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Look Out Hollywood
       There’s nothing wrong with taking a trip now and then for relaxation and enjoyment. It’s especially nice to get away in the winter months. On the other hand, it’s the simple things in life that truly satisfy the soul. And if we find ourselves facing any kind of lack, Jesus can fill our every need.

Philippians 4:11-13; (NLT).
     "Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content. I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through Him who strengthens me."


So you’re going to Acapulco
Then look out Hollywood!
You’re going to see all those places
You say, “I’m gonna live like I should!
It's party time in Puerto Rico
There's dancing at the Madre Gras
It's time to have fun and enjoy life
Come on and I'll show you how.”

Yes, you’re going in search out the good times
To take in all you that you can
You’ll lay on those California beaches
Or the French Riviera for a tan.
Well goodbye my friend and good neighbor
And be happy wherever you go
But I have a place that I love more
It's my back yard right here at home

The Madre Gras is just what you make it
Acapulco and Hollywood too
But when I lay 'neath the trees in my yard
It is something to "feel", not to "do"
You spend hundreds of dollars for sunshine
The same sun that warms me is free
You go hundreds of miles as you search for
What is just out the back door for me

A robin lands in the garden
A squirrel is perched on the fence
Leaving all this for the "hot-spots"
Really wouldn't make very good sense
I have sunshine, and shade trees to hug me
And they don't wear a clowns mask to hide
I can drink in the joys of pure nature
That no beaches or parties provide

Why should I fly off to "dream-lands"?
When the woods and the streams are so near
Where a rustling leaf stirs the heart strings
With a song that will soothe any ear
Why travel to those far fancy places
Aboard airplanes, or ships, or in cars
When I've found all the joy that life offers
Right here in my quiet back yard
© rdouglasVeer 9/6/2005

Daddy's Girl
       A father figure in a home is so very
 important, especially for young girls. It is said that if a girl is not shown love by her dad, she will seek it elsewhere. That’s why so many girls get into trouble; they are having babies before they’ve grown up themselves. So if you’re a dad out there, remember to love and value your daughter(s). The affection and acceptance you show them will go a long way toward
shaping them into the young ladies they ought to be. Father’s, remember your daughters (and sons) this Father’s Day.

(Proverbs 15:1) "A soft answer turneth away wrath: but grievous words stir up anger."

(Psalm 144:12) "May our sons flourish in their youth like well-nurtured plants. May our daughters be like graceful pillars, carved to beautify a palace."

(1 Peter 3:3-4) "Do not let your adorning be external the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the
imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God’s sight is very precious."

Daddy’s Girl

There are lots of things to think about
in this ole' crazy world.
Especially when you're a DADDY
to a precious "baby girl".
You think about the "whooping cough"
and "mumps and"measles" too,
and wonder,"If she gets them,
what ever will I do?"

But somehow she comes through those years
and learns to crawl and walk.
Then one day you hear, "Daddy",
as she begins to talk!
With every year that passes by
your heart swells more and more,
as patiently, you watch with pride
for what God has in store.

She goes to school and does real well
and you're so pleased for her.
And you watch her as she grows into
a precious "teen-age" girl.
And now you know that soon she'll be
a woman . . . and you pray,
that soon she'll give her heart to God, before
some boy takes it away.

She will never leave your mind
and surely not your heart!
Because deep down within your soul
she'll always be a part.
“Dear Daughter, you’re my sparkle,
more than diamonds or pearls.
And whether you are young or old,
you'll always be, "Daddy’s Girl”.
© rdouglasVeer 9/20/1997

Sincerely Yours
       The book of Psalms is a book of praise and
worship of God. It was written by several authors; King David wrote more than half of them. We can know one thing for sure: David loved God and was called a man after God’s own heart. Even though he sinned, he was devastated by his failures. His heart’s desire was to get back on track with God. You might even say David was desperate for God. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if as Christians, we would all get to that place where we sincerely desired to be close to God, above all else.

Psalm 145:1-3; (NLT).
     "A psalm of praise of David.
I will exalt you, my God and King, and praise your name forever and ever. I will praise you every day; yes, I will praise you forever. Great is the Lord! He is most worthy of praise! No one can measure his greatness."

Sincerely Yours
(A letter to God)

Oh, God of the heavenly universe;
so full with stars and light.
How can I ever understand,
how you made the day and the night?
How can I ever begin to grasp
all of your awesome might?
But there's one thing for sure:
It is You I adore.
Lord, I want to be sincerely yours.
Yes, that's what I want to be.
Sincerely yours.

The world has a way of making believe.
It wants to pretend all the time.
But in all of the universe You are unmatched
and now I am yours and you’re mine.
Grateful forever I’ll always be
because of Your love so divine.
And there's one thing for sure:
It is You I adore.
Lord, I want to be sincerely yours.
Yes, that's what I want to be.
Sincerely yours.

Sincerely yours.
Lord, that's what I want to be.
Sincerely yours;
each and every small part of me.
My heart and my soul,
my hands and my feet
cry out to you with each breath I take.
Lord, all that I am and all that I'll be.
Oh Lord, I'm sincerely yours.
I cry out to you with each breath I take.
Lord, all that I am and all that I'll be.
Oh Lord, I'm sincerely yours.
I cry out to you with each breath I take.
Lord, all that I am and all that I'll be.
Oh Lord,
I'm sincerely
© rdouglasVeer 5/20/2011

Her Hands
by Maggie Pittman © February 2006
       How can parents raise their children to follow Christ and develop a real faith that means more than just going to church on Sunday mornings? Well it boils down to practicing tiny habits. Yes, dads can be good examples for their kids but moms are strong
influencers. As they model good habits in the home, children are shaped and molded. The same is true of bad habits, of course. For example, a parent who loses their temper a lot will teach a child to
respond to things the same way.
       There are many models found in the Bible: models of good behavior, right attitudes, kindness,
generosity, compassion, and a loving spirit. Good moms are especially praised like the Proverbs 31 women. The Scripture says, “Her children rise up and call her blessed,” (verse 28). That’s not just
momentary praise but praise that will last a lifetime. Grown children will remember and reflect upon the goodness of their mothers; how their helping hands were always there to help and comfort them. Let’s give thanks for our mom this Mother’s Day but let’s also mirror the goodness we received so that as moms, we might bless our children.

Proverbs 31:25-30; (ESV).
       “Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: ‘Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all.’”

Her Hands

Her hands held me gently from the day I took my first breath.
Her hands helped to guide me as I took my first step.
Her hands held me close when the tears would start to fall.
Her hands were quick to show me that she would take care of it all.

Her hands were there to brush my hair, or straighten a wayward bow.
Her hands were often there to comfort the hurts that didn't always show.
Her hands helped hold the stars in place, and encouraged me to reach.
Her hands would clap and cheer and praise when I captured them at length.

Her hands would also push me, though not down or in harm's way.
Her hands would punctuate the words, just do what I say.
Her hands sometimes had to discipline, to help bend this young tree.
Her hands would shape and mold me into all she knew I could be.

Her hands are now twisting with age and years of work,
Her hand now needs my gentle touch to rub away the hurt.
Her hands are more beautiful than anything can be.
Her hands are the reason I am me.

By Maggie Pittman February 2006 © Maggie Pittman

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Footprint In the Sand
       Many of us have read that wonderful poem called, Footprints. From those words we discover how God carries us when we can’t go any further. The truth is, God truly cares for us. We know that for sure because He sent his only Son to die in our place for our sins and offenses. If Jesus laid down His life for you and me, wouldn’t He also freely give us what we ask for? (As long as we don’t ask “amiss”.) We serve a good God!

Romans 8:32; (NLT)
       "Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won't he also give us everything else?"

Footprint In The Sand

There's a footprint in the sand
by the seaside of Galilee,
and as I step into it
I find it's too big for me.

It's the footprint of Jesus
made two thousand years ago.
It's the footprint of the Son of man,
and I love him so.

As I walk along the seashore
where my Savior’s feet have walked,
I wish I could hear Him speaking;
I wish I could hear him talk.

A hush comes over all the sea
where it's rushing meets the shore,
and a vision comes in from the waves
as He walks the sands once more.

I can almost hear Him speaking;
I can almost hear His voice,
while a choir of angels hover near
and my Lord begins to talk.

He says, "Child I'll walk this way again
any time you want me to.
After being nailed to Calvary,
I'll do anything for you."

And a hush comes over all the sea
where it's rushing meets the shore,
and a vision comes in from the waves
As He walks the sands once more.
  © rdouglasVeer 6/2/2012

A Nail
       Although God created us and everything imaginable in this great universe, He desired genuine companionship. Only He couldn’t cohabit with sinners and He didn’t want to be surrounded by a bunch of mindless puppets. So He loved us as we are, took a nail for us, and paid for our wrong doings so we could be washed clean and ready to dwell in His holy presence. What an amazing God we serve!

Galatians 3:13-14 (The Message)
       "Christ redeemed us from that self-defeating, cursed life by absorbing it completely into himself. Do you remember the Scripture that says, “Cursed is everyone who hangs on a tree”? That is what happened when Jesus was nailed to the cross: He became a curse, and at the same time dissolved the curse. And now, because of that, the air is cleared and we can see that Abraham’s blessing is present and available for non-Jews, too. We are all able to receive God’s life, his Spirit, in and with us by believing—just the way Abraham received it."

A Nail

A soldier took a mighty axe to fell a mighty tree
It only took a little sin to make a fool of me
He dug a big hole in the ground to put the Lord’s cross in
They didn’t need to dig that deep to find in me my sin

It took a mighty arm to swing the hammer at the nail
A weak and wicked heart was all it took for me to fail
In life I find it hard to tear away from all that ails
And yet in death my Savior rent in twain the temple veil

Is your house in order friend? Or is there more to do?
Are you ready if today he'd split
that Eastern sky in two?

Jesus took a nail, or two, from sin to set you free
One per hand, one through his feet, to me that totals three
He took a spear and three old nails to pay the price for sin
But if it was just one I know, for me, still t’would have been

Are you aware your life could end in just a day or two?
On that day will you be certain where you’re going to?
Why not drive a stake today, and know for sure you're saved?
Remember that He paid the price; for you He took a nail
© rdouglasVeer 3/22/1998

       Some things in this life can be so attractive. Before we know it, we can be drawn in to something we never intended to partake of. We find ourselves being swept away, sometimes like a lamb to the slaughter. At the same time, God has words of wisdom for us, if only we would turn toward Him, listen, trust, and obey. What about you? Are you still chasing moonbeams?

1 John 2:15, 17; (NLT)
       "Do not love this world nor the things it offers you, for when you love the world, you do not have the love of the Father in you . . . And this world is fading away, along with everything that people crave. But anyone who does what pleases God will live forever."
Matthew 6: 33; (NKJV)
       "But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you."


Let's run with the crowd; let’s have some have fun
Life is short they say; we only live once
Let’s go for the gusto; let’s reach above the clouds
I hear so many sayings for cryin' out loud!

The world could be my oyster and my hat-rack a star
If I’d take a ride in this luxury car
And drink from "this" fountain on my overseas trip
All my friends would envy me; I'd really be “hip"

If I’d wear this perfume when I went on a date
Romance would be “in the cards”, spelling out my fate
The hair-do makes the woman, the clothes make the man
But nothing could be finer than a California tan

The world has so many clever messages for me
About finding happiness and about being free
I do try to model the things I ought to follow,
But it’s like trying to catch a moonbeam in a bottle

There’s another message though, that’s touched my very soul
It doesn’t offer power, fame, or riches as a goal
It’s all about the One who made the land and the seas
He created all the stars, so the night could see

He dressed the oceans and filled the shores with sand
He made every creature through His all-wise commands
And while He looked at everything and said that it was great
He didn’t think it was complete ‘til He made man and mate

I know that I’ve been fearfully and wonderfully made
There’s nothing this old world could offer me for which I’d trade
He’s renewed my spirit and caused my heart to see
How He can put a moonbeam in a bottle just for me
rdouglasVeer © 9/6/2005

       Are you able to keep your sense of peace even when the storms of life come? Or do you focus on the problem at hand, so much so that you lose your sight of Jesus? Remember, He promised He would never leave you nor forsake you. He calmed the storm at sea, keeping the disciples safe. He longs for you to trust in Him with your very life. Are you ready to do that in the midst of your troubles?

Mark 4:38-39; (NKJV)
       But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?” Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm.


Out on the horizon brews another dreaded storm.
Swirling in the darkness and sounding the alarm.
Threatening clouds of melancholy, rolling o'er the sky.
My poor and tired heart is asking, "Why, Lord, why?”

Days roll on so endlessly when I can't seem to see
A moments hope or happiness, to renew the strength I need.
Why do thunderclouds roll in, and shadows fill my days,
Disturbing even quiet times, when I go to pray?

Pitifully I slip on down to dungeons dark and deep
Where memories remind me of my tired fears and griefs.
Like the surging, ripping tide, from a boisterous sea
Churning, troubled thoughts pile high, and beat me to my knees.

My aching body cries because of all the pain it bears.
My soul cries out, “Don’t you know? The truth is, no one cares!”
And who are you that you should have the peace that others know?”
On and on with deepening sadness, voices ebb and flow

"Oh God, why must it be this way? Just how can I find rest?
And how can peace and comfort come, within this aching breast?”
Then hidden there behind the clouds a tiny light appears.
It grows and glistens as I watch it, drawing ever near.

Faintly, I can see a figure, walking in the glow
Silencing my beating heart, because somehow I know . . .
That I should not let sorrow from this troubled world withhold
All the precious treasures, that the Lord would give my soul.

My vision becomes clearer; I can see that it is He!
The one who calms the winds and storms; the man from Galilee.
Bolts of lightning have not hindered His approaching steps.
Now He reaches down to touch me where my eyes have wept.

Wrapped around me is His love; it’s all that I can feel.
He softly walks upon my storm, and whispers, "Peace be still".
For even in this moment as he speaks in loving psalms,
All my fears do vanish as I languish in his calm.
© rdouglasVeer 9/13/2005

Full Barn
       So, how’s your New Year’s resolution going? Have you kept your promises to yourself? Are you living up to what you might have promised God? By the way, what did you put at the top of your list? What have you deemed most important? Remember that in all we try to accomplish, only what we do for the Lord will last for eternity. Matthew said in chapter 16, “For what profit is it to a man if he gains the whole world, and loses his own soul? Or what will a man give in exchange for his soul?”  (Vs. 26). Are we really working for Jesus, or are we working hard to store up treasure in this life, only to leave it behind in the end?

Luke 12:15-21 (NKJV)  The Parable of the Rich Fool
          And He [Jesus] said to them, “Take heed and beware of covetousness, for one’s life does not consist in the abundance of the things he possesses.” Then He spoke a parable to them, saying: “The ground of a certain rich man yielded plentifully. And he thought within himself, saying, `What shall I do, since I have no room to store my crops?’ So he said, `I will do this: I will pull down my barns and build greater, and there I will store all my crops and my goods. And I will say to my soul, “Soul, you have many goods laid up for many years; take your ease; eat, drink, and be merry.” ‘ But God said to him, `Fool! This night your soul will be required of you; then whose will those things be which you have provided?’ “So is he who lays up treasure for himself, and is not rich toward God.”

Full Barn

The ground of a certain man
produced and brought forth plenty.
This man was extremely rich;
his barn was never empty.
And he thought within himself,
“Oh my, what shall I do?
The problem is there’s
no more room
to store up all this food.”

The rich man said, “The answer
to my dilemma dear
is to pull down my old barn
and build a bigger one here
Then I’ll have more room,
the richer I become.
Yes, I’ll grow even larger.
I will not be out-done!”

And when I finish building
and loading up my barn
I’ll say, “Eat. drink. Be merry!
Tomorrow may not come.”
I have so many goods
To keep hope shining bright
But God said, “Fool, know
that your soul
will be required of you tonight!”
© rdouglasVeer 6/2/2012

Heartsong Melody
       King Solomon penned one thousand and five love songs in this biblical book called The Song of Solomon or The Song of Songs. The theme of the book can be found in verse 2:16: “My lover is mine, and I am his. . .” The book presents a beautiful love story in poetic form and has been a source of delight to readers through the ages. It celebrates the love between a bridegroom and a bride. But it is also a perfect picture of the beautiful bond between Christ, the Heavenly Bridegroom, and His Church, the Bride of Christ. It is wonderful to know that the bridegroom takes the initiative to pursue the bride. In the same way, God chooses us, and opens the way for us to be united with Him. Furthermore, the bride is unworthy of the bridegroom’s love. As sinners, we too are unworthy, but God is gracious and His love for us is eternal. While human marriage is time-honored and magnificent, as believers our union with Christ is everlasting and divine.

Song of Songs 2:12-14; (The Message).
       "Get up, my dear friend, fair and beautiful lover-come to me! Look around you: Winter is over; the winter rains are over, gone! Spring flowers are in blossom all over. The whole world's a choir-and singing! Spring warblers are filling the forest with sweet arpeggios. Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed, and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms. Oh, get up, dear friend, my fair and beautiful lover-come to me! Come, my shy and modest dove--leave your seclusion, come out in the open. Let me see your face, let me hear your voice. For your voice is soothing and your face is ravishing."

Heartsong Melody
For My Bride To Be

I hear the whispers in the wind
When even tide is near.
With its soft melodious voice
It calls the moon, "Come near".
I hear the gurgling of the brook
As it trickles down.
Across the rocky meadow face
With wrinkles in its brow.

I hear the branches of the pines
Play syncopated tunes
That harmonize with ev'ning doves
And owls and lutes and loons.
Then the brook and wing and wind
in orchestrated mewl
Bring night alive with moon and stars
To now be born anew.

Love’s crescendo booms and cries
In catalytic swoon.
Our hearts unite "en musicale"
beneath a lover's moon.
And then in soft melodic notes
Your love song touches me
And matches melody and rhyme
To my “heartsong melody”.
© rdouglasVeer 3/8/1997

       Today is “Sanctity of Human Life Sunday”. Did you know that since the Supreme Court decision of Roe Vs. Wade in 1973, there have been over 60 million abortions in America? We’re not just talking about terminated pregnancies; we’re talking about the killing of millions of children. Oh, but that’s such strong language, you say. You may protest that you have the right to do what you want to with your own body. That’s true. But you don’t have any rights over the body of another.

Jeremiah 1:4, 5 (NIV).
         “The word of the Lord came to me [Jeremiah] saying, Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart . . .”


I wonder what the snow looks like
and the sparkling of the rain
as it lights upon the window
and runs down the window pane

I’ll bet the sun is very warm
when the morning brings its light
pushing away the darkness
that hides everything at night

And I can only imagine
what it must feel like to be
cuddled up to Momma’s breast
while I sit upon her knee

You see I’ve looked so forward
to having all these things
like seeing light and shadows
and hearing Robins sing

I guess I’ll just imagine, Mom,
how my cheeks would feel to blush
and when you’d softly touch my hair
as you’d begin to brush

And I’d love to feel your heart beat
as you held me close to you
and learn the many other things
that little girls get to do

But Momma don’t you worry
‘cause I love you anyway
even though I was aborted
when I was almost born today.
© rdouglasVeer 1/20/2019

The Most Beautiful Bible
       We are so blessed here in America. While there are many people all over the world that would love to own a Bible, and while some countries have even outlawed them, Christian homes on this continent have access to several Bibles in all sorts of versions. At the same time, there are many folks--though they may own a Bible or two--who never open one to read the wonderful messages written inside its pages. How sad. What good is a shiny new Bible if it’s never explored? Let’s recommit ourselves for 2022, to read God’s word each day!

John 8:31, 32; (AMP).
       Jesus said, “If you abide in My word [continually obeying My teachings and living in accordance with them, then] you are truly My disciples. And you will know the truth [regarding salvation], and the truth will set you free [from the penalty of sin] . . .”

The Most Beautiful Bible

I was sitting there holding my head in my hands.
I don't think anybody in the world understands.
The radio was blaring out a whole bunch of words.
It really was stupid stuff; let me tell you what I heard.

A guy--like from a carnival--was hawkin’ his wares.
The way he went about it wouldn't make me care.
Inside it just left me feeling kind of numb.
Yes, he was religious but he sounded so dumb.

I’ve heard this kind of “junk" before: Come one, come all,
come everybody--big and small.
The deal of a lifetime is finally here.
Hurry now; this offer may soon disappear.

With edges all gold and letters big and bold,
come read all about the greatest story ever told.
You can get it in blue and burgundy too.
It's only nine-ninety-five. This is the Bible for you!

But in my hand were pages that were tattered and torn.
I said, "To me, the most beautiful Bible is well worn.”
Oh, how many times I have traveled this way
and opened these pages and heard my God say,
“Walk in My word; believe wholly in Me.
When you know My truth, the truth will set you free.”
              © rdouglasVeer 12/26/2009

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