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Monday, September 28, 2015

If Jesus Stopped By The White House


If Jesus Stopped By The White House


I wonder what they would do, don't you?
If Jesus stopped by the White House?
Would they celebrate, give Him embrace?
Or would they be quiet like a mouse?

Would they make it a big deal, on capitol hill;
If Jesus would speak plainly His Word?
About sin and  shame, of casting out His name;
Would they be angry, would they be stirred?

Would they think He was great or hesitate?
When He speaks of the sin we've allowed?
Would He be so greeted, with cheers, be revered?
Would He draw attention from the crowds?

Long,  long ago, He was rejected and torn:
They platted the thorns placed on His head;
He was not awed ; or offered applause;
They did not love Him or what He said.

Do you think He would say it's okay;
If a baby were aborted that day?
Or say it doesn't matter anymore;
If you are straight or decide to be gay?

Would He call people vipers and hypocrites ?
Or would He go for the popular vote?
Would He be  mocked, would He be defeated?
Would they actually call him a goat?

Would they haul him away,  if He bowed to pray?
If He warned them of coming Judgment?
Because Our Nation is calling evil good.
With smiles at their wins and won't repent.

God says, repent, from the pages of scripture;
God is the same God of yesterday.
He still hates sin, and pronounces to all;
"I am still God, one day, I will repay."

Sin will always be sin, in the eyes of God;
He says continue no longer therein.
He still uses the preachers to cry repent;
Like Noah,  But who listened to him?

None of them great, but greeted with hate;
Not awed, nor revered, nor shown any care.
Because the sermon , has no happy words;
They would do the same if Jesus were there.

Susan Y Nikitenko
September 28th, 2015
(Song)

Mark  1:15
 And saying, The time is fulfilled, 
and the kingdom of God is at hand:
 repent ye, and believe the gospel.
Mark 6:12
 And they went out, and preached
 that men should repent.





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Tuesday, September 22, 2015

He's Busy Rearranging


He's Busy Rearranging 


Praise the Lord,  God loves you and God loves me.
 He has a purpose for eternity.
 I believed, I received, by His grace;
He made a way and now I'm saved.

My God  is busy rearranging me;
Into the person  he wants me to be.
He's finishing the work he has begun;
Conforming  me  into the image of His Son.

When we trusted in Christ, we saw the light;
And In Jesus we have eternal life.
He paid the price for our sin with His blood;
Because Calvary was all about love.

He's busy rearranging you and me;
He's rearranging, doing the changing.
He has a plan and purpose for each one;
That our lives may glorify His Son.

When we obey, follow the narrow way;
And praise Him for each and every day.
He will lead through paths of righteousness.
By still waters we'll know His graciousness.

He will restore us,  He will uphold us;
Because His mercy is continuous.
His blessings reside again and again;
Upon all those, that put their trust in Him.

When we trusted in Christ, we saw the light;
And In Jesus we have eternal life.
He paid the price for our sin with His blood;
Because Calvary was all about love.

He's busy rearranging you and me;
He's rearranging, doing the changing.
He has a plan and purpose for each one;
That our lives may glorify His Son.

Susan Y. Nikitenko
September 22nd, 2015
Song

 Romans 8:29
For whom he did foreknow, he also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brethren.

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Saturday, September 19, 2015

The Rebuilder



The Rebuilder

Help me to praise you Lord, through my tears.
Help me praise you Lord, through my fears.
Give me confidence to go forward;
Never looking back but going onward.

Put the comfort in me to comfort;
Not me but you, not human effort.
Put the joy in me, that comes from thee;
'Cause you are the Captain of our sea.

Direct my paths, direct my way Lord.
For the right place for me in this world.
With  my hands and  heart  more than willing;
Let your grace lead me , not mere feelings.

In your will is where we need to be;
Not out forming our own destiny.
I seek your will, your purpose for me;
Within this life that you have given me.

Help me to see those unspoken needs;
In the hearts of others around me.
That I may perceive, in love believe;
That your wisdom will be what leads me.

Help me to speak  when you have spoken;
That I may help the weak and broken.
'Cause you are the rebuilder Lord
Of the broken people in this world.

Susan Y Nikitenko
September 19th, 2015
(Song)



 Mark 2:17 
When Jesus heard it, he saith unto them, They that are whole
 have no need of the physician, but they that are sick: I came not to call the righteous, 
but sinners to repentance.


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Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Sorrowing



Sorrowing

Tears fall like rain, because you have gone;
Away in the arms of angels, to heaven on high.
We  know that your pain is no longer;
But it's still so hard, just to say goodbye.

We  hope that you are comforted;
In the arms of Jesus, Our Saviour and friend.
We  know that in His presence is peace;
No sorrow, nor pain, nor death ever again.

Our hearts are stricken, our sorrow is deep;
We will miss you. We will never forget you.
Your life  will be a stamp upon our thoughts.
A memory cherished and everyday new.

We will love you always and thank the Lord;
Remembering your smiles and when you cried.
Thank God, for each moment we spent with you.
In Him,  we know it is never good-bye.

Susan Nikitenko
September 16th, 2015


1 Thessalonians 4:14-18 

For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.
 For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep. 
For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first:
Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.
Wherefore comfort one another with these words. 


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Sunday, September 13, 2015

Let Not My Branch Lay Barren Lord - Corrected

Listen To The Song Here:



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Susan Nikitenko
September 23th, 2015
Autumn Poem Poster

Let Not My Branch Lay Barren Lord


Oh Lord, May I abide in you;
May my life bear lasting fruit.
Forgive my heart, let me not doubt;
I can do all things in you.

Like the joy of a summers morn;
A field filled with sweet new corn;
I know that joyful we will be.
If we will abide in thee.

There's faith that makes the weakest strong;
Like a mustard seed so small.
In Christ we grow and learn and be;
While abiding constantly.

Let not my branch lay barren Lord;
Fill my baskets with  your peace;
Fill my barns with fruits of blessing;
Your righteousness my increase.

I pray my fields do not lay waste;
My hands not labor in vain.
Fill my arms with fruit from the fields;
Lest my tears fall like Autumn rains.

No greater love we've ever known;
Than the love you've gladly shown.
Like a vine filled with pleasant  blooms;
Show me how to love like you.


Susan Y Nikitenko
September 13th, 2015
(Song)



No greater love, no greater love, than we have ever known.
No greater love than the love you've gladly shown.
Like a vine filled with fruits of your Spirit;
Show me how to love you Lord,
Show me how to love like you.

Susan Y Nikitenko
September 15th, 2015
Chorus:



 1Corinthians 15:58 
 Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord.


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