joy is to choose trust over despair. It’s to say, “God, I don’t understand, but I believe.” It’s to pray through tears, sing through sorrow, and walk through valleys with the assurance that He walks with us. Joy is not a mask—it’s a miracle born of communion.

Let’s teach this to our children, model it in our homes, and carry it into our communities. Whether we’re crafting coloring pages, writing devotionals, or simply living faithfully, joy should be the undercurrent. Not forced smiles, but Spirit-filled gladness. The kind that sings even when life is hard.


Closing Scripture:
"Rejoice evermore." — 1 Thessalonians 5:16 (KJV)


Thought of the Day:
Tears may endure for a night or a season, but God will restore our joy as we talk to Him, as we cry to Him, as we trust Him.


Chosen Bible Reading:
📖 Psalm 126:5–6 — “They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.”


Closing Prayer:
Lord, You see every tear and hear every cry. Thank You for the promise of joy that comes not from circumstances, but from Your Spirit within us. Help us to continue in joy, even when the night is long. Teach us to trust You, to talk with You, and to lean into Your presence. May our lives reflect the hope and gladness that only You can give. In Jesus’ name, Amen.



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Friday, August 1, 2025

Walking Out What We Talk About


🌅 Morning Devotion: Walking Out What We Talk About Based on James 1:22 – “But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves.”

Many of us begin our day with the best intentions. We read our devotionals, sip coffee, and whisper prayers before rushing off into the whirlwind of the day. It’s comforting to hear God’s Word. But James reminds us of a powerful truth—we are not transformed by just hearing. We are changed when we do. It’s like listening to a beautiful symphony but never picking up an instrument to join the harmony.

Take, for example, a man who reads the weather forecast each morning and nods solemnly at the warning of rain. Yet, he walks out without an umbrella. The forecast was heard, but it didn’t change his steps. Likewise, we can read "Love thy neighbor" and still ignore the hurting soul next to us in the checkout line. It's the doing that draws us into God's purpose.

James points out that being a hearer without being a doer is like looking in a mirror and forgetting what you saw. Most mornings, we glance at our reflection—tidy our hair, adjust our clothes—because we care how we present ourselves. But imagine walking away and forgetting entirely what we looked like. God’s Word is that mirror, revealing the condition of our heart. It’s meant to lead us to action, not just acknowledgment.

A young mother I know began placing sticky notes around the house with simple scriptures—on the fridge, above the laundry hamper, even inside her kids’ lunchboxes. She’d read James 1 and decided she didn’t just want her children to know about kindness, she wanted them to live it. She turned passive Bible reading into a family mission: do the Word. That home became a place of little acts of love that echoed Jesus.

In the workplace, someone may overhear gossip and silently walk away—but a “doer of the word” finds a way to speak truth and restore dignity. In traffic, a doer lets someone merge even when they're in a hurry. In conflict, a doer chooses grace, not grudges. These aren’t grand gestures—they’re everyday proofs of a faith that breathes.

The book of James is a clarion call to authenticity. No masks. No empty religion. Just real faith doing real things. It’s not about perfection, but direction—leaning daily into a life that reflects the love and wisdom of Christ. When our walk matches our talk, the world gets a glimpse of God's heart.

Thought of the Day: "True faith is never idle. It hears the Word, embraces it, and puts it into motion." – Inspired by James 1:22

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Monday, July 28, 2025

💖 Too Busy Praying to Put Others Down: A Call to Holy Humility

💖 Too Busy Praying to Put Others Down: A Call to Holy Humility

"Pray without ceasing."1 Thessalonians 5:17 (KJV) "Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory; but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves."Philippians 2:3 (KJV)

🌿 A Prayerful Posture, Not a Pedestal In a world quick to critique, swift to judge, and eager to elevate self, Scripture beckons us toward a different rhythm. A rhythm shaped by grace, humility, and prayer. A life where we’re too engaged in heaven’s conversation to engage in earthly condemnation. The deeper our prayer life, the less room there is to puff ourselves up—because prayer levels the ground and reminds us who we truly are without God’s mercy.

🌤️ Prayer Washes Away Pride Those who walk with the Lord in constant communion find that ego is gently eroded. Not because we’ve forgotten who we are—but because we’ve remembered who He is. In His presence, we can’t help but regard others with compassion. We’re too busy carrying burdens in prayer to pile stones of judgment.

When your heart is whispering intercession and your soul is tuned to heaven’s frequency, criticism loses its sting and comparison loses its grip.

⚖️ The Measure of Grace God’s Word commands us to “esteem others better than ourselves.” That’s not weakness—it’s divine strength. It’s the posture of Christ, who knelt to wash feet and wore a crown of thorns so we could wear a robe of righteousness.

To esteem others is to say:

  • “I see the image of God in you.”

  • “I’m not here to outshine—I’m here to uplift.”

  • “Your worth isn’t measured by my opinion but by His sacrifice.”

📿 Prayer Redirects the Heart Every time we bow our heads or lift our eyes in prayer, we’re surrendering the right to be right. We’re surrendering pride, envy, gossip, and bitterness. We’re saying, “Lord, change me first before I try to change others.” It’s in that sacred surrender that lives are transformed.

Prayer doesn’t just change circumstances—it changes character.

🌼 A Spirit of Grace in a World of Grievances Let’s be known not by the weight of our arguments but by the weight of our prayers. Let our legacy be written in love, not in debates won. Let our hearts be altars, not platforms.

🙏 Too Busy Praying to Put You Down Because prayer is not a weapon to wield against one another—it’s the balm of heaven for wounded hearts. Because grace is too beautiful not to share—and humility too holy to ignore. Because if Christ humbled Himself for our sake, we can kneel in spirit for others.

And if our days are marked by unceasing prayer, our lives will be marked by unshakable love.

Susan Barker Nikitenko 2025© RMNMKBPBANBNPMGNMB432567


🙌 Living a Life of Unceasing Prayer:

A Call to Heartfelt Communion with God

🙌 Living a Life of Unceasing Prayer: A Call to Heartfelt Communion with God

"Pray without ceasing."1 Thessalonians 5:17 (KJV)

💧 A Whisper in the Soul Prayer isn’t a ritual—it’s a heartbeat. Scripture invites us not merely into moments of devotion but into a lifestyle steeped in continual communion with the Lord. It’s not that we must spend every waking second with folded hands and bowed heads. It’s about cultivating an inner posture of prayer, a spirit that listens, speaks, and walks in step with the Holy Ghost no matter the hour or season.

🌅 Waking to Worship What does it mean to pray without ceasing? It means our first breath in the morning is a “Thank You,” and our last sigh at night is a whisper of trust. It means the mundane becomes majestic—a morning commute turns into intercession, a quiet lunch becomes a moment of thanksgiving, and tears at bedtime become sacred supplication.

🛠️ Prayer in Action When we live in a spirit of prayer, it changes the way we respond:

  • A harsh word becomes an opportunity to seek grace.

  • A setback becomes a reason to trust.

  • A joyful moment becomes a spark of praise.

Prayer doesn’t remove hardship—it reshapes our hearts to face it. It reminds us that we are not alone. The God who parted seas and raised the dead walks beside us in grocery aisles, hospital rooms, and the quiet corners of our homes.

💬 Prayer Is Conversation, Not Performance God isn’t waiting for polished speeches. He delights in honesty. Groanings too deep for words are precious to Him (Romans 8:26). Whether you’re praying with joy, confusion, anger, or desperation—He hears. Prayer is less about eloquence and more about presence. It’s showing up and being open.

🌱 A Transforming Spirit A life of continual prayer cultivates:

  • Spiritual Awareness – We begin to notice His presence even in silence.

  • Bold Faith – Prayer fuels trust, even when answers tarry.

  • Deep Peace – In constant communion, anxieties lose their grip.

  • Overflowing Grace – We start responding more like Christ because we’ve spent time with Him.

🏞️ Let Every Moment Be Sacred Let your life become a sanctuary, a tapestry woven with whispered thanks and quiet pleas. Pray while you're cooking. Pray while you're parenting. Pray while you’re creating. Let your spirit be constantly turned toward heaven, like a flower bending to the sun. This is the rhythm of the redeemed.

🙏 So, Pray Without Ceasing, Not because it's duty—but because it’s delight. Not because it's expected—but because it’s empowering. Not just because He commands—but because He listens.

And in that unbroken conversation, lives are changed. Hearts are healed. Heaven touches earth.

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Thursday, July 3, 2025

A Prayerful Reflection on America


A Prayerful Reflection on America 

 

Across the wide and wondrous landscapes of America—where sunrise warms the golden plains and sunset bathes the Pacific coast in quiet glory—stands a nation woven from dreams and determination. From the towering magnificence of the Grand Canyon to the vibrant pulse of New York City, from the peaks of the Rockies to the blue hills of "Almost Heaven" West Virginia, every corner of this land echoes with stories of grit, grace, and growth.

 

In the heartland, amber waves of grain whisper the legacy of hardworking hands and enduring hope. In the hollers and hilltops of Appalachia, hymns rise like morning mist, carrying generations of prayerful longing. The spirit of jazz floating through New Orleans, the resilience etched into Chicago’s skyline, and the timeless peace of the Shenandoah Valley—these are more than places. They are prayers in motion, asking for mercy, for unity, for renewal.

 

Today, I lift my voice not just to praise this great country, but to pray for it.

 

May we be a people who choose compassion over division. 

May our leaders seek wisdom that transcends politics and humbly serves the common good. 

May our classrooms teach truth, our pulpits preach courage, and our streets echo with the sound of reconciliation.

 

God, bless our veterans who stood firm in the storms of battle. 

Bless our families who strive and sacrifice. 

Bless our children, that they may grow with both faith and freedom beneath their feet.

 

Let justice roll down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream. 

Let love be our law and kindness our creed.

 

From sea to shining sea, America is more than a place—it is a promise. 

A promise kept through struggle. Strengthened in diversity. And sanctified in the prayers of its people.

 

So tonight, as stars scatter across the velvet sky and fireflies flicker in the fields of West Virginia, I pray not only for what this nation is—but for what it still can become. 

A land led by grace. 

Guarded by truth. 

Lifted by faith. 

United in hope.

 

Amen.

 

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Sunday, June 22, 2025

Profit of Dust: Exploitation Dramatic Reading



“Profit of Dust"

*A dramatic poem on power, exploitation, and divine justice*

**[Voice soft, bitter at first—then rising with gravity]**  
They were born—not held,  
Not sung to sleep by a mother’s breath,  
But summoned in silence,  
Arrayed under glass,  
Named not in love,  
But in ledger.

**[Voice sharper now, with mournful urgency]**  
Hands untouched by grace,  
Hearts unsheltered from purpose—  
Children molded for markets,  
Measured by worth,  
Not wonder.  
They are not mistakes.  
They are mirrors—  
Reflecting what we chose not to feel.

**[Pause. Breath. Lower tone.]**  
This is not medicine.  
This is not miracle.  
This is man’s ambition,  
Grinning behind a lab coat.

**[Building intensity]**  
What began in light now swells in shadow.  
What was called “creation”  
Has become collection—  
Of limbs, of labor,  
Of silence.

**[Powerful beat]**  
Like Nineveh,  
We stood tall on towers of trade  
And forgot that Heaven listens.  
We mocked the womb,  
Mocked mercy,  
Mocked the memory of motherhood—  
And called it progress.

**[Soft, almost broken:]**  
But the heavens do not forget.  
They have counted the jars.  
They have heard the breathless cries.  
They have not been silenced  
By silicon prayers  
Or profit margins.

**[Rising—urgent now]**  
The blood of the innocent  
Is not silent!  
It thunders from the soil  
Like Abel’s echo  
And fills the books of judgment  
With names no man remembers  
But God does.

**[Final lines—firm and slow]**  
There will come a fire  
That no science shall tame.  
There will come a reckoning  
Where the children will stand,  
Not as slaves,  
But as witnesses.

And the Lord shall ask:  
*"What did you make…  
when you called yourself creator?"*

Profit from Dust 

  A poem of hope and holy transformation

They said it was over—just ashes and stone, A field full of silence, a garden ungrown. But God knelt low in the shadowed crust, And whispered, “Watch… I profit from dust.”

Where others saw failure, He planted His seed, In dirt stained with sorrow, in moments of need. He shaped new life from broken ground, Where only dry bones once were found.

The world passed by with mocking frowns, But Heaven builds without their crowns. A breath, a spark, a Spirit thrust— Creation sings: He profits from dust.

Not gold, not fame, not flawless pride, But mercy poured from wounds once wide. So when you fall or feel unused, Remember: dust is what God will choose.


Susan Barker Nikitenko June 21, 2025©  MPMBCopNatMRochMPbKbAbBB hgf




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They Didn't Want Peace



They Didn’t Want Peace

He came with calm and open hands,
To help, to heal, to understand.
He said, “Let’s build, not break apart,”
But they had war inside their heart.
He spoke of love and setting free,
Of kindness, hope, and unity.
But they just laughed and turned away—
They wanted war, not peace that day.
He didn’t shout, He didn’t fight,
He stood for truth, He stood for right.
But when they pushed and raised their voice,
He had to make a braver choice.
He stood up strong, though it hurt deep,
To guard the ones who longed for peace.
He fought not out of pride or hate,
But for the peace they tried to break.
So when the world turns mean or loud,
And storms of anger form a cloud,
Be strong and kind, like Christ would be—
A light when others just can’t see.
Susan Barker Nikitenko 2025©
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Tuesday, June 17, 2025

Joseph: A Journey of Virtue (Dramatic Reading Teens or Older)

Joseph: A Journey of Virtue

*A Dramatic Reading in Four Movements* 

 

**Movement I: The Dreamer** 

(Reader with soft conviction)

He was just a boy… 

A shepherd in a coat dipped in dreams, woven by love and colored with promise. 

He saw the stars bow low, 

The sheaves lean toward him— 

Visions too great for the valley he lived in.

 

But dreams, when spoken aloud, 

Can stir envy. 

And so, betrayed by blood… 

Stripped of color… 

Lowered into a pit— 

Not by enemies, 

But by brothers.

 

**Pause** 

(Reader lowers voice)

 

Sold. 

Gone. 

Forgotten…? 

No. 

Because the dreamer was never alone. 

 

**Movement II: The Tested** 

(Reader growing in intensity)

 

Into Egypt he came not as a prince— 

But a slave in chains. 

Yet there, Joseph wore integrity like a robe— 

Brighter than any his father gave. 

He fled from temptation’s claw 

With virtue burning brighter than desire. 

 

But even the innocent may fall into the prison of lies. 

And so… he waited. 

In darkness. 

Forgotten again. 

Yet in the silence… 

Faith did not wither. 

Character grew stronger. 

And the dream? 

It lived—hidden in the hands of God.

 

**Movement III: The Rise** 

(Reader with rising tempo and awe)

 

From prison to palace— 

From chains to robes once more. 

God did not forget the dream. 

He exalted the humble, 

And turned famine into favor. 

The boy despised became the man trusted. 

The slave became the savior of nations.

 

But the test was not power— 

The test… was forgiveness.

 

For before him stood the very brothers 

Who once tossed him into darkness. 

And Joseph—oh, Joseph!—chose mercy over revenge, 

Tears over bitterness, 

Grace over justice.

 

He wept. 

They wept. 

He said: 

“You meant it for evil… 

but God meant it for good.”

 

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**Movement IV: The Glory** 

(Reader slows, solemn and reverent)

 

And so the dream was never really about grain or glory… 

It was about **God’s providence**, stitched through pain. 

About a boy who grew into a man of **steadfast virtue**, 

Whose every trial shaped him, 

Polished him, 

Positioned him.

 

Joseph did not rise because he dreamed, 

He rose because he was faithful in every season.

 

*Let all who hear remember:* 

Though pits are dark, prisons long, 

And betrayal bitter— 

*God never wastes a trial.* 

He is writing glory through grief, 

Redemption through suffering, 

And awe through every ending.

 

**And the dreamer’s God? 

He still reigns.**

 

Tis could be a group of teens with parts.

Or one solo reading – memorized is best with emotion.

But reading it solo or as a group with emotion will still be good.








print only coloring page or make visuals for the scenery 

Susan Y Nikitenko June 17th 2025© - Dramatic Reading (with music is best)



 **Devotional: “Dreams from Heaven”**  
*Inspired by Genesis 37 and connected to Genesis 28*

**Story:**  
Joseph had dreams—big ones. They weren’t just nighttime images, they were glimpses of God’s purpose. Like his grandfather Jacob, who saw a stairway stretching into heaven, Joseph dreamed of rising sheaves and bowing stars. Those dreams weren’t easy to carry. His brothers didn’t understand. He was sold, enslaved, forgotten.

But the dream was never forgotten by God.

Even in the pit, even in prison, Joseph clung to the memory of those dreams. Like the ladder Jacob saw, Joseph’s dreams were a bridge between earth and heaven—a sign that God was near and working behind the scenes. What looked like the end was only the beginning of a bigger plan.

**Reflection:**  
God still speaks to His people—sometimes through dreams, sometimes through whispers in our hearts. When we listen and obey, He leads us, one step at a time, from where we are to where He’s calling us to be.

### **Invitation to the Class:**  
*Do you believe God has a plan for your life?*

Like Joseph, you may not know how everything fits together yet, but God sees the whole picture. He knows the dreams He’s placed in your heart, and He’s building a path—just like Jacob’s ladder—between your now and your one-day. god made a way to show us the way to heaven and that is only through Christ and his saving grace through what he did at calvary. He died for us, he concurred the curse of sin and now he calls you to salvation and a life built on faith. A journey of faith.

Would you like to say yes to that journey today?


**Prayer with the Class:**  

> *Dear God,*  
> Thank You that you remind us You are close.  Our hope is what your will is for us.
> Help us to listen when You speak, and to trust when things don’t go as planned.  
> Like Joseph, we want to walk faithfully, even when we don’t see the end of the story.  
> Like Jacob, we want to say: *“Surely the Lord is in this place.”*  
> Lead us step by step, from earth to heaven, from fear to faith.  
> In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Susan Barker Nikitenko June 16th, 2025© NMbMpBenAnna234KBPBRMNMPM

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