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I'M WRONG, DEAD WRONG, I NEED GOD AND THE WAY OF GOD, YES, GODS LOVE, GOD HEAL ME.

HAVE YOU DONE THIS. READ AND FIND HOPE BELOW:

I SAID IT, GOD, BUG OUT OF MY LIFE !

I asked God to bug out of my life,
I can handle all my needs timely,
I do not want any interference
We will connect again when I am old.

I know I asked you God
To bug out of my life
I wanted no limitations
On the youthful joy of living!

I have the health and drive
Without putting on meekness
And humility and all the others
Of your conditions that cut my fun.

Yes God, I said I can do it myself
I still will go to church each Sunday
Pretend to be a model Christian
But then that path became difficult.

So I left church proclaiming with vigor,
God do not place limits on me
For I have a whole life ahead
And I want to do it my way!

So go I, with all my might to hurl
Fast forward without your shackles
To the bestest and mostest I can do,
Perhaps in my age we will connect.

Then it happened, those vile people
Interfered with my plans, dam them!
So I recalculated and moved
Always searching for a smaller drum.

Yes, a smaller drum to play again,
I will show them I don't need them,
Years passed and Janie got very sick,
My friends said, “Pray to your God."

They did not know of our disconnect
I sure had them fooled, didn't I?
I need pray? No no, let science win,
Find a surgeon well trained.

Janie got well and I said to myself
See I did not need God in my life
But soon after that my wicked boss
Well, he fired me, what can I do?

Again my friends said, “Pray to God
Ask His help to find a new job,”
I was at my wits end, what now?
Then a friend handed me a tract.

Joe meant well so I took the piece
With no intention of reading it,
But as I sat crying in my bedroom
I picked up the tract and read.

The title was God Will ForgiveYou,
Jesus forgave Peter who denied Him.
Then I thought, “I too have denied Him,"
I sat quiet and thought and thought.

Then slowly I slide on my knees
I simply said, “Lord forgive me
For I have sinned, Jesus have mercy,”
I feel in a heap and remained silent.

Nothing was said but slowly
I felt like there was a golden glow
Surrounding me and a wonderful
Sense of peace filled my body.

I didn't open my eyes but sat
On the floor as a heavenly
Choir sang "Another Soul Has Returned,"
I knew God had touched me.

I did not want it to abate
But it left me and I became
Now a warrior for the Lord Jesus
Yes, I know now God rules the world.

If you have told God in your life
To bug off and leave you alone.
Wake up! Get on your knees now
And ask for forgiveness and mercy.

I was a new person of new goals
And you will be also and love it,
For we live a dream when we plan
To live this life without God.

My favorite poem became:

A SIMPLE TASK, PLEASE LORD

Oh! Must I look ahead?
Only to the means
Of filling my body
With bread and wine.

Is there not
A more noble cause
For this being to live
The rest of my earthly time?

Surely there must be
Such a cause!
Will You help me
God To find and apply it?

You will!
How wonderful!
I wait in awe
For this simple task.

So it will be said
When these bones are put to rest,
Here lies (insert your name),
Whom God used in a simple task.

Praise You my God,
All glory be Yours
Forever and evermore
My Lord and my God.

Poems by Frank E. Henrich
First Poem March 18, 2011
Second Poem 1980

D A R E I H O P E A G A I N

Oh Hope,
In the middle years,
where have you flown?
  Is there not,
Some new hope
  For mature Christians?

Can I not have hope,
A new hope regained?
Dare I hope again?

Oh Lord, dare
I believe in You?
Hope is impossible,
Without believing in
Your little miracles.

Without hope,
Obedience is unfathomable,
Without obedience,
A life pleasing to
You is unattainable.

Prayer by Frank Henich

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I'M WRONG, DEAD WRONG, YES, GODS LOVE, GOD HEAL ME. I NEED GOD AND THE WAY OF GOD,

GOD WILL FORGIVE YOU. HE FORGAVE THE APOSPLE PETER WHO DENIED HIM. HE WILL FORGIVE YOU. THERE IS HOPE FOR YOU. GOD FORGIVE ME!

I AM FOOT LOOSE AND FANCY FREE

MY LIFE

GOD I DO NOT LIKE YOUR RULES, BUG OFF

DESIRES

By Frank E. Henrich
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All strong desires die a hard death.
Their scars leave behind,
Blatant reminders of bruised egos,
And of hopes crushed by The fingers of time.

But, like the morning that always breaks
There is the new day,

With it comes the smaller,
Less pretentious desire,
That seeks its fulfillment
In the passing parade.

Lord Jesus, help me to forget
What might have been,
Show me the path that
You have lighted for me.

Give me the strength
To wipe away the tears,
So that I may walk with hope
And joy To the sound of Your drum.

(Reader: This poem was written in a time of stress in the author’s life—Have you ever had to listen for the Lord’s drum?) Read scriptures Psalm 51:6-8, Jeremiah 32:40-41

WAHT HAPPENED TO ALL MY POWER ?

OPPS

FREEDOM HURTS - WHO WILL HELP? HEL;P SOMEONE!

I AM ALONE WITHOUT HELP

SIN

WHAT CAN I DO NOW ?

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JESUS FORGIVE ME AND HAVE MERCY ON ME

JESUS

JESUS SAYS, COME, LET MY LOVE ENFOLD YOU !

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A promise that is wonderful

If you believe God is real and alive; and spirit; and if you believe as I do that the Bible is the inspired word of God to direct our lives. Then, as I do, you have a promise to assist you when the going gets tough. Reader you say, “Where do you find this promise of renewed hope?” Why it is in Joshua Chapter 1 Verse 9. God speaks to Joshua when he says, “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified, do not be discouraged, for the Lord will be with you where ever you go.” God tells us to trust in Him just as he told Joshua when the battle looked hopeless. He promises to be with us where ever we go. Isn’t that wonderful? There are more promises of help from God so may I suggest you study the Bible for them.

UNKNOWN DUST

Situation: You’re sitting in a large, comfortable chair, looking out into your backyard. You’ve been busy and it is so pleasant to relax. Suddenly you realize that you’re home alone – that the TV is not blaring and the radio is silent. Your mind considers your fast life’s pace. Your weary bones seem to cry out, ‘Why? Why?” You cannot help but respond for their plea is so urgent. Your mind responds that who cares about mundane things. Even where the lives of famous people are recorded in books, the mundane is rarely told. Your mind switches from the mundane to the important. The question is thrust forth, “What value is your life?” The purpose of your life is not mundane to you but would it be to others? You pick up the pen and writing tablet from the small table beside your chair. You think, what a rare moment. They come so infrequently. You write your thoughts. May I share with you what I wrote?
      History rarely records the mundane. The ordinary person’s life remains unrecorded in a permanent record or book. Thus our memory starts to pass from this earthly scene with our death. After our death then our friends die and with them dies the knowledge of our life. A life that is so paramount and important to us, yet in 50 years passes all memory. Well then, what value is life? To please us while we are here? Are we to be like the racer who grabbed the baton and ran with it, fulfilling our part to the best; passing it on in old age, falling to the ground; turning back into unknown dust?
      No! I refuse to believe that there is no greater destiny for mankind. Jesus has the only answer and life with God in heaven is the reward. So I will lift up my eyes in hope. I shall take pleasure in those occasional moments of joyful living. I’ll do thank you gifts for Him. I’ll spread His name. Recognizing that to the world in 50 years, my life will only be “Unknown Dust”. But so what! I’ll be in heaven. How about you? Read scripture: Genesis 3:19 - By Frank Henrich

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