Friday, September 12, 2025

Devotion Story: “The Day the Pie Fell” Blessed are They That Mourn

Coloring Pages Are at The Bottom

Matthew 5:4 (KJV):

“Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.”

Definition of “mourn”

Verb

To feel or show deep sorrow or regret, especially for someone who has died.
To express sadness over a loss or misfortune.

Examples

She mourned the passing of her beloved friend.
They mourned the loss of a simpler way of life.

Synonyms: grieve, lament, weep, bemoan, rue
Antonym: rejoice

To grieve with depth and reverence; to feel or express sorrow over a loss, especially the death of someone cherished. Mourning is not just sadness—it’s love that has nowhere to go, a sacred ache that honors what was and longs for what still lives in memory.

🌿 Blessed

Literal meaning: Fortunate, favored, divinely approved.
Spiritual depth: This isn’t about worldly happiness—it’s about being in right relationship with God. To be “blessed” here means to be under God’s grace, even in sorrow. It’s a paradox: those who grieve are not forgotten—they are held close.

It’s not the absence of pain, but the presence of God in pain.

💧 Are they that mourn

Mourn: To grieve deeply, to lament, to feel sorrow—especially over loss or sin.
In context: Jesus is speaking not only of those grieving death or hardship, but also those who mourn their own brokenness, the brokenness of the world, and the separation from God caused by sin.

This mourning is sacred—it’s the heart’s cry for healing, for restoration, for mercy.

🤍 For they shall be comforted

Comforted: To be consoled, strengthened, and given peace.
Divine promise: God Himself will comfort those who mourn—not just with emotional relief, but with spiritual renewal. This comfort may come through the Holy Spirit, through community, through scripture, or through quiet moments of grace.

Comfort is not just soothing—it’s transformation. It’s the balm that turns sorrow into hope.

🌸 Devotional Reflection

This beatitude invites us to see mourning not as weakness, but as a doorway to divine intimacy. When we mourn—whether over loss, injustice, or our own failings—we are not abandoned. We are blessed because God draws near to the brokenhearted.

🌼 Devotional: “The Day the Pie Fell”

It was Grandma’s famous blackberry pie—baked with love, laced with sugar, and destined for the church potluck. My little brother, in a heroic attempt to “help,” tripped over the cat and sent the pie flying. It landed upside down, splattered like a crime scene across the kitchen floor. Grandma gasped. Mom sighed. And my brother burst into tears. That pie was more than dessert—it was tradition, memory, and love in a crust. And now it was gone.

We mourn more than death. We mourn lost moments, broken dreams, fractured relationships, and yes—fallen pies. Jesus didn’t say, “Blessed are those who have it all together.” He said, “Blessed are they that mourn.” He saw the tears, the ache, the quiet griefs we carry. Mourning is not weakness—it’s proof that something mattered. And in that sacred sorrow, He promises comfort.

Comfort doesn’t always come in thunderclaps. Sometimes it’s a warm hug, a shared laugh, or a new pie baked with extra love. Grandma didn’t scold—she handed my brother a spoon and said, “Well, I guess we’re eating this one off the floor!” We all laughed through tears, and somehow, that messy moment became one of our most cherished memories. Comfort came not by erasing the loss, but by redeeming it.

Jesus comforts us not by pretending the pain isn’t real, but by entering it with us. He weeps with us, walks with us, and whispers hope into the hollow places. The promise of Matthew 5:4 is not just future comfort—it’s present companionship. The Comforter, the Holy Spirit, dwells with those who mourn, bringing peace that passes understanding and joy that comes from the Holy Spirit

So if you’re mourning today—whether it’s a person, a plan, or a pie—know this: you are not alone. Your sorrow is seen. Your tears are treasured. And your comfort will be there. It may arrive in unexpected ways—a song, a scripture, a silly memory—but it will come. Because Jesus said so. And He never breaks a promise.

Let mourning be a teacher, not a thief. It teaches us to love deeply, to hold loosely, and to trust fiercely. It reminds us that this world is not our home, and that every tear will one day be wiped away. Until then, we mourn with hope, still find joy in sorrow in Christ and bake new pies with forever love.

Conclusion: A ruined pie may seem small, but grief doesn’t measure itself in size—it measures in meaning. That pie was more than dessert. It was tradition, anticipation, love baked into the crust. And when it fell, the boy didn’t just see splattered berries—he saw disappointment in the eyes of people he cared about. He thought, “I ruined it for everyone.” But what he really felt was the weight of wanting to bring joy, and fearing he’d brought sorrow instead.
That’s why we grieve over things like ruined pies, broken ornaments, and forgotten birthdays. Because they represent connection. And when connection feels lost, even for a moment, our hearts ache.
But here’s the grace: Grief opens the door to comfort. And comfort reminds us that love isn’t so easily ruined.

💬 A Devotional Reflection

“Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.” — Matthew 5:4 (KJV)
The boy mourned not just the pie, but the joy he hoped to share. And in that mourning, he was met with grace—a grandmother who smiled and said, “Well, I guess we’re eating this one off the floor!” Laughter returned. Love remained. And comfort came, not by fixing the pie, but by redeeming the moment

☀️ Tip of the Day

Let yourself feel. Don’t rush past sorrow. Invite God into it. He doesn’t just fix—He sits, listens, and loves.

📖 Scripture Recommendation

Psalm 34:18 – “The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit.”
Isaiah 61:3 – “To give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning…”

🙏 Matching Prayer

Dear Lord, Thank You for seeing my sorrow and calling me blessed in it. Help me not to hide my grief, but to bring it to You. Comfort me in ways only You can—through laughter, through love, through Your Word. Teach me to mourn with hope, and to comfort others with the comfort I’ve received. Let my broken places become holy ground. Amen.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept 12th 2025© MBNMRMPMKBPBANNABENGERCP343432#

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Wednesday, September 10, 2025

Devotional Story: “The Pink Umbrella and the Promise”

Scripture Focus: “Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.” — Matthew 5:4 (KJV)

Lila was only seven when her big sister Maren passed away. Maren had been her hero—bold, kind, and always ready with a story or a silly song. They shared secrets, sidewalk chalk masterpieces, and rainy-day walks under Maren’s favorite pink umbrella. When Maren died suddenly, the world felt gray. Lila didn’t want to go outside. She didn’t want to laugh. She didn’t want to remember.

One rainy afternoon, Lila sat curled on the couch, staring at the umbrella leaning in the corner. Her mother knelt beside her and gently brushed the hair from her face. “Sweetheart,” she whispered, “I know it hurts. I miss her too. But mourning doesn’t mean forgetting—it means loving someone so much that your heart needs time to heal.”

Lila looked up, tears brimming. “But I don’t feel blessed. I just feel broken.”

Her mother nodded, eyes soft. “Jesus said, ‘Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.’ That means He sees your sorrow, and He promises to meet you in it. Comfort isn’t always loud—it’s quiet, like a hug, a memory, or a walk in the rain.”

Later that day, Lila found a note tucked inside her sock drawer. It was written in Maren’s loopy handwriting:

“Dear Little Star, if you ever feel lost, follow the raindrops. I’ll be there—laughing, loving, and walking beside you. Take the umbrella. It still works.”

With trembling hands, Lila opened the umbrella and stepped outside. The rain was soft, like heaven’s tears. She walked to the bakery, just like they used to. Mrs. Delaney saw her and smiled through tears. “You look just like your sister,” she said. “She used to say rain was God’s way of watering our smiles.”

That night, Lila told her mom about the note. Her mother held her close and whispered, “That’s comfort, baby. That’s Jesus keeping His promise.”

Supporting Scriptures (KJV)

Psalm 147:3 — “He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.”
Isaiah 66:13 — “As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you…”
John 14:18 — “I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.”

Tip of the Day

Let grief speak—but don’t let it silence love. Comfort often comes in small, sacred ways. Be open to them.

Prayer

Dear Lord, Thank You for seeing our sorrow and calling us blessed in it. For every child who mourns, for every heart that aches, be near. Let Your comfort come gently—through memories, through kindness, through Your Word. Teach us to walk through grief with grace, and to carry love forward even when it hurts. Thank You for the promise that we shall be comforted. Amen.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept.10th, 2025© MBCopRMNMPMKBPBGEOV565*

Monday, September 8, 2025

If I Could Give You Blessings

If I could give you blessings, I’d slip them in your shoes— Soft steps of mercy for the roads you didn’t choose. I’d stitch them in your pockets, where your trembling fingers hide, So when you reach for courage, you’ll find grace tucked inside.

I’d pour them in your coffee cup, warm and honey-sweet, To stir your weary mornings with a joy that tastes complete. I’d braid them through your laughter, so even when you cry, A thread of holy comfort would glisten in your sky.

I’d plant them in your garden, where the quiet prayers grow wild, With blooms of understanding for the inner, aching child. I’d write them on your windowsill in sunlight’s golden ink, So every time you look outside, you’ll pause and stop to think—

That you are not forgotten, not forsaken, not alone. That heaven sends its whispers in the softest undertone. And if I could give you blessings, I’d give you this today: The knowing that you’re cherished in a thousand quiet ways.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept. 8th, 2025© MPMBNATRICPATCOPKYRANNABEN PMKJHGN89

A Basket of Blessings From My Heart to Yours

📖 Opening Scripture (KJV)

Luke 6:38 Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom.

Devotion: A Basket of Blessings From My Heart to Yours

If I could hand you something today, it wouldn’t be wrapped in ribbon or hidden in tissue—it would be a basket. Not just any basket, but one woven with prayer, lined with grace, and filled with blessings gathered from the garden of God’s goodness. It would be soft with mercy, fragrant with hope, and overflowing with joy.

Inside, you’d find peace for your anxious thoughts—like lavender tucked between pages of scripture. You’d find courage, shaped like a warm loaf of bread, ready to nourish your weary soul. You’d find laughter, like sunbeams caught in a jar, and forgiveness folded like a quilt stitched with second chances.

This basket isn’t mine alone—it’s passed from heart to heart, from one redeemed soul to another. Because when God blesses us, it’s never meant to be hoarded. His gifts multiply when shared. The more we pour out, the more He pours in. That’s the miracle of grace: it never runs dry.

But sometimes we forget. We clutch our baskets tight, afraid there won’t be enough. We compare our blessings to others’ baskets and miss the beauty of our own. Yet God gently reminds us: “Child, I am the source. I am the giver. I am the overflow.” And when we open our hands, we find they were never empty.

So today, I offer you this basket—not because I’m perfect, but because I’ve been blessed. And tucked inside is the greatest gift of all: the invitation to know the Giver Himself. His name is Jesus. He doesn’t just fill baskets—He fills hearts. He doesn’t just bless—He saves.

To receive Him, it’s as simple and sacred as ABC:

Admit you are a sinner in need of grace (Romans 3:23)
Believe that Jesus died and rose again for you (Romans 10:9)
Confess Him as Lord and call on His name (Romans 10:13)

That’s the beginning of a life where your basket never empties—because it’s held by nail-scarred hands that never let go.

So from my heart to yours, take this blessing. Let it remind you that you are loved, chosen, and invited into a story of eternal abundance.

💡 Tip of the Day

Write down three blessings you’ve received this week—then share one with someone else. Blessings grow best when planted in others.

📖 Scripture Recommendation

James 1:17 – Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above…
Psalm 103:2 – Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits…
Philippians 4:19 – But my God shall supply all your need…

🙏 Matching Prayer

Dear Lord, thank You for the basket of blessings You’ve placed in my life. Help me to see them, savor them, and share them. I admit my need for You, believe in Your saving love, and confess You as my Savior. Fill my heart with Your joy, my hands with Your grace, and my life with Your purpose. May I be a blessing to others, just as You have been to me. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept. 8th, 2025© MPMBNATRICPATCOPKYRANNABEN PMKJHGN89

Sunday, September 7, 2025

In His Steps of Grace I Will Not Fall - Coloring Page - Devotion

Psalm 37:23 The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in his way.

Devotion: Steps of Grace

Every journey begins with a step. And when those steps are guided by grace, even the rocky paths become holy ground. God doesn’t just point us in the right direction—He walks with us, steadying our stride, whispering truth with every footprint. His path isn’t always easy, but it’s always good.

To stay in His steps is to trust the pace of heaven. It means slowing down when we want to rush, standing still when we want to run, and moving forward when fear says “freeze.” Grace doesn’t push—it invites. It doesn’t demand—it delights. And when we walk in grace, we walk in rhythm with the heart of God.

But oh, how tempting it is to wander. The world offers shortcuts, shiny distractions, and paths paved with pride. Yet every detour away from God’s steps leads to weariness. The farther we stray, the heavier our hearts become. Grace calls us back—not with shame, but with a gentle “Come home.”

Staying in His steps means choosing obedience over impulse, faith over fear, and truth over trend. It’s not about perfection—it’s about direction. Even if we stumble, grace catches us. Even if we pause, grace waits. Even if we forget, grace remembers. His path is patient, and His presence is near.

And here’s the sweetest truth: God doesn’t just order our steps—He delights in them. He celebrates every act of trust, every moment of surrender, every quiet yes. Your walk with Him is not a checklist—it’s a love story. One step at a time, He writes redemption into your journey.

If you’ve never taken that first step with Jesus, today is the perfect day. Salvation is not earned—it’s received. It begins with the ABCs:

Admit you are a sinner (Romans 3:23)
Believe Jesus died and rose again for you (Romans 10:9)
Confess Him as Lord and call on His name (Romans 10:13)

That’s the first step of grace—and it leads to eternal life.

So walk with Him. Stay close. Let grace guide your feet and love light your way. Because every step with Jesus is a step toward home.

💡 Tip of the Day

When you feel pulled in too many directions, pause and whisper: “Lord, lead my next step.” Grace always answers.

📖 Scripture Recommendation

Proverbs 3:6 – In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.
Isaiah 30:21 – …This is the way, walk ye in it…
John 10:27 – My sheep hear my voice… and they follow me.

🙏 Matching Prayer

Lord, I want to walk in Your steps—not just today, but always. Help me resist the urge to wander. Let Your grace guide my feet, Your truth steady my heart, and Your love light my path. I admit my need for You, believe in Your saving power, and confess You as Lord. Lead me, step by step, into the life You’ve written for me. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Saturday, September 6, 2025

My Story is In God's Hands - Folk Song, Devotion, Coloring Page

Starting Scripture (KJV)

Isaiah 64:8 But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.

Devotion: My Story Is in God’s Hands

There’s something sacred about a blank page. It holds possibility, mystery, and the quiet thrill of what could be. And when we say, “My story is in God’s hands,” we’re not handing Him a finished manuscript—we’re offering the pen. We’re saying, “Write what You will God. I trust Your plan.”

God doesn’t write in straight lines. He writes in spirals and seasons. He scribbles grace in the margins and doodles mercy over mistakes. His handwriting is holy, even when it’s hard to read. And the chapters we’d rather skip? He turns them into footnotes of faith.

Sometimes we want to snatch the pen back. We think we know the ending. We try to edit the pain, rewrite the waiting, or delete the detours. But God is the Author who sees the whole arc. He knows that the valley is where the character grows, and the silence is where the soul learns to sing.

Your story isn’t just being written—it’s being held. Held in hands that shaped galaxies, calmed storms, and cradled crosses. Hands that never drop what they love. Hands that turn ashes into beauty and brokenness into blessing. You are not a rough draft. You are a masterpiece in motion.

And here’s the sweetest part: God doesn’t just write your story—He reads it with delight. He lingers over the lines of your laughter, bookmarks your bravery, and rereads your prayers like poetry. You are His favorite narrative, not because you’re perfect, but because you’re His.

So today, let go of the pen. Let Him write. Let Him surprise you. Let Him fill the pages with you never imagined and endings that echo eternity. Your story is not stuck. It’s sacred. And the Author is still writing.

Because when your story is in God’s hands, every chapter—yes, even this one—is part of something glorious.

💡 Tip of the Day

Write a short note to yourself: “This chapter matters.” Tape it to your mirror or tuck it in your Bible. Let it remind you that God is still writing. Walk in His will, put your trust in Him.

📖 Scripture Recommendation

Jeremiah 29:11 – For I know the thoughts that I think toward you…
Psalm 139:16 – …in thy book all my members were written…
Romans 8:28 – All things work together for good…

🙏 Matching Prayer

Lord, I place my story in Your hands. Not just the polished pages, but the messy ones too. Write with grace, edit with mercy, and fill every line with Your love. Help me trust the chapters I don’t understand, and rejoice in the ones You’ve already redeemed. May my life be a living letter of Your faithfulness. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept. 5th 2025 © mmmbcopannabenpatrrichpmnmGeorop

Poem/Song: When I Rejoice It's Because

Coloring Page and Devotion

When I Rejoice, It’s Because…

When I rejoice, it’s because The morning came again— Sunbeams spread across my floor Like mercy without end.

When I rejoice, it’s because The sparrow found her song, And even in the silence, I knew where I belong.

When I rejoice, it’s because The hurt did not define me, And grace, like gentle rain, Chose once more to remind me.

When I rejoice, it’s because The prayer I whispered low Was heard by One who answers In ways I’ll never know.

When I rejoice, it’s because I am redeemed of God. My tears watered my garden, He sent me a sunbeam.

When I rejoice, it’s because The broken things renew, God lovingly holds and heals, Abundant blessings not few.

When I rejoice, it’s because My heart, though worn, believes. He Strengthens with kindness— And weaves within me peace.

When I rejoice, it’s because I live, I’m loved, I’m saved. I am found, I’m heaven-bound. Gloriously in His ways.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept 5th, 2025© MBMPCOPANNA GRBENBPBKBNMPMRMGEOMMN

Psalm 119:14 I have rejoiced in the way of thy testimonies, as much as in all riches.

🌸 Devotion: Rejoicing in His Ways

Rejoicing isn’t just a response—it’s a rhythm. It’s the soul’s way of dancing when the world says “sit still.” And when we rejoice in His ways, we’re not celebrating ease or comfort—we’re celebrating alignment. We’re saying, “Lord, Your path is better than my plan. Your truth is richer than my treasure.”

His ways are not always paved with petals. Sometimes they wind through wilderness, pause in waiting rooms, or echo in empty places. But even there, we rejoice—not because the road is smooth, but because the Guide is faithful. His testimonies are the trail markers that remind us: we’re not lost, we’re led.

To rejoice in His ways is to find delight in discipline, beauty in boundaries, and peace in purpose. It’s realizing that obedience isn’t a burden—it’s a blessing. Like a child who learns to walk by holding a parent’s hand, we find joy not in the steps, but in the One who steadies us.

And oh, how clever His ways are. He hides healing in hardship. He tucks wisdom into waiting. He wraps grace around grief. His ways are layered like honeycomb—sweet, structured, and strong. When we pause to notice, we find ourselves whispering, “This is better than I imagined.”

Rejoicing in His ways means we stop measuring life by outcomes and start measuring it by obedience. It’s not about what we gain—it’s about who we become. And every time we choose His way over our own, we grow a little more into the image of the One who walked it first.

So today, rejoice. Not because everything makes sense, but because His ways are good. Rejoice like a daisy in sunlight, like a sparrow in song, like a heart that knows it’s held. Rejoice because you’re walking with Him—and that, dear soul, is the richest thing of all.

Because when we rejoice in His ways, we’re not just walking—we’re worshiping.

💡 Tip of the Day

When faced with a decision, ask: “Which choice reflects His character?” Rejoicing begins when our steps mirror His heart.

📖 Scripture Recommendation

Isaiah 55:9 – For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways…
Proverbs 3:6 – In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.
Psalm 37:23 – The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord…

🙏 Matching Prayer

Lord, teach me to rejoice in Your ways—even when they stretch me, surprise me, or slow me down. Let my heart delight in Your testimonies, and my steps follow Your truth. Fill me with joy that doesn’t depend on circumstance, but on closeness to You. May I walk with wonder, obey with gladness, and trust with peace. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept. 5th, 2025© mbpmnmrmpbkbAnnaBenCop8887776

Wednesday, August 27, 2025

Ten Apples of Love - Song Poem

10 Apples of Love

In Grandma’s bowl, the apples gleam,

A harvest kissed by Heaven’s dream.

Ten gifts of grace, each one a part;

Of how God loves the seeking heart.

**One**—Forgiveness, sweet and wide,

Like apple pie on the countryside.

No sin too deep, no shame too strong—

His mercy sings a healing song.

**Two**—The prayers of Grandpapa’s hands,

Planted deep in faithful lands.

His quiet strength, her gentle cheer,

God’s love made visible and near.

**Three**—Homemade peace in quilted grace,

A warm embrace, a sacred place.

Where hallelujahs softly rise,

Like cinnamon in lullabies.

**Four**—Harvest harmony, divine,

Each moment timed, each branch aligned.

The orchard hums with holy sound,

Where blessings fall and joy is found.

**Five**—A Hallelujah in the air,

A song of hope, a whispered prayer.

Even in storms, His love remains—

A melody through joy and pain.

**Six**—Orchestrated feeling flows,

Through every tear the Father knows.

He writes our hearts in sacred tune,

From morning light to silver moon.

**Seven**—Faith-filled praising, bold and true,

In every leaf and sky of blue.

We lift our hearts, we pray, we sing—

Our souls rejoice in Christ the King.

**Eight**—Written inspired, His Word,

The sweetest truth we’ve ever heard.

It guides, it guards, it lights the way—

A lamp of love for every day.

**Nine**—Moments cherished, never small,

Each breath, each laugh, He holds them all.

In apple-scented memory,

We find His love eternally.

**Ten**—The final apple, pure and bright,

A crown of grace, eternal light.

It whispers, “Child, you are adored—

Forever safe in Christ the Lord.”

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So pass the basket, share the pie,

Let hallelujahs fill the sky.

Ten apples, ten reminders sweet;

Of God's great love, for you and me.

Susan Barker Nikitenko 2025© Song Poem AnnaBroPbKbBenJBNmrmpmgn878787

I Love My Heavenly Father

*(Verse 1)*

I love my Heavenly Father,

He watches over me.

He knows my heart, He holds my hand,

He helps and comforts me.

*(Chorus)*

I lift my voice to praise Him,

To him my heart belongs.

I love my Heavenly Father—

In joy I sing with song.

*(Verse 2)*

He walks with me through valleys,

He shines when skies are gray.

He whispers truth and fills my soul,

He's with me ev'ry day.

*(Chorus)*

I lift my voice to praise Him,

To him my heart belongs.

I love my Heavenly Father—

In joy I sing with song.

*(Bridge)*

Even when I’m quiet,

He hears my ev'ry prayer.

I feel His love around me—

I know He’s always there.

*(Final Chorus)*

I lift my voice to praise Him,

To him my heart belongs.

I love my Heavenly Father—

In joy I sing with song.

Susan Barker Nikitenko 2025© MBMPKBPBANNABENBROANMRMPM44

Thursday, August 21, 2025

Son Shine From Above

Son-Shine From Above

Verse 1

Morning breaks in golden light;

But higher still, Your glory shines.

Hearts awaken to thy grace;

As heaven’s day conquers the night.

Verse 2

Flowers turn to catch the rays:

Yet eyes can’t fathom what You’ve done.

For every beam of earthly sun;

Fades beside Your wondrous ways.

Chorus

Son-shine from above, You reign in endless love.

Church bells ring, the angels sing, “Our Savior’s light has come!”

Son-shine fills our hearts, Your radiance never parts

We lift our voice, in You rejoice—Eternal radiant Son.

Verse 3

Storms may rage and shadows fall;

But in Your presence, fears retreat.

Each promise Heav’n’s own Son reveals;

A lighthouse standing firm and tall.

Bridge

Higher than the mountain peaks;

Sweeter than the morning song;

Your mercy warms the coldest soul;

And calls us to forever long.

Chorus

Son-shine from above, You reign in endless love

Church bells ring, the angels sing, “Our Savior’s light has come!”

Son-shine fills our hearts, Your radiance never parts.

We lift our voice, in You rejoice—Eternal radiant Son.

Tag

Every sunset speaks in hues;

But only Christ can make us new.

Son-shine from above, we’re held in your sweet love.

We're held in your sweet love.

Susan Barker Nikitenko August 16th, 2025© PMRMNMKBABBBANNAGNMPMBCOP676766

Son shine - Is Jesus' Light

John 8:12 ¶ Then spake Jesus again unto them,

saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me

shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.

Son-Shine From Above

Verse 1

Morning breaks in golden light;

But higher still Your glory shines.

Hearts awaken to thy grace;

As heaven’s day conquers the night.

Verse 2

Flowers turn to catch the rays:

Yet eyes can’t fathom what You’ve done.

For every beam of earthly sun;

Fades beside Your brighter blaze.

Chorus

Son-shine from above, You reign in endless love.

Church bells ring, the angels sing, “Our Savior’s light has come!”

Son-shine fills our hearts, Your radiance never parts

We lift our voice, in You rejoice—Eternal radiant Son.

Verse 3

Storms may rage and shadows fall;

But in Your presence, fears retreat.

Each promise Heav’n’s own Son reveals;

A lighthouse standing firm and tall.

Bridge

Higher than the mountain peaks;

Sweeter than the morning song;

Your mercy warms the coldest soul;

And calls us to forever long.

Chorus

Son-shine from above, You reign in endless love

Church bells ring, the angels sing, “Our Savior’s light has come!”

Sonshine fills our hearts, Your radiance never parts.

We lift our voice, in You rejoice—Eternal radiant Son.

Tag

Every sunset shines to you;

But only Christ can make us new.

Son-shine from above, we’re held in your sweet love.

We're held in your sweet love.

Son shine - Is Jesus' Light

Coloring and Devotion

Sunday, August 17, 2025

🌱 The Root of Mistrust

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🌱 The Root of Mistrust

Devotion for Teens to Adults

Scripture:
"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding."
— Proverbs 3:5 (KJV)

🌿 Opening Thought

Mistrust doesn’t usually burst onto the scene—it creeps in quietly. A broken promise. A betrayal. A prayer that seemed unanswered. Over time, these moments can plant seeds of doubt that grow into tangled roots of mistrust—toward people, toward ourselves, and even toward God.

But mistrust isn’t just a reaction. It’s a condition of the heart. And like any root system, it feeds on something. Fear. Control. Pain. Pride. The question is: what are we feeding it?

🌾 The Garden of the Heart

Imagine your heart as a garden. Trust is a delicate vine—it needs light, water, and care. Mistrust, on the other hand, is like a weed. It doesn’t need much to grow. It thrives in shadows and silence. Left unchecked, it can choke out the good things God is trying to cultivate in you: peace, joy, love, purpose.

So how do we uproot mistrust?

🌻 Three Steps to Healing Trust

Name the Root
Ask yourself: Where did this mistrust begin? Was it a person who hurt you? A moment when God felt distant? Naming the root doesn’t give it power—it gives you clarity.
Invite God into the Soil
God doesn’t just want to prune your life—He wants to transform the soil. Through prayer, scripture, and honest conversation, invite Him to dig deep. He’s not afraid of your questions or your pain.
Practice Trust Daily
Trust isn’t a one-time decision—it’s a daily discipline. Start small. Trust God with your schedule. With your relationships. With your healing. Each act of trust is a seed planted in faith.

🌼 Closing Reflection

Mistrust may feel safer. It builds walls, not bridges. But walls don’t protect—they isolate. God is calling you to something deeper. Not blind trust, but bold trust. Trust that sees the brokenness and still believes in redemption. Trust that knows the Gardener is good, even when the soil feels dry.

Prayer:
Lord, I confess the roots of mistrust in my heart. Help me name them, face them, and surrender them to You. Teach me to trust again—not because life is perfect, but because You are faithful. Uproot what doesn’t belong and plant Your truth deep within me. Amen.

🛡️ What Are Healthy Boundaries?

1. Biblical Foundation

Boundaries are modeled throughout Scripture. God set boundaries in Eden (Genesis 2:16–17), gave moral boundaries through the Ten Commandments, and even Jesus withdrew from crowds to rest and pray (Luke 5:16). These examples show that boundaries are not selfish—they’re sacred.

2. What They Protect

Healthy boundaries protect your:
Time and energy
Emotional health
Spiritual convictions
Relationships from manipulation or abuse
They help you say “yes” to what aligns with God’s will and “no” to what drains, distracts, or damages.

3. Signs of Healthy Boundaries

You can say no without guilt.
You respect others’ boundaries without resentment.
You don’t feel responsible for others’ emotions or choices.
You communicate clearly and kindly.
You feel safe, not controlled.

4. Boundaries vs. Bitterness

Boundaries are proactive, not reactive. They’re not punishment—they’re protection. Bitterness builds walls out of pain; boundaries build fences out of wisdom. One isolates, the other preserves peace.

5. Boundaries in Relationships

In friendships, ministry, family, or work, boundaries help define what’s acceptable and what’s not. If someone repeatedly lies, manipulates, or disrespects you, setting limits is not unloving—it’s stewardship of your soul.

6. Spiritual Boundaries

These include guarding your heart (Proverbs 4:23), avoiding toxic influences (Psalm 1:1), and maintaining space for prayer, rest, and renewal. Even Jesus didn’t let every voice shape His mission—He stayed rooted in the Father’s will.
Susan Barker Nikitenko 2025© PMNMKBRMPBANNABENGNMBMPCP5656544322

Wednesday, August 13, 2025

The Case of the Missing Joy

Above is a picture of Carl in his older age and Robby, who changes his appearance. His ears were tucked in in this drawing. He looks like a regular robot here.

🕵️‍♂️ The Case of the Missing Joy

Main Verse:
"Looking diligently lest any man fail of the grace of God; lest any root of bitterness springing up trouble you, and thereby many be defiled." —Hebrews 12:15 (KJV)

Detective Carl the Forest Ranger was on the case. Joy had vanished from the forest choir. Robby Robot’s tail wasn’t wagging. Grizly Grace was growling again. Even Giggly Gwen had stopped giggling. Something was wrong. Carl pulled out his magnifying glass and sniffed the air. “This smells like a root problem,” he said.

Sure enough, behind the choir stand, a gnarly, twisted root had pushed up through the ground. It was thick, stubborn, and ugly. “Bitterness Root,” Carl muttered. “One of the hardest to dig out.” Robby beeped in agreement. “Warning: joy levels critically low.” The critters gathered around, staring at the root. “Where did it come from?” asked Gwen. Carl scratched his head. “It started small. A little grumble here, a little jealousy there. But now it’s choking the joy.”

Bitterness is sneaky like that. It starts with a hurt feeling, a disappointment, or a grudge. We don’t deal with it, so it grows underground. And before we know it, it’s tangled around our thoughts, squeezing out joy. Just like in gardening, digging out a root takes work. You can’t just snap the top off. You’ve got to get down deep.

In everyday life, this might look like forgiving someone who didn’t say sorry. Or letting go of a grudge that’s been sitting in your heart for weeks. Or asking God to help you stop replaying that moment when things felt unfair. It’s not easy. But it’s worth it. Because once that root is gone—joy comes rushing back like sunlight through the trees.

Carl and Robby worked together with a shovel of Scripture and a spade of prayer. It took time. It took teamwork. But finally, the root came loose. The choir stand lifted. Gwen giggled. Robby beeped a praise tune. And Grizly Grace baked muffins again. “Joy restored,” Carl said with a smile. “Case closed.”

Thought of the Day:
Joy doesn’t disappear by accident. Sometimes it gets tangled in roots of bitterness. Dig deep with God’s help—and let joy grow again.

Bible Reading:
Hebrews 12:14–17 (KJV) — A powerful reminder to pursue peace and guard against bitterness taking root.

Closing Prayer:
Lord, help me dig out any root of bitterness hiding in my heart. Show me where I’ve held onto hurt or anger. Give me strength to forgive, courage to let go, and joy that grows deep and strong. In Jesus’ name, amen.

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Grizly Grace and The Tude Trap "Devotion"

🙃 “The Tude Trap”

Main Verse:
"Do all things without murmurings and disputings." —Philippians 2:14 (KJV)

Grizly Grace was having a day. First, her honey jar was empty. Then she stepped in a puddle. And to top it off, Carl the Forest Ranger told her she couldn’t growl at the choir anymore. “I’m not growling,” she snapped. “I’m expressing myself!” But Robby Robot just beeped and handed her a sticker that said “Attitude Adjustment in Progress.”

Grace stomped off, muttering about how unfair everything was. But as she passed the forest mirror (the one that shows your heart, not your fur), she gasped. Her reflection looked like a thundercloud with eyebrows! “That’s not me,” she said. But the mirror didn’t lie. Her attitude had turned her into a walking storm.

Now, you might not be a bear with a growl problem, but we all fall into the Tude Trap sometimes. Maybe your cereal got soggy, or your sibling took the last cookie, or your teacher gave you extra homework. Suddenly, your mood shifts. You sigh. You snap. You stew. And just like that, you’re wearing the stormy glasses of negativity.

But here’s the thing: a negative attitude doesn’t just affect you—it spreads. It’s like glitter spilled in a carpet. One grumble leads to another, and soon everyone’s stuck in the gloom. That’s why Philippians 2:14 tells us to do everything without complaining or arguing. Not just chores. Not just school. Everything.

God doesn’t expect us to be fake-happy robots. He knows life gets hard. But He does invite us to trust Him even when things go sideways. When we choose gratitude over grumbling, we start to see the good stuff again. Like how soggy cereal means you had breakfast. Or how extra homework means you’re learning. Or how your sibling… well, okay, that one’s still tough. 😄

Grizly Grace eventually came back to the choir with a tray of honey muffins and a softer voice. “Sorry for the storm,” she said. “I’m working on my tude.” And Robby beeped, “Reboot successful.” So next time you feel the grumble rising, pause and ask: What glasses am I wearing right now? Then swap them for God’s perspective—and watch the storm clear.

Thought of the Day:
A bad attitude makes everything look worse. But God’s truth helps you see the good—even when things go wrong.

Bible Reading:
Philippians 2:12–16 (KJV) — A powerful reminder to shine as lights in the world, without murmuring or disputing.

Closing Prayer:
Lord, help me recognize when my attitude is turning sour. Teach me to trust You when things don’t go my way. Give me a heart of gratitude and a voice that speaks kindness. And when I forget, gently remind me to reboot with Your truth. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Tuesday, August 12, 2025

I'm Working On My Additude = New Song

I'm Working On My Additude

(Chorus)

I'm working on my attitude,

Trying to live with gratitude.

I’ll ask, “Is this what Jesus Christ would do?”

Changing my tune, one prayer at a time—

With humility rhythm and rhyme.

(Verse 1)

When I’m grumbly, mumbly,a stomping my feet,

I stop and think, “Is this how love should speak?”

So I bow and pray, give it to the Lord,

Please let kindness be my final chord.

(Verse 2)

If I feel snappy, cranky, or blue,

I pray that Father God will help me through.

He shows us how to live with his grace,

So I’ll practice patience on God’s que.

(Bridge)

It's not always easy, I’ll admit,

Sometimes I’d rather throw a fit.

But Jesus is working change in me,

So I sing,I pray,off’rings bring.

(Repeat Chorus)

I'm working on my attitude,

Trying to live with gratitude.

Changing my tune, one prayer at a time—

With humility rhythm and rhyme.

Susan Barker Nikitenko August 2025©

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Monday, August 11, 2025

New Song "No Tude Please"

Rascalia's Song

No Tude Please

No tude, please—I’ve had my fill

Of stompy feet and voices shrill.

Let kindness rule where tempers fade,

And grace be more than just a trade.

No tude, please—let love begin,

With gentle words and patient grin.

A thankful heart, a peaceful soul,

With God’s blessing of self-control.

No tude, please—I need God’s hand,

To help me live just as He planned.

A cheerful heart, not grump or gloom,

Let joy rebloom and fill the room.

So if I pout or slam a door,

Lord, help me love a little more.

No tude, please—I’d rather be

A peacemaker in harmony!

Prayer:

Lord help me have the right attitude.

A heart of love and gratitude.

Help me to always be gentle and kind.

With peaceful words, never be rude.

Susan Barker Nikitenko

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Saturday, August 9, 2025

🐻 Bear’s Bedtime Tale: “Carl and the Great Fishing Fiasco”

“So there’s Carl, our noble Forest Ranger, standing knee-deep in the creek like he’s about to baptize a trout. He’s got his lantern in one hand — because apparently fish respond better to scripture than bait — and a fishing pole in the other that’s been tangled in vines since 1997.”

“He whispers, ‘Come forth, fish of faith,’ and I promise the minnows start swimming in circles like they’re attending choir practice.”

“Then Robby Robot, his trusty dog, scans the water and barks, ‘No fish detected. Recommend snack break.’ Carl sighs, adjusts his ranger hat, and says, ‘We walk by faith, not by sight… or sonar.’”

“Eventually, Carl catches something — turns out it’s his own boot from last summer. He holds it up like it’s a trophy and says, ‘Even the lost shall be found.’”

Lead into the story:

🐻 Bear’s Storytime Introduction: “A Boat, A Net, and a Big Surprise”

Bear sat on his favorite quilt, surrounded by giggling children and curious critters. He held up a lantern and whispered, “Tonight, I’m going to tell you about a fishing trip that didn’t go quite as planned…”

The children leaned in. “Was it a silly trip?” asked the raccoon.
Bear chuckled. “It started with empty nets and tired hearts. But then Jesus stepped into the boat…”

He paused, letting the lantern’s glow flicker across their wide eyes. “One fisherman named Peter had worked all night and caught nothing. But when Jesus said, ‘Try again,’ Peter obeyed — even though it didn’t make sense.”

The owl blinked. “Did it work?”
Bear smiled. “Oh, it worked alright. The nets overflowed. The boats nearly sank. And Peter’s heart was never the same.”

He opened his big storybook and said, “Let’s read what happened next — and see what it means for us today.”

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Friday, September 12, 2025

Definition of “mourn”

🌿 Blessed

💧 Are they that mourn

🤍 For they shall be comforted

🌸 Devotional Reflection

🌼 Devotional: “The Day the Pie Fell”

💬 A Devotional Reflection

☀️ Tip of the Day

📖 Scripture Recommendation

🙏 Matching Prayer

Wednesday, September 10, 2025

Devotional Story: “The Pink Umbrella and the Promise”

Supporting Scriptures (KJV)

Tip of the Day

Prayer

Monday, September 8, 2025

A Basket of Blessings From My Heart to Yours

Devotion: A Basket of Blessings From My Heart to Yours

💡 Tip of the Day

📖 Scripture Recommendation

🙏 Matching Prayer

Sunday, September 7, 2025

Devotion: Steps of Grace

💡 Tip of the Day

📖 Scripture Recommendation

🙏 Matching Prayer

Saturday, September 6, 2025

Starting Scripture (KJV)

Devotion: My Story Is in God’s Hands

💡 Tip of the Day

📖 Scripture Recommendation

🙏 Matching Prayer

🌸 Devotion: Rejoicing in His Ways

💡 Tip of the Day

📖 Scripture Recommendation

🙏 Matching Prayer

Wednesday, August 27, 2025

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Son-Shine From Above

Son-Shine From Above

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Sunday, August 17, 2025

🌱 The Root of Mistrust

🌿 Opening Thought

🌾 The Garden of the Heart

🌻 Three Steps to Healing Trust

🌼 Closing Reflection

🛡️ What Are Healthy Boundaries?

1. Biblical Foundation

Boundaries are modeled throughout Scripture. God set boundaries in Eden (Genesis 2:16–17), gave moral boundaries through the Ten Commandments, and even Jesus withdrew from crowds to rest and pray (Luke 5:16). These examples show that boundaries are not selfish—they’re sacred.

2. What They Protect

Healthy boundaries protect your:Time and energyEmotional healthSpiritual convictionsRelationships from manipulation or abuseThey help you say “yes” to what aligns with God’s will and “no” to what drains, distracts, or damages.

3. Signs of Healthy Boundaries

You can say no without guilt.You respect others’ boundaries without resentment.You don’t feel responsible for others’ emotions or choices.You communicate clearly and kindly.You feel safe, not controlled.

4. Boundaries vs. Bitterness

Boundaries are proactive, not reactive. They’re not punishment—they’re protection. Bitterness builds walls out of pain; boundaries build fences out of wisdom. One isolates, the other preserves peace.

5. Boundaries in Relationships

In friendships, ministry, family, or work, boundaries help define what’s acceptable and what’s not. If someone repeatedly lies, manipulates, or disrespects you, setting limits is not unloving—it’s stewardship of your soul.

6. Spiritual Boundaries

Wednesday, August 13, 2025

🕵️‍♂️ The Case of the Missing Joy

Tuesday, August 12, 2025

Monday, August 11, 2025

Saturday, August 9, 2025

🐻 Bear’s Bedtime Tale: “Carl and the Great Fishing Fiasco”

Lead into the story:

🐻 Bear’s Storytime Introduction: “A Boat, A Net, and a Big Surprise”

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Healthy boundaries protect your:
Time and energy
Emotional health
Spiritual convictions
Relationships from manipulation or abuse
They help you say “yes” to what aligns with God’s will and “no” to what drains, distracts, or damages.

You can say no without guilt.
You respect others’ boundaries without resentment.
You don’t feel responsible for others’ emotions or choices.
You communicate clearly and kindly.
You feel safe, not controlled.