He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. ~ Psalm 147:3

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Keep Your Eyes on Jesus

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Jesus

Keep Your Eyes on Jesus

Through this world of tears and heartaches

There’s a Friend who cares for you

Just keep your eyes on Jesus

And your journey He’ll see you through

It’s hard to see over the mountain

When your troubles come in like a flood

But if you keep your eyes on Jesus

His blessings He’ll send from above

So keep your eyes on Jesus

When the tempter comes your way

He’ll keep your feet from stumbling

And always be your stay

Sandi Staton

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No More Autumn, No More Rain

Beware

Straight from the Heart

Beware

Beware

When darkness falls and shadows lurk

beneath the moonlit sky

When gusty winds turn icy cold

and bats begin to fly

When trees like monsters twist and bend

and hover overhead

When moans and howls pierce your soul

and all the earth seems dead

When your pounding heart nearly bursts

within your heaving chest

And your blood curdling screams and frightful shrills

are choking you to death

BEWARE

Sandi Staton

 

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Seeds of the Heart

Straight from the Heart

 

  Harvest Time

Seeds of the Heart

If you want to reap a harvest

of happiness and joy

 Plant with hardy seeds of  love

that nothing can destroy

Pull out the weeds of bitterness

that creep within your heart

And weeds of hate and anger and rage

that rip the soul apart

Water your harvest every day

with patience tolerance and peace

And brighten with a sunny smile

and a beautiful harvest you will reap

Sandi Staton

 

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The Haunted House

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Haunted House

Admit it. There’s something in the core of our being that is drawn to abandoned houses, dilapidated mills, and old barns. At least it was for my brothers and me. As kids, we’d ride our bikes through narrow, wooded country roads searching for a deserted house. One sunny afternoon, we hit the jackpot! Even now I can see it sitting far off the road, Its sagging roof nearly hidden by trees, vines, and tall weeds. Even in the sunlight, the house appeared dark and sinister, its broken windows, like hollow eyes, glaring intently. In spite of the overwhelming feeling that we shouldn’t be here, the sound of stones hitting the house, and a radio playing upstairs, we climbed the rotting steps and slowly opened the creaky door. Suddenly, crows cawed overhead, as if warning us to turn around and run for our lives. Of course, that was all part of…

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