Wind Beneath My Wings

When I say "I am a Christian"  I'm not shouting "I am saved."  I'm whispering "I get lost"  That is why I chose this way. When I say "I am a Christian"  I don't speak of this with pride.  I'm confessing that I stumble  And need someone to be my guide. When I say "I am a Christian"  I'm not trying to be strong.  I'm professing that I am weak  And pray for strength to carry on. When I say "I am a Christian"  I'm not bragging of success.  I'm admitting I have failed  And cannot ever pay the debt. When I say "I am a Christian"  I'm not claiming to be perfect.  My flaws are too visible  But God believes I'm worth it. When I say "I am a Christian"  I still feel the sting of pain.  I have my share of heartaches  Which is why I seek HIS name. When I say "I am a Christian"  I do not wish to jud

1. The Lord is my wedlock's shepherd;  it shall not get divorced. 2. He makes my marriage to rest on green pastures; He leads it beside the still waters. 3. He restores the newness of my marriage; Because of His name, He maintains the righteousness in my marriage. 4. Though my marriage passes through the sea of thunder-clouds and stormy winds, I will not fear, for You are with my marriage to steer it on course to calm waters. 5. You make my marriage honourable among the people; You anoint it with Your Spirit's glory and beauty;  My marriage's blessings' overflow. 6. Surely goodness and mercy shall be in my marriage through out all the days, And my marriage will flourish in God's presence forever.  - Anonymous

If you have ever observed an egg closely, you will note that it has one small and a large ending. The shell is thicker on the smaller end than that on the larger end. In case if you have been fortunate enough to see a egg hatch, you will notice that the baby chick emerges from the shell through the larger end. God has designed and arranged the shell in such a manner that the baby can easily peck its way through at the the point where the shell is thin. The shell is engineered such that there exists an air chamber at the larger end of the shell. This can be observed when the shell is removed from the hard boiled egg. When the baby chick is formed in the egg, it is so placed that its head is in the big end of the egg and its bill is in the air chamber.  No matter how the mother hen may turn the egg during the three weeks of the hatching period, the position of the chick within the shell does not change. The baby will always be formed with its nose in the air chamber at the

Matthew 18:14 says, " Even so it is not the will of your father which is in heaven, that one of these little one should perish." There is a story, that goes out like this... Once, there was a man who along with his son, used to go out and distribute tracts after every Sunday service. On one of those days, it was heavily raining and the father was a bit hesitant to go out. However, the son asked the father, "Papa, aren't people still in the wrong tracks out there, although it's raining?". The son was eager to go on that day as well, and he went out with his usual distribution of tracts. The son went out and distributed all the tracts, except for one.  The boy was completely drenched in the rain, but still, he knocked on the door of the house where he took shelter. After knocking on the door thrice, there came an old lady on the door who looked quite grieved and irritated.  The next Sunday, while in the service, there stood up the same

When the breezy wind sweeps in, when His presence could be felt Wails and laments no longer exists Caressing her hair, soothing her cheeks She feels His love is relentless She knows He is watching over her From above and beyond Heaven is His crown and earth His footstool His glorious deeds spread over all the world Grace and mercy overflowing Rocks in the wilderness gushing out Streams of joy and happiness His love is relentless She falls down, He picks her up She stumbles, He holds her high More than her companions Anointing her with glory and gladness His love is relentless. - PeeJay

There lies a green pasture, overflowing with the streams of love Mercy and kindness endureth forever, in his arms He will shield me. He took me out of the miry clay, molded me into a vessel With the Holy spirit, my cup runneth over. A moment of sorrow deep down, overcome by the ray of hope He fills me with Unraveling mysteries day by day adding blend of compassion everyday. And there lies a green pasture, which passeth a man's understanding. Prepared for the righteous and meek, for the endeavor I have to undertake.                                              - PeeJay