~ *LOVE IS* ~
Love is the first time
Your heart skipped a beat
When you looked at the women
You knew would be your wife…
Love is seeing your baby
Take its very first step
And know their independents
Shall soon Follow…
Love is watching a clear creek
Run rapidly to the river
Which soon flows gently
Into the arms of the baby blue ocean!
Love is rewarded by the trees
When the wind blows they clap there leaves
To rejoice the gentle breeze
That makes there spirit soar like an eagle!
Written By: JUDY EAST
JUST TAKE A MOMENT TO LOOK AT WHAT THE WORLD HAS TO OFFER.
JUST TO SAY
There is love everywhere it is not hard to find if your Eyes are Open......
In Enemy territory
A missionary conveying the love of our God to the third world country involved in a horrendous battle spiritual and political. He acknowledges in my heart that the Lord shields me in his arms. He also was human for that reason; we can be overwhelmed with duress in disturbing times. I often recall an isolated incident that the Lord made his presents abundantly obvious that put my mind at ease.
Are assemblage were attempting to evacuate throw an intense antagonistic military region, it was unmistakable by the artillery fire close and the tracer flashes of light from the explosions and the whistling of artillery hitting in close proximity.
Are assemblage traveled in hours of darkness it was the securest times to make are excursions. In the concealment of night with the only illumination coming from the approaching defense forces, can convert into eerie feelings. This night we had to evacuate at a minutes notification, we had to submerge into the concealment of the tropical forest.
The Territorial Army proceeded too insert by force and occupy near by. Our transportation was concealed one hundred yards away from the structure that we were occupying in, He fell behind and unsuccessful made it to our transportation; He became left behind in the line of artillery fire illuminating the heavens resembling independents day back home.
My transportation attempted one remaining endeavor to come back to rescue me. He heard them blow the horn; He crawled out a window of an abandon structure that the Territorial Army shot out with weaponry fire. However, the van did not accomplish this endeavor; left behind unaided He remained in the antagonistic military invasion. Overwhelmed with feelings of complete terror,
He proceeded to plead for protection from the Lord. The subsequent day my companions return to retrieve me he inquired why they left me behind! They requested in condescending manner, “Who were those three enormous men accompanying you--- we were apprehensive and uncertain, and decided not to stop?” “I was unaccompanied” He replied. The Lord sent his Archangels to look after me in my ultimate time of need! We are by no means lacking assistance!
we are not alone....