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I have Paintings and poems but I don't know how to upload them now. I'm offered a link or an emoticon. Any ideas? Thank you ahead of time

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I love that poem Ruth Ann!



Picture them in heaven fighting over your loved one's soul and pray even harder for them.

The devil may be strong but Jesus has him beat
He's going down in defeat
Get your hands off of him
He was ransomed from sin
He belongs to me!
I have set him free

He tells you and Me
Don't give up and you'll see
The ultimate victory!


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My heart truly breaks for my unsaved brother. Many years ago he professed faith in Christ and proclaimed him as the one and only way. A few years ago, he turned to faith in legalistic Judaism and strongly says Jesus did not die for sin and that he is not the way to Heaven.
We have talked many times, but he won't budge. His son is a preacher and can't understand his dad's thinking.
All I can do is tell him John 14:6 1-6 and pray for him.
Oh how I want to see him saved. I know there are others on here who have unsaved loved ones too. Don't hesitate to share your desire for prayer for them here as well.

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I feel so much love from this team; it is like family.





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An inmate's poem
YOU MUSTN'T QUIT

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will
When the road youíve trudging seems all up hill
When the funds are law and the debts are high
And you want to smile but you have to sigh
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest, if you must-but donít you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns
As everyone of us sometimes learns
Many a failure turns about when he might
Have won has he stuck it out
Donít give up! Though the pace seems slow
You might succeed with another blow

Often the goal is nearer than it seems to a faint and fallen man
Often the struggler has given up when he might have captured the victorís cup
And he learned too late when the night slipped down.
How close he was to the golden crown

Success is failure! Turned inside out-
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close your are.
It may be near when it seems afar.

So stick to the fight when youíre hardest hit
Itís when things seem worst that you mustínt quit
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As for my life, itís a wreck! But Iíve found Godís body shop and Heís taking out the dents one by one. Heís given me a new paint job and is working on my interior. Given me synthetic oil and filled my tank full of fuel. This old wreck feels like a brand new vehicle cruising down the road. Every once in awhile I hit a bump and am praying Heíll one day give me new shocks. Oh, yeah, and this new one doesnít even need head lights- he is the light- no tail lights either- because Iím not gonna stop on my journey toward Him. He did put new bulbs in my caution lights though- I used them when I feel Satan trying to hitch a ride. Ha

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The Sunshine because sometimes I am happy and can make people laugh and sometimes I am joyful to be around and can make people feel warm inside.
The DARK SIDE because sometimes I am mad and can be mean to others and that makes me feel dark and gloomy inside and feels like I make others feel that way too!



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GOD GIVE US THE CHOICES TO MAKE



God give us choices to make: right or Wrong!
This hand belongs to me. Sometimes this hand reaches for the wrong things in life. Things that Satan uses to choose the wrong things to do, like reach for a bottle to get me a drink. He says it will make me feel good and all the pain will be gone; I believed this at one time.

This hand belongs to me. When this hand reaches for the Bible, :Godís Word of PromisesĒ, I feel at peace with myself, with others. I feel the love of God for He sent His Son here to suffer and die on the cross so that we would be saved and live a life of eternity in Heaven with Him always loved.


FROM M.G.

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FROM M.

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ONLY IN GOD IS THERE HOPE



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When I walk in total darkness, here I cannot see my loved ones. I share a life with Satan. Heíll drag me down straight to hell in the flames of fire . Iíll be forever suffer.



When I am walking in the Light, I walk with the Lord, I fellowship with people who show me how great Godís love can be. To live a life of hope, love for others and learn to live a life without drugs and jail.

Godís love is bountiful and everlasting
Heíll never let you down, He will never
Leave you nor forsake thee!!


FROM H.



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Pieces Repaired
I lay shattered, like a priceless broken vase. Irreparable, it seemed. Too much sadness had come my way. Doctors, psychiatrists, friends and family hovered over me. To no avail. I simply could not go on and prayed to die. One day I had a visitor. Silver head bent, eyes filled with care, she sat down by my bed. She never said much. She just held my hand in her strong, gnarled hand, gently rubbing each of my gingers. I began to relax. Tears streamed down this old womanís face as she felt my pain. A silent prayer went up. A current of love flowed between us. As she rose to leave, she placed a small gift-wrapped box near my bed. She spoike with a soft voice, ďMy dear this will help. She softly closed the door behind her as she left. I pulled on the brightly colored ribbon and opened the box. Inside laid a puzzle with no picture to go by the piece were worn form hard use. I began hesitantly then determined, alone, with my own thoughts. Piece by piece God whispered direction, gently untangling and strengthening my lifeís confused, broken chunks and splinters. He healed and soothed wounds as he and I worked hand in heart. Several months passed, both puzzles life and picture, were fitting
together. New joy came to me when I placed the last missing piece and revealed the face of Christ.
As I began to breathe, I closed my eyes. I pictured Jesus standing before me with outstretched arms. As I breathed in through my nose there was a smoke like stream emitting from Jesus that reached my nostrils. The smell was like nothing Iíve ever experienced- I wish I could explain the sweetness that made me tingle all over. I felt a peace made my body that warmed and soothed like a sunrise and flowed through me as a gentle stream. As I breathed out through my mouth I pictured a stream of red bot lava flowing out of me. Each lava rock represented my worries and fears. Jesus standing there is all His glory quenched the hot lava with just a glance. Each time I inhaled the more peace I felt. It was like lying in a big white fluffy cloud totally relaxed fearing nothing, just looking at the beauty of Godís promises. Each time I exhaled; I became lighter until at list I fell into a peaceful rest. Oh, the joy and love that overflowed within me. I could hear music that soothed and massaged my body. When I opened my eyes at last. I saw my life in a different light. I heard a song-Donít worry, be Happy and I gave thanks to my Heavenly Father of being my refuge and fortress. And Philippians 4:13 came to my mind, For I can do everything with the help of Christ who gives me the strength I need.








FROM GM

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TORN TO PIECES WHEN I DON'T LET GO AND LET GOD




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I feel so torn between what is right and what is wrong. emoticon
From Judy

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