Dear Jesus

Treasure Box ~ Jesus Our Friend

Dear Jesus

By: Susan Y Nikitenko    
September 20th, 2011

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Dear Jesus,  You're my best friend;

You're the song in my heart.

You're the reason I'm forgiven;

You won't let me fall apart.

Dear Jesus,  You're my captain;

You're the boat that I sail.

You're the reason that I'm living;

You've snatched my soul from hell.

Dear Jesus, You're my mountain;

You're faithfulness  endures.

I know I can trust your love;

I know I'm safe and secure.

Dear Jesus,  You're my blue sky;

You shine in my heart today.

Because when I worship you;

All the dark clouds roll away.

Dear Jesus,  You're the fountain;

That flows eternally.

All that drink of your  water.

Will  find faith and hope in thee.

 CHORUS:

You're my ocean,  that flows strong;

You're grace rides on the waves.

You're serene,  gives us a peace;

You are the power that saves.

Dear Jesus,  You're my best friend;

And the friend of all who trust you.

You are the reason for life;

I pray, I will always please you.

We can feel secure in knowing He has a greater plan even through suffering and difficulties.  God has a reason for the problems we face.  We can feel secure in that He said, " I will never leave thee."

We can feel secure in knowing that God never lies and that we can count on His promises.  We can feel secure in that nothing can pluck us out of His hand and that we have a home prepared for us.

He will not leave His children comfortless.   ~ Susan Nikitenko

Some Interesting facts about the Hymn "What A Friend We Have In Jesus"

     

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Your Promises Make Me Strong

Treasure Box ~ God's Promises

Your Promises Make Me Strong

Please, fill me with your Spirit
Let your presence glisten  through.
So others will know, dear Lord;
How I desire  to serve you.
Oh, let your love be my guide;
As I hide your Word inside.
I will humbly trust in you;
No matter  what others do.
When the night seems hard and long;
When I cannot find a song;
Your word is my foundation;
Your promises make me strong.
Oh, you are my strength and shield;
You are what makes my heart full
I can do all things through you;
Nothing is impossible.

Philippians 4:13

I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.

 Mark 9:23 

 Jesus said unto him, If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth.

Matthew19:26

But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible.

By : Susan Y Nikitenko     
 September 25th 2011

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Colors Of Blessing - By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Treasure Box ~ Blessings

Colors Of Blessing

By: Susan Y Nikitenko 2009

Revised 2010 - 2011

Could the angels have special jobs;

Like painting leaves of fall?

Can’t mighty God do anything?

He has created all.

Perhaps angels spread forth their wings;

To paint the swirls of fall.

Upon the trees of mountain tops;

And on the forests tall.

A swish of orange, a splash of gold;

A whirl of autumn red.

Every creature great and small;

I’m sure would lift their head.

From tree to tree each color grows;

and spreads across the land.

A gift from God to be enjoyed;

Made by his perfect hand.

Each angel flying here and there;

Spreading colors of joy.

And when leaves flutter to the ground;

It makes a rainbow toy.

Children jumping, children laughing;

In the colorful mounds.

Up pops a smiling little face;

With all the fun-filled sounds.

And like a child I too will laugh;

I’ll jump right in with glee.

And enjoy these lovely blessings;

He’s given you and me.

Orange leaves of family laughter;

Red leaves a promise of grace.

Yellow a golden forever;

In the arms of God's embrace

I’m not too old to play in leaves;

Too old to have some fun.

I’ll roll around and giggle too;

and I’ll have joy in God's Son.

For He fills my heart with laughter;

He is so good you see.

He’s painted this, a lovely world;

It is inside of me.

Jumping daily in His presence;

A colorful array.

Jump into Joy, Jump into peace;

By trusting Him every day.

Jump happily, into kindness;

Jump with glee into love.

Be content and be hopeful;

Looking to Him above.

Leave a lasting essence of hope;

To all eyes watching you.

A rainbow of blessing awaits;  

Come, jump into it too.

( Let's Color Our Fall Coloring Pages To Raise Money.)

Jump into a New Life, in Christ;
You'll never be the same.
He gives you a new heart, a new start;
Just call upon his holy name.

This poem has multiple purposes....I added the highlighted line to make it refer more to being born into the family of God.
Here's The Article That Goes Along With The Poem Colors Of  Blessing.  (Remembering 9/11)

http://humorsmileawards.blogspot.com/2011/04/colors-of-blessing-article-by-susan-y.html


The Fruits Of The Spirit

Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. To these I commit my day. ~Max Lucado

This Video Is More Than Just For Mothers Day - It Is For Every Day.  It Goes Well With This Poem

If You Choose To Remove The Highlighted Line. 

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Lord, There Is No One Like You

Treasure Box  ~ Gods Provision

Lord, There Is No One Like You

Song By: Susan Y Nikitenko    September 10th, 2011

Oh, Lord you know......

Ev'ry  thought of our inner part.
And you know all.......
the secrets hidden in our hearts.

You know and see........
But yet you love faithfully.
Still you whisper.........
Come dear child, come now to me.

Chorus:

Like a river......

Your love flows without end.

Like a fountain.....

Your healing  gives life again.

Like a morning......
Your mercies drop down like dew.
You're  our best friend.......
Lord, there is no one like you.

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Yes, You understand.........
When our heart's been torn in two.
And know if we........
Want to love and live for you.

All knowing God........

You see the storm that rocks our world.

You see our tears.......

Your comfort  gives grace,  Oh Lord.

Chorus:

Like a river......

Your love flows without end.
Like a fountain.....
Your healing  gives life again.

Like a morning......

Your mercies drop down like dew.

You're  our best friend.......

Lord, there is no one like you.

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Sometimes - By: S Nikitenko

Treasure Box ~ Trusting God Through Hardship

Sometimes

Sometimes joy’s river ceases to flow.

Sometimes dark clouds, loom down long and low.

Sometimes great storms, hold back the sun.

Sometimes you just want to hide or run.

Look onward to our heavenly home.

Remember His promise, you’re not alone.

Fly like a bird, on the winds of His grace.

Find sweet assurance in His embrace.

Sometimes life’s pains are hard to bare.

Sometimes our heart, groans deep in despair.

Sometimes shadows of death pass by.

Sometimes alone, we cry out, Why?

Take the hand of God’s merciful love;

Who calms the sea and sent His Dove.

The God of all that lives and breaths;

Who made the rocks, the winds, the seas,

Will lead you through your darkest night,

Will help you through the terrible fight.

He’ll hold you up and you will stand.

He’ll lead you through, hold tight His hand.

And as the rains and storm winds blow;

The peace of God will ease pains flow.

Hold fast to faith, the shield of power;

And know your God wants you to flower.

Sometimes, the greatest fruitful child;

Has suffered through the greatest test.

And though the pain takes time to heal;

Remember Child, God’s love is real.

All night will shine like a new day;

When storm clouds lift and drift away.

Through parting clouds light will appear;

Our God will ease our ev'ry fear.

His loving touch will brush our tears;

And heal all pain, from worldly years.

Forevermore sweet smiles will shine;

And all our cares be left behind.

                                                         By: Susan Y Nikitenko  2009

The Butterfly

A man found a cocoon for a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through the little hole.

Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and could go no farther. Then the man decided to help the butterfly.

He took a pair of scissors and snipped the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily.

Something was strange. The butterfly had a swollen body and shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.

Neither happened. In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and deformed wings. It was never able to fly.

What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand, was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the small opening of the cocoon are God’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life.

If God allowed us to go through all our life without any obstacles, that would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.

Not only that, we could never fly.

Unknown Author

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Victory Victory

Victory, Victory 

(Song)  By: Susan Nikitenko  2009©

 

Victory, Victory We Shall Cry;

Upon that glorious day.

All fighting inward, outward gone;

Sins world, at last, Will fade.

No need for sword, no need for bow;

No tears again will flow.

No need for shelter from the blasts;

For peace is all we’ll know.

No foe will hurt, will kill, ill steal.

No child left 'lone to die

No begging bread upon the streets;

No mother's desperate cry.

(Chorus)

Thank-you precious Jesus;

For giving all you gave.

The shedding of your perfect blood;

In love, you came to save.

Thank-you precious Jesus;

For all, you’ve done and do.

One day we’ll cry out victory;

And cast our crowns to you.

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The pain of death will cease to be;

The chains of bondage free.

Always with our loving Lord;

We’ll sing there happily.

Oh, what day when war shall cease;

Sweet Jesus ends all strife.

Painful memories of this world;

Will end of our past life.

Victory, Victory, we shall cry;

In praises to our King.

For on the day, time flies away;

He ends all suffering.

In that bright and shining city;

Where angel's praises ring.

We shall adore Him evermore;

In rest beneath His wing.

(Chorus)

Thank-you precious Jesus;

For giving all you gave.

The shedding of your perfect blood;

In love, you came to save.

Thank-you precious Jesus;

For all, you’ve done and do.

One day we’ll cry out victory;

And cast our crowns to you.

Jesus already Has won the victory over the curse of sin, through His death and resurrection, however, we will not experience the full reality of that victory until we have our sinless bodies in a sinless heaven.  Then is when praise will be perfected as well.  We are always struggling with our flesh here, but that day,  the struggle will be over.  Praise God!

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