Jesus Is My Greatest Treasure

Jesus Is My Greatest Treasure

Jesus is my greatest treasure;

For nothing compares in measure;

To the joy that He gives to me;

He's my hope and my salvation;

He's my heart's illumination.

He's more than anything (more than anything) to me.

He's  the comfort through my sorrow;

He's my today and my tomorrow.

Jesus is, my eternity.

There's no doubt because it's true;

He loves me and he loves you too.

Because His love flows from sea to sea.

He gave his life, laughed at and scorned, 

Beaten, died , tormented and torn, 

He shed His blood willingly.

He's God's only begotten son

Precious, perfect, Holy one.

He arose and has saved me.

Jesus is my greatest treasure;

For nothing compares in measure;

To the kind of love He gave to me.

He's God's only begotten son

Precious, perfect, Holy one.

Spotless lamb God of Calvary.

Susan Y Nikitenko

August 7th, 2016

(Song) ©


1 Peter 1:18-21
Forasmuch as ye know that ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold, from your vain conversation received by tradition from your fathers;
 But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot:
 Who verily was foreordained before the foundation of the world, but was manifest in these last times for you,
 Who by him do believe in God, that raised him up from the dead, and gave him glory; that your faith and hope might be in God.

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Jesus Is Life's Greatest Treasure

Jesus is Life's Greatest Treasure

The greatest treasures of this life;

Are not the artifacts of old.

Not treasures hid deep in oceans wide;

Not treasures of silver or gold.

The greatest treasures of this life;

Are not found in houses or lands.

Not found in an education:

Magnificent  ideas or plans.

We treasure and enjoy nature:

Along the garden paths and streams.

Love the view of a setting sun:

Breathing  in the fragrance of spring:

Yes, all these things are treasures;

Each creature, each flower, each tree.

And each mind boggling wonder.

From sparkling sea, to sparkling sea.

Each person is a treasure to Christ;

That's why He died for you and me.

Like precious stones mined  from the rocks;

But worth more than it's treasury.

Though children are cherished treasure:

More than mere words could really say.

Though we treasure and love our spouse:

And precious time with them each day.

Jesus is life's greatest treasure:

Without Him all treasure is lost.

Eternal treasure will remain:

Because Jesus has paid the cost.

Jesus is life's greatest treasure:

Without Him all hell would break forth.

All would be lost and hope be not:

Eternal damnation our course.

Jesus  is unfolding treasure;

Hope everlasting, life anew.

If you would believe upon him;

A treasure forever in you.

Susan Y Nikitenko

April 15th, 2015

(Song)


1Peter 1:18-21
Forasmuch as ye know that ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold, from your vain conversation received by tradition from your fathers;
 But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot:
 Who verily was foreordained before the foundation of the world, but was manifest in these last times for you,
 Who by him do believe in God, that raised him up from the dead, and gave him glory; that your faith and hope might be in God.

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Bargain of a Lifetime

Bargain of a Lifetime

I know about a bargain;

You really should invest.

This is such a perfect deal;

Better than the best.

Worth more than fine rubies,

Worth more than pure gold,

Worth more than great treasures,

But yet is not sold.

It’s better than houses;

And better than lands.

Better than fortunes;

Yet free to all man.

Bargain of a lifetime;

Really! It’s a steal!

You’ve really got to have it.

It’s really quite a deal.

It will last forever.

It is guaranteed.

It provides enough,

To fill your every need.

It provides a lot of joy.

Gives, peace and perfect rest.

Put it in your home;

It makes a happy nest.

It provides a place of help,

When you find yourself in need,

And from the fear of death;

forever you are freed.

Perfect for the price;

Belief, it is the key.

Free, it’s for the taking;

Yours eternally.

Jesus is the treasure,

Received into your heart.

You will be so very rich,   

And have a brand new start.

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Applied To One Who Has Faith

And Lives In Faith.

This does not mean you will never have problems.

This poem is for a theme on bargains

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Treasures That Last

 

 

Treasures That Last

Treasures true treasures;

Are treasures that last.

Treasures of wisdom;

Are treasures so vast.

Treasures of kindness;

And treasures of love.

Stored up in heaven;

With Jesus above.

Treasure true treasures;

Are  treasure untold.

Treasures of harvest;

Are worth more than gold.

Treasures true treasures;

Will always endure.

Treasures In  Jesus;

Are righteous and pure.

Store up your treasures;

In heaven with love.

The  greatest treasures;

Are gathered above.

Treasure true treasures;

Are  treasures untold.

Treasures in Jesus;

Are worth more than gold.

Susan Y Nikitenko

July 15th,2012

 Matthew 6:33 But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.
 Matthew 6:21 For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
 Luke 12:21 So is he that layeth up treasure for himself, and is not rich toward God.

 Luke 6:45 A good man out of the good treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is good; and an evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is evil: for of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaketh.

Gleanings
http://ministry-to-children.com/treasure-in-jars-of-clay-sunday-school-lesson/

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Rare Flowers

Rare Flowers

If I found beautiful rare flowers;

I’d share this beauty with you.

In hopes that you would receive it;

And enjoy its fine beauty too.

God is the God of miracles;

This saying, though old, is true.

From the gleaming sun of creation;

To the loveliest orchid of blue.

From whispering winds of refreshment;

To showering splashes of streams.

From beautiful fields of flowers;

Colorful rainbows, bright stars and dreams.

Each an amazing miracle;

Bringing faith to a doubting heart.

God’s hand has created great fountains;

In dry cold desert places of dark.

On dead soil, a desert lay waste;

Until the hand of God intervenes.

The miracle hand of God’s grace;

Sprouts flowers in places not seen.

I have, found beautiful rare flowers;

Not known to the natural man.

Found in the places of God’s touch.

Flowers of faith, I hold in my clutch.

I will not keep this treasure to self;

But cast their beauty to the wind.

And ask the Lord to direct their flow.

Empty deserts, may you bloom and grow.

And as the Lord looked upon the deep;

A lifeless flow without form or void.

Transformed the dead, to light and life;

Filled with flowers, now so enjoyed.

I know a heart can be flowerless;

Dead and dark, in coldness and despair.

But the God of miracles and love;

Transforms, and makes alive, He cares.

Replaces the stones of deadness,

Replaces the spaces of dread,

With New Life, and fountains of His Joy;

He raises a soul from the dead.

Please take the flowers of kindness.

Please receive the flower of Grace.

Jesus died and arose in power.

Your heart can be transformed this hour.

May your heart bloom and shine in His grace;

When you see His gift of love so true.

Let the flower of faith bring life to you.

His great Salvation, will make you new.

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Revised July 8th, 2010

Ephesians

2:8-10

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.

For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.

Revised July 8th 2010

(I changed flower to orchid 2022)

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Trash into Treasure

 

Trash into Treasure

By: Susan Y Nikitenko 2009 - revised 2012

Toilet paper rolls,

Jugs and tin cans,

Canisters, shoe boxes,

Old pots and pans;

Trash into treasure;

Old sock with a hole,

Transforming junk;

Into treasure my goal.

Crafting is something;

I really love dear.

Saved so much money;

Year after year.

Making something from nothing;

A really fun game.

Transforming it;

It’s never the same.

Some people buy it.

They think, it’s so great.

I’ve always gone green. 

They’re coming in late.

Our Father in heaven;

Created this world.

Made something, from nothing;

Because He is Lord.

Nothing but junk;

While we lingered in sin,

‘Til, Jesus saved us;

and He entered in.

Turning trash into treasure,

Transforming with power,

He’s always conforming;

Each moment, each hour.

Without Him we’re nothing;

And lost in our sin

I’m no longer trash;

But I’m treasure in Him.

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Colors Of Blessing - By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Treasure Box ~ Blessings

Colors Of Blessing

By: Susan Y Nikitenko 2009

Revised 2010 - 2011

Could the angels have special jobs;

Like painting leaves of fall?

Can’t mighty God do anything?

He has created all.

Perhaps angels spread forth their wings;

To paint the swirls of fall.

Upon the trees of mountain tops;

And on the forests tall.

A swish of orange, a splash of gold;

A whirl of autumn red.

Every creature great and small;

I’m sure would lift their head.

From tree to tree each color grows;

and spreads across the land.

A gift from God to be enjoyed;

Made by his perfect hand.

Each angel flying here and there;

Spreading colors of joy.

And when leaves flutter to the ground;

It makes a rainbow toy.

Children jumping, children laughing;

In the colorful mounds.

Up pops a smiling little face;

With all the fun-filled sounds.

And like a child I too will laugh;

I’ll jump right in with glee.

And enjoy these lovely blessings;

He’s given you and me.

Orange leaves of family laughter;

Red leaves a promise of grace.

Yellow a golden forever;

In the arms of God's embrace

I’m not too old to play in leaves;

Too old to have some fun.

I’ll roll around and giggle too;

and I’ll have joy in God's Son.

For He fills my heart with laughter;

He is so good you see.

He’s painted this, a lovely world;

It is inside of me.

Jumping daily in His presence;

A colorful array.

Jump into Joy, Jump into peace;

By trusting Him every day.

Jump happily, into kindness;

Jump with glee into love.

Be content and be hopeful;

Looking to Him above.

Leave a lasting essence of hope;

To all eyes watching you.

A rainbow of blessing awaits;  

Come, jump into it too.

( Let's Color Our Fall Coloring Pages To Raise Money.)

Jump into a New Life, in Christ;
You'll never be the same.
He gives you a new heart, a new start;
Just call upon his holy name.

This poem has multiple purposes....I added the highlighted line to make it refer more to being born into the family of God.
Here's The Article That Goes Along With The Poem Colors Of  Blessing.  (Remembering 9/11)

http://humorsmileawards.blogspot.com/2011/04/colors-of-blessing-article-by-susan-y.html


The Fruits Of The Spirit

Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. To these I commit my day. ~Max Lucado

This Video Is More Than Just For Mothers Day - It Is For Every Day.  It Goes Well With This Poem

If You Choose To Remove The Highlighted Line. 

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Jesus Is Our Treasure

Jesus Is Our Treasure

Jesus Is our treasure;

He is our everything.

He's the one that we seek;

And the one that we sing.

We've failed Him many times;

But He still loves us so.

He's still refining us;

For He wants us to grow .

To grow closer to Him;

To love Him oh so more.

To follow in His steps;

He is loves open door.

Jesus is our healer;

He heals the broken heart.

He binds the wounds of life;

When life has come apart.

Oh , Jesus is our strength;

He is our greatest need.

His Word is our refuge;

His example our lead.

Jesus is our best friend;

He listens and provides.

He's our place of comfort;

The place where we abide.

Jesus is our treasure;

A valuable delight.

We are treasured by Him;

And precious in His sight.

Is Jesus your treasure?

Luke12:34

For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

April 17th, 2011

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Rare Flowers By: Susan Y Nikitenko

This poem is about what happens on the inside

 when someone finds salvation in Christ Jesus.

Creation/ Salvation

Rare Flowers

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Revised July 8th, 2010

If I found beautiful rare flowers;

I’d share this beauty with you.

In hopes that you would receive it;

And enjoy its fine beauty too.

God is the God of miracles;

This saying, though old, is true.

From the gleaming sun of creation;

To the loveliest orchid of blue.

From whispering winds of refreshment;

To showering splashes of streams.

From beautiful fields of flowers;

Colorful rainbows, bright stars and dreams.

Each an amazing miracle;

Bringing faith to a doubting heart.

God’s hand has created great fountains;

In dry cold desert places of dark.

On dead soil, a desert lay waste;

Until the hand of God intervenes.

The miracle hand of God’s grace;

Sprouts flowers in places not seen.

I have, found beautiful rare flowers;

Not known to the natural man.

Found in the places of God’s touch.

Flowers of faith, I hold in my clutch.

I will not keep this treasure to self;

But cast their beauty to the wind.

And ask the Lord to direct their flow.

Empty deserts, may you bloom and grow.

And as the Lord looked upon the deep;

A lifeless flow without form or void.

Transformed the dead, to light and life;

Filled with flowers, now so enjoyed.

I know a heart can be flowerless;

Dead and dark, in coldness and despair.

But the God of miracles and love;

Transforms, and makes alive, He cares.

Replaces the stones of deadness,

Replaces the spaces of dread,

With New Life, and fountains of His Joy;

He raises a soul from the dead.

Please take the flowers of kindness.

Please receive the flower of Grace.

Jesus died and arose in power.

Your heart can be transformed this hour.

May your heart bloom and shine in His grace;

When you see His gift of love so true.

Let the flower of faith bring life to you.

His great Salvation, will make you new.

Ephesians

2:8-10

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.

For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.

Revised July 8th 2010

(I changed flower to orchid 2022)

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