I Dare You

An atheist professor was teaching a college class and he told the class

that he was going to prove that there was not a God.

He said, "God if you are real, then I dare you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you 15 minutes!"
Ten minutes went by He kept taunting God, saying, "Here I am God, I'm still waiting" He got down to the last couple of minutes and a BIG 240 pound football player happened to walk by the door and heard what the professor said. The football player walked in the class room and in the last minute, he walked up, hit the professor full force, and sent him flying off the platform.

The professor got up, obviously shaken and said, "Wow, where did you come from and why did you do that?"

The football player replied, "God was busy, so He sent me!"

Why Me Lord?

Why me Lord? what have I ever done

to deserve even one of

the pleasures I've known

Tell me, Lord,what did I ever do

that was worth lovin' you

or the kindness you've shown

Lord help me, Jesus, I've wasted it so

help me Jesus I know what I am

but now that I know that I've needed you so

help me, Jesus, my soul's in your hand

Try me, Lord, if you think there's a way

I can try to repay all I've taken from you

maybe Lord I can show someone else

what I've been through myself,

on my way back to you

Lord help me, Jesus, I've wasted it so

help me Jesus I know what I am

but now that I know that I've needed you so

help me, Jesus, my soul's in your hand

Lord help me, Jesus,

I've wasted it so help me Jesus I know what I am

but now that I know that I've needed you so

help me Jesus my souls in your hand

Jesus, my soul's in your hand.

~Kris Kristofferson~

God the Artist

God, when you thought of a pine tree,


How did you think of a star?

How did you dream of the Milky Way

To guide us from afar.

How did you think of a clean brown pool

Where flecks of shadows are?

God, when you thought of a cobweb,

How did you think of dew?

How did you know a spider's house

Had shingles bright and new?

How did you know the human folk

Would love them like they do?

God, when you patterned a bird song,

Flung on a silver string,

How did you know the ecstasy

That crystal call would bring?

How did you think of a bubbling throat

And a darling speckled wing?

God, when you chiseled a raindrop,

How did you think of a stem,

Bearing a lovely satin leaf

To hold the tiny gem?

How did you know a million drops

Would deck the morning's hem?

Why did you mate the moonlit night

With the honeysuckle vines?

How did you know Madeira bloom

Distilled ecstatic wines?

How did you weave the velvet disk

Where tangled perfumes are?

God, when you thought of a pine tree,

How did you think of a star?

Beneath Your Strong Wings: I Miss You Daddy!

I Miss You, Daddy!

Your arms around me I will never feel now

At least not that I remember

I was born in late September

You died 11 years later.

I wish you could have waited

Until at least i could've had graduated

But death came to you by surprise

It really wasn't your choice.

I had to grow up without you dad

My future children you'd never see

But through my life and through my heart

You'll always live in me.

The others say you're not my dad

Because I am not of your own blood

But even though i am not yours

I still am part of you.

I forgive you dad for leaving me

You didn't ask to go

I'd only wish that you were here

Because I love you so.

I love you daddy, very much

You are my shining star

If you could I know you'd be here

But heaven's just too far.

DO YOU LOVE ME?

One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise. Ah! ... the beauty of God's creation is beyond description. As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work. As I sat there, I felt the Lord's presence with me.
He asked me, "Do you love me?" I answered, "Of course, God!
You are my Lord and Saviour!"
Then He asked, "If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?"
I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn't be able to do and thought about the things that I take for granted.
I answered, "It would be tough Lord, but I would still love You."


Then the Lord said, "If you were blind, would you still love my creation?"
How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved God and His creation. So I answered, "It's hard to think of it, but I would still love you."
The Lord then asked me, "If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?"
How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood. Listening to God's Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts. I answered, "It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word."





The Lord then asked, "If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?"
How could I praise without a voice? Then it occurred to me, God wants us to sing from our very hearts and souls. It never matters what we sound like. And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks. So I answered, "Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name."
And the Lord asked, "Do you really love Me?"
With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly, "Yes Lord! I love You because You are the one and true God!"
I thought I had answered well, but God asked, "Then why do you sin?"
I answered, "Because I am only human. I am not perfect."
"Then why in times of peace do you stray the furthest? Why only in times of trouble do you pray the earnest?"
I had no answers ... only tears.



The Lord continued. "Why only sing at fellowships and retreats? Why seek Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?"
The tears continued to roll down my cheeks. "Why are you ashamed of Me? Why are you not spreading the good news? Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?""You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away. I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away. I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge. I have spoken to you but your ears were closed. I have shown My blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away. I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all. Do you truly love me?





I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this? When my heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said, "Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child."
The Lord answered, "That is My Grace, My child."
I asked, "Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?"
The Lord answered, " Because you are My creation. You are my child. I will never abandon you. When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you. When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you. When you are down, I will encourage you. When you fall, I will raise you up. When you are tired, I will carry you. I will be with you until the end of days, and I will love you forever."




Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How could I have hurt God as I had done? I asked God, "How much do You love me?"
The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands. I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Savior. And for the first time, I truly prayed.