Just A Little Note About My Life

Trodden Down

Last year I planted at least a hundred plants at the park near my home.  I put my whole heart into it. I had permission from the city to plant there.  I saw many people come and go while I was planting.  Many were rude and didn't seem to like me for some reason, but I met many nice people too.  Someone told me that no one wanted to plant there because there was no way to get water to it.  

I was determined and wanted to be a blessing to my community.  Day after day  I nursed it to keep it alive. I worked very hard carrying water from the stream bed while in the hot sun. It was hard but, It meant allot to me because, I wanted to bless our community... I dreamed of seeing it bloom, the following year.  Well the blooming has started.  Last week the first to bloom were the Irises. A very dark almost black one and a yellow one.  The same ones blooming in my gardens right now.  I visited the park again tonight to view the field and see if any of the other flowers were bloomed.  I was very disheartened because,  for no apparent reason someone drove a tractor through the field and had trodden down the yellow iris.  

 I put love into planting the field because I wanted to make a difference in the only way I knew I could at the time. I was disappointed because many other flowers soon to bloom were trodden down as well.

 There will still be many blooms I hope and I will finally see the fruit of my labor.

In life we work a field, and in that field we plant something and what ever it is we plant we grow.  whether good or bad.  Some people may try to trample down the good things we try do for others, but they will last forever in heaven when they are done for the right reasons.  

Susan Y Nikitenko
May 30th, 2014

Poetry And Other Materials On This Site Can Be Fely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com

Autumn's Song Is The Harvest Song

Autumn's Song Is The Harvest Song

The garden leaves fall to the ground:
My face looks up while they fall down.
Without making one single sound;
Like flowers they lay all around.

Leaves whisking here and whipping there;
While Autumn winds sing Autumn's  song.
God's creatures they must sing along;
While they're gathering all day long.

The Summer  flowers are faded now;
The gardens need much love and care.
Winter knocks at the door of fall;
"Gather the Harvest!  Gather it All!"

Autumn's song is the harvest song;
Can you hear the warning winds?
Calling now for you to repent:
Before the Autumn season ends.

Jesus is coming to gather;
He calls to the wandering ones.
The winds of harvest are changing
The will of the Father be done.

O come reap the harvest of hope;
A bountiful harvest of love.
Jesus our Saviors is coming;
To take us to our home above.

"Gather the harvest Lord, gather it all;"
The trumpet of heaven leads this call.
The leaves are falling, heavens  calling;
"Gather the harvest , gather it all."

We've worked, we've sown and we've grown;
The garden is ready to glean.
And now winter cries out,  Prepare!
Jesus is very, very near.
Jesus is very, very near.
Winter cries out,  Prepare!


By Susan y Nikitenko
September 12th, 2011

 I 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.



 Matthew 24:36


But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels of heaven, but my Father only.


 Mark 13:32

But of that day and that hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels which are in heaven, neither the Son, but the Father.

Revelation 22:12 

And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be.

Poetry 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 Rights Reserved