God Forms The Clay

God Forms The Clay

 When the sunrises, When the sunsets;

When the wind blows or stillness met.

When the rain sounds, When the sun  beams joy;

Let our hearts and minds not forget.

He knows every heartache,  He sees each tear.

He knows each word, our lips declare.

He  knows our failure, and He knows our shame;

He knows when we've cried out His name.

When the clouds glide by in an open sky;

When a broken heart cries out why - oh why?

When a sounding stream fills the forest green;

 Or it is a loved ones time to die;

He gives comfort through a pleasant song;

Through prayer that lasts all day long;

Our hope in God's  Word, which will not change.

These are the things that keep us strong.

When confusion keeps us in dismay;

We cry out Oh God, please lead our way.

When wrong has seemed to overshadow us.

We must remember God forms the clay.

When the sunrises, When the sunsets;

When the wind blows or stillness met.

When the rain sounds, When the sun  beams joy;

Let our hearts and minds not forget.

He knows every heartache,  He sees each tear.

He knows each word, our lips declare.

He  knows our failure, and He knows our shame.

He knows when we've cried out His name.

He takes the clay within His loving hand.

Although we do not understand;

He molds together joy and the sorrow;

To conform us to His perfect plan.

Susan Y Nikitenko

June 8th, 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.

Poetry And Other Materials On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All my poems with stories are both real and fictional designed to illustrate a biblical truth. All Rights Reserved. Please Include Site Name And Link Back To This Blog. Thank-You.

Fixing Problems

 

Fixing Problems

 

By: Susan Y Nikitenko 

January 6th, 2012

After church on Thursday night our truck would not start.   My husband thought it was the battery so our Son in law pulled out the jumper cables to charge the battery.  The effort was of no avail.  They then slugged through a snowdrift to get to the store across the street.  They bought tools to remove it.  Even though they worked hard they still could not remove it. They were using the wrong tools. 

My daughter and I waited in the car, it was very cold outside.  Our Son in law then drove us to K-mart to buy new tools and a new battery .  Then we went back to the church.  Where they worked a long time, but they still couldn't fix the problem.

It takes us about 25 minutes to drive home from our church.  We went home to get more tools, tools they thought would work.  My daughter and I stayed home.  They went back and worked and did not get back until midnight.  The problem still was not fixed.

They weren't using the right tools and they were working on the wrong problem.  The problem they were working on didn't exist.   The truck didn't need a new battery.  It needs a new starter.

Sometimes people go to fixing something and they're using the wrong tools. 

Anger isn't the right tool to use when you're trying to fix a problem in a relationship for example.

Gossip isn't the right tool to use when you're praying for someone in a group setting.

Tricking isn't the right tool because it creates mistrust and confusion.  Confusion is of the devil. 

We need to be sure we are using the right tools- you know, the "righteous tools". When dealing with the problems of life we need to use tools like prayer and hiding Gods Word in our heart, tools like love and a soft answer, tools like wisdom and encouragement, tools like faith and consideration. These are the right tools.

Sometimes we think we're fixing a problem and it's just made things worse.  We end up breaking something,

that would have never been broken. 

Sometimes we think we have everything figured out, but all along we were trying to fix the wrong thing.

What we were working on never needed fixing at all.

Sometimes we just need a new start.  Just like our truck, it needs a new starter. 

When we go to fixing problems, we need to know for sure the problem is real.

When we go to fixing problems, we need to know it's the right problem.

When we go to fixing problems, we need to be using the right tools.

When we go to fixing problems we better know God wants us to do the fixing.

Hopefully we have the right person repairing our truck, or we may have bigger problems.  

The same way in life.

Jesus is the best  fixer upper I know.

Sometimes the best tool, is leaving things in God's hands. 

  His grace goes a long way.

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What is Right and What is Wrong? - By: Susan Y Nikitenko

What is Right and What is Wrong?

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

2010

What is right and what is wrong?

That is the question I ask.

Every day, all day long.

Confusion, all around us;

Troublesome choices to make.

Asking direction from God;

Which direction to take.

Forming the right opinions,

Making the right choice, you see,

Pleasing my Lord and Savior;

That is important to me.

For the first time I'm questioning;

For the first time I feel blind.

I wonder how many others;

Have trouble finding that fine line.

At times our faith is tested.

At times our faith appears small.

At times were left a wond'ring;

Do we really know much at all?

Should we be up front and honest;

Or leave one believing a lie.

Cause we're afraid to offend one;

We back off and choose to be shy?

What is right and what is wrong?

That is the question I ask.

Every day, all day long.

If my hair was just a mess;

Or my shirt on inside out.

I'd hope someone would tell me;

Even if it made me pout.

Then I'd take the time to fix it;

I'd make the wrong, then right.

Cause sometimes we have a blind side;

And are blinded to our blight.

If my child was in a sin trap,

Or lay sickly, near to death.

I'd hope someone would tell me;

Instead of leaving me to guess.

Tell the truth in love because;

The truth has power to free.

Tell the truth in love because;

It enables one to see.

What is right and what is wrong?

That is the question I ask.

Every day, all day long.

If I had the remedy

That cured lepers from their spots

But just slumbered back silently

In my own life and own thoughts

Would that be called merciful?

Would that be considered kind?

Leaving that poor sickly one

In their sickness, there behind?

If I knew of a danger

That would hurt a passer by

Would I keep my lips sealed

Even though I knew they'd die?

The Bible teaches there's a hell to fear

Will our lips warn ev'ry man?

The Bible warns us God will judge

Will we follow His command?

What is right and what is wrong?

That is the question I ask.

Every day, all day long.

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Quilted In Love - By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Quilted In Love

By: Susan Y Nikitenko     July 11th 2010

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.

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.

All My Poetry Is Free For Christian Bible Centered Ministries And Must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Information Must Also Be Included. All Other Purposes Are With Written Permission Only. All Rights Reserved