Curves

Curves

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

January 16th,2012

I grew up in the hills of W.Va.  If you have ever visited W.Va. you know that it has very sharp winding roads.  Even though I grew up riding in a car going around those sharp curves,  I still become very tense when we drive home to visit my mother.  My mother lives on a hill that has some extreme curves that are very narrow.  It is quite frightening  because people who are used to these roads fly carelessly around the bends.  When driving around these curves my husband blows the horn for a  long time to let others know we are coming.  I close my eyes and slightly wine as we go around the  narrow bends that have no railings.  I do not feel comfortable with being blind or uncertain as to what is coming at me. 

Sometimes life is the same way.  We are going about living life as normal and all of sudden life throws us a curve.  You can't seem to avoid it, because there's no place to turn around.  We can't see around the corner and we become afraid.  We say in our hearts,
" Lord help me I'm afraid  I don't know what's going to hit me next." 

It's during these times fear wants to overcome our faith.  It's during these times we must read and recall the promises of God, keeping our armor intact.  God knows what's around the corner.  We need to be asking direction and guidance when it is not clear where we are going or what's around the bend. 

Prayer:


Lord Jesus, hold my hand as I go around the curves in life.  Help me to keep trusting you even though I can't see what's in front of me.   Help me make all the right decisions and keep me sane midst the confusion that life sometimes brings.

You are my shield and you are my light.  Praise you today and forever.

Ps 119:105 Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.

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Oh Beautiful Heaven, I'm Waiting - By: S Nikitenko

Treasure Box ~ Heaven

Oh Beautiful Heaven I’m Waiting

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

2009 Revised August 16th, 2011

Beautiful heaven waiting for me;

Oh home, prepared by my Jesus.

He awaits that great day, with much love ;

This sinful body to free us.

No more lame legs, deaf ears or blind eyes,

No war injured men or women.

All sickness, handicap, pain, disease;

We’ll find none, no, not in heaven.

No more memory of past mistakes;

Happiness, forever lasting.

Such perfect praising, on Him gazing;

Humbly bowing, crowns forth casting.

Hallelujahs, anthems, songs we’ll raise;

Poetry of praise we’ll recite.

To magnify our Awesome Lord;

All day long, but there’s no more night.

All the days or nights of suffering ;

That bring discouragement and grief,

Within our Saviors comforting arms;

We’ll find great peace, and such relief.

All the Memories of this painful world;

Will not be remembered anymore.

When we go to live with our Jesus;

In our new home forevermore.

Yes, there may be pain and hurting here;

But Remember, there's a better day.

When Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;

Will gently wipe all tears away

Oh Beautiful heaven, I’m waiting;

While I serve our God faithfully,

And praising each day our Jesus;

God’s sweet Son, Who died for me.

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Run, Run, Run to the Lord - S Nikitenko

Run, Run, Run to the Lord

(Song) By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Lost in the darkness of night;

Tired of the toil and fight.

Walking along in self’s night;

Longing for a life that is right.

I’ve traveled this world all alone;

Self destruction my stepping stone.

I want something different and new.

Today I’m trusting, today I’m trusting,

today I’m trusting in you.

Run, run, run to the Lord.

Turn, turn, turn from the world.

I've, raised, raised up my voice.

Today- I make Jesus my choice.

Sing, sing, sing out His praise

Walk, walk, walk in His ways.

Today I'm saved, I'm saved from my shame.

Washed now I’m never, washed now I’m never,

Washed now I’m never the same.

A Song About A Repentant Soul 

                                         Who Has Been Searching For A Very long Time.

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It's Simply by Mercy Alone - Corrected

It's Simply by Mercy Alone

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

August 8, 2010

It's simply by mercy alone;

God offers love from His throne;

To a world that's lost and blind.

He seeks to save, and yearns to find.

It's not of works, that one may boast;

Nor when one out gives the most.

He's calling now, come now to Him;

For ye must be born again.

Just like a new born butterfly;

Can see the world from the sky;

Your blinded eyes are opened wide;

When Jesus comes and lives inside.

It's simply by mercy alone;

He offered His Son to atone.

His blood was shed for humankind;

To break the curse of sin that binds.

It's not by Mary, nor by might;

Not baptism, not by sight.

He's calling now, come now to Him;

For ye must be born again.

Just like a new born butterfly;

Can see the world from the sky.

Your blinded eyes are opened wide;

When Jesus comes and lives inside.

It's simply by mercy alone;

Hellish pulls are overthrown.

For when you trust in Christ alone;

Salvation will become your own.

It's not by penance that one pays;

That keeps one safe on that great day.

He's calling now, come now to Him;

For ye must be born again.

Just like a new born butterfly;

Can see the world from the sky.

Your blinded eyes are opened wide;

When Jesus comes and lives inside.

It' s simply by mercy alone;

God blesses those who obey;.

Who make Him, their Lord and King;

And seeks His will for each day..

No need for some priestly father;

To forgive your deep dark sins.

for Jesus is the great high priest;

And lives within forgiven men.

Just like a new born butterfly;

Can see the world from the sky.

Your blinded eyes are opened wide;

When Jesus comes and lives inside.

John 3:3

Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God

Eph 2:8-9

For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:

Not of works, lest any man should boast.

Hebrews 4:14

Seeing then that we have a great high priest, that is passed into the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our profession.

Mt 23:9 And call no man your father upon the earth: for one is your Father, which is in heaven.

Ps 13:5

But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.