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Dear Lord:

Could you spare some Guardian Angels

to give us peace of mind,

As our children wonder from us

and stretch the ties that bind?

You have Heavenly Legions Father

could you spare us just a few,

to guide our eager youngsters

as we give them unto you.

Oh thank you, thank you Father.

And Oh our glad hearts sings

for we're certain that just now we heard

the "swush" of passing wings.

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'Twas the Night Before Jesus

'Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house

Not a creature was praying, no one in the house

Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care

in hopes that Jesus would not come there.

The childern were dressing to crawl into bed.

Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.

And mom in her rocker with a baby on her lap

Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.

When out of the East there arose such a clatter.

I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!

What what to my wondering eyes should appear

But angles proclaiming that Jesus was here

With a light like the sun sending forth bright ray

I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!

The light of His face made me cover my head

It was Jesus! returning just like He had said.

And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth.

I cried when I saw Him in sprite of myself.

In the Book of Life which He held in His hand.

Was written the name of every saved man.

He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;

When He said "It's not here" my head hung in shame.

The people whose names had been writeen with love

He gathered to take to His Father above.

With those who were ready He rose without a sound

While all the rest were left standing on ground.

I fell to my knees, but it was too late;

I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.

I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;

Oh, if only I had been ready this very night.

In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;

The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There's only one life and when comes the last call
We'll find that the Bible was true after all!

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My Pledge

Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against some rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.

V V

If Scripture now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.

V V

Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That's no offense; it's a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.
V V

For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate,
God's name is prohibited by the state.
V V

We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They've outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.
V V

We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior King.
It's "inappropriate" to teach right from wrong,
We're taught that such "judgments" do not belong.
V V

We can get our condoms and birth controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.
V V

It's scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns the school's a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please take

Amen

Innocent Child

Day is done, gone the sun

from the lake, the hills, the sky.

Safely rest, all is well.

God keep you in his eye.

My beautiful babe, my lovely child

keep your spirit lively and free.

Care only for the now, not of what is to come

that is not for your eyes to see.

Your body is weary, your mind is tired

Sleep, lay your head to rest.

You safe in my arms, no need for worry;

Remember Mother knows best.

~Amy Lawson & Unknown~

She was a phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight;
A lovely apparition...
And yet a spirit still and bright,
With something of an angel light.

~William Wordsworth

The worst death?
Three men stand before St. Peter awaiting admission into Heaven.
                                             However, St. Peter has been informed that Heaven will only admit
                                             33% of applicants today. The admissions standard: Who died the
                                             worst death? So, St. Peter takes each of the three men aside in
                                             turn and asks them about how they died.
                                             
                                             First man: "I'd been suspecting for a long time that my wife was
                                             cheating on me. I decided to come home early from work one
                                             afternoon and check to see if I could catch her in the act. When
                                             I got back to my apartment, I heard the water running. My wife
                                             was in the shower. I looked everywhere for the guy, but couldn't
                                             find anyone or any trace that he had been there. The last place
                                             I looked was out on the balcony.
                                             
                                             I found the jerk hanging from the edge, trying to get back
                                             in! So I started jumping up and down on his hands, and he
                                             yelled, but he didn't fall. So I ran inside and got a hammer,
                                             and crushed his fingers with it until he fell twenty-five floors
                                             screaming in agony. But the fall didn't kill the guy! He
                                             landed in some bushes! So I dragged the refirgerator from the
                                             kitchen (it weighed about a ton), pulled it to the balcony, and
                                             hurled it over the edge. It landed right on the guy and killed
                                             him. I was trying to lean over and take a look when I slipped and fell too.""
                                             
                                             St. Peter nodded slowly as the man recounted the story. Then,
                                             telling the first man to wait, he took the second aside.
                                             
                                             Second man: "I lived on the twenty-seventh floor of this
                                             apartment building. I had just purchased this book on morning
                                             exercises and was practicing them on my balcony, enjoying the
                                             sunshine, when I lost my balance and fell off the edge. Luckily,
                                             I only fell about two floors before grabbing another balcony and
                                             holding on for dear life. I was trying to pull myself up when
                                             this guy came running onto what must have been his balcony and
                                             started jumping up and down on my hands. I screamed in pain, but
                                             he seemed really irate. When he finally stopped, I tried to pull
                                             myself up again, but he came out with a hammer and smashed my
                                             fingers to a pulp! I fell, and I thought I was dead, but I
                                             landed in some bushes. I couldn't believe my second stroke of
                                             luck, but it didn't last. The last thing I saw was this enormous
                                             refrigerator falling from the building down on top of me and
                                             crushing me."
                                             
                                             St. Peter comforted the man, who seemed to have several broken
                                             bones. Then he told him to wait, and turned to the third man.
                                             
                                             Third man: "Picture this. You're hiding in a refrigerator..."
                                             

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Granny's Bedtime Lullaby
Five little angels 'round my bed.
One at the foot and one at the head.
One to watch and one to pray,
and one to take my sins away.
 
The Guardian
There are those who believe,
So the story is told,
That at birth you receive
Your own Angel to hold.
You come into this world
On a wing and a prayer,
And through your lifetime
She will always be there.
A guardian Angel
Who will guide what you do,
Her pure essence is love
Sent to watch over you.

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Mark Chapter 17

After his message, Rev. Smith told his congregation that to

prepare for next week's message, he wanted everyone to read Mark

Chapter 17.

The next week he asked the congregation, "Who read Mark Chapter

17?" A few at a time, most of the people raised their hands.

Rev. Smith looked at them sternly and said, "The last chapter of

Mark is chapter 16. Now I will have my sermon on lying."

God Is Watching

Children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Christian school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The teacher made a note, "Take only one apple, God is watching!" Moving through the line, to the other end of the table, was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies. A young boy wrote a note, "Take all you want, God is watching the apples."

A Lesson in Sharing

A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin, 7, Ryan, 5. The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake. Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson. "If Jesus were sitting here, He would say, 'Let my brother have the first pancake. I can wait.'" Kevin turned to his younger brother and said, "Ryan, you be Jesus!"

Car in Heaven

Three guys died; when they got to the pearly gates, St. Peter met them and said, "I know that you guys are forgiven because you're here. Before I let you into Heaven, I have to ask you something. Your answer will depend on what kind of car you get. You have to have a car in Heaven because Heaven is so big!" The first guy walks up and Peter asks the first guy, "How long were you married?" The first guy says, "24 years." "Did you ever cheat on your wife?" Peter asked. The guy said, "Yeah, 7 times, but you said I was forgiven." Peter said, "Yeah, but that's not too good. Here's a Pinto to drive." The second guy walks up and gets the same question from Peter and says, "I was married for 41 years and cheated on her once, but that was our first year, so we really worked it out." Peter said, "I'm pleased to hear that; here's your Lincoln." The third guy walked up and said, "Peter, I know what you're going to ask. I was married for 63 years and didn't even look at another woman! I treated my wife like a queen!" Peter said, "That's what I like to hear. Here's a Jaguar!" A little while later, the two guys with the Lincoln and the Pinto saw the guy with the Jaguar crying on the golden sidewalk, so they went to see what was the matter. When they asked the guy with the Jaguar what was wrong, he said, "I just saw my wife; she was on a skateboard!"