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Saturday, March 29, 2014

Bless Us



Lord Bless Us

Lord bless our hands that they may please you in all that we do.
Lord bless our feet that we follow you in paths of righteousness.
Lord bless our lips with words of thoughtfulness and wisdom from above.
Lord bless our minds with wonderful ideas and faithfulness that will bless you.

Lord bless our hearts with true devotion to all that is true and right.
Lord bless our health that we may accomplish all we need to do.
Lord bless our ableness that we may do more for you than ever before.
Lord bless our talents that we may give our best resources to you.

Lord Bless Each Person I Know With Your Provision.  Supply The Needs Of Their Heart And Give Them Sweet Rest Tonight As They Drift Off To Sleep.

Have A Good Night.  
Susan 


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At The Beginning Of Grace




At The Beginning Of Grace

 They mocked Him and they beat Him;
Slapped Him, Spit upon His face.
Scorned without mercy, they laughed.
Laying  upon Him disgrace.

He was stripped from His clothing;
And shoved, kicked, upon the ground.
Weeping and screaming was heard;
Violence the terr'ble sound.

They gave Him a robe of scarlet;
They platted a crown of thorns.
They placed it upon His head.
Then they laughed a King to scorn.

He could not be recognized;
His beard was plucked from His face.
They removed His royal robe;
In the sight of all debased.

Simon, a Cyrenian;
From the crowds became the cull.
 Followed Jesus with the cross;
Unto the place of the skull.

Then on  Calvary's Hill;
The nails were wedged in his hands.
And pounded into His feet.
His side pierced at hates command.

They sat back and they watch Him.
Then they walked by and scoffed Him;
Upon his dry thirsting lips;
They dabbed vinegar on them.

They nailed a sign of ridicule.
And sarcastically jeered Him.
Who Is This " King Of The Jews"?
Tell me now who will save him?

Father forgive them, he cried;
For they know not what they do.
It is finished, he proclaimed;
When He died for me and you.

Our Savior died amongst thieves;
But one believed and  found grace.
And awoke in paradise;
There beheld our Savior's face.

At the beginning of grace;
Everlasting life was met.
At the beginning of grace;
Our Savior paid our sin debt.

Like a sheep to the slaughter;
He willingly took our place.
On that day long, long ago;
At the beginning of grace.

Susan Y Nikitenko
March 29th, 2014


Different Ending



Mothers Day Poem Poster





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Saturday, March 22, 2014

This Precious Easter Melody




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Friday, March 21, 2014

Father In Heaven


Father In Heaven

  Father in heaven, hear now my appeal;
I sing to you Yahweh, here in the still.
Feel  now my heart beat, see now my care;
Be with the grieving, now sick in their tears .

Be with the mother that lost her dear son;
Be with the families that need compassion.
Be with our nation with so much to do;
I pray that our leaders will turn back to You.

Be with the children all over the world;
I pray that someone will teach of you Lord.
I pray they find safety and they'll be okay;
 And their hearts shielded by mercy today.

I pray that they find peace, though this world cruel.
I pray they find strength in salvations fuel.
Be with the persecuted and the hungry;
Be with the elderly and the lonely.

Teach me  to pray for what  needs to be prayed;
Teach me to love in your most holy way.
Open the heavens with much needed things.
And fill my lips with a new song to sing.

Prayer Song
Susan Y Nikitenko

March 20th, 2014


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Saturday, March 15, 2014

The Fireworks In The Sky - Congratulations

Congratulations To Two Hundred Years Wadsworth !

The Fireworks Fill The Sky

2x through-
 Cabang,Caboom;
Cabang, Caboom;
         The fireworks fill the sky.   

A day to remember;
The founding of our town.
Little eyes looking up;
As the sparkles fly down.

Mr and Mrs Jones;
Give each other a hug.
They've lived here for so long;
It gives my heart a tug.

2x through-
Cabang,Caboom;
Cabang, Caboom;
         The fireworks fill the sky.   

A day to remember;
 The founding of our town.
Hamburgers and hotdogs;
And people all around.

Seems to be all smiles - though;
Music seems kind of loud.
 Because two hundred years;
IS - something to cheer about.

Two Hundred Years;
Is  a good reason why.

2x through-
               Cabang,Caboom;               
Cabang, Caboom;
The fireworks fill the sky.


Susan Y Nikitenko
March 15th, 2014

I just used my Imagination when I heard the fireworks from our home.
Children's Song


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Friday, March 14, 2014

Like You Lord


Like You Lord

The Lord changed my heart one day;
He chased all my doubts away.
I love Him because He loved me.
God's salvation set me free.

His Word fills my heart and life;
For my sins He paid deaths price.
No one can pluck me from His hand;
Not myself or any man.

He works on me all the time;
Keeps me on an upward climb.

"I seek to be like you Lord;
Not like this troubling world."

"Father, change me  ev'ry day;
To walk in your perfect way."
"I know I'm nothing without you;
Lord help me to be like you."

"Like you Lord, In all that I do.
Like you Lord, Walking in truth.
Like you Lord, humbly with love
Like you Lord, help me to be ....like you."

Susan Y Nikitenko
March 14th, 2014

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Someone Needs To Care


Someone Needs To Care

What if your child were lost somewhere;
Out in this mean dangerous world?
Would you want someone to fight for you;
And pray they be found,  to the Lord?

What if your child were crying somewhere;
Wanting you to be there with him?
Would you be so ready to criticize:
The people who are willing to help him?

What if someone took your daughter;
Who filled your days with her sunshine?
What if someone took your mother;
And hid her away for no one to find?

What if they had to become beggars;
Out in the cold streets of Harlem?
And they could not find their way home;
But someone found them to harm them?

Someone needs to care for the lost.
Someone needs care for their soul;
Someone needs to pray that they're safe;
Someone needs pray they stay whole.

I'm sure if it were your child in danger;
You'd be ready to spread the word.
If your tears would be unheeded;
When not a one person gives a stir.

I'm sure you'd be compassionate;
When someone else needs a caring friend.
And you'd be ready for the call.
When someone needs help finding them.

March 14th, 2014
Susan Y Nikitenko

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Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Thoughts For Today

                                                          Thoughts For Today

I prayed for my children by their crib and wept over them throughout their lives....Both of my children have waited for the right man.  My eldest daughters husband is called to preach and my youngest daughter is engaged to a man going into music ministry.  I taught my children to stay pure and by grace they listened and have trusted the Lord for the right man.  I praise the Lord for that everyday.

My life is in God's hands - Today the Lord said something to my heart.   He said, "Susan,
you can be happy even when the enemy has tried to use you to hurt me." "I said in my heart why Lord?" Then He said something in my heart, He said, "The enemy meant it as evil to me but on your part it brought me glory."  So I continued on with joy even if I walk by my self.

Just pull up your boot straps and praise the Lord.

Every Christian Is Different In Our Personalities And He Uses Us All In Different Ways. Just like Our Own Children.  We Should Never Disrespect Another Christian Because The Same Christ Lives In Their Heart And Their Spirit Will Bear Witness With Our Spirit Whether They Be Of Us.

God does not want us to continue in our sins after salvation, but wants us to follow after righteousness.  Repenting is turning to the things of God and turning away from the things of the world.   We are to become more like Christ.  We could never live perfectly as Christians but have dependance on God each day to be more like Him.  Change will be evident if you have truly become born again.

Will God Lie?

If His Blood Was Enough To Get You Saved - His Blood Is Enough To Keep You Saved.
You Can't Take Any Of The Credit.  He Had Mercy On Us And When We Believe We Become His Child - Just As Your Child Is Your Child.  Will You Ever Stop Loving Your Child  Born Into Your Family? Are We Better Than God?

A Real Spiritual Birth Happened When You Got Saved.

Isaiah 49:15 Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee.  - God Don't Believe in Aborting His Children.

Susan's Thoughts For Today





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Friday, March 7, 2014

Hell Is Real

Hell Is Real

The flames of hell will never be quenched;
It's torment and pain never end.
And you will never be loved again.
Nor know the comfort of a friend.

Hell is Real!
Don't wait!
Trust the Lord!
Don't wait!
God loves you!
It's up to you!
Please don't wait!
.
Everything you have ever done;
Will be on your thoughts all the time.
The guilt and the shame and all the blame;
Will constantly trouble your mind.

Hell is Real!
Don't wait!
Trust the Lord!
Don't wait!
God loves you!
It's up to you!
Please don't wait!
Burning and pain and bitterness;
The screams for God's mercy too late.
Not one prayer will be heard there.
Once you have been cast through hells gates.

Hell is Real!
Don't wait!
Trust the Lord!
Don't wait!
God loves you!
It's up to you!
Please don't wait!
.
You will be haunted by demons there;
That constantly torment your soul.
In the everlasting darkness;
All of hell will have control.

Hell is Real!
Don't wait!
Trust the Lord!
Don't wait!
God loves you!
It's up to you!
Please don't wait!

All your chances will be over;
All the sounds that echo around
Will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Not one drop of pleasure be found.

Hell is Real!
Don't wait!
Trust the Lord!
Don't wait!
God loves you!
It's up to you!
Please don't wait!

March 7th, 2014
Susan Y Nikitenko




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