St. Nicholas of the Pines
Saturday, February 14, 2015
My Valentine
My Valentine©
By James E. Webber
I’d like to give a box of chocolates
To you on this day.
To tell you how I Love You
In a very special way.
I’d like to take you out to dine
On the most splendid fare.
All of these would let you know
Just how much I care.
I would like to send you flowers
In a special tied bouquet.
Or take you on an ocean cruse
To places far away.
I’d like to give you everything
Your heart is longing for,
Many things to say that you’re
The one that I adore.
You’re the rarest of the pearls
That anyone could find.
I’d like to share my life with you,
My Love, My Valentine.
On This Day of Love
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Beatitudes
Jesus "On Children"
Thursday, April 5, 2012
The Resurrection
Luke 24: 1-12
1 On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. 5 In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, "Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 'The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.' " 8 Then they remembered his words. 9 When they came back from the tomb, they told all these things to the Eleven and to all the others. 10 It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the others with them who told this to the apostles. 11 But they did not believe the women, because their words seemed to them like nonsense. 12 Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb. Bending over, he saw the strips of linen lying by themselves, and he went away, wondering to himself what had happened.
No Rock, No Cross, No Shroud
By James E. Webber
Before the dawn they went to find the place where he was laid,
With ointments, myrrh, and funeral spice, they found an empty grave.
The stone rolled back, and there inside they found the funeral shroud,
And once outside they saw the Lord Ascending in the clouds.
They ran to tell their brothers of the miracle He had shared,
No grave can hold the Lamb of God,
No rock, no cross, no shroud.
Beaten, bruised, His nail scared hands; they even pierced His side,
They could not defeat the Lamb of God, regardless how they tried,
A crown of thorns pressed to His head, a fate no man survives,
Prophetic word has come to pass, Our Lord is still Alive
May the Risen Christ fill your hearts during this Easter Season.
Old St Nicholas Church
Luke 24: 1-12
1 On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. 5 In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, "Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 'The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.' " 8 Then they remembered his words. 9 When they came back from the tomb, they told all these things to the Eleven and to all the others. 10 It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the others with them who told this to the apostles. 11 But they did not believe the women, because their words seemed to them like nonsense. 12 Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb. Bending over, he saw the strips of linen lying by themselves, and he went away, wondering to himself what had happened.
No Rock, No Cross, No Shroud
By James E. Webber
Before the dawn they went to find the place where he was laid,
With ointments, myrrh, and funeral spice, they found an empty grave.
The stone rolled back, and there inside they found the funeral shroud,
And once outside they saw the Lord Ascending in the clouds.
They ran to tell their brothers of the miracle He had shared,
No grave can hold the Lamb of God,
No rock, no cross, no shroud.
Beaten, bruised, His nail scared hands; they even pierced His side,
They could not defeat the Lamb of God, regardless how they tried,
A crown of thorns pressed to His head, a fate no man survives,
Prophetic word has come to pass, Our Lord is still Alive
May the Risen Christ fill your hearts during this Easter Season.
Old St Nicholas Church
Sunday, April 1, 2012
He is not here.
He is Risen
"Do not be amazed! You seek Jesus of Nazareth, the crucified. He has been raised; He is not here. Behold the place where they laid him. But go and tell his disciples and Peter, 'He is going before you to Galilee; there you will see him, as he told you.'"
"Do not be amazed! You seek Jesus of Nazareth, the crucified. He has been raised; He is not here. Behold the place where they laid him. But go and tell his disciples and Peter, 'He is going before you to Galilee; there you will see him, as he told you.'"
Saturday, March 24, 2012
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