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Brenda LaVelle
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BREATHE
Started May 11
GOD'S PLAN OF REDEMPTION
Started Apr 29
I'd Like to Try to Get This Poem Made Into a Hymn or Song
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Started this discussion. Last reply by Connie Arnold Jul 7.
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- I am a Christian Poet/Songwriter who writes for the honor and glorification of God. I call my poems "Poems From God" because He literally "gives" them to me in my morning journaling with Him. They are meant to be blessings for me to bless others. I bless people with them wherever and whenever I can, in Jesus' name. I am a full-time caretaker for my 89 year-old landlady and help take care of my best friend who lives next door to me and has neruological and physical handicaps. I feel like I am here to help feed Jesus' sheep and use my poetry to help fulfill God's Great Commission, and be a fisher of men. I am Jesus Christ's servant and go where He tells me to go and do what He wants me to do. I am content in whatever situation I am in. I feel like one of the most blessed people here on this earth to have the close relationship with my Maker that I have and to be entrusted with His beaautiful words!
Always, in all ways, to God the honor and glory!
Brenda LaVelle's Blog
HE SAVED US
I have to go on record
Of living life in discord.
As I grew up I hated life.
It seemed all evil and strife.
Remember wanting to die,
Felt like I was living a lie.
All in my life seemed for ill,
I only wanted death, still.
I grew up too hard, too fast.
Childhood was nothing that would last
More than three or four of my years.
They were full of salty tears.
I had two brothers to raise
And they fulfilled all of my days,
Trying to keep them safe from harm,
Not to let them hea… Continue
Posted on July 8, 2009 at 8:40am —
REDEMPTION DAY
Oh Lord,
Thank You for letting me come into Your kingdom,
A pauper,
With empty hands,
Empty heart,
Knowing not for what I was looking.
But I found You there,
A King, a Priest,
Who could all my burdens bear,
A God to save me from myself,
And from the Devil's snare.
How I look back
With tears in my heart
To the time when You called my name.
It was faint to my ears,
But strong to my soul,
As I stood at that wooden pew.
I barely sensed the tears streaming down,
And felt my he… Continue
Posted on July 4, 2009 at 5:56pm — 1 Comment
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