Poetry

 The Blood Still Flows

It flows, it flows, it flows so freely

The blood on the cross still flows

For you and for me, for all of our loved ones

Can still know the Savior and love He bestows

It’s free, it’s free, it’s free for all

God’s plan of redemption is free

Come now and find pardon and peace and joy

The blood still means victory for you and for me!

Jan K.

Are You Still Believing?

 

Do you still believe in the One

who died and saved your soul?

Or have you become weary

and let life’s battles roll?

Do you feel your heart yearning

and your arms stretched out?

Or have you loosened your strings

and become full of doubt?

Do you want to keep on fighting

in the name of the Lord?

Or take a backseat and

allow the devil his reward?

Let us pray to the One who is in control

and let us pray without ceasing,

We are leaning on Earth’s last door

Are you ready to enter in?

Jan

 

The Majestic Rock

 

The rock stands firm in the deep

A solemn force, a promise to keep,

 

The soft supple waves break gently against her

Sheltering the soul, beauty and structure,

 

A path carves the way to the heart

Entering every crevasse and satisfying every part,

 

As each crevasse is quenched around her

The overflow cascades back into the river,

 

The majestic rock that holds its beauty

Is a spectacular formation from God’s wondrous story.

 

His word is firm, and true and just

His love compels us; serve Him we must,

 

To be drawn to the rock of ages of old

Is a privilege to know the greatest story ever told!

 

 

 

ãJan Keats    

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Here I Am

 

As I lay on my bed

All alone and frail,

All I have are my thoughts,

For this old body has nothing to tell.

“Call on me,” whispered a voice.

 

I think about my children

And reflections of my youth,

All I have are my thoughts

Because I can no longer move,

“Call on me,” whispered a voice.

 

As I remain here in my room

Waiting for my eternal destination;

All I have are my thoughts,

There’s no one to share as a companion.

“Call on me,” whispered a voice.

 

As I look around my room and hallway

I feel like shouting, “I need someone.”

And then a voice was heard from within,

“Cast all your cares on me, I am God’s redeeming Son!”

“Here I am, call on me,” whispered the voice.

 

 

ãJan Keats

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God’s Grace Through It All

 

 

The rain comes to wash away the sin,

The sun shines to birth new shoots of life,

The moon appears to offer direction at the midnight hour,

And grace comes to encompass the souls who need him.

 

The world is filled with turmoil, we know,

The sky and earth gives way to fury,

This is when we ask,  “Why?” God, “Why?”

And then, God’s grace fills our hearts again.

 

God hears the cry of the righteous,

He listens to every fainthearted whisper,

He is near to the victims of the swelling flood and

He is wrapped around the child caught in the swirl,

All because God’s grace is through it all.

 

When we reach the other shore we’ll understand it better,

The depth of God’s love and the nearness and riches of his grace,

“You’re right Lord!” This world was not my home. We passed through it together.”

You landed me safely in the bosom of your grace!

 

 

 ã copyright       Jan Keats

 

 

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LIFE IS…

Life Is: Learning, Growing and Experiencing;

       It’s: Falling, Failing, and Fearing

 

Life Is: Seeking, Searching, and Reaching;

       It’s: Losing, Whining, and Weeping

 

Life Is: Living, Laughing, and Giving;

       It’s: Rejecting, Frowning, and Upsetting

 

Life Is: Helping, Doing, and Ministering;

       It’s: Hurting, Dying, and Grieving

 

Life Is: A cycle of God’s unconditional love,

That is meant for each one of us to recycle!

 

Love Someone Today!

 

Jan Keats

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THE LIGHT WAY

He’s the light of my life

And the glory of my soul,

Since I gave Him my heart

He has made me whole

 

Though the road of the world is easy

Because many have travelled there,

But heaven is a greater splendor

The rewards are better up there

 

To live in the light

We must trust and obey,

For great is His Kingdom

That is coming someday

 

If only our loved ones could see

The love and promises of our Savior,

What great rejoicing in heaven

For yours and mine to reign forever!

 

Jan Keats

 

 

 

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 The Christmas Story

Christmas comes but once a year to celebrate the joy of life

The life that freely gives from a realm without strife.

 

The message of Christmas was sent with God’s love abiding

And was delivered from heaven on the first Christmas morning.

 

Baby Jesus had a purpose for coming to Earth

To live and to die for all which was only possible through His birth.

 

At the right time Jesus ascended to prepare a place for you and I

Once again He’ll return to take us home,

Because Christ is real love and the real reason why!

 

Jan Keats

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