A Vine of Blessing

A Vine Of Blessing

I found a blessing in my garden;

It was a pleasant  surprise.

I saw a lovely flower blooming;

It was then I realized.

It wasn't just some random flower;

It was  a pumpkin vine.

I felt blest to see a pumpkin bloom;

At this late season of time.

The leaves are falling from the tree tops;

Autumn's flowers seem to wait.

I wonder if it will grow a pumpkin;

If the snow will hesitate.

Even so I'm happy just to know;

That God blesses our good deeds.

Even through a growing pumpkin vine;

A vine of truth, a faithful seed. 

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God does not forget a work of faith;

That by grace and faith was sewn.

It will one day bear fruit blest by God;

Even if it is on its own.

One day we will just be a memory;

But faithful fruit will last.

Even through a lonely seed planted;

By God on our behalf.

Susan Y Nikitenko ©
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 Hebrews 6:10 

For God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labour of love, which ye have shewed toward his name, in that ye have ministered to the saints, and do minister.

Galations 6:9 And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.

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Yonder, Way Back Then - Proverbs 31:27 - Restored August 25th, 2014

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Yonder, Way Back Then

By: Susan Nikitenko

2010

 Turning thread around the needle:

Mama  sang a hymn.

Little angel sat beside her:

With a happy grin.

Little angel colored pictures:

for  our Mother dear.

looked and saw her grinning;

Grinning ear to ear.

Apple pie within the oven;

Filled the air with joy.

Little brother, He made noises;

While he played with toys.

Another loop within the ring;

One more stitch, to stitch.

Mothers  hands were always working;

Made us feel so rich.

Mama  went to check the pie;

Checked if it was done.

Then she called, it's time to eat;

All could hear us run.

Daddy  prayed a prayer of thanks;

Then He'd say, "dig in"

And that's the way it used to be;

Yonder, way back then.

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