Colors Of Blessing - By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Colors Of Blessing

By: Susan Y Nikitenko 2009

Revised 2010

Could the angels have special jobs;

Like painting leaves of fall?

Can’t mighty God do anything?

He has created all.

Perhaps angels spread forth their wings;

To paint the swirls of fall.

Upon the trees of mountain tops;

And on the forests tall.

A swish of orange, a splash of gold;

A whirl of autumn red.

Every creature great and small;

I’m sure would lift their head.

From tree to tree each color grows;

and spreads across the land.

A gift from God to be enjoyed;

Made by his perfect hand.

Each angel flying here and there;

Spreading colors of joy.

And when leaves flutter to the ground;

It makes a rainbow toy. - (A pile of leaves)

Children jumping, children laughing;

In the colorful mounds.

Up pops a smiling little face;

With all the fun-filled sounds.

And like a child I too will laugh;

I’ll jump right in with glee.

And enjoy these lovely blessings;

He’s given you and me.

Orange leaves of family laughter;

Red leaves a promise of grace.

Yellow a golden forever;

In the arms of God's embrace

I’m not too old to play in leaves;

Too old to have some fun.

I’ll roll around and giggle too;

     and I’ll have joy in God's Son.   

For He fills my heart with laughter;

He is so good you see.

He’s painted this, a lovely world;

 It is inside of me.   

                              

Jumping daily in His presence;

A colorful array.

Jump into Joy, Jump into peace;

By trusting Him every day.

Jump happily, into kindness;

Jump with glee into love.

Be content and be hopeful;

Looking to Him above.

Leave a lasting essence of hope;

To all eyes watching you.

A rainbow of blessing awaits;

Come, jump into it too.


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-I wrote this poem as a reaction to something else I read. I started thinking about my children when they were little. I was missing my small children because they were growing up. 
I was thinking of having another child. I was also thinking about children who are in heaven. Years ago, someone had lost a baby and I was talking to her and God gave me something to say.
I told her, "I believe God gives babies special jobs in heaven." That was the first time I ever heard that.. out of my own mouth. I remembered that when I wrote this poem. God gives us joy through our sorrow..when we trust Him. He's our comforter. God's Son, is finding Jesus Christ... and teaching my children about Him. I was wanting the reader to get the picture of what I was talking about and the feeling that comes along with loving your children and playing with them.  

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Colors Of Blessing Article - By: Susan Y Nikitenko

Colors Of Blessing Article
By: Susan Y Nikitenko
July, 2010

Our Lord has a wonderful since of humor. God has blessed me with two beautiful daughters that like to goof off. When I have felt down or disappointed, they try to make me laugh. I have done the same for them in past years. My daughter threatened me one day and said... "Mom, if you don't straighten up I'm going to moon you." We'll the shock of it all made me laugh. I told her she'd better not or she'd be in trouble. Well, I felt down again a couple days ago. While we were in the car my girls and my Son Inlaw were threatening to moon me. I laughed and told them, "You'd better straighten up or I'm going to moon you." We were kidding of course, but we had a good laugh.

We went to the Massillon Tiger football game and while I was watching the game, I looked up at the dark sky and noticed a very dark cloud with a bright white edging. I watched as a harvest moon peeked out from behind a very black cloud. Slowly it arose to reveal a beautiful full bright moon. It looked bigger than normal. I started laughing hysterically. As I realized, I had just been mooned. I could hear God whisper to my heart. "I heard what you said, and I'm going to moon you." God always has the best medicine. He does fill my heart with laughter.

Tonight I brought a fall poem I'd like to share with you.
I wrote this poem after reading a devotion that touched my heart. God
painted this picture within my mind as I wrote it down in tears.
I remembered my children when they were little. I could hear their child like laughs and see their little face's smiling. I even saw the little smiling face of Jackson Grace a little boy that was part of our lives for almost five years and as I write this, I think of Madie His little sister. I'm sure she'd love playing in the leaves here in Ohio one day. I felt sad and missed those times. I wanted to hold them and play with them.

I try to turn my poetry into something that will exemplify Christ. In this poem, think of each leaf as a blessing. One leaf could be forgiveness, another leaf love, one leaf joy and another peace, the list goes on as to the many blessings God bestows upon His children. We have choices in life and I've made my share of bad ones, but I've made good choices too. Many sad times turn into joyful times simply by turning to Christ and focusing on His goodness and His hope. Peace comes along when our mind is fixed upon Him. It makes me laugh to see myself sitting in a pile of colorful blessings My family, my home, a free nation, salvation through Christ and God's forever love for me.

Yes, life sometimes is painful and disappointing. We must keep going, keep trusting and reflecting upon His blessings. Oh, how
good He is through both good times and bad. You know the old saying.... If life gives you lemons make lemonade. You know what I think, If life gives you lemons make lemon cake.

I was thinking today of the many blessings America has now and in days gone by. I know we must get angry about some things in a controlled Godly fashion of course, or our country would be in bigger trouble, but we must not forget to Praise God.

I believe sin will bring down a nation, a family, a church and a life. I believe sin will rob us of God's blessings. I'm for some changes in America, but some changes are not good ones. Any change that goes against scripture or twist scripture to make sin look acceptable to God is not a good one.

Yes we must move on to the future but we cannot forget the past. We cannot forget God. We cannot let sin be the downfall of this nation. We must praise, We must pray and turn back to a time of purity. Love of nation, love of family and love of God. Now when I say God, I mean the God of the Bible.

I know I'm a nobody..... but my God is a great big somebody........and He loves me and He loves you too. That makes us all a somebody.

The Bible teaches us to encourage ourselves in the Lord. What better way than to focus on all the bounty of God's blessings.

1Samuel 30:6b David encouraged himself in the LORD his God.

Take time to laugh with your spouse, take time to listen and play with your children, Forgive others, take hold of each blessing and just praise God. Don't forget to be thankful for our nation because we could lose her tomorrow.  Remember 9/11 ?

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Poetry And Other Materials On This Site Can Be Freely Used .   This Page Offers Resources For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Purposes.  

 They Must Remain Unchanged In Any Way.

---- If You Have Any Requests, E-mail Me At My New Email... susannikitenko@gmail.com

You may not use my materials for anything illegal, 

immoral or offensive.  

All Other Purposes For Change Are With Permission Only. 

All my poems with stories are both real and fictional designed to illustrate a biblical truth. 

All Rights Reserved. Please Include Credit And Site Name And Link Back To This Blog. 

Thank-You.

Blog Owner: Susan Nikitenko

Poetry And Writings On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All Rights Reserved

When We See The Harvest

When We See The Harvest

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

April 25th, 2011

A harvest of apples, a harvest of corn;

A harvest of plenty, an autumn adorned.

With bright colored leaves, a fall festive blend;

A wonderful time for families and friends .

A harvest of pumpkins, a harvest of grain;

A harvest of bounty, and cool autumn rains.

A big harvest moon- way up in the sky;

A harvest of blessing that God has supplied.

Be grateful, be humble, give thanks to the Lord;

He has showered His blessing here in our world.

But have we been faithful , and have we been true?

Have we put God first in all that we do?

A harvest that God sees is not food or crop;

Not pumpkins, or grain, not apples that drop.

But God see the harvest of souls needing Him;

A harvest of people who need saved from their sin.

A harvest of souls and A harvest of love;

A harvest of mercy from our Father above.

When we see the harvest, let's see through God's eyes;

And share with the nations the life He supplies.

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Autumn Glory By: Margaret Peterson

Autumn Glory
By: Margaret Peterson

When leaves once budded in the spring
Turn to burnished gold
Or scarlet red or russet brown
In splendor to behold…

It’s then the world becomes for us
A magic place to stroll
Down winding little country lanes
That stirs our very soul.

Could autumn be a hint of Heaven
With streets of shining gold
And colors even fairer still
Than ours so bright and bold?

Perhaps God gives us autumn days
To lift our thoughts to Him
Who has the best in store for us
By contrast, fall is dim.

Soon Our Jesus Will Appear - By: Susan Y Nikitenko

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Soon Our Jesus Will Appear

By: Susan Y.Nikitenko
2009

Autumn is a fanciful season;
The leaves a colorful glow.
The squirrels gather for winter;
Before the cold winter’s snow.

Pumpkins brighten grandmas front porch;
Scarecrows cheer each passerby.
Harvest cooking fills the autumn air;
Apple tarts and pumpkin pie.

The wooly bear forecasts the weather;
The flowers of summer fade.
Bringing forth life in a tiny seed;
A miracle that is heaven made.

Memories and laughter fill my heart;
When I think about it all.
The yearly hayride until dark;
And all the fun in the Fall.

I am reminded this time of year;
We must gather and prepare.
Because harvest time is ending soon;
Soon our Jesus will appear.

And though fall is beautifully designed;
And holds a place in my heart.
There’s nothing like my home awaiting;
Filled with God’s celestial art.

If we fill our lives with goodness;
And plant God’s seeds ‘long the way.
When the autumn of life has ended;
They will bloom a sweet bouquet.

Summer Soon Ends