Through All Of Life’s Challenges~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

Through all of life’s challenges,
times of means and of lean
on my Lord and Savior . . .
I have continued to lean.

For He has not forsaken,
nor left me on my own
He has always given me
access to His holy throne.

Through all of life’s trials,
when I called out His name
to my defense and rescue
He always faithfully came.

In His mighty hand He kept,
me safe from the fiery tests
always having for me
His good and honest best.

Through life’s many troubles,
on my Lord and Savior I’ve clung
trusting Him for all things . . .
no matter what life at me flung!

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Psalm 46:1

God is our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2020
Deborah Ann Belka

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Only Jesus ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

There’s no other name like Jesus,
no other One we can call on
no other person that can help us
to be to His Father drawn.

There’s no other name in heaven,
no other name given unto man
no other person who has for us
the way to salvation’s plan.

There’s no other name like Jesus,
no other One with such power
no other One we can rely on
no matter the given hour.

There’s no other name we know,
no other One that loves us
no other name that spells out
in whom we can always trust.

There is no other name that shines,
no other One has the light
no other name helping us
in the battles we fight.

There is no other name like Jesus,
no other name that we can call
no other person can save us
It’s only Jesus ~ or no one at all!

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Toy Joy

Peacock Poetry

At the ripe old age of 44, I no longer possess many of my childhood items with the exception of my 40 year old E.T. who still has a very special place in my heart. Good old E.T. has survived countless house moves (once even being rescued by the skin of his teeth from my buyer’s loft) and reminds me of innocence, wonder and a childlike sense of limitless possibility. No need to phone home when he’s around!

E.T.

Was four when you gave him to me

I’ve always held on to ET

For though he’s old and quite threadbare

and his two scratched blue eyes do stare

He is a part of who I am

My childhood and where I began

and even now when him I squeeze

The reassurance comes with ease

For he reminds me of the sense

Of hope and love and innocence

Of times when…

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Perfect Vision~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

Oh, if you had the insight,
that Jesus has today
you’d see how His death
prepared for all the way.

Then you’d understand,
the richness of His grace
how the steps of salvation
Jesus had to embrace.

Oh, to be enlightened,
to have the wisdom
to see through God’s eyes
with a perfect vision.

Then you’d see how glorious,
your inheritance will be
when the day in heaven
His magnificent you see.

Oh, to have eyes open,
hearts filled with His love
then all of us could spend
eternity with God above!

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1 Corinthians 2:9

But as it is written,
Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard,
neither have entered into the
heart of man, the things which
God hath prepared for them
that love him.

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2020
Deborah Ann Belka

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