Be A Blessing Each Day

Be A Blessing Each Day

Have you ever thought that you could be;

The answer to somebody’s prayer?

That you could be the answer to a need;

That one in whom the Lord wants to be there?

If the call of God fell upon your ear;

And all mountains removed from the way.

Would you be willing to be a blessing;

The answer to whom, somebody prayed?

Sometime people need people to care;

Sharing God’s love, and brushing their tears.

God’s called us to be a blessing each day.

Even if all we can do is pray.

There are many ways to share a blessing;

Take time to listen, take time to share.

A smile or a word of encouragement;

Are always good ways to show that you care.

Be a blessing each day, a blessing each day.

Be a blessing to someone, to someone today.

Be a blessing each day, a blessing each day.

Please be a blessing to someone, to someone today.

Susan Y Nikitenko

June 28^th, 2014

1 John 3:18
My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth.

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My Fondest Memory Of My Dad - A Note About My Past

My Fondest Memory Of My Dad

I'm sure each one of us children had a special time with dad growing up. Even though we had some rough times, the older I get the more the fond memories over shadow any of the bad ones.   My dad was a very hard working man.  My dad would come home from work, eat dinner with us and disappear into the basement to work on rebuilding a motor or some other car part.  When we would go into his workroom we could always find walnut shells laying around because dad loved walnuts.

One day maybe even on a Sunday evening my Dad sat down on the front porch swing with me. This was highly unusual because it was just me and my dad.

I was singing some church songs.  I loved to sing when I was little, probably because my grandmother would always tell me how good I could sing.  My dad sat there with a happy smile while he  listened to every song and listened to me chatter away like most little girls do.

It meant allot to me because He wanted to hear what I had to say and not only that but He loved listening to every word.

I thank the Lord for having a dad who cared about his family and provided our needs.  I thank the Lord for had knowing him and loving him.  What I would do just to sit beside him and hear everything he had to say.  I know I would love every minute , every second, every word.

Susan Y Nikitenko
June 14th, 2014

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A Hungry Bear

A Hungry Bear

When I was growin' up, even though I lived in the hills of W.Va, I never saw a bear roamin' around anywhere.  I might of heard a story or two about one, or saw one on TV but never where I grew up.  My mother told me just the other day, she saw a bear.  Her guestimation , he was a big one about 400 pounds.   He was hungry apparently because he had drug their storage container out into the driveway, ripped it open somehow, sat on his rear end and filled up on bird seed.  My mother told me she watched him sit there for along time.  She said, she wasn't about to go out there and shew him away.  She said he could have all the bird seed He wanted because she wasn't goin' to be tryin' to run off some 400 pound bear.

Most people know to respect a bear, because he is a powerful animal and you don't want to make one mad.

None of us would go out and fight some bear under normal circumstances.  We would avoid it at all costs. In old shows on TV you might see Daniel Boone shoot off his gun to chase off a bear, or if you live out in the boonies somewhere.

I thought of David from scripture, He killed a bear.  It wasn't over eating honey, It wasn't over eating birdseed..... When was it a right time the fight a bear?  when the bear was a danger to the sheep. David,by the power of God, was able to kill a bear with his bare hands.

Sometimes we have to fight things bigger than we are.  Things that under normal circumstances we would avoid.  There is a right time to fight and a right time to avoid fighting.  Fighting for what is right may not require killing a bear like David did, but standing up for what it right when it is very hard to.

Susan Y Nikitenko

June 7th, 2014

Ecclesiastes 3:8 (KJV)
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

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Pointing Fingers

Pointing Fingers

There will always be people pointing fingers;

At somethin' someone else needs to change.

But every time you point your bony finger;

When three point back, don't think it is strange.

While someone suffers wrongly because of you;

Pointing where, pointing should not be.

Remember God sees the inside of you;

He will judge you, just as harshly.

The fear of the Lord is the start of wisdom;

His judgement will fall where it may.

With the same judgement, whether of hate or love;

That same judgement, you'll face one day.

Susan Y Nikitenko

June 5th, 2014
Matthew 7:2 KJV

Listen To The Song On U-Tube

This is a song about judging others wrongly.  God hates sin and He wants us all to change in someway. It does not give us the opportunity to treat other people badly who need changed. We must pray for them and love them and ask God to change them but most of all we need to change ourselves.  It's about the attitude of the heart, even if we have to withdraw.

May 5th, 2014
Susan Nikitenko


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A Peaceful Hug -

A Peaceful Hug

Even though God knows all,

Even though He's in control,

Sometimes things happen in our lives;

That seems to takes it's toll.

Sometimes I feel weary;

Sometimes even teary.

Then I pray, "Refresh me Jesus;

Your Spirit strengthens me."

Whether on a mountain,

Or in a valley of sheep;

Our Saviour always knows and cares;

The life we live and keep.

He hears the heartful pray'r;

He holds our lives as dear.

Each, whisper that we speak to Him;

He hears them very clear.

Like a child in His arms;

His love has rescued me;

Carried me through the worst of things;

He took hold of my plea.

He heard ev'ry thought;

He knew ev'ry need.

When words were just too hard to speak;

I didn't have to plead.

Jesus, rescues His child;

From the snares of all sin.

And is constantly restoring;

He revives us again.

Through anger and distrust;

Or sadness and despair.

Our Father watches over us;

Because He more than cares.

In just a whisper, soft,

He warms our hearts of clay;

Repairs it with a peaceful hug;

That brings a song of praise.

He watches over us; 

In times of happiness.

He watches over all his children;

Through this life and death.

Through the worst and the best;

We are blest, even so;

To have been embraced by God's love;

His Salvation, to know.

In just a whisper, soft,

He warms our hearts of clay;

Repairs it with a peaceful hug;

That brings a song of praise.

Susan YNikitenko

June 5th, 2014 

Song

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