Friday, October 2, 2009

The Moon

You are all probably wondering..."What's up with all the pictures?!? Where's the poetry!?!?" I know, I know. I've been having a lot of fun with my new camera and I promise I will be thinking more in the poetry realm soon...once the newness of my beloved camera wears off! ;D jk...well, anyways, I hope you like these new pics of our lovely MOON! I couldn't believe I could actually take these...yay! And that verse just came to mind as I, like David, considered the heavens, the moon, and the stars...............



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Monday, September 28, 2009

VOTE 4 TY :)

I made this poster for my younger cousin who is, as you can see, running for Vice President of his school. I took all the pictures and he and his twin sister Kelsey were the models. :D They did a great job and these were SUPER fun to take! :)
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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

More pictures taken with new camera...at dear friends' house

These pictures were taken the day I got my new camera. We were in Dallas (Competitive Cameras...check it out - they're GREAT!) and on the way home we stopped and had dinner with some dear friends of ours. P.S. Their little boy calls our family the Bunpans. (a.k.a.Brunsons!!) ;D
P.P.S. The BIG white dog's name is Charles Haddon Spurgeon...Spurgeon for short...can you guess who he was named after?! ;D

Pictures taken with my New Camera

Hi, Everyone! These pictures I took with my new Canon Powershot SX20 IS camera. I really have enjoyed it so far!!(p.s. for those of you who saw before when I posted pictures under the title "Taken with a new camera"...that camera was actually borrowed. This one is really a new camera that belongs to me. :D) By the way, some of the pictures from this post are distorted when you double click them...if you would like a copy please contact me. (Post a comment and tell me)

Rain drops on roses... ;D

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Poem of the Week (Part One)

My righteousness is water

But the Savior I call mine

Transforms my watery nothingness

Into wonderfully rich wine

I am Nicodemus coming in the night

Ignorant of grace, knowledge I dearth

Christ teaches me truth

He shows me rebirth


I was the dying son at Capernaum

I had nothing left to give

But at the sound of Jesus' voice

I obeyed him and lived.


I was a fisherman at the waterside

I went along with other men

But when He called me to fish for souls instead

I dropped my net and followed him


I, like Simon's mother in law,

Feverishly tossed and turned

But Christ lifted me up, he took my hand

And from Him, I have learned


I was a leper scorned by everyone

Cursed and called unclean

Yet, Jesus came and because "He willed"

He all at once made me white and clean


Crowds of distractions stood before me

But friends lead me to the roof

They let me down to the Holy Lord

Today I walk, my sins forgiven, I praise the God of Truth!


I was the servant sick of the palsy

Tormented grievously

He filled my heart with abounding faith

And at once He set me free

I was the dead son carried forth from Naim

Set at the feet of God All Wise

Though death is all my soul could claim

He said to me, "Arise."

A storm within me rolled with rage

I of little faith was wont of ease

His hand was raised, His voice was calm

He said, "Be still." And there was, "Peace."

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Fun Camping Pic! :D




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Poem of the Week

In honor of a VERY good friend of mine, Sarah Simpson (DeGroot now, PTL!) She just recently married Bryce DeGroot (this past weekend.) May the Lord bless them as a couple and grow them together in grace and love for each other and Himself!
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The Bride

Innocent and beautiful is the young and blushing bride

The valiant man she calls her groom stands beaming at her side.~

Yonder on you see a man who gave away her hand-

A father who's watched over her until she joined this man.~

A figure so pretty beside him, full of virtue, love, and grace-

She is the happy little mother with tears of joy rolling down her face.~

Young men stand close by also with brotherly pride and love,

Knowing it is their sister's beauty that everyone speaks of.~

Her younger sisters look to her and dream of their big day,

When their father will once again give his daughter's hand away.~

Family and friends give their kind works of congratulation,

And their thanks for inviting them to this memorable celebration.~

The bride slips away from the happy crowd to speak with another Guest,

One who she is the most glad to have near and who she knows the best.~

It is her Savior, her Father, and Lord who is watching over this day,

And she can trust He will always be there for her, come what may.~

She thanks Him for His greatness; His grace to her in life.

She's grown from child into woman and now into someone's wife.~

Stand with her, Thou the God of all, be ever at her side.

Keep in Your merciful, kind hands this young and blushing bride!~


©Allix Brunson

June 17, 2009