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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:50:25 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:50:25 GMT
 POETRY written by Carolu (Mickelson) Mehaffey
Some internationally publishedMy GARDEN of VERSES
POEMS of ENCOURAGEMENT, HEALING & COMFORTAs you enter my Garden, I pray you feel hugged, comforted, feel at Peace, find The LORD JESUS for YOUR Best Friend PLEASE feel free to print and use these. If you make greeting cards with them, please email me a copy. Credit - Carolu (Mickelson) Mehaffey Mehaffey Irish, Anglicized form, originally a Scottish name Mehaffey name means Child of peace <*))))>< DAILY NEWS with prophetic analysis mehaf.freeforums.net/board/60 |
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:52:16 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:52:16 GMT
 CHILD of MY HEARTWritten by Carolu (Mickelson) Mehaffey (C) Verse 1Come away, come away I will turn your night to day, if you'll only come away with Me. O My child, I love you so, and I long for you to know; Come away; come away with Me. Chorus O child of Mine, little child of My Heart, I am with you every hour of your day! And through every lonely night, you are always in my sight, Hoping one day with Me you'll come away. Verse 2 My Holy Word lay by your side on that lonely night you cried, and I called out "My child, I care"; But you opened not My book, for you were afraid to look out of fear that I may not be there. Verse 3You go your way from day to day, seldom taking time to pray, and I wait as very late you return. Come and spend some time with Me, I've many things for you to see, For your heart and your love I yearn. |
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:53:39 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:53:39 GMT
 There will be peace in the valley - somedayI lift up my eyes to the hillsPsalm 121 Valley of Broken PiecesStory of my life My spirit was high, my life a song My heart was proud, my will was strong. Then one day came the Voice of Jesus And I saw a valley of broken pieces. As an eagle I soared, untouched and high, I'd rather have stayed up there in the sky, but quietly called the Voice of Jesus: "Come to the Valley of Broken Pieces." Down I swooped, and was filled with awe at the beautiful, fearful things I saw! Yet comes the comforting words of Jesus; "I'm here, in the Valley of Broken Pieces." "My children are bound, and must be freed! You must be broken, to meet their need." "But I'm afraid!!" I cried to Jesus, Who beckoned yet, midst the broken pieces. Brokenness is the best gift I give. I ask you to die, that others may live. It's your choice," challenged the Voice of Jesus, "Rest in the Valley of Broken Pieces." "Lo, I AM with you, have no fear. I'll teach you to love, and bring others cheer. Forgiveness is yours," assured my Jesus, "Only in the Valley of Broken Pieces." |
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:54:39 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:54:39 GMT
I went to the Valley, and saw the "I".
I saw the Pride which had to die.
I found new freedom - release - in Jesus,
Through many, separate, broken pieces.
Instead of sorrow, joy is mine!
Instead of anger, peace Divine.
Instead of loneliness, I have Jesus;
And wholeness now, instead of pieces!
Once I thought "I" could do it all.
Now at my Saviour's feet I fall.
I'm just a vessel, to be filled with Jesus,
Which He created - from broken pieces.
Yes, I was broken, so I might be healed.
When self was strong, Christ was concealed.
Now thru me shines the Light of Jesus,
Oh! Blessed Valley of Broken Pieces!
Written by Carolu (Mickelson) Mehaffey, 1978
Copyrighted, internationally published
Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
don't lean on your own understanding.
Acknowledge the LORD, And He will lead you.
Proverbs 3:5-6
Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace,
whose mind is stayed on thee
because he trusteth in thee. Isaiah 26:3
The LORD will quiet you with his love,
he will rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17
God's Holy Spirit is represented by a dove
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:55:34 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:55:34 GMT
In the days of Noah while the ark was being built,
only a few people, 8 in all, were saved. 1 Peter 3:20
Just as it was in the days of Noah,
so also will it be in the days of the Son of Man.
Luke 17:26 and Matthew 24:37
SWEPT AWAY
A cruise ship sailed a silent sea
Passengers dressed up swell
A sudden wave crushed the ship
And swept them all to HELL.
Bride and groom side by side
Their marriage is today.
They didn't see the tidal wave
Til they were swept away.
The men were laughing as they drank
wondering which card to play
A volcano blew, lava spewed
and swept them all away.
A baby shower and many gifts
Fun games for the ladies to play!
An earthquake struck, the home collapsed,
All lives were taken away.
The watchmen and the prophets called;
Many warnings passed them by.
REPENT! and TURN! or you WILL DIE!
They all refused to heed their cry!
Too busy with their secret porn
Or with their family,
Or with their job or car, until
They all were swept away.
The signs are there in earth and sky,
We're too busy - having fun
To hear the still small Voice of GOD
GOD's JUDGMENTS HAVE BEGUN!!!
KILLING MY BABIES!! LIVES of LIES!!
DIVIDING MY LAND!! LOVING ABOMINATIONS!!
PROFANING MY NAME!! DESPISING MY LAWS!!
NOW I AM JUDGING ALL NATIONS!!!!
If you do not know the LORD
Jesus Christ by Name
Believe Him now, then tell someone,
And LIFE you then can claim.
JESUS said MOST people will be in ETERNAL HELL.
Enter through the narrow gate;
for the gate is wide and the way is broad that leads to destruction,
and there are many who enter through it.
For the gate is small and the way is narrow that leads to LIFE,
and there are FEW who find it. Matthew 7:13-18
The Sovereign LORD declares,
The days are coming when I will send a famine through the land,
not a famine of food or a thirst for water,
but a famine of hearing the words of the LORD. Amos 8:11
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:56:38 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:56:38 GMT
YOU CAN BE a SOARING SAINT
You do NOT need to obey your feeling of the day.
The sun will come up ~ TOMORROW!
You CAN soar ABOVE what is going on. CHOOSE!
YOU can be a SOARING SAINT!!!
Are you depressed as you walk through life?
Without hope, downcast & faint?
Jesus offers you eagle's wings,
So you may be a soaring saint.
He'll supply the power to fly,
To rise above fear & complaint.
You can go from earth to sky -
Yes,YOU can be a soaring saint!
You can rise from death to life.
You can come to peace from strife.
You can with colors your life paint,
And come to be a soaring saint!
Just ask the Lord to come to you,
Forgive your sins & clean you through;
Release you from all that would taint,
And help you be a soaring saint!
The Lord desires to set you free
of fear and hate, and jealousy.
He really wishes you to see
that you can be a soaring saint!
The soul that sinneth, it shall die.
Come heal me Lord, that I may fly!
Isaiah 40:29-31
Ezekiel 18:4
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:57:53 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:57:53 GMT
 I AM the CANDLEI am the candle & He is the Flame, I will go forth in Jesus' Name; In joy or sorrow, in peace or pain, I am the candle & He is the Flame. Sometimes I'm high, & sometimes I'm low, But Jesus is shining wherever I go. One thing I'm sure of, my Lord loves me so, And He keeps shining through me here below. I am the candle and He is the Light, I shall go forth into other' dark night, I shall go out and bring others this sight, For I am the candle and Jesus the Light. Candles are white or yellow or red, Sometimes they're burning & sometimes they're dead. I shall remember all Jesus has said; and He'll light my candle, for I'm His beloved. I wrote this song for a pastor's weekend retreat. The topic was 'Jesus is the Light' Written by Carolu (Mickelson) Mehaffey |
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:58:34 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:58:34 GMT
ALL ALONEAll alone, no one to care. I look around, but no one's there. People pass, but do not see. Where is a friend to comfort me? Alone & hurt, I shed a tear, filled with sorrow, plagued by fear. There are people, everywhere, But not a single friend to care. Abba, Father! My heart cries, As deep within me my soul dies. Save me, Lord! I waste away! Come and take my hand today! Softly, gently, through the sand Of my desert, He takes my hand. He brushs from my face the tears, And speaks aside my lonely fears. "I love you so, My little child," Came His Voice so wise & mild. "I've walked the path you walk today, And I care," I heard Him say. "I wait for you at dawn each day, But you hurry on your way. I wait for you again at night, But you have other things in sight. Yes you, My child, left Me alone. I watched you, & I blessed your going. If you had spent more time with Me, You'd not now be so lonely. All you need I offer you. Sit at My Feet, just us two. Keep your eyes on Me alone, And My Joy shall be your own." Yes, my Lord, my gentle Friend! I'll stay with You until the End. I was wrong to leave Your side. Forever Lord, with me abide. LET JESUS HUG YOU
HE's ONLY a PRAYER AWAY!I know the plans I have for you, says the LORD, plans for good and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11 web.archive.org/web/20130123202158/http://revlu.com/alone.html
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 12:59:23 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 12:59:23 GMT
FREEDOM of the SOUL
Oh Lord! The darkness is so deep!
My God, the mountains look so steep!
"Oh my child, focus on your goal.
It is the healing of your soul."
Oh Lord, I bruise so easily
Whenever suffering touchs me!
"Look to Me, I'll make you whole.
I shall restore your crumbling soul."
Oh Lord! I'm so afraid to say
My sin looks bigger every day!
"Just trust Me child, & you'll be whole,
It's just the softening of your soul."
Annoint me Lord with oil from Thee!
Reveal my flesh so I'll be free.
"Ah, My child, you've seen the goal.
Now I'm free to heal your soul."
Thank you, Lord, for suffering.
Thank you always, You're my King.
I'll sing from valley, rock, & knoll,
Thank You for freedom in my soul.
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POETRY
May 3, 2017 13:01:20 GMT
Post by Shep on May 3, 2017 13:01:20 GMT
The COAL & the DIAMOND
Our experiences shape our lives
The power of God fell on my soul,
That power of God to make me whole.
I felt the fire, the pressure, the toll;
Making a diamond of a lump of coal.
Once I was black & worthless & cold;
Now I have value within His fold.
My setting His choice from day today,
His Light reflecting in His own way.
People see clearly the Lord's lovely Light,
And God follows the flashs
by the power of His Might!
Each person I touch, the Lord touchs too,
And leaves Himself with them,
to teach what is true.
Oh, I often still FEEL
like that old lump of coal,
But the Lord's still at work,
deep in my soul!
He's still refining & cutting this stone,
And He shall continue until I am home!
I can't live by FEELING,
for that is just sand.
Only by God's Word of Truth can I stand.
The Father has told me that I am His son,
And He will preserve me til my life is done.
copyright, published
GOD BLESS YOU!
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