Shalom is also one of the names of God.
I know this is not perfect. My voice is a little bit raspy but you'll get the idea of how the song
goes. My songs are like rough drafts. It's the best I can do at this time.
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Showing posts with label home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label home. Show all posts
Saturday, September 18, 2021
Shalom Shalom
Saturday, October 1, 2016
I Can Always Depend On You
Psalms 71:3
Be thou my strong habitation, whereunto I may continually resort: thou hast given commandment to save me; for thou art my rock and my fortress.
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Saturday, October 4, 2014
All Of The Tears Will Be Gone
All Of The Teardrops Will Be Gone
Commit your
heart to love the Lord:
To love Him,
in what you do.
Commit your
heart to righteousness:
God will be pleased, pleased with you.
Be looking
to be a blessing:
Be a living
sacrifice.
Be
thoughtful, be considerate;
In a world
that is not nice.
Considering
others better;
Better, than
you do yourself.
Looking to
the things of Jesus:
Is the
fountain of real wealth.
Let our lights shine in the darkness;
Pilgrims of
God passing through.
Hold tight
to the hand of Jesus;
When things
seem - too much for you.
Suffering
is not forever;
When you
are a child of God.
We've a
hope that's ever after;
When we
leave this earthly sod.
In this
life may be tears and grief;
And
horrors, too great to speak.
But we know
this life is temporal;
And our
home awaiting sweet.
At his
return, we'll be caught up;
Could be
night or noon or dawn.
One day within
our Savoir arms;
All of the teardrops, will be gone.
Susan Y
Nikitenko
October
4th, 2014
1 Thessalonians 4:17
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.
John.14:2
In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
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Wednesday, June 19, 2013
No Running Water
No Running Water
Our family moved from Baltimore to the hills of Wva. when I
was very young. We lived with my dad's
parents, our grandparents. They lived in
a very small town that had a school that had closed down, a general store and a
post office. With a population of 70 people. The general store eventually closed down. We all stayed in our own
little world living a simple life. We
had well water, but we couldn't drink it,
because it was red water - so we would
drive down the mountain and haul water
from the mountain springs. We enjoyed
these times because us kids would take off our shoes and play in the water
below the water fall coming from the mountain spring. Our dad filled big barrels on the back of the
truck with water and we would fill milk jugs.
We would save all of our milk jugs ahead of time and fill each one with
water and put them on the back of Dad's truck.
This water was used for drinking and cooking. One thing everyone needs is good clean water.
We would take a bath in the water they caught
in barrels that held our rain water. We called them rain barrels. They
would heat the water up and us kids would take baths in the big round tin tub
right in the kitchen, dining area, not while anyone was dining of course.
W.Va. was our first
experience living with an outhouse. My
biggest fear at that time was finding a copper head in the outhouse or a copper
head biting my rear end when I sat down
on the big stinky hole. I was just a
little thing then and that hole was the scariest place in the world to me. There was one thing we would never do, at
least - I wouldn't. We wouldn't go out to
the outhouse at night and especially in the winter or we'd freeze our fannies off. So we kept what Grandma called, the stink pot inside the house and we would
use the stink pot in the night time and then grandma or mom would empty the pot
into the outhouse during the
daytime. Though we didn't have running water at that
time. Those times were some of the best
times as a kid, because it was kind of fun being a little scared when we would
have to go to the outhouse because we would laugh even when we were
afraid. I can almost hear myself saying
to my sister. "I hope there's no copper heads in there." So we'd open the door and we poke our heads inside and when we saw the coast
was clear. One of us would go in while
the other one watched the door. I don't know why we were afraid but I'm sure it was because of all of the adventure stories our Granddaddy told us about snakes and the outhouse.
I thank the Lord for clean water to drink and that I don't have to venture outside to go to the bathroom unless we go on a camping trip.
Susan Y Nikitenko
June 19th, 2013, 2013
Short Clips From My Past
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Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Ace - Found His Way Home
Ace - Found His Way Home
When I was a little girl, we had a black cat named Ace. Ace would sometimes sneak into the house and steal a fish or some other kind of food off of our counter. Then we would all react by chasing him out the front door.
One day for some reason, I do not remember, we had to move to our other Grandmas house and for some reason, our family left Ace behind. Maybe we couldn't find Ace when the time came to leave or maybe he just wasn't ready, anyway, I can remember that we cried because we thought we would never see Ace again. Grandma and Grandpa's house was around a 25 minutes drive away from our other Grandma's house, but when you are little that seems like a long time.
My Grandma and Grandpa lived on a hill with winding roads that took quite a while to walk up. I can remember a few times we kids walked up the hill and it became very tiring. I remember my legs hurting for days from the sore muscles.
en wondered why a cat would go to all that trouble just to find us. I've always heard that a dog has feelings and that a dog would search for His owners, but cats usually don't work that way, but Ace just plain loved us and that was that. Then Ace made up his mind and he somehow did what was seemingly impossible for a cat to do. He came home. Because home was us.
Susan Y Nikitenko
June 17th, 2013
June 17th, 2013
Illustrative Story
Short Clips From My Past
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A story that can be used in a lesson about love, coming back to the church family, finding the way back to God, or not getting left behind.
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