Friday, October 2, 2009
The Moon
Monday, September 28, 2009
VOTE 4 TY :)
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
More pictures taken with new camera...at dear friends' house
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
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
Poem of the Week
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




