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I was walking down life’s highway a long time ago.
One day I saw a sign that read, “Heaven’s Grocery Store”.
As I got a little closer the door came open wide,
and when I came to myself I was standing inside.
I saw a host of Angels, they were standing everywhere.
One handed me a blanket and said, “My Child shop with care”.
Everything a Christian needs is in that grocery store,
and all you can’t carry, come back the next day for more.

First, I got some Patience, Love was in the same row.
Further down was Understanding, needed everywhere you go.
I got a box or two of Wisdom, a bag or two of Faith,
I just couldn’t miss the Holy Ghost, it was all over the place.
I stopped to get some Strength and Courage to help me run this race,
but then my blanket was getting full, and I remembered I needed Grace.

I didn’t forget Salvation, which like the others was free,
so I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me.
Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill,
for I thought I had everything to do my master’s will.
As I went up the aisle, I saw Prayer and had to put it in,
for I knew when I stepped outside, I would run right into sin.
Peace and Joy were plentiful, they were on the last shelf.
Song and Praises were hanging near, so I just helped myself.

Then I said to the Angel, “How much do I owe”?
The Angel smiled and said, “Just take them everywhere you go.”
Again, I politely asked “How much do I really owe?”
The Angel smiled again and said, “My Child, Jesus Paid Your Bill
A Long Time Ago.”

I think everyday should be special but this was given to me years ago and I enjoy it . It is a true blessing to be able to share your heart I wouldnt want a perfect one

 

 

 

 

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.

The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said "Why, your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."

The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but it was full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.

The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought?

The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed.

"You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine. Mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared."

"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love, is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.

Just something I like to keep and see

 

 

The Christmas Nail

 

It's Christmas time at our house
and we're putting up the tree.
I wish I could find some simple way
to remember Christ's gift to me.
Some little sign or symbol
to show friends stopping by,
The little babe was born one day
but He really came to die.
Some symbol of His nail-pierced hands,
the blood He shed for you and me.
What if I hung a simple nail
on my shining Christmas tree?
A crimson bow tied round the nail
as His blood flowed down so free,
To save each person from their sin
and redeem us for eternity.
I know it was His love for us
that held Him to the tree,
But when I see this simple nail
I know He died for me.

The Legend Of the Christmas Prayer

Once upon a time, at Christmas time, long ago, a man who had a big

heart, but little money, dreamt he could give his friends endless

riches. When he awoke, the dream kept running through his mind, over and

over. Finally, he asked himself: "If I could give my friends anything,

what would I give?" He smiled as he began to think of all the wondrous

things he could buy for them. But then he thought: "I'm a happy man,

yet I have none of those things." And he began to think that perhaps

real wealth could not be measured in riches. Perhaps there were gifts

of greater value than the things money could buy. In the still of the

night, he pondered these things and thought of Christmas and what it

meant to him. Taking out his quill, he began to write on a parchment scroll:

 

On the first day of Christmas,

I pray for you JOY, in abundance and laughter, for joy cures our ills

and joy makes our spirits soar.

My servants shall sing for joy of heart Isaiah 65:14

 

On the second day of Christmas,

I pray for you a SIGH, when you need one, for a sigh clears the heart as

a cough clears the throat, and with a sigh comes acceptance of what we

cannot change.

Let all those rejoice who put their trust in You.

Psalms 5:11

 

One the third day of Christmas,

I pray for you TEARS, when you need them, for tears clear the eyes to

see the stars and cleanse the soul to let healing begin.

You number my wanderings; put my tears into Your bottle.

Psalm 56:8

 

On the fourth day of Christmas,

I pray for you SERENITY, for fights and wars start in individual

breasts and that is where they must end.

What does the LORD require of you but to do justly, to love mercy, and to

walk humbly with your God?

Micah 6:8

 

On the fifth day of Christmas,

I pray for you WISDOM, for our priceless gift is the gift of choice and

we should use it well everyday, in word and deed.

He who heeds the word will find good.

Proverbs 16:20

 

On the sixth day of Christmas,

I pray for you PATIENCE, for most troubles pass if we wait them out,

and success comes with persistence.

Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for Him.

Psalm 37:7

 

On the seventh day of Christmas,

I pray for you COURAGE, for there may be many pitfalls and dangers

ahead and problems can only be solved when they are faced.

Be strong and of good courage, do not fear nor be afraid... For the

LORD your God, He is the One who goes with you. Deuteronomy 31:6

 

On the eight day of Christmas,

I pray for you COMPASSION, for we cannot help others until we

understand them, and we cannot understand them until we walk in their shoes.

Execute true justice, show mercy and compassion everyone to his brother.

Zechariah 7:9

 

On the ninth day of Christmas,

I pray for you a WILLINGNESS to work, for work turns dreams to reality

whether the dreams are ours or belong to those we can help.

Do you see a man who excels in his work? He will stand before kings.

Proverbs 22:29

 

On the tenth day of Christmas,

I pray UNWAVERING FAITH, for faith shapes our morals and our destiny

and draws us closer to God.

The just shall live by his faith.

Habakkuk 2:4

 

On the eleventh day of Christmas,

I pray for you a Mind full of HOPE, For hope determines our attitudes,

sets our goals and Creates our Ideals.

You are my hope, O Lord God, You are my trust.

Psalm 71:5

 

On the twelfth day of Christmas,

I pray for you a heart so full of LOVE, that everyday you must give

some away to those whose paths you cross.

Now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is

love.

1 Corinthians 13:13

 

And with each prayer, the man realized he was not giving a gift at all,

but hoping that his friends would find the gifts they already had within them.

Each time he wrote a prayer, a marvelous thing happened. It seemed to

him that the prayer, although offered for his friends, remained in his

heart and produced in him the very thing he prayed for them. The man

copied his scroll and sent the Christmas prayer to special friends,

just As I am doing for YOU now, and that is where the legend of the

Christmas prayer is lost in the mists of time. The man was never heard

of again but, over the years, the Christmas Prayer began to appear all over the world.

People on obscure villages and big cities would receive at Christmas

time a copy of the scroll from a friend. And so the wonder multiplied,

until the story finally reached YOU. May you, too, feel the warmth and

enjoy the riches of the Christmas Prayer