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Saturday, April 28, 2012

The Winning Shoe


The Winning Shoe


By: Susan Y Nikitenko
Written 2009

We the children of earthly men;
Are running in life’s race.
Some are running, oh so slow;
Others at a quicker pace.

Most are running unaware;
Some are running with no care.
Some are running just for fun;
Some are running in a chair.

Because all in life are running;
Towards a finished end.
All will meet that final day;
It could be at any bend.

Some are wearing right shoes;
Some are wearing wrong.
Wearing wrong shoes on your run;
Makes it hard and makes it long.

I see the boots of working men;
I see the hills of fashions world.
I see the flip flops flapping by;
I see the blisters as they cry.

Trusting in a pair of shoes unfit;
Like, loafers or squeakers or pumps.
Some running down the path of life;
While griping and frowning, their grumps.

Some are laughing, some are leaping;
Still, they won’t win in the end.
By trusting in some wrong pair;
That will never, ever, get them there.

But there are runners in this race;
They wear the winning shoe.
Not the Nike, Not the Reebok;
No, No Name brand shoe will do.

Salvation is the winner’s shoe;
That gets one through to heavens gate.
For all that wear these righteous shoes;
Will win this race and celebrate.

While you’re running in some other shoes;
Traveling a road that ends in loss.
Stop right now and change your shoes;
Run to the Lord take up His cross.

Let’s run together side by side;
Wearing Salvation, the winning shoes.
When trusting in Christ the Lord;
You know you’ll never, ever lose.

Let's praise the One, Who gave His Son;
Wearing the shoes of Salvation free.
And when we cross that finished line;
How sweet our victory will be.

………squeak ….squeak….squeak….squeak….squeak


John 14:6
Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.





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Thursday, April 26, 2012

Just Keep On!


Just Keep On


Keep on growing!
Keep on growing!
Keep on growing in the Lord.


Read your bible everyday;
Don't forget to sing and pray.
Thank Him with a grateful heart;
Don't forget- to do your part.

Don't forget- to do your part.

Just  keep on growing,
Keep on growing in the Lord
Just Keep on keeping on !    - clap clap - clap clap clap
Keep on praising!
Keep on praising!
Be a light in this dark world.
Trust God through your circumstance;
Don't give sin a single glance ;
Acknowledge Him in all your ways;
God will bless- when we obey.
God will bless- when we obey.
Just keep on praising;
Be a light in this dark world.
Just Keep on keeping on ! - clap clap - clap clap clap
Keep on trusting!
Keep on trusting!
Seeking first His perfect will.
Know He has a plan for you;
Many things for you to do.
Walk in paths of righteousness;
God will see - and He will bless.
God will see - and He will bless.
Just keep on trusting;
Seeking first His perfect will.
Just Keep on keeping on ! - clap clap - clap clap clap
Just Keep on keeping on !


Song: Susan Y Nikitenko
  April 25th,2012



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Quilted In Love



Quilted In Love


God- see's the beginning:
God see's the final end.
Life is stitched - in His love;
And sings within the wind.

Like a- loving mother;
Crochets or quilts a gift.
God is quilting in His love;
With golden threads adrift.

When troubles and great trials;
Seem to crash- all around.
Not a sin-gle voice of cheer;
In this world - can be found.

We find ourselves asking;
Is our Lord in control?
Has He left me here alone?
Does He care for my soul?

In this world of trouble;
Confusing, though it be.
God's golden threads of hope;
Gives hope, when we can't see.

Stitching here , mending there;
With precision, designed.
He is busy stitching;
A quilt that's golden lined.

Like a quilt upon His knee;
He holds each child with care.
He knows all our weaknesses'
He knows when there's despair.

He knows all of our needs;
and our choices and plans.
He knows the pain that we feel;
Like the prints in His hands.

Each quilt is valuable;
A golden lined life displayed.
A quilt designed, unique;
With worth that can't be weighed.

Will you yield to His quilting?
Will you desire His will?
As He's quilting His purpose;
In humility kneel?

If a quilt lays down yielded;
God's golden threads will gleam.
And to the world around it;
Jesus will clearly be seen.

By: Susan Y Nikitenko July 11th 2010

Romans 6:13
Neither yield ye your members as instruments of unrighteousness unto sin: but yield yourselves unto God, as those that are alive from the dead, and your members as instruments of righteousness unto God.
1John 3:16
Hereby perceive we the love of God, because he laid down his life for us: and we ought to lay down our lives for the brethren.
John 15:13
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

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Saturday, April 21, 2012

His Reflection




His Reflection


By: Susan Y Nikitenko   2009

Here’s my best silver, glistening;
All polished, like new, it’s fine.
It took me many, many hours;
To see my own reflection shine.

Each piece, has an amazing story;
Of change in fire and flame.
Each unique piece must be tested;
Not one, beautiful piece is the same.

When it was carefully molded;
And all imperfections removed.
The silversmith closely watched it;
And skillfully made it smooth.

Placed in the hot spot of the heat;
It’s placed in the rolling fire.
The silversmith planned and purposed;
Each piece for his artistic desire.

Turning it, he handled it with care;
Removing all impurity.
Making works of art to be enjoyed;
As each one shines so beautifully.

This is our Saviours great desire.
In His grand and perfect design;
To purify us, through test and fire.
In His radiant grace we’ll shine.

His reflection, will be seen by all.
Our lives will reflect His loving face.
And when they see, His true love;
The truth of God, they will embrace.

We are dull silver in need of His shine;
Without Him we’re nothing but dross.
May I reflect His wonderful Grace;
And lead other souls to cross.



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Friday, April 13, 2012

World Within


 World Within

Oh, The beauty of the forest streams;
Where high above the eagle screams,
And from the mountains echoes call;
I hear a distant waterfall.

I walk the rocks along the stream;
I ponder this a wondrous scene.
Natures smells and sights and sounds;
God’s blessings everywhere abound.

Pink Rhododendron in full bloom;
I bow to smell it’s sweet perfume,
And As my eyes lift up I see;
There stands a deer, he looks at me.

He stands just by the waters edge;
To watch him drink a privilege.
Then off he runs through yonder trees;
And disappears through forest leaves.

I feel so very blessed today;
To see His wonders on display.
For through them He calls out to man;
“I have a purpose, I have a plan.”

For by design He made us all.
The fields, the trees, and mountains tall.
The deer beside the flowing stream;
Speaks of our God who can Redeem.

When the thunderbolts bring rain;
When whipping winds swirl cross the plains.
It's in the harshness of rolling storms;
Our God rebuilds, remolds, transforms.

For in this world of natures thrills;
Like flowers spread across the hills.
There is a world that’s set a apart;
It is the world within your heart.

What world does now abide in you?
A place of peace and morning dew?
Or thirsting desert wasting ‘way.
That lives in night, while it is day?

Or troubled, drowning in a sea;
Crying out, Oh God, Save Me?
Or in a tear filled day of grief;
Does Your heart beg for God's relief?

Content are you, within His care?
Or find that now your heart is bare?
Remember friend, He's always there.
Let not your bitter heart ensnare.

And as He touched this world with all;
It’s blessing, like the waterfall.
He’ll touch the heart that trust in Him;
With His sweet peace and rest within.


Isaiah 26:3
Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee.


By: Susan Y Nikitenko
Witten 2009, Revised 2010



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Monday, April 9, 2012

Surviving The Storms - Quote

Surviving The Storms 

Sometimes Your Best  May Not Seem Your Best To Others.  Sometimes Survival Is Your Best.   SN

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Don't Judge Others When You Really Just Don't Know The Half Of It.    SN  



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Saturday, April 7, 2012

It's Resurrection Day - Children's Song


It's Resurrection Day

Susan Y Nikitenko
Children's Song
April 7th,2012




It's Resurrection Day;

Let's sing in one accord.
It's Resurrection Day:
We serve a risen Lord.

Let's---- clap our hands and sing:
Clap Clap Clap Clap -  Clap Clap Clap
Let's sing a happy tune:
La,La,La ,La, - La,La,La
On---- This Resurrection Day!

It's Resurrection Day;
Let's lift our voice in praise.
He 'rose from the dead;
Now there's an empty grave.

Let's---- clap our hands and sing:
Cla[ Clap Clap Clap -  Clap Clap Clap
Let's sing a happy tune:
La,La,La ,La, - La,La,La
On----This Resurrection Day!


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The Master Jeweler

The Master Jeweler


by: Susan Y Nikitenko
2009

I am a precious jewel;
In my Saviors sight.
Once a stone, within the ground;
Shining now, in His light.

I was dead, hid from sight;
Love, it dug me out.
When my night was brought to light;
Angels praised and jumped about.

I am special in His hand;
A diamond, dingy, dark and dim,
And He is busy molding me;
Into a perfect, Holy Gem.

In this world of dirt and rock;
There lies hidden treasures, lost.
Busy now, He looks for them;
He bought them at the cross.

While He chips your dross away;
With pressure, in the fire.
Remember, He’s the master jeweler;
Your beauty, His desire.

So put yourself, in His hands;
And take His change, as love.
When others see you shining;
They’ll trust in Him, above.


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I Am Glad

I Am Glad


Susan Nikitenko
April 7th 2012

 I am glad;
you are my Father in heaven;
and so blessed;
to be cherished and forgiven.

I am glad;
you are attentive to my cry;
And your love;
Is never lacking in supply.

I rejoice;
In the Truth of your Holy Word;
And can say;
within my heart your joy stirs.

Risen Savior;
you are alive within my soul.
This sinner;
has been saved and made fully whole.

I'm justified;
by your holy blood, shed for me;
Undeserving;
I humbly bow upon my knees.

This happy day:
I recall your resurrection.
In earnest thanks;
Praise you for your great Salvation.


 I am glad;
you are my Father in heaven;
and so blessed
to be cherished and forgiven.

I am glad;
you are attentive to my cry;
And your love;
Is never lacking in supply.





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Thursday, April 5, 2012

Your Easter Celebration




Your Easter Celebration

May your Easter celebration;
Be more than fun and food.
May the thoughts  of Christ our Savior;
Bring you joy renewed.

Remembering His faithfulness;
His love, and price He paid.
That  Easter  Day -Resurrection;
Salvation's way was paved.

May it be a day of laughter;
A day of gratefulness.
For the Springtime within the heart.
Because of His forgiveness.

May your Easter celebration;
Point your child to the cross.
For if it is all vanity;
Your child will suffer loss.

May your Easter be a memory;
Your child will hold onto.
A memory of dedication;
For  Christ who died for me and you.

Susan Nikitenko

April 2nd, 2012


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Tuesday, April 3, 2012

He Will Make A Way



He Will Make A Way

_________________________________________________

Susan Y Nikitenko

April 3rd, 2012





He will fight our battles for us;
He will make a way.
He will bring His children vict'ry;
When we humbly pray.

When we are blinded by a storm;
Hard to understand.
He sees the good and sees the bad;
All across this land.

When it seems our efforts worthless;
And the outcome bleak.
Still we've  learned to love our Savior;
And to boldly speak.

So if it seems the battles ended;
And doesn't seem fair.
God still holds the world in His hand;
Our home is temp'ral  here.

Be not distressed ,nor be afraid;
We are pilgrims here.
We have the Savior in our hearts;
Who comforts all our care.

Let us continue to rejoice;
In our risen Lord.
Who won the vict'ry long ago;
With love as His sword.



 2Choronicles 7:14
 If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.


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You Are Bigger


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You Are Bigger

You are bigger than the problems we bear;
Your hand can heal -  your love erase.
You have promised great promises of hope;
To a nation that will seek your face.

You are bigger than the politician;
Your hand appoints or casteth out.
You have promised great promises of hope;
If we turn from sin and will not doubt.

You are bigger than our earthly judges;
Your hand can change a heart of stone.
You have promised great promises of hope;
If we worship you and you alone.

You are bigger than any battle odds;
You  hold all future purpose in your hands.
You have promised great promises of hope;
You can restore and heal our land.

Susan Y Nikitenko
April  2nd, 2012


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