Star Spangled Historyby Abby Kelly
Very few people have heard, or remember the words to Francis Scott Key's fourth verse. It is a beautiful poem that reminds us that God is the giver of freedom, our protector and the one in whom we place our trust.
Cross My Heart and Hope to Liveby Alan Allegra
I recently spoke at a luncheon on a very auspicious day: April 15. What comes to mind on that day? This year, it was Tax Day and Passover. It was also the anniversary of our home mortgage. In addition, it was between Good Friday and Easter. The message was an oratorical quilt, displaying the importance of the resurrection of Jesus Christ as the thread that ties these dates together.
Easter Celebration-God Is Not Done With You Yet!by Ngozi Nwoke
Who said your case is over and finished? It cannot be over until God is done with you or YOU say it is over. The problem is that many people give up when God is still at work with them. Beauty and glory will not be seen on you if you quit before God is finished with you. This article emphasizes the essence of Easter-the finished work of Christ
Easter is for Rememberingby Abby Kelly
Centuries later, in a quiet, upstairs room, Jesus and his disciples sat down to eat the Passover meal together and remember how God freed the Israelites. But, as Jesus broke the bread and poured the wine, He told the disciples something new...
Who Is This Child Jesus?by Ngozi Nwoke
Another season of celebrations have come, it is Christmas celebration time! It is a time to celebrate the birth of Jesus, but then, who is this child Jesus Christ? Many people just love Xmas time but they don't really know the child that was born that precious day and why it is so important to keep remembering the day He was born, about 2000 years ago. This article aims at telling who this Jesus is.
So all the lights and ornaments,
with all the tinsel too,
continued with their arguments
on who was besting who.
No Cookies From Grandmaby louis gander
No one was to blame but it wasn't the same
without fireplace or a flickering flame.
No stockings to see and no cider or tea,
not even a little ol' Christmas tree.
Christmas, In Silenceby louis gander
The house now is lifeless with rooms plain and bare.
Though silence is eerie, does anyone care?
Remember, I do, we had it trimmed good -
but corner's now empty where tree had once stood.
Something Tugged Meby louis gander
In fresh-fallen snow at the end of the day
were parallel tracks from a horse-driven sleigh -
which led down the road to the center of town.
I followed those tracks and I looked all around.