Christmas poem ---- Father God

Discussion in 'Off Topic' started by Mountainman, Dec 20, 2008.

  1. Mountainman

    Mountainman Active Member


    Oh Father God on this special day
    a little one was born to save us
    and show us the way.

    Knowing what we had done so very much
    you had to give your only Son
    so we would not lose touch.

    To fellowship with you Father God
    knowing no end of time
    your Son had to shed his blood
    so as to save
    wicked souls such as mine.

    The Lord knew of the pain
    that he would have to go through
    to save us from the shame and sin
    that would separate us from you.

    Mountainman 12-23-04​
    Last edited: Dec 20, 2008

  2. beachcruiser

    beachcruiser Member

    There are two seas in Palestine

    One is fresh,and fish are in it. Splashes of green adorm its banks. Trees spread their branches over it and stretch out their thirsty roots to sip of its healing waters.
    Along its shores the children play, as children played when He was there. He loved it. He could look across its silver surface when He spoke His parables.And on a rolling plain not far away He fed five thousand people.

    The river Jordon makes this sea with sparkling water from the hills.So it laughs in the sunshine. And men build their houses near to it, and birds their nest; and every kind of life is happier because it is there.
    The river Jordon flows on south into another sea.
    Here is no splash of fish,no fluttering leaf, no song of birds, no children's laughter. Travellers choose another route, unless on urgent business. The air hangs heavy above its waters, and neither man nor beast nor fowl will drink.

    What makes this mighty difference in these neighbor seas? Not the river Jordon. It empties the same good water into both.
    This is the difference. The Sea of Galilee recieves but does not keep the Jordon. For every drop that flows into it another, drop flows out. The giving and recieving go on in equal measure. The other rea is shrewder, hoarding its income jealously. It will not be tempted into any generous impulse. Every drop it gets, it keeps.
    The Sea of Galilee gives and lives. This other sea gives nothing.
    It is named' The Dead.
    There are two kinds of people in the world.
    There are two seas in Palestine.
    by Bruce Barton
  3. Mountainman

    Mountainman Active Member


    thank you -- for a good message shared with us all

    have a nice Christmas -- from - Mountainman
  4. Mountainman

    Mountainman Active Member

    thought it may be time to bring this one back around
  5. give me vtec

    give me vtec Active Member

    merry Christmas...
  6. robin bird

    robin bird Member

    Thanks so much--merry Christmas !!!!!!!!!
  7. mikem

    mikem Member

    Thanks MountainMan and Beachcruiser ...
    Merry Christmas to all !
  8. HoughMade

    HoughMade Guest

    Good stuff guys, Thanks.
  9. professor

    professor Active Member

    Wow. The poem and the story are both very good.
  10. Mountainman

    Mountainman Active Member

    given to us by God

    from up top this very old mountain
    given to us by God
    wishing for all of you out there

    A Very Blessed Christmas

    from Bob the Mountainman​
  11. HoughMade

    HoughMade Guest

    No poet, I- I will defer to a master.

    Christmas Bells

    I HEARD the bells on Christmas Day
    Their old, familiar carols play,
    And wild and sweet
    The words repeat
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    And thought how, as the day had come,
    The belfries of all Christendom
    Had rolled along
    The unbroken song
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    Till ringing, singing on its way,
    The world revolved from night to day,
    A voice, a chime,
    A chant sublime
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    Then from each black, accursed mouth
    The cannon thundered in the South,
    And with the sound
    The carols drowned
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    It was as if an earthquake rent
    The hearth-stones of a continent,
    And made forlorn
    The households born
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    And in despair I bowed my head;
    "There is no peace on earth," I said;
    "For hate is strong,
    And mocks the song
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"

    Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
    "God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
    The Wrong shall fail,
    The Right prevail,
    With peace on earth, good-will to men."

    Henry Wordsworth Longfellow- 1864
  12. Stan4d

    Stan4d New Member

    Merry Christmas to ALL!