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Re: [giftoflovingkindness] RE: When Jesus looks upon my life

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  • KMElizabeth
    Thank you so very much for this. What a great way to start the day with such a message you brought, I m sure many feel the same.   Have a blessed day,
    Message 1 of 3 , Dec 1, 2009
      Thank you so very much for this. What a great way to start the day with such a message you brought, I'm sure many feel the same.
       
      Have a blessed day,
      Elizabeth


      --- On Thu, 11/26/09, Isabelle Efstathiou <efstathiouisabelle@...> wrote:

      From: Isabelle Efstathiou <efstathiouisabelle@...>
      Subject: [giftoflovingkindness] RE: When Jesus looks upon my life
      To: borgor@..., "connie hillier" <hillier_connie@...>, giftoflovingkindness@yahoogroups.com, HeartBodyMindSoulNSpirit@yahoogroups.com, Loving-Arms@yahoogroups.com, TheCybugle@yahoogroups.com, borgor@...
      Cc: "Carol Armstrong" <clarmstrong@...>, "connie hillier" <hillier_connie@...>
      Date: Thursday, November 26, 2009, 6:37 AM

       
      When Jesus looks upon my life,
      What picture does He see.
      Does He see His own reflection,
      Or does He just see me.
      Does He see His likeness,
      The product of His hand.
      Or just another Christian,
      Who never took a stand.
      Does He see a child of God,
      A child that He made free.
      Living life to honor Him,
      Or does He just see me.

      What about the other folks,
      I meet along the way.
      Do I show them Jesus,
      To brighten up their day.
      When someone looks into my eyes,
      Can they truly see.
      That calm and gentle peace of God,
      That dwells inside of me.
      When I reach out and shake a hand,
      Is He right there in my grip.
      Can they feel that strength from
      God,
      That steadies when I slip.
      When folks are in my presence,
      Do they know His Spirit's there.
      Can they see that He's the one,
      Who guides me everywhere.

      When other people think of me,
      What is on their mind.
      Do they think of Jesus Christ,
      So gentle and so kind.
      I try to be like Jesus,
      Every single day.
      Spreading love and kindness,
      All along my way.
      I'm afraid that I have failed,
      I could not pass the test.
      Deep inside my heart I know,
      I haven't done my best.

      I have had to fight my flesh,
      Since the day that I was born.
      It's always causing trouble,
      And being such a thorn.
      That's why His Spirit dwells in
      me,
      He's helping me to learn.
      In every situation,
      Where I need to turn.
      He knew I'd never pass the test,
      That's why He took my place.
      He gave His life to save my soul,
      He suffered my disgrace.

      Now I try to be like Him,
      I must represent Him well.
      So other folks will want His gift,
      And turn their backs on hell.
      Other folks should see the joy,
      That Christ has given me.
      They should want to have it too,
      Especially since it's free.
      They should begin to ask me,
      What is it they must do.
      Just how it is they go about,
      Getting Jesus too.
      Then I get to tell them,
      This wondrous gift is free.
      It only takes a humble heart,
      A prayer on bended knee.

      Someday when I'm face to face,
      With the Lord who made me free.
      Will He see His own reflection,
      Or will He just see me.

      By Click Velasco


    • pandora krifca
      One word: wonderful. Thank you Isabelle. with Metta Pan ... From: KMElizabeth Subject: Re: [giftoflovingkindness] RE: When Jesus looks upon
      Message 2 of 3 , Dec 1, 2009
        One word: wonderful. Thank you Isabelle.
        with Metta Pan

        --- On Tue, 12/1/09, KMElizabeth <kmeliz7@...> wrote:

        From: KMElizabeth <kmeliz7@...>
        Subject: Re: [giftoflovingkindness] RE: When Jesus looks upon my life
        To: giftoflovingkindness@yahoogroups.com
        Date: Tuesday, December 1, 2009, 5:03 AM

         
        Thank you so very much for this. What a great way to start the day with such a message you brought, I'm sure many feel the same.
         
        Have a blessed day,
        Elizabeth


        --- On Thu, 11/26/09, Isabelle Efstathiou <efstathiouisabelle@ yahoo.com> wrote:

        From: Isabelle Efstathiou <efstathiouisabelle@ yahoo.com>
        Subject: [giftoflovingkindne ss] RE: When Jesus looks upon my life
        To: borgor@sbcglobal. net, "connie hillier" <hillier_connie@ yahoo.co. uk>, giftoflovingkindnes s@yahoogroups. com, HeartBodyMindSoulNS pirit@yahoogroup s.com, Loving-Arms@ yahoogroups. com, TheCybugle@yahoogro ups.com, borgor@sbcglobal. net
        Cc: "Carol Armstrong" <clarmstrong@ iburst.co. za>, "connie hillier" <hillier_connie@ yahoo.co. uk>
        Date: Thursday, November 26, 2009, 6:37 AM

         
        When Jesus looks upon my life,
        What picture does He see.
        Does He see His own reflection,
        Or does He just see me.
        Does He see His likeness,
        The product of His hand.
        Or just another Christian,
        Who never took a stand.
        Does He see a child of God,
        A child that He made free..
        Living life to honor Him,
        Or does He just see me.

        What about the other folks,
        I meet along the way.
        Do I show them Jesus,
        To brighten up their day.
        When someone looks into my eyes,
        Can they truly see.
        That calm and gentle peace of God,
        That dwells inside of me.
        When I reach out and shake a hand,
        Is He right there in my grip.
        Can they feel that strength from
        God,
        That steadies when I slip.
        When folks are in my presence,
        Do they know His Spirit's there.
        Can they see that He's the one,
        Who guides me everywhere.

        When other people think of me,
        What is on their mind.
        Do they think of Jesus Christ,
        So gentle and so kind.
        I try to be like Jesus,
        Every single day.
        Spreading love and kindness,
        All along my way.
        I'm afraid that I have failed,
        I could not pass the test.
        Deep inside my heart I know,
        I haven't done my best.

        I have had to fight my flesh,
        Since the day that I was born.
        It's always causing trouble,
        And being such a thorn.
        That's why His Spirit dwells in
        me,
        He's helping me to learn.
        In every situation,
        Where I need to turn.
        He knew I'd never pass the test,
        That's why He took my place.
        He gave His life to save my soul,
        He suffered my disgrace.

        Now I try to be like Him,
        I must represent Him well.
        So other folks will want His gift,
        And turn their backs on hell.
        Other folks should see the joy,
        That Christ has given me.
        They should want to have it too,
        Especially since it's free.
        They should begin to ask me,
        What is it they must do.
        Just how it is they go about,
        Getting Jesus too.
        Then I get to tell them,
        This wondrous gift is free.
        It only takes a humble heart,
        A prayer on bended knee.

        Someday when I'm face to face,
        With the Lord who made me free.
        Will He see His own reflection,
        Or will He just see me.

        By Click Velasco



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