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Friday, September 11, 2026

🍁 Truely Thankful



🍁 Truely Thankful

Dear Jesus, I am thankful for the sunlight That paints the morning gold, For gentle winds that whisper Stories heaven loves to hold.

I am thankful for the laughter That drifts like leaves in flight, For kindness shared in quiet ways That makes the heavy light.

I am thankful for the moments You placed with care in my day— Little blessings, small reminders Of Your love along the way.

I am thankful for the friendships That warm the heart like fire, For dreams You plant within my soul And lift with holy desire.

I am thankful for the journey, For every step and start, For the grace that keeps on blooming In the garden of my heart.

I am thankful for my Savior— Your mercy deep and true. And every breath I’m given Is a gift I owe to You.

So I gather all my blessings, Like autumn leaves they fall… And whisper, Lord, I’m grateful— Truely thankful for it all    

©2026 Susan Nikitenko



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“The Pumpkin That Shared Its Light”




“The Pumpkin That Shared Its Light”

Once upon a golden autumn morning, a small pumpkin sat quietly at the edge of the patch. It had watched the other pumpkins being chosen for pies, decorations, and lanterns, but no one seemed to notice it. The little pumpkin wondered if it had any purpose at all.

Then one crisp Sunday, the children from the church came to the farm. They laughed and sang as they picked pumpkins for their Sunday School lesson. When they reached the end of the row, one child pointed and said, “Let’s take that one — it looks like it’s smiling!”

The pumpkin was carried to the classroom, where the teacher spoke about how God gives each of us a light to share. She carved a heart on its side and placed a candle inside. When the flame flickered, the pumpkin glowed so warmly that the whole room seemed brighter.

The children gathered around and whispered, “It’s shining!” The pumpkin realized that its light wasn’t meant to stay hidden in the patch — it was meant to shine for others. From that day on, it became a symbol of kindness and joy.

Each Sunday, the teacher lit the candle again and reminded the children: “Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”Matthew 5:16

And the little pumpkin smiled, knowing that even the smallest light can make a big difference when it shines for God.

© 2026 Susan Barker Nikitenko — All Rights Reserved.



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Tuesday, September 8, 2026

New Baby on the Western Frontier

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🌾 New Baby on the Western Frontier

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Out on the Western frontier, where the tall grasses sway, A new little heartbeat joined the world one sunrise day. The cabin was quiet, the prairie winds mild, As Mama whispered prayers over her sweet newborn child.

The hills stood watch like guardians strong, While meadowlarks offered their soft morning song. Papa rode in from the far cattle line, His eyes full of wonder at this treasure divine.

Little boots not yet worn, little hands soft and small, A new frontier blessing had come to them all. The lantern glowed warmly, the fire burned low, As love wrapped the cabin in a gentle, golden glow.

Outside, the world was rugged and wide, But inside, peace settled deep as the tide. Mama rocked slowly, her voice calm and clear, “God walks with us, little one — always near.”

The stars that night shone brighter than snow, As if heaven itself waved hello. To the child who arrived with a whisper of grace, Bringing hope to the homestead, light to the place.

And so on the frontier, where brave hearts reside, A new little cowboy began life’s ride. Held close by love, watched over by prayer, A Western-born blessing beyond compare.

 Little Boy Baby

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Little boy baby, a joy so bright, You light up our world with your gentle might. With every coo, with every cry, You teach us the wonder of earth and sky.

Your tiny fingers, your perfect toes, A masterpiece of love, from head to nose. The way you smile, the way you dream, Brings heaven closer than it may se hathem.

Oh little boy, so full of grace, The moon reflects on your cherub face. With every giggle, with every cheer, You fill our hearts with love sincere.

As you grow, may you always know, The love around you will always show. Through trials and triumphs, big and small, Our little boy, you’ll conquer it all.

Run through fields with your spirit high, Chase the stars across the sky. Laugh at the wind, dance with the rain, Feel the world, and all its gain.

Little boy baby, so cherished, so true, The world is better because of you. So close your eyes, and dream anew, For God hath blessed us with you



A Miracle So Sweet

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Little boy baby, a miracle so sweet, You bring the purest joy from smile to little feet. With tiny hands that reach for the sky, And laughter that echoes, a blessed lullaby.

Your eyes hold the wonder of a brand-new dawn, Like the sparkling dew on a quiet lawn. In your gaze, the world feels bright, A canvas painted with radiant light.

Oh, little boy, so fearless and free, You explore the world with curiosity. Each step you take, each giggle you share, Leaves love and happiness floating in the air.

The world is vast, yet you’re its heart, A beacon of hope, a precious art. The softness of your cheek, the warmth of your touch, Little boy baby, you're loved so much.

Through the days, as you learn and grow, Your light will shine, your spirit will glow. The adventures ahead are yours to claim, With dreams untold, and a destined name.

May kindness guide you in all you do, May courage and grace walk beside you, too. For you, little boy, are a gift so rare, A treasure of love beyond compare.

Little boy baby, rest safe tonight, Wrapped in love’s arms, bathed in moonlight. In dreams may you soar, in peace may you stay, For tomorrow will bring another bright day.

 


🌾 The Day My Little Cowboy Was Born

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The day my little cowboy was born, The prairie woke to a brighter morn. Soft winds whispered across the land, As heaven placed him in my hands.

The lantern glowed with a golden light, A quiet promise in the still of night. And all the West seemed to rejoice, As if creation found its voice.

His tiny fingers curled like dawn, A new frontier blessing gently drawn. A spark of courage, a seed of grace, A future rider in this rugged place.

I held him close, my heart undone, A mother’s prayer for her newborn son. “Lord, guide his steps through dust and storm, Keep his little spirit brave and warm.”

The cattle lowed, the hills stood near, Guardians of this child so dear. And in that moment, love was sworn— The day my little cowboy was born.

©2026 Susan Barker Nikitenko

 


🌾 Thank You, Jesus, for This Little Cowboy

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Thank You, Jesus, for this little cowboy, This tiny blessing sent from above. You placed him in our arms with mercy, Wrapped in grace, wrapped in love.

Thank You for his soft new heartbeat, For every breath, for every sigh. For the way his little fingers Reach toward heaven’s open sky.

Thank You for the prairie mornings, Where his life will learn to grow and stand. For the sunlight dancing on the grasses, Like Your goodness across the land.

Thank You for the gentle evenings, Where the firelight warms the room. For the peace that settles softly Like a hymn beneath the moon.

Thank You for the strength You’ll give him When the trail grows rough and wide. For the courage shaped within him With You walking by his side.

Thank You for the joy he brings us, For the laughter pure and bright. For the way his little presence Turns the dust to golden light.

Thank You, Jesus, for this cowboy— This child You formed with tender care. A treasure placed upon our homestead, A blessing beyond compare.

May he grow in truth and kindness, May his heart stay brave and true. And may every step he ever takes Be guided, Lord, by You.

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Sunday, September 6, 2026

Melvin's and Melvina's Wedding - Story Humor









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Friday, September 4, 2026

Bring Joy to the Father - Pumpkin Patch 0f Prayers Series









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Wednesday, September 2, 2026

The Broken Tea Cup







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