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You Are So Blessed..!!
Posted : 13 Feb, 2009 07:35 AM
If you woke up this morning
with more health than illness,
you are more blessed than the
million who won't survive the week.
If you have never experienced
the danger of battle,
the loneliness of imprisonment,
the agony of torture or
the pangs of starvation,
you are ahead of 20 million people
around the world.
If you attend a church meeting
without fear of harassment,
arrest, torture, or death,
you are more blessed than almost
three billion people in the world.
If you have food in your refrigerator,
clothes on your back, a roof over
your head and a place to sleep,
you are richer than 75% of this world.
If you have money in the bank,
in your wallet, and spare change
in a dish someplace, you are among
the top 8% of the world's wealthy.
If your parents are still married and alive,
you are very rare,
especially in the United States.
If you hold up your head with a smile
on your face and are truly thankful,
you are blessed because the majority can,
but most do not.
If you can hold someone's hand, hug them
or even touch them on the shoulder,
you are blessed because you can
offer God's healing touch.
If you can read this message,
you are more blessed than over
two billion people in the world
that cannot read anything at all.
You are so blessed in ways
you may never even know.
Blessings To You..:angel:
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Juvie
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You Are So Blessed..!!
Posted : 5 Mar, 2009 06:14 AM
Blessed Beyond Measure
I am, indeed!
To you, all praises from my heart,
With sincere thanks, my lips impart,
Oh, greatest King t'will ever reign,
To wait on thee is utmost gain.
To you, with gladness, I will give,
My all, for t'is in you I live,
And breathe, and have my being ~ yet,
The more I give, the more I get.
How blessed am I! ~ I can't contain,
The pleasure thou dost cull from pain.
In positive assurance now,
I call on thee and humbly bow.
Dear Savior, meek and humble wert,
In sacrifice, absorbing hurt;
In knowing, absolute in love,
Thou wast cast down to lift above.
And now, in me, the vale and peak,
Are working, though the plain I seek...
And were it not example borne,
I'd miss the rose, despising thorn.
For when in casting me aside,
I felt the thorns, to you I cried,
Who knelt and kissed my throbbing toes,
Dear Rose of Sharon, Precious Rose!
~♥~
October 16, 1992
By Juvie
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