What Wilt Thou Have Me To Do?

Lord, what wilt Thou that I should do? What is my task?
This question, leaping from my heart, I kneel to ask.
What place of duty can I fill? Where can I go?
To lighten, in Thy holy name, another's woe?
So many hearts are torn today, so many weep;
So many souls are passing now, through waters deep;
So many bear their loads alone, without Thy grace;
So many have not found in Thee a resting place.
'Mid scream of shells and roar of guns men bleed and die;
Gaunt hunger stalks through many lands,where children cry;
Whole nations groan beneath the lash Of conqueror's sway;
Were ever miseries so rife as in this day?
In such a world, with needs so vast, what can I do?
Fill Thou my heart with love like Thine, with pity, too.
Here are my hands, my feet, my all; lead Thou the way,
Where I may do Thy works again, "while it is yet day."

By Thomas O. Chisholm

The Day Christ Returns

You are in your car driving home. Thoughts wander to the game you want to see or meal you want to eat, when suddenly a sound unlike any you've ever heard fills the air. The sound is high above you.

A trumpet? A choir? A choir of trumpets?

You don't know, but you want to know. So you pull over, get out of your car, and look up.
As you do, you see you aren't the only curious one. The roadside has become a parking lot.
Car doors are open, and people are staring at the sky. Shoppers are racing out of the grocery store. The Little League baseball game across the street has come to a halt. Players and parents are searching the clouds. And what they see, and what you see, has never before been seen. As if the sky were a curtain, the drapes of the atmosphere part. A brilliant light spills onto the earth. There are no shadows. None. From whence came the light begins to tumble a river of color spiking crystals of every hue ever seen and a million more never seen. Riding on the flow is an endless fleet of angels. They pass through the curtains one myriad at a time, until they occupy every square inch of the sky.
North.
South.
East.
West.
Thousands of silvery wings rise and fall in unison, and over the sound of the trumpets, you can hear the cherubim and seraphim chanting, Holy, holy, holy. The final flank of angels is followed by twenty-four silver- bearded elders and a multitude of souls who join the angels in worship. Presently the movement stops and the trumpets are silent, leaving only the triumphant triplet: Holy, holy, holy. Between each word is a pause. With each word, a profound reverence. You hear your voice join in the chorus. You don't know why you say the words, but you know you must. Suddenly, the heavens are quiet. All is quiet. The angels turn, you turn, the entire world turns and there He is.
JESUS
Through waves of light you see the silhouetted figure of Christ the King. He is atop a great stallion, and the stallion is atop a billowing cloud. He opens his mouth, and you are surrounded by his declaration: I am the Alpha and the Omega. The angels bow their heads. The elders remove their crowns. And before you is a Figure so consuming that you know, instantly you know: Nothing else matters. Forget stock markets and school reports. Sales meetings and football games. Nothing is newsworthy.. All that mattered, matters no more....

For Christ Has Come...........................!!

Please let me know the exact time you read this. It is mystical--honest. This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, he saw me, and he asked: My child, what is your greatest wish for today? I responded:"Lord please; take care of the person who is reading this message, their family and their special friends. They deserve it and I love them very much. "The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginnings but not its end. This message works on the day you receive it. To some it may sound dumb, but the person who sent this to me was impressed with its timing. Let us see if it is true.
ANGELS DO EXIST, but sometimes, since they don't all have wings we call them....... FRIENDS, SUCH AS YOU.

By Max Lucado

Someone Cares

Someone cares and always will, The world forgets but God loves you still,
You cannot go beyond His love, no matter what you're guilty of,
For God forgives until the end, He is your faithful, loyal friend,
And though you try to hide your face, there is no shelter any place,
That can escape His watchful eye, for on the earth and in the sky,
He's ever present and always there, to take you in His tender care,
And bind the wounds and mend the breaks, when all the world around forsakes...,
Someone cares and loves you still, and God is the someone who always will.

Author: Helen Steiner Rice

Prayers are the Stairs to God

Prayers are the stairs we must climb every day,
If we would reach God there is no other way,
For we learn to know God when we meet Him in prayer,
And ask him to lighten our burden of care. '
So start in the morning and, though the way's steep,
Climb ever upward‘til your eyes close in sleep—
For prayers are the stair that leads to the Lord,
And to meet Him in prayer is the climber's reward.

Author: Helen Steiner Rice

Our Circle Of Friends

* Many people will walk in & out of your life, only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
* To handle yourself, use your head; To handle others, use your heart.
* Anger is only one letter short of danger.
* If someone betrays you once, it is his fault; If he betrays you twice, it is your fault.
* Great minds discuss ideas; Average minds discuss events; Small minds discuss people.
* He loses money, loses much; He loses a friend, loses much more; He loses faith, loses all.
* Beautiful young people are accidents of nature.
* Learn from the mistakes of others. You can't live long enough to make them all yourself.
* Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift.

* Friends, you and me .... You brought another friend .. And then there were 3 .....
......We started our group .... Our circle of friends .... There is no beginning or end ...

Here By Accident?

We are not here by accident; we are on this earth to make a difference in the lives of others around us. Oh, let me today make a positive impact on someone else's life, let their life be made better because they came across my path today, that is my prayer.

Author: Elizabeth Martens