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I’m a Christian poem

Posted in Culture, following Jesus, God with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 23, 2010 by rylanreed


When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not shouting “I’m clean livin’.

I’m whispering “I was lost,” Now I’m found and forgiven.

When I say…”I am a Christian” I don’t speak of this with pride.

I’m confessing that I stumble and need CHRIST to be my guide.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not trying to be strong.

I’m professing that I’m weak and need HIS strength to carry on.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not bragging of success.

I’m admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not claiming to be perfect,

My flaws are far too visible but, God believes I am worth it.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I still feel the sting of pain,

I have my share of heartaches …So I call upon His name.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not holier than thou,

I’m just a simple sinner who received God’s good grace, somehow.

~Maya Angelou~



Posted in Sports world with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 3, 2009 by rylanreed

I am the feeling on the ball after it has left your hand

I am the feeling the player has as his ball goes flying over the fence

I am the piece of string in your glove

I am the Ball

I am the holder of the ball

I am the feeling on your glove as it grabs the ball

I am the one digging for the ball

I am the Glove

I am the one diving for the ball

I am the one giving it my all to reach first

I am the one sliding to the bag

I am the one jumping and reaching over the fence as I snag the homerun

I am the one leaving the field with grass stains on my pants

I am the Player

I am the Hat and the sweat on it

I am the marvelous game of Baseball

By: Jeff Rosacker

Rest in Peace buddy! May God bless those that knew you!

Poem for your soul

Posted in Culture, Love with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 22, 2009 by rylanreed

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital with cancer. It was sent by a medical doctor in an email.


Have you ever watched kids, On a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain, Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight? Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down. Don’t dance so fast. Time is short. The music won’t last.

Do you run through each day, On the fly? When you ask How are you? Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, Do you lie in your bed, With the next hundred chores, Running through your head?

You’d better slow down, Don’t dance so fast. Time is short. The music won’t last.

Ever told your child, We’ll do it tomorrow? And in your haste, Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die, Cause you never had time, To call and say,”Hi”.

You’d better slow down. Don’t dance so fast. Time is short. The music won’t last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere, You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day, It is like an unopened gift…. Thrown away.

Life is not a race. Do take it slower, Hear the music, Before the song is over.

When I received this email, it said she had six months to live, that was back in July of 2006.  As her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to live their life to the fullest, since she never will.  She’ll never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get married and have a family of her own.  She wanted to see how many people would receive her poem.  She is probably gone now, but hopefully with the emails that were sent, her memory and the continued work of finding a cure for cancer will continue on.

‘Alive’ Poem

Posted in following Jesus, God, Music with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 3, 2009 by rylanreed

I found this artist from one of my good friends, Dan, who worked with me on STINT to South Africa until he became sick and had to go back to the states to get the treatment that would help him get better.  He is now in the States, but it will take probably a year for him to get healed.  Please pray that he would cling to God during this time and know that God does have a plan right now for His life.  And pray that he would be healed in a much quicker time than what is thought right now.

This poem is written and sung by Jonah Werner.

Unbenonced to you and me, beyond the place of terany, there lies a love that holds us, in sure and constant watch.  I pass a place of future crashing and far beyond the tongs and lashing, there lies a blaze that’s burning, never to be drenched.  When people live and love beyond themselves, hearts betray this bitter world, there’s bound to be a breaking.  But I can’t sweat for better yet when all I have is manifest in who I am, who I was and what I’m not mistaking.  That this is freedom, living and loving hard, when guaranties are lude and shard and I can’t rest on human souls, cause they are impractical and brusing.  There’s got to be more, there’s got to be Something deeper out there and I hope that you look and you find. Because the people are being restored where vines and branches sever more and never have it been so crazy.  Kick the doors to free me to say that I am alive and I’m thriving still, I’ve lost my feet but I won’t lose my will. You can hurt but you can not kill, the raging fires, of a man who’s been caught by Human lies time after time. Who’s been soaked and choked and rung by compromise, who was once dead but is now ALIVE.

What a wonderful Saviour that we have in Jesus Christ.  Let us worship Him today as we thank him for that things that we have been given, the chance to get to spend eternity with Him in heaven, if we are truely followers of Christ.

For the Soldiers!

Posted in Patriotic, Politics with tags , , , , , , , , , , on May 16, 2009 by rylanreed

There are a lot going around the United States about war and why our military keeps getting involved in different circumstances that put our men and women in life’s dangers.  There is and has been a call from the people to “bring our soldiers back!” I know that it can be hard to think sometimes, that what are military is doing is good, but take a step back and think through these things, a poem that I found on a friends website, and see where we came from:

It Is The Soldier

It Is The Soldier not the reporter,  who has given US Freedom of the press

It Is The Soldier not the poet,  who has given US Freedom of speech

It Is The Soldier not the campus organizer,  who has given US the Freedom to demonstrate

It Is The Soldier not the lawyer,  who has given US the right to a fair trial

It is the soldier, who saluted the Flag,  who serves beneath the Flag

and whose coffin is draped by the Flag,  who allows the protester to burn the Flag

Make sure when you are talking and complaining about what is going on, that you remember those that are serving their country, at their own choice, and giving us the freedom everyday to do the things that we take for granted so often.  Lets stand behind them and not yelling at or towards them.

Reason for Christmas

Posted in following Jesus, Holiday with tags , , , , , , on December 27, 2008 by rylanreed

I found a christmas poem that was on a church’s bulletin a couple of Sunday’s ago and really liked the words in it and wanted to share with everyone.

Carols of Christmas

I hear the carols of Christmas

The candles flicker low;

My mind goes back to Bethlehem

And the manger long ago.

I sing Joy to the World,

I think of angels all aglow;

Singing What Child Is This?

As the winter winds blow.

I hum the carols of Christmas,

They fill my heart with joy;

Christ came to bring earth Silent Night —

This Sweet Little Jesus Boy.

Douglas R. Rose