Luvz Realm of Angels
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My Angel
By Rebecca Berry

Looking deep into your beautiful eyes,
I see something, it takes me by surprise.
Sparkling like a glass of wine,
I find your eyes looking right at mine.
I'm shocked,but I don't look away,
And I'm hoping like crazy that you'll stay.
My prayer answered, you do not move,
there's nothing that I have to prove.
You reach across and take my hand,
my feet now firmly in the sand.
I no longer stumble and fall,
and at last I can stand proud and tall.
No more am I lost, I remember my place;
and once again my life is filled with grace.
Your arms are strong, they are my guide.
You hold my hand, you're by my side.
You come to me when danger is near,
and your smile takes away all my fears.
With your help, I can get through life,
by taking away my pain and strife.
I cannot do it on my own,
without you here, I'm all alone.
At any time you could fly away,
but you rest your wings, and here you stay.

To Each His Own
Author Unknown

I cannot change the way I am,
I never really try,
God made me different and unique,
I never ask him why.

If I appear peculiar,
There's nothing I can do,
You must accept me as I am,
As I've accepted you.

God made a casting of each life,
Then threw the mold away,
Each child is different from the rest,
Unlike as night from day.

So often we will criticize,
The things that others do The same as me and you.

So God in all his wisdom,
Who knows us all by name,
He didn't want us to be bored,
That's why we're not the same.

~A Child's Angel~
(author unknown)

Once upon a time there was a child
ready to be born.
So one day he asked God:
They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow
but how am I going to
live there being so small and helpless?
Among the many angels, I chose one for you.
She will be waiting for you
and will take care of you.
But tell me, here in Heaven,
I don't do anything
else but sing and
smile, that's enough for me to be happy.
Your angel will sing for you and will
also smile for you every day.
And you will feel your angel's love and be happy.
And how am I going to be able to understand when
people talk to me, if
I don't know the language that men talk?
Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and
sweet words
you will
ever hear, and with much patience and care,
your angel will teach you
how to speak.
And what am I going to do when
I want to talk to you?
Your angel will place your hands together
and will teach you how to pray.
I've heard that on earth there are bad men.
Who will protect me?
Your angel will defend you
even if it means risking its life.
But I will always be sad because
I will not see you anymore.
Your angel will always talk to you about me
and will teach you the way
for you to come back to me,
even though I will always be next to you.
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven,
but voices from earth
could already be heard,
and the child in a hurry asked softly:
Oh God, if I am about to leave now,
please tell me my angel's name.
Your angel's name is of no importance,
you will call your angel:

The Wings of an Angel
Wings of Protection
by Marco Krooswijk

The touch of the angel
Innocent and caring
The wings spread out and cover my eyes
Protect me from any harm
That would come over me
But I take them away and sent them to you
For it is the only thing I can do
To show you I care
As comfort in these hard times
And me not being around
So angel watch over her
Don't let her get hurt
Do it as a personal favour...
...For me...

Copyright © 1997 Marco Krooswijk
All Rights Reserved

Never Far Away

I'm gone now, but I'm still very near.
Death can never separate us.
Each time you feel a gentle breeze,
It's My hand caressing your face.
Each time the wind blows,
It carries My voice whispering your name.
When the wind blows your hair ever so slightly,
Think of it as Me pushing
a few stray hairs back in place.
When you feel a few raindrops fall on your face,
It's Me placing soft kisses.
At night, look up in the sky
and see the stars shining so brightly.
I'm one of those stars and
I'm winking at you and smiling with delight
For never forget, you're the apple of My eye.

by Mary M. Green

This Moment

I may never see tomorrow;
there’s no written guarantee,
And things that happened yesterday
belong to history,
I cannot predict the future,
I cannot change the past,
I have just the present moment,
I must treat it as my last,

I must use this moment wisely
for it soon will pass away,
and be lost to me forever as part of yesterday,
I must exercise compassion,
help the fallen to their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless,
make an empty life complete,

The unkind things I do today may never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win
may nevermore be won,
I may not have another chance
on bended knee to pray,
And thank God with humble heart
for giving me this day.

Author Unknown


Imagine you and the Lord Jesus
are walking down the road together.
For much of the way,
the Lord's footprints go along steadily,
consistently, rarely varying in the pace.

But your prints are in a disorganized stream
of zig zags, starts, stops,
turnarounds, circles, departures and returns.
For much of the way, it seems
to go like this. But gradually,
your footprints come in line with the
Lord's, soon paralleling His steady footprints
consistently. You and Jesus are walking
as true friends. This seems perfect,
but now an interesting thing happens:
Your footprints that once etched the sand
next to the Master's now begin walking
precisely in His steps.
Inside His large footprints are your
smaller "sandprints," safely enclosed within His.
You and Jesus are becoming one;
this goes on for many miles.

But gradually you notice another change.
The footprints inside the larger footprints
seem to grow larger.
Eventually, they disappear altogether.
Now, there is only one set of footprints.
They have become one.
Again, this goes on for a long time.

But then something awful happens.
The second set of footprints is back.
And this time it seems even worse.
Zig zags all over the place.
Stop.... start. Deep gashes in the sand.
A veritable mess of prints.
You are amazed --- and shocked.
But this is the end of your dream.
Now you wake and speak.
"Lord, I understand the first scene
with the zig zags and fits and starts and so on.
I was a new Christian, just learning.
But You walked on with me through the storms,
and helped me learn to walk with You."

"That is correct."
"Yes, when the smaller footprints were inside
of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your
steps. I followed You very closely."
"Very good. You have understood everything so far."
"Then the smaller footprints grew and eventually
filled in with Yours.
I suppose that I was actually growing so much
that I was becoming more like You in every way."
"But this is my question, Lord.
Was there a regression of something?
The footprints went back to two,
and this time it was worse that the first."

The Lord smiles, then laughs.
"You didn't know?" He says.
"That was when we danced."
For He will turn your mourning into dancing.

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