Faith Swells ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

Faith rises,
in the waves
for our Savior
we know will save.

Then when life,
comes crashing down
in troubles waters
we will not drown.

Faith swells,
in the surges
where hope in God
onward urges.

Then when challenges,
are all surrounding
our confidence
will keep abounding.

Faith rises,
above the swells
it comes from where
the Holy Spirit dwells!

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Matthew 14:30-31

But when he saw the wind boisterous,
he was afraid; and beginning to sink,
he cried, saying, Lord, save me.

And immediately Jesus stretched forth
his hand, and caught him, and said
unto him, O thou of little faith,
wherefore didst thou doubt?

Psalm 107:29

He maketh the storm a calm,
so that the waves thereof
are still.

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2019
Deborah Ann Belka

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Silence and Solitude – #Poetry of the #Loneliness and #Hope

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_Dying_Dream_

Silence.

It borders on my Sanity like a perimeter fence, locking out my Solitude, Barring me from myself.

From You.

And Chaos Wakens within me, like the Opening Eye of Daylight, the turmoil of My Soul.

Solitude is Beautiful.

Solitude is Violence to my Heart.

Solitude is something, although I have little or any Awareness of what it is exactly;

Still it Exists and is very much a part of me.

Yet it is rather like a Part of Me I could live without, something necessary, but not Vital in sustaining me.

Silence.

It keeps me from Sharing that which I would rather not Share.

Or if I Would, I’d ought to not.

Or if I ought to not, I rather Would.

Silence And Solitude.

The inner workings of a Heart in Need of more than what it knows it wants,

But that it wants what it knows it longs…

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Andrew Jackson Higgins – A Legacy

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Andrew Jackson Higgins

Andrew Jackson Higgins, the man Dwight D. Eisenhower once credited with winning World War II, was a wild and wily genius.

At the New Orleans plant where his company built the boats that brought troops ashore at Normandy on June 6, 1944, Higgins hung a sign that said, “Anybody caught stealing tools out of this yard won’t get fired — he’ll go to the hospital.”

Whatever Higgins did, he did it a lot. “His profanity,” Life magazine said, was “famous for its opulence and volume.” So was his thirst for Old Taylor bourbon, though he curtailed his intake by limiting his sips to a specific location.

I only drink,” he told Life magazine, “while I’m working.”

It is Higgins himself who takes your breath away,” Raymond Moley, a former FDR adviser,  wrote in Newsweek in 1943. “Higgins is an authentic…

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A Cheery Giver~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

God loves a giver,
cheerful and cheery
He loves when we help
the weak and weary.

He loves a donor,
who gives freely
in the name of Jesus
gifts of charity.

God loves a giver,
happy and joyful
He loves when we aid
the poor and woeful.

He loves a supplier,
without any strings
for they seek no return
for the gifts they bring.

God loves a giver,
cheery and cheerful
He loves seeing us give
with a heart joyful!

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2 Corinthians 9:7

Every man according as he purposeth
in his heart, so let him give; not
grudgingly, or of necessity:
for God loveth a cheerful giver.

Acts 20:35

I have shewed you all things,
how that so labouring ye ought
to support the weak, and to
remember the words of the
Lord Jesus, how he said,
It is more blessed to give
than to receive.

King James Version

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