Sunday, Spiritual Sunday. Blessed Day.

When I Am Reminded
© By Gaye Combs

Each day is a new beginning given by God
I am reminded how blessed I am as this road I tread.
A new friendship comes to mind and it is my treasure.
Watching a child at play is my greatest pleasure.
Being able to help a fallen soul will
be my greatest joy.
Watching a bird build a nest while the
world searches for rest.
I am reminded I am only a small part of his plan.
When skies are blue or gray you are always there beside me.
I am reminded of God's love at the site
of a rainbow after the rain.
When I see the flag I'm reminded of the
freedoms I share.
I remember God's love to me when I
suffer much pain.
As the clowns come to town I am grateful I'm able to laugh.
I'll share your heavy load to let you
know I care.
I am reminded day by day we have much to share.

GOD
© By Helen Mccumsey

Why oh why
has my life been......LOST!?
Wonder, wonder
is there such a thing.......GOD
Looking oh looking
for GOD.....to be in my life.
Some say......Open your hearts.....
and you shall see......
The wonderful things of...........GOD!
But why so lost?
Just open your heart!!!!!
You won't be hurt
You won't be hurt.....
Just open your heart!!!!
WONDER,....WONDER.....
IS THERE A GOD??!!

ON MY SPIRITUAL FOUNDATION
© By FRED L. COLEMAN III

Through the darkness of ignorance
Against the emptiness of doubt
Despite of the insecurity of despair
On my spiritual foundation, planted I stand.
Heart broken by the starvation of hungry minds
Disturbed by the isolation of flesh with lost souls
Outraged by mankinds' fearless marched to self destruction
On my spiritual foundation, planted I stand.
In the light of a back sliding world continuously being
Preached to by living Decibels of the Devils' throne and while
Drenched in the reality of todays' false Prophets
On my spiritual foundation, planted I stand.
You see I believe in the word of Christ.
Those who believe they will never have a chance, those who religiously enjoy blasphemy; the Devils' dance. Those who's very being is ruled by prejudice and hate, Still have a chance to walk through Heavens' gate.
Look up all you sinners, somebody is watching you.
Look up all you sinners, he knows everything you do.
NOW is the time to clean off the slate
Christ has open arms, he understands, knows no hate.
This is, I believe, the gift he gave to man
On my spiritual foundation, planted I stand.