It is only a tiny rosebud,
A flower of God’s design;
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy
hands of mine.

The “Praying Hands” are much, much more
than just a work of art,
They are the “soul’s creations”
of a deeply thankful heart.

God, I thank you for the place where no
one goes but you and I; for the secret field,
the tree, the rock, the corner in the house
where I may go and find myself again and,
in finding me, find you.

I look to the Heavens at God’s wonderful art,
I wonder how it all came to be.
Dearest Lord, in your grace,
say a prayer for me.

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: One belonged to him, the other to the LORD.

Mommy went to Heaven, but I need her here today,
My tummy hurts and I fell down, I need her right away,
Operator can you tell me how to find her in this book?

I was walking down life’s highway a long time ago. One day I saw a sign that read `Heaven Grocery Store’.

As I got a little closer, the door came wide open, And when I came to myself, I was standing inside.

I have a friend called Jesus
On Him I do depend,
He walks with me and talks to me
His mercy never ends.

Give me your help Lord,
To live this one day.
One knot to unravel;
One problem to weigh.

For many years I cried and thought, why did God abandon me
I have read my Bible faithfully and prayed on bended knee