What If You Could See Your Baby Again?

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What if…………………..

You could see your baby again? What if they looked you directly in the eye?
What a moment this would be! But what if they asked, “Why did I have to die?”

What if……………………

You had the chance to ask them anything at all? What would your question be?
What would you ask? Would you say, “Have you been thinking much about me?”

What if…………………….

You saw their precious face and thought, “Wow, you look just like my own twin!”
What if you saw your likeness in their eyes, before they were taken away again?

What if………………………

The time to visit with your baby was running out, and you had to act fast?
With the thought that you’d be separated again, leaving you totally aghast.

What if……………………….

You had the chance to ask them about heaven, and how much they enjoy Jesus?
Imagine the feeling that would stir our hearts, what amazing joy would seize us!

What if………………………..

You knew your baby was perfectly well, being cared for by the Lord of glory?
And that you need not worry if they don’t visit, to tell you their heavenly story.

What if…………………………

You knew your baby would never visit you now, because they are in God’s hands?
And that the questions you now have, you can leave with the Almighty’s perfect plans.

What if………………………….

You baby has no more questions, but have everything they could ever want or need?
They are with Jesus, and they don’t ask why. Never doubt the plans God has decreed.

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My Sister, My Example, My Hero

photoYou are my hero Stephanie, I could not be as strong as you,
Never giving up hope, you are a fighter through and through.

No cancer could keep you down, the doctors are truly amazed,
There is nothing else to say but this: Let God’s Name be praised!

You are my hero Stephanie, you are beautiful inside and out,
Always smiling, always kind, showing us what love is all about.

God is watching over you, and His presence brings you peace,
So when you are lonely or anxious, to Him all your cares release.

You are my hero Stephanie, your testimony is now seen before all,
You have suffered many things, but it is your joy the nurses recall.

I thought I might lose you, not knowing the details of God’s story,
But He has been so merciful, bringing healing to display His glory.

You are my hero Stephanie, don’t forget God is with you in your trials,
His love is endless and never changes, it stretches for miles and miles.

I know some nights are worse than others, and each day has its own struggle,
But the Lord is in your midst, to deliver you from fear and enemy trouble.

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You are my hero Stephanie, God’s promises will strengthen you in despair,
God did not spare His own Son for you, He will provide for your every care.

We have seen you come so far, so please continue to fight, and never be afraid,
He knows your need, He is your great High Priest; on Him your sin was laid.

You are my hero Stephanie, even in your pain your face lights up the room,
As a shining example to all, that each moment is a gift, even from womb to tomb.

You have taught me so many things, like the value of life, family, and friends,
Jesus is shining through you, so that all can see how much His love transcends.

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What Kind of Amazing Love is This?

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What kind of love is this? The love of Jesus, who died and rose again,
To take away all of our guilt, absorbing the wrath of Almighty God,
Once and for all He did this, to remove all of our shame and sin,
The Son of God was falsely accused, condemned by an angry mob.

What kind of love is this? That God would clothe Himself in flesh,
Humbling Himself to the point of death; nailed to a splintered cross,
He gives us what we don’t deserve; everyday His mercies are afresh,
And He daily makes us more like Himself, removing all of our dross.

What kind of love is this? That we would receive every spiritual blessing,
Justified, sanctified, and one day glorified; All ours! Every one of these!
Let’s meditate on all that He has given us, in fact we should be obsessing,
That God has redeemed us; because we are in Christ, the Father is pleased.

What kind of love is this? That our God would give us His Holy Scripture,
Along with the Spirit of truth, to dwell within us, guiding us in all our ways,
A perfect love that shows us Jesus Christ, painting such a beautiful picture,
Revealing to us our blessed Redeemer, the One who is worthy of infinite praise.

What kind of love is this? That our God would be preparing a place for us,
Giving us hope that one day we will be with Him, and His Word is certain,
A New Heaven and New Earth, with many beautiful dwellings to discuss,
And all because of His amazing love, displayed on the day He tore the curtain.

What kind of love is this? A love that is perfect, a love that will never die,
A self-giving, sacrificial love that gives and gives, a love that is forevermore,
An everlasting love that never leaves you, a love that never says goodbye,
This is the love of Jesus, the Only Begotten Son; what more could you ask for?!

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If You Keep Me Daddy, I’ll Be Your Princess

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                                                       Dear Daddy,

Will you please be my hero? Will you help mommy? Will you help her take care of me?
Don’t be like those other daddies, cowards who run from their children, who get scared and flee.
And don’t be like daddies who hate their unborn babies, and encourage mommies to kill.
Will you be my hero and keep me? Will you let me live? Will you let me have that thrill?

Will you be there for me? After I am born, will you hold me? Will you change my diaper?
When I’m older, will you still be there for me? Will you calm me down when I am hyper?
Will you watch over me when boys try to date me? Will you question them really hard?
Daddy, your face looks really sad. Is that a tear in your eye? Am I catching you off guard?

Why are you taking me to the scary place? The place where they will take me from mommy?
How can you do this? You remember that ultrasound? Don’t act like you never saw me!
Daddy, all I ever wanted was to be born just like you were. Don’t I have the right?
But you’re taking me to the bad people. They’re coming to get me. Won’t you even put up a fight?

Will you be there to save me from the bad people? Will you do everything you should?
Keep them away daddy! Do you see them trying to hurt me? People from Planned Parenthood.
Daddy, I want you to know I love you. I want to be with you and mommy! Will you please change your mind?
And don’t worry daddy. I won’t even know that you wanted to abort me, that you wanted to leave me behind.

And even if I did find out, I would still forgive you and mommy; I know you both just got scared,
And if you keep me, I will be the best daughter ever! Please give me a chance. Will my life be spared?
Daddy, there isn’t much time. Will you please hurry? Did you know mommy is on her way to the abortuary?
The place they are going to murder me, tearing me to pieces. Oh daddy, I told you this place was so scary!

Please hurry! Will you come and get me? Remember, I am your baby girl! Won’t you be my hero?
I am God’s gift to you and mommy. Don’t extinguish my time. If you don’t hurry, my days will be zero.
Don’t you fear the Lord Jesus Christ? The One who created you and me. I am His precious child,
I want you to keep me. But I also want you to be forgiven by Jesus. Repent and be reconciled.

Be my hero now daddy. Go get mommy and tell her to stop, please, before it’s too late.
You know those really bad people of Planned Parenthood? They have so much hate!
Don’t let them hurt me! Stop listening to those voices of the world, your flesh, and the devil,
Because those bad people, they listen to those voices all the time; their evil is on another level.

Daddy, hurry, be my hero! I always wanted to be a princess. I wanted to learn to ride a bike. I want to get married,
What are you going to tell everyone if you let them murder me? Are you going to tell them mommy miscarried?
Oh daddy, I want you to always be there for me and mommy. I want you to read me Bible stories. Isn’t my life worthwhile?
Won’t you let me be born? Won’t you let me be your Princess? Daddy, one day, are you going to walk me down the aisle?

With love,

your little princess

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Stop Trying to Rebuild Walls that Christ Tore Down

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We are all one in Christ, one people, and one human race,
Image-bearers of every age, background, color, and place.
So why are some trying to divide us? What is the reason?
God doesn’t delight in this, no He doesn’t, not in any season.

There are some who preach about the “white” church, and some preach about the “black” church,
But this is about God’s image and the cross of Christ; let’s get back to the Bible and do the proper research.
Are we promoting ethnicity? Or the color of a man’s skin? Ummmm………do you remember Antioch? Do you remember Peter’s sin?
It is all about the cross, yes, the cross is what makes us all one kin.

Black, white, brown, red, yellow; what does this all matter?
We’re all even at the cross, none of us more worthy to flatter.
So what is all of this separation? It is contrary to the gospel!
Christ came to tear down the wall, and all that was hostile.

Racism of any kind is evil, even if you don’t have power,
Hating someone because of skin color, looking to devour.
It exists in every city and nation, all due to our sinful heart,
Let’s stop bringing it into the church; stop tearing us apart.

Some are saying, “You people need to repent of your ancestors’ sin!”
No! We must repent, but for our own sin, revealed by Christ within.
But not for sins we do not commit; that is a burden placed by others,
Others who want to erect another wall, separating sisters and brothers.

Let’s get back to the gospel, and spreading the kingdom of love,
Spreading the love of Jesus, a message many are now devoid of.
Do you disagree with all of this? Please, go and read Ephesians,
God has forever shattered the wall; you have no biblical reasons.

How about about Colossians 3? There is no distinction between Gentile and Jew,
The door to the Kingdom is wide open, and all are invited to walk through,
Christ has brought us near by His blood, whether slave or free,
His Kingdom has many branches, but we are all part of one tree.

Let us stop all this nonsense, dividing the body over racial distinction,
Division comes from satan; he wants to bring the church to extinction.
This isn’t healthy for the church; it doesn’t move us toward one another,
It increases suspicion, grieves God, and drives us away from our brother.

Made in God’s image, as human beings we are God’s crowning creation,
His likeness unites all of us as people of every tribe, tongue, and nation,
And those of us redeemed by Jesus Christ, we have even more to celebrate,
United in Jesus, all colors of skin; this truth the gates of hell cannot frustrate.

The sin of racism exists in people who are white, and in people who are black,
It exists in Asians, Indians, and Europeans; no one is going to be cut any slack.
So stop elevating one group over another, or encouraging any kind of separation,
We are all sinners in need of Christ, who became one of us through the incarnation.

The church needs to stop talking like the world, who are creating more racial barriers,
You see their skin color first?! Instead of God’s image?! No theology could be scarier.
To be sure, this worldview is not pleasing to Christ or any of His godly ministers,
It brings the devils to laugh and the angels to weep; it makes the church look sinister.

I can’t wait until the day! A day with no more racism, kinism, or any kind of ethnocentrism,
A day with no more terrorism, feminism, socialism, or that other big devil atheism.
A day when all the redeemed will gather, redeemed from every tribe, tongue, and nation,
The day when we will sing to our King, our mighty Lord Jesus, in our common adoration!

So let’s stop this dangerous teaching, and no more  playing these childish, worldly games,
For ONE day, with ONE voice, there will be ONE people, all worshiping our ONE Mediator…………….

The Name above all names!

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Where Have You Gone, My Sweet Stillborn?

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Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
Where have you gone? My heart is so torn.
Why did you leave? Why couldn’t you stay?
For just one more hour, or perhaps a whole day?

You were here only briefly, then you vanished,
You looked frail and bruised, ever so famished.
You could not cry; you had no tear-filled cheeks,
But I cried for you, my baby, for days and weeks.

Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
Once with such energy inside mommy’s tummy;
Why do you now look so completely worn?
Why did you leave? Why couldn’t you stay?
I bought you toys. Don’t you want to play?

There was no heartbeat; you had no signs of life,
Original sin causes all of this death, pain, and strife.
My miracle wish was to hear just one single breath,
That wish did not come true; I witnessed your death.

Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
What can I do? How can I bear this thorn?
I can’t take you home; they took you away,
Oh to see you again; any sum I would pay.

No place to hide from this painful emotion,
Still so intense, so vivid, like a tearful ocean.
I reach out to God, for He understands pain,
He works all things; your death wasn’t in vain.

Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
I tried to pray today, and all I did was mourn.
But there is yet sunshine, even after the rain,
Because what I see as loss is your greatest gain.

Where have you gone, my sweet stillborn?
I know where you are; a place no one will mourn.
No time on earth, direct to the presence of our Lord,
You’re now with Jesus Christ, a far better reward.

They laid you in the ground, yes, they put you in a box,
Your tiny body among the grass, the dirt, and the rocks.
But oh, my sweet stillborn, you won’t remain in the ground,
Your body will rise and join your soul; you will see His face;
the King forever crowned.

His glory will surround! Spellbound!

My sweet stillborn, you will be spellbound!

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We Will See Our Babies Move

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Don’t be still, my baby; Daddy wants you to look at him, and to smile,
Please rest your head against my arms, as I look into your beautiful eyes,
Now hold still, but only for a moment. Let me just watch you a little while,
You are created in God’s image, and amazing as can be; I tell you no lies.

You may be still, you may not be moving, but you are made for a reason,
A reason I don’t have, but there is a purpose for it all; Yes, God made you,
He knew what He was doing, His ways are perfect always, in every season,
God took you to Himself. You are with Him, and He is Faithful and True.

One day you will know me, my baby, you will see me; I will see you move,
I will see you move around. You won’t be still like you are here. I think of this,
I think of this when I imagine meeting you in Heaven, where God will prove,
That your stillness ends. My baby, what’s it like being with Jesus in total bliss?

In the end it all works out perfectly, my little baby, in the end I see you move,
Not just once, but all the time. No longer are you still. Your legs will run to Jesus,
Your mouth will praise Him with the angels. Your hands will serve Him in love,
Your glorified eyes will gaze on the King who loves you, the One who frees us.

So jump for joy when you receive your glorified body, for you won’t be still,
You will worship Him day and night; He is the One we will adore and praise,
You will be still for a moment, when you stop to take in His glory. What a thrill,
When you see His shining face, you will move with great joy! All of your days.

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If My Baby Were Alive On Her Sweet 16th

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                                                            Dear Ariana,

 

If only you were still here, we’d soon be celebrating your sweet 16th birthday,
I wonder what gift you would have liked? Would you have wanted a new car?
A safe, but new, car to show off? I know, it must be cute too. A gift to proudly display,
No gift would be too high a price. Not even new wheels; you are worth more by far.

You wore pink the day you were born, born still; the day we all planned for you to stay,
You wore pink. Would you like a pink car? I think you would. Please be careful out there,
I’ve decided to get it for you. But please…..drive safe. And before you leave, always pray,
Pray that God would guide and protect you; and always remember sweetie, I deeply care.

You know what I would do for your birthday party? I’d plan you the biggest surprise,
One that you would never see coming; 50 of your best friends and your favorite food,
Would you be embarrassed? Would you cry, Ariana? Would you have tears in your eyes?
I think you’d be shocked and embarrassed. But I know you; you would never be rude.

Your eyes are glued to the driveway; No cake now, right? But wait….. I baked you one,
And I baked you the biggest cake, with pink icing and a picture of your beautiful face,
Ok, enjoy your ride. But you better drive sensibly. Not too fast. Don’t have too much fun,
And no boys. Yes, I say to you, no boys. I will tell you when. Not now. Carry some mace.

Why can’t I plan your birthday, baby girl? Why is this? Sixteen is supposed to be sweet,
A special moment for you and me, when I should be annoying you about your curfew,
Would you have come home on time? I think you would’ve. Time for your birthday treat,
Can I still plan this? Can daddy imagine what it would’ve been like? If only it were true.

But you are ok. More than ok. You are happy beyond words. For you are with the Lord,
Sixteen is sweeter where you are anyway. Daddy can’t make you happy like you are now,
You are with Jesus in fullness of joy; in a place of bliss; a place you will never be bored,
Happy Sweet 16th! You didn’t think daddy would forget, did you? Oh, how could I? How?

No tears for you in heaven. But daddy misses you. Though I know the best is yet to come,
A really sweet day; a day sweeter than any sixteenth birthday party I could ever throw,
A day far greater than any birthday or celebration; oh to think of what we will become!
We will be resurrected. Christ comes! Your body won’t be still anymore. Don’t you know?

 

* My baby girl, Ariana, was born and died on February 20th, 2002. Her sweet 16th will be here soon.

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‘Twas a Calvinist Christmas

 

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‘Twas many nights before Christmas, before the foundation of the world,
No creatures were stirring; no men, no women, not even a boy or a girl.
Myriads of depraved people were chosen by God the Father with care,
So they would one day have hope, when Jesus Christ would soon be there.

God’s enemies would become His children, made alive from the dead,
While visions of a bloody cross danced in the Son of God’s head.
And with the Father in His choosing, and the Son in His redeeming,
The Spirit would one day apply that grand work, in all of its meaning.

But soon after time began, there arose such a clatter,
Man would boast in himself; to God this would matter.
Men exalting themselves since the beginning of time,
For us to boast before God is the chiefest of all crime.

Sovereign grace and mercy are precious doctrines from the Lord,
And though the teaching is often rejected, it ought to be adored.
Throughout history many have protested, believing man has some good,
But man doesn’t seek after God; he never would because he never could.

The One who dwells in the heavens, whose glory and presence is everywhere,
It is He who placed the moon in the sky, and suspends the clouds in the air.
One day the trumpet will sound when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
No, not Santa’s sleigh or reindeer; it is the King of kings, the One we all should revere.

Glory and splendor surround Him, the Lamb who was once sacrificed,
His sovereign grace alone- this is the only reason we ever receive Christ.
Many were used by God to preach this great truth; yes indeed they came,
And though they weren’t perfect, God used them to go and proclaim His Name.

Now Calvin! Now Spurgeon! Now Sproul! Now James Montgomery Boice!
They all understood total depravity; that men are born hating God’s voice.
But from the bottom of the Andes Mountains to the top of the Great Wall,
God’s Spirit is granting eternal life, to men corrupted by Adam’s great fall.

As God sat on His throne and empowered His people with His grace,
Across sea and land the Christians went, many gone without a trace.
Men and women heard the command to go and preach the gospel to all,
So they dashed away, dashed away, and did not refuse the Lord’s call.

God says to preach the gospel, trust Him, never give up, and fight the good fight,
So persevere in love this Christmas season. And Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

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The Prayers of a Devastated Church

 

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A wicked man enters the parking lot, while everyone is quiet and praying,

They are talking to God and don’t know a murderer is near; They don’t know he’s coming.

I wonder………………

Were they able to pray that the horror would stop, that God would end the evil man’s slaying?

I mean………babies and children were murdered………in a church! This is all too mind-numbing.

Do the families wonder and pray this way?

Dear Lord, why did You allow this evil to happen? Why allow so much devastation and pain?

Broken lives and shattered families with no answers; we just wanted to worship You, and sing Your praise.

You had the power, and we know You are good; but an evil man entered our church and went insane,

You did allow it, and we don’t know why; we cannot comprehend; we do not understand all of Your ways.

Christians, let this be our prayer……………

Dear Lord,

Please help Texas and all of us to pray, even when we are confused and don’t fully understand,

Because we know that You are holy and good; You are perfectly wise in all of your decrees,

Your ways exceed our comprehension; we cannot fathom the things allowed by Your hand,

That goes for a church massacre and a sparrow falling to earth; even the gentle autumn breeze.


So, it is ok to wonder, Sutherland Springs……….

It is ok to wonder where your protection was. It is really ok, God understands. You can ask why. You can weep and you can cry. God understands.

He is a faithful High Priest. He suffered. He was tempted. He wept. Yes, Jesus wept. He understands………completely.

Jesus died on a Roman cross. This was brought forth by God’s hand.

The gospel, yes the glorious gospel, is where we must stand.

I know, you still wonder…………..

God, where were You? Why didn’t You stop this evil?

You wonder…………….

If He had the power, why didn’t He use it?

I do not know the answer, but I do know this……….

And I do not have to wonder……….

That in the midst of all your pain and sorrow,

And in the midst of having to face all of your worst fears,

Jesus cares for you and will never leave you. And one day He will wipe away all of your tears.

May God comfort and strengthen all of you at First Baptist Church in Sutherland Springs. Our hearts go out to you all. We will be praying. God bless you.

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