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Sunday, April 3, 2011

Saved in A Snowstorm


Saved In A Snowstorm

 

Flurry, scurry, everywhere
the falling snow, does blow.
A flock of geese a swaying
fall to the earth below.

Doubting man, says to his wife
“Don’t ask me to believe.”
“Why would God, come down to us,
a sinful world receive?”

Hurting wife, she goes to church;
her heart down in despair.
Crying out to God above
“Show him, Lord, you care.”

Her husband hears a noise outside,
Honking geese trapped in the snow;
Cold, confused, alone,
While cold winds whip and blow.

Compassion speaking to his heart,
“Those wandering geese need saved.”
He bundled up to go outside.
He called to them and waved.

Blowing sharply, wintry winds;
He tried to call and guide.
They simply would not listen,
Though a door stood open wide.

Frustrated and greatly grieved,
He said, in words so dim,
“The only way to save the geese,
Is by becoming one of them.”

He fell upon his knees, that day,
In wintry blowing snow.
Cried out to God, “I understand”
Your love!, I see!, I know!”

God so gracious and so kind;
in compassion, heart felt love,
He came down, to dwell with man
And left His home above.

Taking on our human flesh;
He felt our human pain.
Died upon, a wooden cross;
For sinners, He was slain.

No greater love, there’s ever been;
Than that of this Great One.
In Human Flesh, Our loving God,
Sent us His only Son.
 
 
 
( version 2)

By: Susan Y Nikitenko
February 18, 2009
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
By: Susan Nikitenko for the Glory of God,
 
For Children of All Ages
After reading a story called "Geese in a Snowstorm"
Written by an unknown Author


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

Will You Find Us Watching? - Corrections Made




Will You Find Us Watching?

By: Susan Y Nikitenko
April 2, 2011

You have continually shown your love and grace;
You are a wonderful Father in heaven.
Man can not perceive your compassion, your love;
Nor your great forgiveness given unto men.

So small are we and so small our gratefulness.
So small our thoughts and small our memory.
Will we seek to know you more, to hold you dear;
To love your Word and joyfully worship thee?

Do the trees reach high into the sky in praise?
Does the whippoorwill know how much you care?
Doesn't nature itself cry out to You above?
Clapping leaves , sounding rains, music in the air.

If you stood before us in the clouds today;
If your trumpet proclaimed this moment-come home:
Would our hearts be ready? Would our arms reach high?
Would we be living for you when we hear that cry?

Will you find us watching? Will you find us praying?
Will you find us sinning? Will you find us straying?
When the trumpet will blast and you've come at last?
When the heavens proclaim your beautiful name?

When the bright light of grace descends from the clouds;
In your white raiment of marriage come calling.
Will we be ready to take, your wonderful hand ;
And ready to live out ,the plans you have planned?

Oh, Jesus- May your children be found watching;
And ready, trusting in your shed blood alone.
Trusting in the redemption you have given;
By grace, At the seat of your heavenly throne.


1John 2:28 
And now, little children, abide in him; that, when he shall appear, we may have confidence, and not be ashamed before him at his coming.

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