<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985</id><updated>2011-07-30T07:59:27.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems &amp; Writings by Carl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8241887205991932873</id><published>2010-04-23T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:19:25.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>River of Love</title><content type='html'>River of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the source of every good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Out of His love for us blessings flow.&lt;br /&gt;Like a raging river washing over us,&lt;br /&gt;We are covered by His wondrous love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not to still the raging river,&lt;br /&gt;But as a channel become the river.&lt;br /&gt;Out of love a blessing we become,&lt;br /&gt;by sharing His love to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As raindrops fall to form a stream,&lt;br /&gt;One upon another the river grows.&lt;br /&gt;And as the drops now becomes a team,&lt;br /&gt;it true purpose, God’s love to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing upon blessing joins as one,&lt;br /&gt;To proclaim the glory of God’s Son.&lt;br /&gt;Watch as the blessing of love grows,&lt;br /&gt;Changing lives as God’s love flows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s gift to us, a blessing we will be;&lt;br /&gt;A light in the world, so they may see.&lt;br /&gt;As we swim in the river of His love,&lt;br /&gt;Let us give the glory to God above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the throne of God flows a river,&lt;br /&gt;He is our God, our source and life giver.&lt;br /&gt;It is His powerful river that washes clean,&lt;br /&gt;The river of love blessing to redeem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love creating blessings watch love grow,&lt;br /&gt;As blessings spread His love the river flows.&lt;br /&gt;God’s gift to us is a blessing of endless love,&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts response to Him, share the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 23 April 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8241887205991932873?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8241887205991932873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8241887205991932873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8241887205991932873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8241887205991932873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/04/river-of-love.html' title='River of Love'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2897840469857957975</id><published>2010-04-12T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T07:26:03.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lord, My King</title><content type='html'>My Lord, My King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sins chains had me bound,&lt;br /&gt;Struggling with all my might,&lt;br /&gt;Still those chains held on tight,&lt;br /&gt;Forcing me to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong I’d done,&lt;br /&gt;A river of bitter tear I shed.&lt;br /&gt;Who could save me from the dead?&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, my king, the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, my King, only He,&lt;br /&gt;That could be the Sacrifice;&lt;br /&gt;To pay my sins high price,&lt;br /&gt;So great His love for me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Confused, I was so lost,&lt;br /&gt;My body gripped in fear.&lt;br /&gt;But my Lord came near,&lt;br /&gt;Saying for you I’ll pay the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His loving light shown in,&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, God’s own Son,&lt;br /&gt;On the cross it was done&lt;br /&gt;He died to free me of my sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, my King, only He,&lt;br /&gt;That could be the Sacrifice;&lt;br /&gt;To pay my sins high price,&lt;br /&gt;So great His love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story does not end,&lt;br /&gt;Now my life belongs to Him.&lt;br /&gt;His light will not ever dim,&lt;br /&gt;From the grave He rose again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 12 April 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2897840469857957975?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2897840469857957975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2897840469857957975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2897840469857957975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2897840469857957975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-lord-my-king.html' title='My Lord, My King'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-7728937567038125159</id><published>2010-03-22T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:45:33.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers of Love</title><content type='html'>Whispers of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft and gentle a mothers kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Her child sleeps in peaceful bliss.&lt;br /&gt;She leans and whispers in his ear,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet words of love for him to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two stand before God to become one,&lt;br /&gt;A ring upon the hand; the wedding done.&lt;br /&gt;The union blessed by God above,&lt;br /&gt;Their hearts hear His whispers of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As evening fall and night begins&lt;br /&gt;The couple prepares to turn in.&lt;br /&gt;Arms locked in fond embrace,&lt;br /&gt;Whispers of love face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father grips the hand of his son,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing him well till the war be done.&lt;br /&gt;A mothers tear runs down her cheek,&lt;br /&gt;And whispers love hard to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roar of the battle can not dim,&lt;br /&gt;The love of God that dwells within.&lt;br /&gt;The soldier know deep in his heart,&lt;br /&gt;Those whispers of love will never part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When those dark clouds are rolling in&lt;br /&gt;Savagely blown by the howling wind.&lt;br /&gt;But God will be with us even here,&lt;br /&gt;Listen close and your ears will hear,&lt;br /&gt;His whispers of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need to scream and shout,&lt;br /&gt;If it is true love we are talking about.&lt;br /&gt;For truth everlasting look to God above,&lt;br /&gt;And heed those sweet whispers of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 22 March 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7728937567038125159?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7728937567038125159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7728937567038125159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7728937567038125159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7728937567038125159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/03/whispers-of-love.html' title='Whispers of Love'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6960504658262056915</id><published>2010-03-16T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:39:19.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Set Free</title><content type='html'>Set Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift up my soul to you O Lord;&lt;br /&gt;In you is my spirit is restored.&lt;br /&gt;My enemies fall to the dust;&lt;br /&gt;In you, O my God do I trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wicked are put to shame,&lt;br /&gt;But the wise praise your name.&lt;br /&gt;Reveal and teach me your ways,&lt;br /&gt;That I may follow you all my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide my life and my behavior,&lt;br /&gt;For you alone are my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;Remember your great mercy and love,&lt;br /&gt;And stand guard from heaven above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember not the sins of my youth,&lt;br /&gt;But instruct this sinner with your truth.&lt;br /&gt;According to your love, remember me;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of your name forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no fear with you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;Nor will your great love will I hide.&lt;br /&gt;Though lonely and far from home,&lt;br /&gt;You are with me, I never walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your child not be put to shame,&lt;br /&gt;My hope and refuge is in your name.&lt;br /&gt;Your covenant you revealed to me;&lt;br /&gt;It was by your blood I was set free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 16 March 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6960504658262056915?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6960504658262056915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6960504658262056915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6960504658262056915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6960504658262056915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/03/set-free.html' title='Set Free'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-9132872685105244165</id><published>2010-03-09T08:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T08:35:24.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lord I Serve</title><content type='html'>My Lord I Serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, out of the depths of my sins I cry to you,&lt;br /&gt;Hear my plea, let your ears be alert to my cry.&lt;br /&gt;Beaten down and confused I know not what to do,&lt;br /&gt;Come and rescue me O Lord, for I will surly die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head bowed low I confess, on my merit I can not stand,&lt;br /&gt;Only in you is there hope; only in you is there mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Receive my humble prayers and reach down your hand,&lt;br /&gt;No other can save, in you alone will I ever be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord, o my soul; praise His holy name,&lt;br /&gt;Remember forever His wondrous love and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Today I have been cleansed because to me He came,&lt;br /&gt;Forever unchained from the sin that bound me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory to Him that from sins dark pit redeems,&lt;br /&gt;The one who dries my tear and my pain eases.&lt;br /&gt;All glory to the Lord who has heard my screams,&lt;br /&gt;And came to forgive my sin and heal my diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lifts me up on wings of eagles, and satisfies my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I live for Him, and His name my heart will forever praise.&lt;br /&gt;His loving hand leads and guides me to my heavenly goal,&lt;br /&gt;He now dwells and walks with me for the rest of my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to the Lord most high, all glory be to him,&lt;br /&gt;Let this life I live be in worship to my Lord I serve.&lt;br /&gt;My heart rejoices in Him, to the Lord I sing my hymn,&lt;br /&gt;Praise His name, for He does not judge as I deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 09 March 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-9132872685105244165?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/9132872685105244165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=9132872685105244165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/9132872685105244165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/9132872685105244165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-lord-i-serve.html' title='My Lord I Serve'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3400963598778924204</id><published>2010-03-09T06:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:47:55.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old Ways</title><content type='html'>The Old Ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so, so hard to let go;&lt;br /&gt;Of the old ways.&lt;br /&gt;And change comes so slow.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, hear me pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m weary down to the bone,&lt;br /&gt;Of the old ways.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t make it on my own;&lt;br /&gt;help me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When am I to see a change;&lt;br /&gt;Of the old ways?&lt;br /&gt;Free me from these chains,&lt;br /&gt;Teach me your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please hear my plea and rid me;&lt;br /&gt;Of the old ways.&lt;br /&gt;Open my heart and let me see,&lt;br /&gt;A brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me Lord to turn loose;&lt;br /&gt;Of the old ways.&lt;br /&gt;I know there is no excuse,&lt;br /&gt;to stay this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, you freed me;&lt;br /&gt;Of the old ways.&lt;br /&gt;With a heart as glad as can be,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll follow you each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 08 March 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3400963598778924204?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3400963598778924204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3400963598778924204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3400963598778924204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3400963598778924204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-ways.html' title='The Old Ways'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-7936146044072215516</id><published>2010-03-09T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:47:14.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Prayer</title><content type='html'>Morning Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father who reigns from heaven above,&lt;br /&gt;Guide me that I may reflect your Holy love.&lt;br /&gt;Let your spirit dwell boldly with me this day,&lt;br /&gt;That I respect your name in what I do and say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reveal your will to me and help me to obey,&lt;br /&gt;May you rule in my life each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;Provide for me my Lord, all of my daily needs,&lt;br /&gt;And remove from my life all the choking weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take from me all the wickedness of my Youth,&lt;br /&gt;Fill me with your love and Holy word of truth.&lt;br /&gt;For those who I think have hurt me in the past,&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to forgive that I may be freed at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me not be tempted by the what I may see,&lt;br /&gt;The deceptive beauty of the sin that surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;But stand guard over my heart that I am protected,&lt;br /&gt;That this, your temple does not become infected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only by your mighty power that I may see,&lt;br /&gt;Your wondrous kingdom you have promised me.&lt;br /&gt;Guide me Lord that I may live this life to your glory,&lt;br /&gt;let me tell everyone who will hear your beautiful story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Jesus lead me on,&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 09 March 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7936146044072215516?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7936146044072215516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7936146044072215516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7936146044072215516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7936146044072215516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/03/morning-prayer.html' title='Morning Prayer'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-910681824672474450</id><published>2010-03-06T10:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:14:42.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live and Testify</title><content type='html'>Live and Testify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing to the Lord your praise; sing out loud in all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Sing of His glory, tell of how He gave you the new birth.&lt;br /&gt;Let the story of salvation shine, proclaiming day after day,&lt;br /&gt;From nation to nation, in all season in work and in play.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the glory of our Lord shine; let His love be known.&lt;br /&gt;Let your heart reveal with your lip the love He has shown.&lt;br /&gt;Great is the Lord, worthy of our praise; heed His call.&lt;br /&gt;Seek out the hurting and the lost tell His story to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In thanksgiving, for His precious blood was shed,&lt;br /&gt;Let us worship Him who was raised from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;Let our hearts, lips and lives in praise to Him sing,&lt;br /&gt;And in faith let us to His saving mercy and grace cling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to the Lord He has freed us from sins chains,&lt;br /&gt;Let heaven rejoice and the earth be glad; the Lord reigns.&lt;br /&gt;Let all creation reflect His glory; Let every heart now see,&lt;br /&gt;Robed in splendor; strength and glory His sanctuary be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us sing before Him who comes to judge all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Dance with joy before Him who gives us value and worth.&lt;br /&gt;Let not your tongues be silent, but lift your voices in song,&lt;br /&gt;A sin-offering He was for you, and to Him you now belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join with the angels as they praise and sing of His glory.&lt;br /&gt;Live as with the saints testifying to His wondrous story.&lt;br /&gt;Lift up your hand, lift up your hearts to Him and sing.&lt;br /&gt;Live a life of prayer to our Lord God, savior and King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 06 March 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-910681824672474450?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/910681824672474450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=910681824672474450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/910681824672474450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/910681824672474450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/03/live-and-testify.html' title='Live and Testify'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3691363843143498555</id><published>2010-03-03T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:42:56.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ our Head</title><content type='html'>Christ our Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed to be called as God’s chosen.&lt;br /&gt;As His chosen children we can not be frozen.&lt;br /&gt;For our Lord did not give us a spirit of fear;&lt;br /&gt;But we are to proclaim that others may hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christian must live among a world of lost,&lt;br /&gt;But lives free because Christ paid the cost.&lt;br /&gt;There are dangers, it’s not an easy life to live,&lt;br /&gt;But one of faith in the promise Christ did give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If His will we are to know we need His lead,&lt;br /&gt;So in prayer to Him as His word we are to read.&lt;br /&gt;How can we be strong; How are we to know,&lt;br /&gt;If we do not asked, If to the source we do not go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord knows what dangers we will face,&lt;br /&gt;And He’s right there with us in that place.&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear what will happen to the flesh,&lt;br /&gt;He is the only one who can your soul refresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His death on the cross, we also died,&lt;br /&gt;By an oath of blood to Him we are tied.&lt;br /&gt;And as He rose victorious from the grave,&lt;br /&gt;A promise of life with Him, to us He gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks with us through this evil land,&lt;br /&gt;He guides and lead with His mighty hand.&lt;br /&gt;Our God is the God for every eye to see;&lt;br /&gt;The one who created all and will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day is an adventure on this path,&lt;br /&gt;And the world to us will show it’s wrath.&lt;br /&gt;Traps, toils and snares for us lie ahead,&lt;br /&gt;But have no worries, fear nor dread,&lt;br /&gt;For our salvation rests in Christ our Head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 03 March 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3691363843143498555?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3691363843143498555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3691363843143498555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3691363843143498555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3691363843143498555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/03/christ-our-head.html' title='Christ our Head'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2212853650898707697</id><published>2010-02-28T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:17:23.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of Love</title><content type='html'>Because of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, most gracious to us, you have richly blessed us.&lt;br /&gt;You have smiled upon us, it is in you we will place our trust.&lt;br /&gt;You came and made your ways are known to all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;You lived, died and rose from the grave to give us new birth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message of your salvation has spread to the nation.&lt;br /&gt;The wise will build their lives upon your firm foundation.&lt;br /&gt;May your children praise your name, may we all praise you.&lt;br /&gt;May our lips tell your story, may we speak your word true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let every nation be glad, and with a joyful heart sing,&lt;br /&gt;May every mouth confess you are our Lord and King.&lt;br /&gt;In you who created us all, let us seek our direction,&lt;br /&gt;For in your loving rule, is our example of perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your guide, the harvest will abound in the land,&lt;br /&gt;And the truth of your loving promises we understand.&lt;br /&gt;May your children praise your name, may we all praise you.&lt;br /&gt;May our lips tell your story, may we speak your word true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord God continues to bless us day and night,&lt;br /&gt;He calls out of the darkness and into His Holy light.&lt;br /&gt;He places His desires in our hearts and makes us one,&lt;br /&gt;Not because of ourselves but by what He has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are troubled and filled with fear and doubt,&lt;br /&gt;Remember His story and long on His love think about.&lt;br /&gt;The anguish and suffering He went through on the cross,&lt;br /&gt;Was because of us, but because of love He paid the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 28 February 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2212853650898707697?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2212853650898707697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2212853650898707697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2212853650898707697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2212853650898707697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/02/because-of-love.html' title='Because of Love'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-1418130121467663270</id><published>2010-02-26T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:09:27.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my God</title><content type='html'>You are my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, you are my God, I intently seek you;&lt;br /&gt;My body hungers And my soul thirsts for you.&lt;br /&gt;I grow weary from the attacks of the adversary;&lt;br /&gt;It is in your forgiveness that I seek sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander in these barren and hostile lands,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I praise your name with lifted hands.&lt;br /&gt;With singing lips my mouth will praise you.&lt;br /&gt;Deliverance is in your loving promise true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my help, my soul soars on eagles wings,&lt;br /&gt;When evening falls I pray, as I rise to you I sing.&lt;br /&gt;My soul clings to you; your mighty hand holds me.&lt;br /&gt;You open my eyes so wondrous beauty I may see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sword protects me from the jackals of night,&lt;br /&gt;Your word guides me showing wrong from right.&lt;br /&gt;The tongues of the serpents lay quiet and still,&lt;br /&gt;The storms of life’s days bow to your mighty will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I be weak and weary unable to stand,&lt;br /&gt;By your strength and mercy I take your hand.&lt;br /&gt;You who sat the stars, and know them by name,&lt;br /&gt;You Lord, will not let your child be put to shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From north to south, east to west I will proclaim&lt;br /&gt;Your glory; for you have given me your Holy name.&lt;br /&gt;You who were before time, my wounds did mend.&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, you are my God, your love will never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 25 February 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-1418130121467663270?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/1418130121467663270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=1418130121467663270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1418130121467663270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1418130121467663270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-are-my-god.html' title='You are my God'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-1864041873188389935</id><published>2010-02-23T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:06:54.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through it All</title><content type='html'>Through it All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mornings chill is in the air,&lt;br /&gt;The birds are singing everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Sunlight glistens on the dew,&lt;br /&gt;As I sit and mediate on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is filled with this sight,&lt;br /&gt;You have broken the chains of night.&lt;br /&gt;Before me the blessings of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Behind lays the sins you took away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats fast within me,&lt;br /&gt;Amazed at all my eyes do see.&lt;br /&gt;As we sit and talk as friends do,&lt;br /&gt;I plead that I may walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grant me ease of mind,&lt;br /&gt;For in your promises love I find.&lt;br /&gt;I feel your presence all around,&lt;br /&gt;Reading your word peace is found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your desires have become mine,&lt;br /&gt;Because of your love so divine.&lt;br /&gt;I will rise your praises and sing,&lt;br /&gt;Marveling at the journey you bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun rises cloaking me in its’ glow,&lt;br /&gt;Warmed in the you I’ve come to know.&lt;br /&gt;I know winter, summer, spring and fall,&lt;br /&gt;You are here with me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 23 February 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-1864041873188389935?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/1864041873188389935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=1864041873188389935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1864041873188389935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1864041873188389935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/02/through-it-all.html' title='Through it All'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2685980419148429563</id><published>2010-02-18T15:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:42:48.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Reward</title><content type='html'>Sweet Reward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart and soul I will praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;to sing and proclaim His praise, is sweet reward.&lt;br /&gt;Forever I will praise you, my Lord God, my king,&lt;br /&gt;You are the provider of my life, my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can fathom the greatness of your love.&lt;br /&gt;From beginning to forever you rein from above.&lt;br /&gt;The children of my children will know your mighty acts,&lt;br /&gt;For the fathers of my father have spoken of those facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips will speak of what my heart knows to be,&lt;br /&gt;The wondrous work and the splendor of your majesty.&lt;br /&gt;They will tell of your awesome works and great deeds,&lt;br /&gt;That all may know the truth of the bases of my creeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From hilltop to hilltop I will sing of your mighty power,&lt;br /&gt;In song I will reveal the blessings on me you shower.&lt;br /&gt;Your ways are right and just, your love rich and true.&lt;br /&gt;All you have made praises, and your saints exalt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tongue delights in praise of your Holy name.&lt;br /&gt;Of your glory and might may I forever proclaim.&lt;br /&gt;My Lord you meet each need with grace and mercy,&lt;br /&gt;Use me My Lord so your glorious splendor all may see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kingdom everlasting, your dominion endures,&lt;br /&gt;I know Your mercy forever, my salvation ensures.&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed upon blessing to know God’s own Son,&lt;br /&gt;Joyfully I now Belong to Him for what He has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondrous and great these gifts you freely give,&lt;br /&gt;the price paid that now in you we truly can live.&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart and soul I will praise the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;To sing and proclaim His praise, is sweet reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 18 February 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2685980419148429563?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2685980419148429563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2685980419148429563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2685980419148429563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2685980419148429563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet-reward.html' title='Sweet Reward'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3303968201437241600</id><published>2010-02-16T10:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:50:53.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Lord</title><content type='html'>You Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord you have searched me and know my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve blessed me with your love never to part.&lt;br /&gt;You see my actions and know my every thought,&lt;br /&gt;Before I can move my lips to speak you hear each word.&lt;br /&gt;When my spirit is down you lift me up and I soar like a bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I soar to the heavens, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;If I lie down in the depths, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;On top of the highest mountain, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;In the deepest valley, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;There is nowhere that your presence are not seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such knowledge is too wonderful for me.&lt;br /&gt;If I rise on the wings of dawn or cross the sea,&lt;br /&gt;I know you will be there to comfort and guide me.&lt;br /&gt;You hold me up with your hand and will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foes come in the darkness to slay,&lt;br /&gt;But with you night shines like the day.&lt;br /&gt;In the face of their attack, I can sing,&lt;br /&gt;For the light of truth is in my inmost being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have call me out and I am yours,&lt;br /&gt;Your love and promises to me assures.&lt;br /&gt;In my morning you did not reject me,&lt;br /&gt;But held me close and comforted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I come to the alter of my Lord,&lt;br /&gt;You fill me and my spirit is restored.&lt;br /&gt;In you my Lord is my joy and delight,&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that gives me sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My strength is in you, and you alone.&lt;br /&gt;I am powerless, helpless on my own.&lt;br /&gt;You are truly my Lord God and King,&lt;br /&gt;And with you I need not want for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 16 February 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3303968201437241600?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3303968201437241600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3303968201437241600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3303968201437241600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3303968201437241600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-lord.html' title='You Lord'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3432732694843290502</id><published>2010-02-16T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T07:57:07.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust in Him</title><content type='html'>Trust In Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of trouble, in times of distress;&lt;br /&gt;You can turn to Him, He will give you rest.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect peace the Lord will give to you,&lt;br /&gt;When you trust in Him, He will see you through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who call on His name He will not reject,&lt;br /&gt;But in His love and mercy He will protect.&lt;br /&gt;So praise the Lord for being your guide,&lt;br /&gt;A true and loving heart He will not deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark night His teaching fills your mind,&lt;br /&gt;In His loving promises a refuge you can find.&lt;br /&gt;You can look to Him in your time of fear,&lt;br /&gt;When you call on His name He will hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be alert and firm in your faith, brave and strong,&lt;br /&gt;When you follow Him He guards you from wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Let the Lord be your guide, let Him lead you,&lt;br /&gt;Let Him dwell in your heart, He is always true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may trust in silver, some may trust in gold,&lt;br /&gt;But they will be left out, shivering in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;Some will trust in treasures, some in fame,&lt;br /&gt;But you can always rest assured in His Holy name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust the Lord to lead you, He is the way.&lt;br /&gt;He will teach you, He gives you the words to say.&lt;br /&gt;When someone attacks you, calling you odd,&lt;br /&gt;Lift high your banner in the name of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the Lord that make us strong and grants us peace,&lt;br /&gt;That we may know from sin’s grip we have our release.&lt;br /&gt;It is the Lord whom we depend on to guard and protest.&lt;br /&gt;When you cry out for His mercy, He does not reject.&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to the Lord most High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 16 February 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3432732694843290502?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3432732694843290502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3432732694843290502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3432732694843290502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3432732694843290502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust-in-him.html' title='Trust in Him'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8929353902036528927</id><published>2010-02-12T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:20:51.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noble Theme</title><content type='html'>Noble Theme&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My heart is filled with the noble theme,&lt;br /&gt;Of reciting the words of my Lord and King.&lt;br /&gt;His promises are for both old and young,&lt;br /&gt;They please both the ears and the tongue.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Grant O’ Lord my plea that my lips excel,&lt;br /&gt;That all who hear your story of love I tell.&lt;br /&gt;May I speak of your splendor and majesty,&lt;br /&gt;That in these words you give, all may see.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Let your mighty hand touch the hearts,&lt;br /&gt;To know the truth your words imparts.&lt;br /&gt;Open the eyes so all may see and know,&lt;br /&gt;That you are with us wherever we go.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Opens our hearts and let us songs employ,&lt;br /&gt;For you have anointed us with oils of joy.&lt;br /&gt;No longer the bitter tear do we need,&lt;br /&gt;For we are victorious in your great deed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No longer to stumble in sins dark night,&lt;br /&gt;For now we walk with you in your holy light.&lt;br /&gt;Once poor, lonely and without a place,&lt;br /&gt;You made us royal members by your grace.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The righteous rejoice and the wicked flee,&lt;br /&gt;As your power is displayed for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble will come, then go away again,&lt;br /&gt;But you paid the price for all our sin.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So let us all stand together a body of one,&lt;br /&gt;And praise the name of God’s own Son.&lt;br /&gt;Let us lift our voices together and say,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus my Lord, the truth, the life and the way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 12 February 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8929353902036528927?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8929353902036528927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8929353902036528927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8929353902036528927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8929353902036528927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/02/noble-theme.html' title='Noble Theme'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-4730927442506572351</id><published>2010-02-08T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T05:49:35.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving My Lord</title><content type='html'>Serving My Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and stare at a page as blank as my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Searching here and there hoping words to find.&lt;br /&gt;But even before I type one word on this day,&lt;br /&gt;I get quiet and listen as a little prayer I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I do not need riches nor claims of fame,&lt;br /&gt;But grant me the words to share your loving name.&lt;br /&gt;Help me to stand firm and strong, proud and bold,&lt;br /&gt;telling the world the truth of you as it should be told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord you gave me a gift to use for your glory,&lt;br /&gt;And your love to me is a never ending story.&lt;br /&gt;Come now Lord, guide heart, steady my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Grant me a way to help them, your love understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you stood in my place and paid the price,&lt;br /&gt;And with love you gave yourself as a sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;But more than this, you rose from the grave,&lt;br /&gt;So that from sin and death, I may be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, just like the farmer, can but plant the seed,&lt;br /&gt;And it is on your grace and mercy we feed.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, it is you that prepares the fertile field,&lt;br /&gt;Your word and sacraments nourish till yield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I come to you on my knees in prayer this day,&lt;br /&gt;That those who read these word will see your way.&lt;br /&gt;May they know the truth of your promise and love,&lt;br /&gt;Let them know Lord, that it comes from God above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loving words you gave to me are strong and true,&lt;br /&gt;Let me use them to show others how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;If these words be a service to you, then that is my reward,&lt;br /&gt;For nothing brings me greater joy than serving my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 08 February 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-4730927442506572351?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/4730927442506572351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=4730927442506572351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4730927442506572351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4730927442506572351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/02/serving-my-lord.html' title='Serving My Lord'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-5025493439269877478</id><published>2010-01-27T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:13:49.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light of my Life</title><content type='html'>Light of my Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(John 8:12  When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, "I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life." )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great joy fills my heart for the Light of Life dwells within.&lt;br /&gt;I am free, walking no longer in the darkened world of sin.&lt;br /&gt;My past lay dead in the past and can never more rise,&lt;br /&gt;His great mercy and love paid the price and justifies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin blinded eyes of old but now beauty before me I see,&lt;br /&gt;My tired mind now renewed and my heart sings with glee.&lt;br /&gt;His promises my fears did calm the day He set me free,&lt;br /&gt;And it is His strength, His purpose that now moves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in the deepest valley, I’ll see His high hills,&lt;br /&gt;For His love protects, His laws guides and His spirit fills.&lt;br /&gt;When sorrow comes and my eyes are filled with tears,&lt;br /&gt;I know He is there with me and my prayers He hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had a cold heart, locked in pride and jealousy,&lt;br /&gt;Only He could open it with His wondrous love, the key.&lt;br /&gt;A spark of hope became a raging fire deep within me,&lt;br /&gt;When the Lord of light opened my eyes to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mind and heart believed, trust and faith showed,&lt;br /&gt;And to my soul His wisdom revealed the heavenly road.&lt;br /&gt;The old shall pass, the new shall come walking with the Son,&lt;br /&gt;Who rules my life? Who is my King? There is but one;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ…..The truth, the life and the way.&lt;br /&gt;He alone is the one that lights my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 26 January 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-5025493439269877478?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/5025493439269877478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=5025493439269877478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5025493439269877478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5025493439269877478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/01/light-of-my-life.html' title='Light of my Life'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6954614157967470230</id><published>2010-01-25T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T07:11:15.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved and Blessed</title><content type='html'>Saved and Blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very easy to get caught up in the day&lt;br /&gt;To get a little sidetracked and lose our way.&lt;br /&gt;It starts out so simple with something small,&lt;br /&gt;We take our eyes away then lose sight of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lose our focus just for a moment of time,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I’ll do this and then get back in line.&lt;br /&gt;But our minds and hearts go farther off track,&lt;br /&gt;not noticing it until we try to find the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That which we started to do was good itself,&lt;br /&gt;But forgot the reason, and left Him on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;We try so hard to take control that we lose sight,&lt;br /&gt;And wander aimlessly into the darkest of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the spirit within us calls out to bring us back,&lt;br /&gt;His mercy and love restores the wisdom we lack.&lt;br /&gt;He knows the trials and temptations we face,&lt;br /&gt;And He comes to us with His mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees that which we can not see laying ahead,&lt;br /&gt;And He waits for our return with arms wide spread.&lt;br /&gt;As a forgiving Father He holds us close to His chest,&lt;br /&gt;The one once lost now returned saved and blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 25 January 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6954614157967470230?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6954614157967470230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6954614157967470230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6954614157967470230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6954614157967470230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2010/01/saved-and-blessed.html' title='Saved and Blessed'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2053084544700363382</id><published>2009-10-10T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T07:58:53.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship and Praise</title><content type='html'>Worship and Praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worship the loving Lord, for who He is,&lt;br /&gt;And praise Him for the blessings He gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart of man can not contain,&lt;br /&gt;And so the abundant joy overflows,&lt;br /&gt;From the lips that can not refrain,&lt;br /&gt;Praise rushes forth and our love shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we speak of our life’s change,&lt;br /&gt;We tell of God’s mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;With words not our own we proclaim,&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord is with us in that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worship the loving Lord, for who He is,&lt;br /&gt;And praise Him for the blessings He gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we tell of His unending love,&lt;br /&gt;We speak His story, pure and true.&lt;br /&gt;How God came from heaven above,&lt;br /&gt;Because of His great love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we where still in the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Our precious Lord brought His light.&lt;br /&gt;He was the price of our forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;That in Him we may have a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worship the loving Lord for who He is,&lt;br /&gt;and praise Him for the blessings He gives.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 10 October 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2053084544700363382?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2053084544700363382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2053084544700363382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2053084544700363382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2053084544700363382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/10/worship-and-praise.html' title='Worship and Praise'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8719130276238168045</id><published>2009-10-09T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:11:45.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Other Side</title><content type='html'>On The Other Side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you start to get upset,&lt;br /&gt;Calm your worries,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you fret.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it won’t matter …&lt;br /&gt;on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus taught us to pray,&lt;br /&gt;For the trials we face today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but those won’t matter…..&lt;br /&gt;On the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If storm clouds come our way,&lt;br /&gt;We can smile and say,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Cause they don’t matter …&lt;br /&gt;On the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all of our pain,&lt;br /&gt;Even in the pouring rain,&lt;br /&gt;God’s love does remain.&lt;br /&gt;And it will be there…&lt;br /&gt;On the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk with Him today&lt;br /&gt;He will show the way.&lt;br /&gt;We need not fear,&lt;br /&gt;Cause it don’t matter….&lt;br /&gt;On the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 03 October 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8719130276238168045?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8719130276238168045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8719130276238168045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8719130276238168045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8719130276238168045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-other-side.html' title='On The Other Side'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2648804512693889179</id><published>2009-09-28T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:51:15.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy And Grace</title><content type='html'>Mercy And Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could walk around wearing a frown,&lt;br /&gt;But that would only bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;So I choose to put a smile on my face,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m blessed by mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this world thinks won’t tie me down,&lt;br /&gt;I’m promised a mansion robe and crown.&lt;br /&gt;Each day I will rise and run this race,&lt;br /&gt;My Lord right beside me setting the pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world I have neither riches or fame,&lt;br /&gt;But I have what I need by His holy name.&lt;br /&gt;He called me from dark into the light,&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll stand strong by His mercy and might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world tries to pull me in to a sinful game,&lt;br /&gt;But I’m not like I was, I’m just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;His Holy word shows me wrong from right,&lt;br /&gt;And His love says I’m precious in His sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could walk around wearing a frown,&lt;br /&gt;But that would only bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;So I choose to put a smile on my face,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m blessed by mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By His love I am set free from sin,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t ever want to go back again.&lt;br /&gt;So I choose to put a smile on my face,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m blessed by mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;His mercy and grace is enough for me,&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll live for Him, blessed and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is no worry, care or woe,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m covered from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;Walking along with a smile on my face,&lt;br /&gt;For He blessed me with mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 16 July 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2648804512693889179?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2648804512693889179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2648804512693889179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2648804512693889179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2648804512693889179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/09/mercy-and-grace.html' title='Mercy And Grace'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-7348093486264081305</id><published>2009-09-28T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:47:56.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejoice</title><content type='html'>Rejoice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside to greet the morning,&lt;br /&gt;The sun was shinning down.&lt;br /&gt;I heard the birds in the trees singing,&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely, lovely sound.&lt;br /&gt;I lifted my arms to the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;And praised my Lord out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice, oh my soul rejoice,&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord is here with you in this day.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to His words and follow in His way,&lt;br /&gt;So that you may know and rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool air like a kiss upon my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;As it calmed my heart down.&lt;br /&gt;The gentle laughter of a small creek,&lt;br /&gt;adding to the symphony of sound.&lt;br /&gt;The sweet perfume filled my mind,&lt;br /&gt;From the flowers on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice, oh my soul rejoice,&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord is here with you in this day.&lt;br /&gt;The love of the Lord will guide your way,&lt;br /&gt;So with all that is in you rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt His loving arms surround me,&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;The peace that His grace brought me,&lt;br /&gt;None greater can be found.&lt;br /&gt;He opened up my heart so I could see,&lt;br /&gt;That to Him I am forever bound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice, oh my soul rejoice,&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord is here with you in this day.&lt;br /&gt;His love for you can never be taken away,&lt;br /&gt;So rejoice, give thanks and rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 23 September 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7348093486264081305?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7348093486264081305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7348093486264081305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7348093486264081305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7348093486264081305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/09/rejoice.html' title='Rejoice'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2981837107206294602</id><published>2009-06-23T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:29:05.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future</title><content type='html'>When I was young the future shown bright ahead,&lt;br /&gt;like a precious jewel held up in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;the mind was swift and the body sure and strong,&lt;br /&gt;straining at the bit the race to be run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years pasted as years, with laughter and tears,&lt;br /&gt;no thoughts, worries nor cares had I.&lt;br /&gt;The road seemed so wide and smooth,&lt;br /&gt;the wind in my hair as time went rushing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But years grow shorter and the future unsure,&lt;br /&gt;what once was so clear now became a fog.&lt;br /&gt;The strong body now strained to do,&lt;br /&gt;what was once as easy as falling off a log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock ticked, the years past as if a moment,&lt;br /&gt;the race I ran with zest and zeal,&lt;br /&gt;I found to be a narrow path with hills steep.&lt;br /&gt;and all those mistake of my youth I now feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I near the goal and future in close at hand,&lt;br /&gt;though I move on with faltered steps,&lt;br /&gt;there is a warm knowing, growing where I stand.&lt;br /&gt;For where I stand is with my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 23 June 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2981837107206294602?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2981837107206294602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2981837107206294602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2981837107206294602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2981837107206294602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/06/future.html' title='The Future'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8499863603118617166</id><published>2009-03-23T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:59:25.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day</title><content type='html'>A Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to speak of a day,&lt;br /&gt;That had neither work nor play.&lt;br /&gt;And it was such a joyful place&lt;br /&gt;Filled with mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;Where peace filled the air&lt;br /&gt;I had not a worry or care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat upon a grassy knoll&lt;br /&gt;Calm caressed my soul.&lt;br /&gt;The warm sun was high&lt;br /&gt;In the bright blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;A gentle breeze kissed my cheek&lt;br /&gt;And I heard the laughter of a creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I smelled the flowers on its banks,&lt;br /&gt;From deep within I gave God thanks.&lt;br /&gt;In the trees I heard the song birds sing&lt;br /&gt;Praise and glory to our Lord God and King.&lt;br /&gt;The winds made the pine trees sway&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the love of this wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this lovely day neither hot nor cold.&lt;br /&gt;I was filled with awe of God great and bold.&lt;br /&gt;I was surrounded by His wondrous love&lt;br /&gt;Cradled in the arms of God above.&lt;br /&gt;The Creator of all had made this day for me,&lt;br /&gt;That a glimpse of His love I could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because His Son has set me free,&lt;br /&gt;Each day that joyous day lives in me.&lt;br /&gt;And one day when I’m called home,&lt;br /&gt;I will kneel before His loving throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 23 March 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8499863603118617166?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8499863603118617166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8499863603118617166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8499863603118617166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8499863603118617166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/03/day.html' title='A Day'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8275705762729161944</id><published>2009-02-28T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:29:08.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different</title><content type='html'>As long as I can remember I’ve been one of those people that was different. Even as a young boy I didn’t look at things the same way as every one else. Not that I was a nerd, geek or strange in some weird way. I was just different.&lt;br /&gt;Where some people saw a rain storm as something to fear or be avoided, I saw it as God’s way of clearing the air.&lt;br /&gt;When the snow would fall and the other kids would have snowball fights or build snowmen, I would take the time to bask in the calmness of it’s quiet beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Or when the winds would blow through the pines and other boys would collect pine cones, I’ll be listening to the angels singing God’s praises.&lt;br /&gt;I remember when my dad died and everyone told me I should cry, I wondered why. It wasn’t that I didn’t love him, because I did. And I was sad that I would have him around to talk to or laugh with, but I knew it wasn’t the end. I couldn’t explain it to anyone they didn’t seem to understand why a ten year old boy wasn’t falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;I have had sadness and tears in my life. But in every case God has been right there with me to comfort me and give me peace. Just like He promised he would do in the stories mom used to read me from the bible.&lt;br /&gt;God has a way of showing me beauty through my tear, like a rainbow after a spring rain.&lt;br /&gt;As a teenager I struggle to be like everyone else because I thought that was how I should be. But that only made me angry, at myself and everyone around me. During this time I wrote a line for a song that when something like this:&lt;br /&gt;I tried to live without you,&lt;br /&gt;But that was one thing I just couldn’t do.&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of thing I can do,&lt;br /&gt;But they don’t mean a thing without you.&lt;br /&gt;Lamb of God, Pure and true,&lt;br /&gt;Your loving word is ever true.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no more to say or do.&lt;br /&gt;I need nothing more than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to being me…. Being different, because that was what God called me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 28 February 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8275705762729161944?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8275705762729161944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8275705762729161944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8275705762729161944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8275705762729161944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/02/different.html' title='Different'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6826606476937259807</id><published>2009-01-29T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:55:58.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama’s Lessons</title><content type='html'>Mama’s Lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up we didn’t have a lot,&lt;br /&gt;But we thanked God for all we got.&lt;br /&gt;Mama probably didn’t think I was listening.&lt;br /&gt;But I heard every word she said,&lt;br /&gt;As she read the bible while I lay in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Mama’s lessons,&lt;br /&gt;She taught them day and night.&lt;br /&gt;You need to trust in god,&lt;br /&gt;And do what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t follow the world,&lt;br /&gt;It will lead you astray.&lt;br /&gt;But search His word,&lt;br /&gt;Each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;And if you’re ever in doubt,&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart to God and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Mama’s now gone home.&lt;br /&gt;But she didn’t leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;Those sweet words she said,&lt;br /&gt;Are still in my heart and head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Mama’s lessons,&lt;br /&gt;She taught them day and night.&lt;br /&gt;You need to trust in god,&lt;br /&gt;And do what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’d said true love,&lt;br /&gt;Comes from God above.&lt;br /&gt;He wants us to know,&lt;br /&gt;That He loves us so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when troubles come my way,&lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees and pray.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remember Mama’s lessons,&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6826606476937259807?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6826606476937259807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6826606476937259807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6826606476937259807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6826606476937259807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/01/mamas-lessons.html' title='Mama’s Lessons'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3468344374587498842</id><published>2009-01-24T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:57:40.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>I owe you all an apology for being so late in posting anything here. It seems this second book has taken more of my time than expected.&lt;br /&gt;The good news is the book is ready to go to the printers. The bad news is it will have to wait until I recieve my tax refund. I'm having it printed locally to hold the cost down. I may at a later date send it to the publisher for all the fancy bindings.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you all advised as to when it will be released. Thanks to everyone who has asked about it.&lt;br /&gt;Now maybe I can visit here more often.&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3468344374587498842?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3468344374587498842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3468344374587498842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3468344374587498842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3468344374587498842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/01/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-1772721212851347426</id><published>2009-01-24T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:46:01.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Lent</title><content type='html'>About Lent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to understand,&lt;br /&gt;It’s not because of what I do,&lt;br /&gt;That makes me the man I am.&lt;br /&gt;It’s by Him that I am brand new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was because of my dark sin,&lt;br /&gt;They whipped him, and beat him&lt;br /&gt;Spit on Him and mocked Him.&lt;br /&gt;My sins demanded a terrible price,&lt;br /&gt;But God sent His Holy sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;The Lamb of God, pure and true,&lt;br /&gt;Paid the price for me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we can stand together,&lt;br /&gt;Lift our voices and shout.&lt;br /&gt;The truth has now been revealed,&lt;br /&gt;There is no more fear or doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because He died on that cross,&lt;br /&gt;We no longer need to be lost.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, our savior paid the cost.&lt;br /&gt;It was God’s love upon that tree,&lt;br /&gt;That suffered for you and me,&lt;br /&gt;So we may from sin be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As He spoke, He said it is done,&lt;br /&gt;He had paid for my sins, every one.&lt;br /&gt;Now I no longer seek to sin,&lt;br /&gt;But I long to walk with Him,&lt;br /&gt;Because it’s all about Jesus my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-1772721212851347426?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/1772721212851347426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=1772721212851347426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1772721212851347426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1772721212851347426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-lent.html' title='About Lent'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-7292527078913109444</id><published>2008-12-10T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:13:46.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Blessings</title><content type='html'>God‘s Blessings&lt;br /&gt;In football the quarterback calls the play for a pass. The receiver is to run to a certain point where he is to catch the ball. If the receiver goes in a different direction chances are he’s not going to catch the ball.&lt;br /&gt;So if we are going in a different direction than what God has set out for us we don’t receive the desired results. But if we go where we are told and do as we are asked we will be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;A loving father does not reward a child when he does wrong. Instead he waits until the child has learned from his error and returned to what he should be doing. The father of course still loves the child and provides for the child’s needs, furnishing the child with a way to return and accept his full favor.&lt;br /&gt;As a child there were more than a few times when I did not do as I should. And believe it or not I was disciplined. But the love and support was always there. And I knew at anytime I could return from my rebellious way and be welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;When I grew and had children of my own and they to sometimes would do things of which I did not approve. I never with held love or anything else they needed. They were however limited on the luxuries they enjoyed such as television, phone calls and visits with friends as well as other special privileges. When they understood what they were doing was wrong and was not good for them, all things were restored to them.&lt;br /&gt;As a good Father, God does not withhold His love from us, but He does not bless us for doing wrong either. It is only when we learn to truly obey God that we can see how truly blessed we are.&lt;br /&gt;So instead of asking “Where is God‘s blessings” maybe we should be asking where are we.&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 10 December 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7292527078913109444?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7292527078913109444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7292527078913109444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7292527078913109444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7292527078913109444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/12/gods-blessings.html' title='God&apos;s Blessings'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-489469464250232342</id><published>2008-11-30T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:07:47.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight Talk</title><content type='html'>Straight Talk&lt;br /&gt;Neither fancy words nor rhythms this time. Just straight talk about what I know.&lt;br /&gt;Every one of us has faced trials and times of struggle. And not one of us enjoyed being in the situation. But because of those times we survived and grew to become the person we are now.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the troubled times that surround us all once again. And I can see how some struggle and worry. Their faces contorted with fear, they cry out in pain.&lt;br /&gt;They have forgotten the hard times they faced before. And who it was that saw them through their trials.&lt;br /&gt;He who has the power over all is still there, and still cares.&lt;br /&gt;My life has not been easy. My life has not been hard. My life so far has been a journey with many interesting twists and turns. Some times I enjoy great pleasures, other times not so much.&lt;br /&gt;The lessons I’ve learned mainly came during those times of struggle.&lt;br /&gt;I learned where to place my trust and on where to focus in all times. I learned that no matter how hard it seemed to be at the time I could always count on God to see me through. I must confess there were times I wondered how long the hard times would last. And some times during the good times my praise was not as it should have been. But He was always faithful to me.&lt;br /&gt;I am a man greatly blessed, for I know there is a God and He takes a personal interest in me. I know this not just because someone told me this. But because of what I’ve seen Him do in my life. Every step of the way He has been there watching over me. Yes, there were many times I’m sure He wasn’t too pleased with how I was acting, but He never turned away.&lt;br /&gt;So when again I face tough times I need not worry. Oh, I will probably wonder how God will get me through, but I know He always has and always will.&lt;br /&gt;Because He has blessed me with His love, and that never dies.&lt;br /&gt;He knows my weaknesses and shows Himself to me through helping me to overcome. He blessed me with a help mate to remind me each day that I’m not lucky…. I’m blessed.&lt;br /&gt;When in a night so dark I could not see,&lt;br /&gt;He sent His light of love to set me free.&lt;br /&gt;In times of trails He walks there with me,&lt;br /&gt;His love for you and me will always be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-489469464250232342?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/489469464250232342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=489469464250232342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/489469464250232342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/489469464250232342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/11/straight-talk.html' title='Straight Talk'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-4907325236992970819</id><published>2008-11-30T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:04:40.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guiding Light</title><content type='html'>Guiding Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on that silent night,&lt;br /&gt;With that star shinning bright,&lt;br /&gt;God gave a gift so we would know&lt;br /&gt;Just how much He loves us so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect gift of love,&lt;br /&gt;That was send from heaven above.&lt;br /&gt;That special gift for you and me,&lt;br /&gt;Was sent that we may be set us free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that night oh, so long ago,&lt;br /&gt;When the angels came to show&lt;br /&gt;That we may know and understand,&lt;br /&gt;God’s peace and good will for man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us this night and every night&lt;br /&gt;Reflect God’s love and shine bright.&lt;br /&gt;That all the world may know,&lt;br /&gt;How much God loves them so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be that beacon of hope&lt;br /&gt;For those who struggle to cope.&lt;br /&gt;Let us head the herald’s call,&lt;br /&gt;And proclaim to one and all,&lt;br /&gt;That gift of love lives on.&lt;br /&gt;God’s love is every strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a gift that came that night,&lt;br /&gt;In a manger, bathe in His holy light.&lt;br /&gt;And in the silence of the night,&lt;br /&gt;He will always be our guiding light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 30 November 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-4907325236992970819?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/4907325236992970819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=4907325236992970819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4907325236992970819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4907325236992970819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/11/guiding-light.html' title='Guiding Light'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-4776658056832767343</id><published>2008-11-12T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:25:22.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Feast</title><content type='html'>The Feast&lt;br /&gt;There was in this land a rich and generous ruler, filled with kindness and love. Out of his vast wealth he had a desire to share everything with those who knew him well, and respected his name.&lt;br /&gt;The host sent out a call to everyone throughout the land to come and join him at the banquet he had prepared.&lt;br /&gt;Each received a personal invitation and delivered by the rulers’ own son.&lt;br /&gt;Some received the invitation but refuse to attend.&lt;br /&gt;Others came to his home and set at his table but would not eat nor drink.&lt;br /&gt;Only a chosen few did give thanks to their host and dine upon the lavish feast set before them.&lt;br /&gt;When the feast had ended and the ruler rose from the table he summonsed his guards.&lt;br /&gt;To those that came but did not eat from his table, he put outside his gates, because they did not truly know him.&lt;br /&gt;When the last of those who did not eat had been removed and the gates locked behind them, the ruler addressed the few saying, come all I have is yours to share. You are loyal to my house, you bring honor to my name. And here you shall live with me in splendor, wanting not of anything.&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 12 November 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-4776658056832767343?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/4776658056832767343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=4776658056832767343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4776658056832767343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4776658056832767343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/11/feast.html' title='The Feast'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-882440402559494356</id><published>2008-10-26T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:47:58.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth, The Life, The Way</title><content type='html'>The Truth, The Life, The Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was raised on your word,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I heard it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;But I was a foolish child,&lt;br /&gt;And from it I did stray.&lt;br /&gt;I looked to myself alone,&lt;br /&gt;And forgot the price you paid.&lt;br /&gt;But your love showed mercy,&lt;br /&gt;You are the truth that set me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the truth, the life and the way,&lt;br /&gt;And the reason I am here this day.&lt;br /&gt;My heart no more filled with strife,&lt;br /&gt;For you gave me this new life.&lt;br /&gt;And it is with joy I can boldly say,&lt;br /&gt;That you now walk with me each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked in darkness,&lt;br /&gt;My life was such a mess.&lt;br /&gt;I was blind, I could not see,&lt;br /&gt;The love you held for me.&lt;br /&gt;But you brought your light,&lt;br /&gt;And gave me a brand new life.&lt;br /&gt;With your loving mercy,&lt;br /&gt;You made a brand new me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the truth, the life and the way,&lt;br /&gt;And the reason I am here this day.&lt;br /&gt;My heart no more filled with strife,&lt;br /&gt;For you gave me this new life.&lt;br /&gt;And it is with joy I can boldly say,&lt;br /&gt;That you now walk with me each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although some still point and stare,&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I no longer care.&lt;br /&gt;My heart empty of fear and greed,&lt;br /&gt;You have given me all I ever need.&lt;br /&gt;By the strength of my Lord I say,&lt;br /&gt;I rise and I will follow in His way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-882440402559494356?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/882440402559494356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=882440402559494356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/882440402559494356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/882440402559494356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/10/truth-life-way.html' title='The Truth, The Life, The Way'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6678444046190506698</id><published>2008-10-04T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:49:15.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for all you do</title><content type='html'>Thank You Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my life was fill with sin,&lt;br /&gt;You came down from your throne&lt;br /&gt;And called me your very own.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;You made a brand new me,&lt;br /&gt;I live now to honor you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was lost and dying all alone,&lt;br /&gt;You poured out your grace on me.&lt;br /&gt;Undeserving love covered me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;You alone have saved me,&lt;br /&gt;All the glory belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with all my wicked ways,&lt;br /&gt;Your mercy you gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Your forgiveness set me free.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;All my sins are gone from me,&lt;br /&gt;That my life may bring praise to you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now no more do I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;In every step you’re with me&lt;br /&gt;I once was blind but now I see.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For all you have done for me,&lt;br /&gt;Now may my life be lived for you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 04 October 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6678444046190506698?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6678444046190506698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6678444046190506698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6678444046190506698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6678444046190506698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-for-all-you-do.html' title='Thank you for all you do'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2141190111113264571</id><published>2008-09-19T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:51:29.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Arms</title><content type='html'>(Remember back when we we’re small children and something would frighten us? How mom or Dad would take us in their arms and hold us tight, and we knew everything would be alright?&lt;br /&gt;Well awhile back I had some things bothering me and I was praying. I mean I was giving it all I had. That’s when I felt it, that feeling from long ago. So I wrote this response so you could know.)&lt;br /&gt;Loving Arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no place I’d rather be, than in your loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so safe and warm there in your loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world outside becomes so dark and cold&lt;br /&gt;And I tremble in fear as those cold winds blow.&lt;br /&gt;I run to you crying, reach out to me and take hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For there’s no place I’d rather be, than in your loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;Where I feel so safe and warm there in those loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone else seems to turns against me&lt;br /&gt;I know you always want what is best for me.&lt;br /&gt;When my whole world is spinning out of control&lt;br /&gt;You are there to hold me and calm my very soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, there’s no place I’d rather be, than in your loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;A place of comfort and peace so safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;Is always waiting there for me your loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;I’m always safe and secure cradled in God’s loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy, comfort and peace is waiting there for you&lt;br /&gt;In God’s loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ (revised) 16 September 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2141190111113264571?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2141190111113264571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2141190111113264571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2141190111113264571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2141190111113264571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/09/gods-arms.html' title='God&apos;s Arms'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8173379992589009856</id><published>2008-09-19T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:43:03.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Your Mercy</title><content type='html'>Show your Mercy (ps 57)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show your mercy&lt;br /&gt;Show your love&lt;br /&gt;Hear my plea&lt;br /&gt;From heaven above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the evil ones&lt;br /&gt;Pursue me day and night&lt;br /&gt;I’ll proclaim your holy might&lt;br /&gt;When I am weak&lt;br /&gt;And I feel that sting&lt;br /&gt;Let me take refuge&lt;br /&gt;Beneath your wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show your mercy&lt;br /&gt;Show your love&lt;br /&gt;Hear my plea&lt;br /&gt;From heaven above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dwell among lions,&lt;br /&gt;That threaten to devour.&lt;br /&gt;But I am not in fear,&lt;br /&gt;Because of your mighty power.&lt;br /&gt;My lips shall sing your praise,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is filled with delight.&lt;br /&gt;My house will know of you.&lt;br /&gt;For your ways are just and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show your mercy&lt;br /&gt;Show your love&lt;br /&gt;Hear my plea&lt;br /&gt;From heaven above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 19 September 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8173379992589009856?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8173379992589009856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8173379992589009856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8173379992589009856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8173379992589009856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/09/show-your-mercy.html' title='Show Your Mercy'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2126887670768745635</id><published>2008-09-08T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:22:53.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio Poem NOW available</title><content type='html'>Selected poems of mine are now available on the church web site under audio poems by Carl.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your support.&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2126887670768745635?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2126887670768745635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2126887670768745635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2126887670768745635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2126887670768745635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/09/audio-poem-now-available.html' title='Audio Poem NOW available'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6706588143165664199</id><published>2008-09-08T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:20:35.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Gift</title><content type='html'>His Gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His gift to me is love unending&lt;br /&gt;A new life with Him each day beginning.&lt;br /&gt;He dried the tears I was crying,&lt;br /&gt;With His gift of love undying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered around cause I didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;That anyone could love me so.&lt;br /&gt;I was down on myself, I couldn’t cope,&lt;br /&gt;I was about to give up hope.&lt;br /&gt;In my dark a light was reaching out to me&lt;br /&gt;And mercy came to set me free.&lt;br /&gt;What a glorious day that was for me,&lt;br /&gt;When God’s own Son smile down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His gift to me is love unending&lt;br /&gt;A new life with Him each day beginning.&lt;br /&gt;He dried the tears I was crying,&lt;br /&gt;With His gift of love undying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you’re down and feeling low,&lt;br /&gt;Unsure of which way to go,&lt;br /&gt;Look to the cross you’ll find Him there,&lt;br /&gt;The one who loves and cares.&lt;br /&gt;His gift to you and me, His unending love,&lt;br /&gt;Comes from the Father above.&lt;br /&gt;Show Him how much you love Him so.&lt;br /&gt;Share His love with others you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His gift to me is love unending&lt;br /&gt;A new life with Him each day beginning.&lt;br /&gt;He dried the tears I was crying,&lt;br /&gt;With His gift of love undying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 08 September 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6706588143165664199?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6706588143165664199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6706588143165664199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6706588143165664199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6706588143165664199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/09/his-gift.html' title='His Gift'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2481612351039319373</id><published>2008-08-29T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:33:29.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon to a church near you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coming soon....... Poems in voice!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's right you heard correctly. &lt;br /&gt;We are currently working on trying to put some of these poems on audio.  If everything goes as planned.&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2481612351039319373?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2481612351039319373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2481612351039319373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2481612351039319373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2481612351039319373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/08/coming-soon-to-church-near-you.html' title='Coming Soon to a church near you'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3110606349950412172</id><published>2008-08-29T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:24:19.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Says</title><content type='html'>God Says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world doesn’t think much of me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wear designer clothes&lt;br /&gt;And no I don’t drive them flashy cars&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I have a lot of money&lt;br /&gt;So this old world looks down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God says……&lt;br /&gt;I’m amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I’m incredible and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;A perfect child, Made pure by his own Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this world starts putting me down&lt;br /&gt;Because of how I look&lt;br /&gt;Or because of the way I speak&lt;br /&gt;Or because I don’t put other down&lt;br /&gt;I smile to myself because…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says……&lt;br /&gt;I’m amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I’m incredible and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;A perfect child, Made pure by his own Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world can point and laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;When I kneel and pray.&lt;br /&gt;If they look at me strange when I sing&lt;br /&gt;Then they can turn away.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not here to please this world&lt;br /&gt;That isn’t what counts anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God says……&lt;br /&gt;I’m amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I’m incredible and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;A perfect child, Made pure by his own Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 29 August 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3110606349950412172?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3110606349950412172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3110606349950412172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3110606349950412172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3110606349950412172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/08/god-says.html' title='God Says'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6798559232119679615</id><published>2008-08-19T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T06:32:15.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here For You</title><content type='html'>Here For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need is here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;It’s always been right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;My love’s always been right here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you came in from a long hard day,&lt;br /&gt;I was here to wash your worries away.&lt;br /&gt;When you were sick and the days were long,&lt;br /&gt;I was there to comfort and make you strong.&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes can’t you see&lt;br /&gt;what’s right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you understand my love,&lt;br /&gt;Is pure and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need is here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;It’s always been right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;My love’s always been right here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hurt so bad you could not say,&lt;br /&gt;With tears in my eyes I helped you pray.&lt;br /&gt;When you were confused and got off track,&lt;br /&gt;I searched for you to help bring you back.&lt;br /&gt;Look to the cross and you will see.&lt;br /&gt;What is right in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;Then you will understand His love,&lt;br /&gt;That it is pure and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need is here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;It has always been right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;God’s love has always been right here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 19 August 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6798559232119679615?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6798559232119679615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6798559232119679615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6798559232119679615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6798559232119679615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-for-you.html' title='Here For You'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-4985739493764956077</id><published>2008-08-03T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T11:06:52.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father....</title><content type='html'>Father…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father can you see us,&lt;br /&gt;Down here below?&lt;br /&gt;Father can you hear us?&lt;br /&gt;We need you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father forgive us,&lt;br /&gt;We’ve made such a mess.&lt;br /&gt;Father have mercy,&lt;br /&gt;And give us rest.&lt;br /&gt;Father you made us,&lt;br /&gt;To be pure and true.&lt;br /&gt;Father without you,&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing we can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father can you see us,&lt;br /&gt;Down here below?&lt;br /&gt;Father can you hear us?&lt;br /&gt;We need you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father you gave us,&lt;br /&gt;All that we need.&lt;br /&gt;Father forgive us,&lt;br /&gt;Our wanton greed.&lt;br /&gt;Father you made us,&lt;br /&gt;To praise your name.&lt;br /&gt;Father did you hear us,&lt;br /&gt;In our silent shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father can you see us,&lt;br /&gt;Down here below?&lt;br /&gt;Father can you hear us?&lt;br /&gt;We need you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 03 August 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-4985739493764956077?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/4985739493764956077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=4985739493764956077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4985739493764956077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4985739493764956077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/08/father.html' title='Father....'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2568045741481415243</id><published>2008-06-25T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:10:39.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget July 13</title><content type='html'>For those who enjoy reading my poems and writing here in blogville, you are all invited to the book signing / reading at Cedar Hill Lutheran Church. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday July 17th 2:00 P.M. - 4:00 P.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"His Gift To Me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is unending love&lt;br /&gt;my responce to Him&lt;br /&gt;is to share that love with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all,&lt;br /&gt;and remember God loves &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2568045741481415243?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2568045741481415243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2568045741481415243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2568045741481415243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2568045741481415243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-forget-july-13.html' title='Don&apos;t forget July 13'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-9084749658138750075</id><published>2008-06-25T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:03:52.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought's On Marriage</title><content type='html'>In the United States one out of every two marriages ends in divorce. And some people believe there is no hope of a marriage lasting. But I think if you look closer you will find there is a way to increase the longevity of a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;The old saying “the family that prays together stays together”, is more than just words. Researchers find that daily prayer in a marriage will greatly diminish the risk of divorce.&lt;br /&gt;Most people look for a mate by several different reasoning’s. Physical attraction, wealth, social status or charm is just a few of the things some look for in a mate. While these are good qualities in a mate, they often forget the most important element, being a Godly person.&lt;br /&gt;We need to first choose a believer who is willing to live by God’s word.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is not a fifty-fifty partnership. It IS a one hundred-one hundred partnership. Each partner is consistently giving one hundred percent of themselves for the other. It is each ones responsibility to do whatever it takes to buildup the union. By placing God at the center of a marriage, seeking His guidance in all matters, and daily praying with each other, the marriage is focused and strong.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage, even the strongest will face trials and struggles. But if the marriage is based on God’s love and forgiveness these trials will not derail it into destruction.&lt;br /&gt;Even if one partner seems to be giving more than the other, stand firm, trusting in God’s love, display a positive and joyous appearance. Let God work. The other partner may see and desire that which they see in the other and resume the full partnership with God’s help.&lt;br /&gt;It is imperative that Christians strive to repair the family unit which has taken such a beating in today’s world. And the best way I see to show this to the world is by living as God would have us live.&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-9084749658138750075?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/9084749658138750075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=9084749658138750075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/9084749658138750075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/9084749658138750075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/06/thoughts-on-marriage.html' title='Thought&apos;s On Marriage'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8555943211843389365</id><published>2008-06-25T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:02:18.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Father's Do</title><content type='html'>What Fathers Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the dark I cried out to you,&lt;br /&gt;And you came and you helped me through.&lt;br /&gt;Father, in the middle my pain and misery,&lt;br /&gt;You came not sparring your love for me.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that’s what Fathers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in frustration I was angry at you,&lt;br /&gt;Still you let me know your love was true.&lt;br /&gt;When I was weak, thought I could not go on,&lt;br /&gt;Father it was you that helped me stand strong.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that’s what Fathers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a time when I did not know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;With your mercy you made me brand new.&lt;br /&gt;As tear filled my eyes, I know you wept.&lt;br /&gt;And you stood guard over me while I slept.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that’s what Fathers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my Father and will guide me in all I do,&lt;br /&gt;Your promise I claim, knowing I can trust in you.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I have called on you, you came.&lt;br /&gt;And your love always remained the same.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that’s what Fathers do.&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be more like you,&lt;br /&gt;for now I am a father too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8555943211843389365?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8555943211843389365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8555943211843389365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8555943211843389365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8555943211843389365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-fathers-do.html' title='What Father&apos;s Do'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-4318516638761507899</id><published>2008-05-19T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:31:59.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentor</title><content type='html'>Mentoring&lt;br /&gt;A common sight in this world today is the single parent family. This creates a hardship on the family as a whole especially on the children.&lt;br /&gt;I’m no expert or have all the answers, but I feel children do best when they have both parents to give them love and support.&lt;br /&gt;At times the father will act as a mentor. What is a mentor, you may ask. A mentor is a wise and trusted counselor, supporter and teacher.&lt;br /&gt;The father will instruct his child with his words and actions, showing the child how to do a certain task and explaining each step along the way.&lt;br /&gt;For example a father teaching a child to say a prayer at meal time, may first explain that we are to give thanks for that which we receive from God. Then discuss with the child how we receive everything from God. Explain how prayer is communicating with God. And then say a prayer as the child listens. Ask the child if he understands or if he had any questions. And always be open and honest with the child. After doing this a few times ask the child to say the mealtime prayers. Praise the child’s efforts and courage.&lt;br /&gt;A father should always make time for the child. Spend time with the child, and make it special, playing catch, fishing, go for a walk anything to share time with them. Reading bible stories is a great way to spend time with your child, asking them what they think it’s saying about the person in the story. Talk with them letting them know that they can come to you with anything. Let them know where you stand on certain topics. Ask them what is going on in their life, school, and friends whatever it may be.&lt;br /&gt;Fathers much always remember that there are eyes upon them. His child is always watching and knows when the father doesn’t do as he says.&lt;br /&gt;A father should never make a promise he can’t keep, and keep every promise he makes. This shows the child how to be trustworthy and honest. A mentor does not force but does encourage this will show the child about problem solving.&lt;br /&gt;If the father does make a mistake, and he will, he should not excuse it but explain it to the child. Even ask the child how he would have handled it. This shows the child that you believe in him. It will give him confidence to take on larger tasks.&lt;br /&gt;As a father I feel that it’s a blessing to be a mentor. Watching as the child grows and succeeds, and being there for him if he should happens to stumble. Children naturally want to please their fathers and when the father show an interest in the child the bond grows even stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-4318516638761507899?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/4318516638761507899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=4318516638761507899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4318516638761507899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4318516638761507899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/05/mentor.html' title='Mentor'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6223048797017659411</id><published>2008-05-15T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T06:23:04.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been away for a while</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know I've been away for a while.  But I haven't forgoten any of you.  I'm currently working on my second book which is taking a lot of my time.  I'll still be dropping by from time to time, but it may be sometime before I can be on everyday or so.&lt;br /&gt;My first book "His Git To Me", is now available from the publisher's web site &lt;a href="http://www.publishamerica.com/"&gt;www.publishamerica.com&lt;/a&gt; and will be available to order from bookstores on June 7th.&lt;br /&gt;My prayers are always with you.&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6223048797017659411?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6223048797017659411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6223048797017659411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6223048797017659411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6223048797017659411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-been-away-for-while.html' title='I&apos;ve been away for a while'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-5685491420852600778</id><published>2008-04-26T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:37:14.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking In That Promised Land</title><content type='html'>Walking in that promised land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes back when I was young,&lt;br /&gt;I was just in it for the fun.&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m not really proud,&lt;br /&gt;Of some things I’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so you can understand,&lt;br /&gt;How I know I’ll be walking&lt;br /&gt;In that promised land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it happened a long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;He died on a cross so I’d know.&lt;br /&gt;For this sinner His love did show,&lt;br /&gt;So down those golden streets I’ll go.&lt;br /&gt;Walking in that promised land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was still a sinner He came,&lt;br /&gt;He spoke, called me by my name.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jesus gave His all for me,&lt;br /&gt;Just to set this poor sinner free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m lead by His Holy hand,&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve done a lot of talking&lt;br /&gt;To one called the Son of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I kneel before His throne,&lt;br /&gt;And all His love for me is shown,&lt;br /&gt;He will call me as His very own.&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll walk in that Promised Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on friends let go walking,&lt;br /&gt;To the Lord we’ll do some talking.&lt;br /&gt;Reach out and take His hand,&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll walk in that Promised Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 26 April 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-5685491420852600778?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/5685491420852600778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=5685491420852600778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5685491420852600778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5685491420852600778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/04/walking-in-that-promised-land.html' title='Walking In That Promised Land'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8188026855524855443</id><published>2008-04-24T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T07:02:28.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father and Farmer</title><content type='html'>Father and Farmer&lt;br /&gt;A good father are similar to a good farmer, in that they plant the seed and watches it grow. I’m speaking of planting in a child’s mind the truth and wisdom of God’s word.&lt;br /&gt;The farmer not only plants a seed but he does everything he can do to make sure it grows in the manner that it should. He breaks up the hard ground so the tender shoots have a better chance of reaching full growth. He will feed and water the young plant and protect it from outside attacks. He will remove the weeds that threaten the young plant. The farmer does this because he knows how much the young plant will struggle before it can produce fruit.&lt;br /&gt;A good father also does everything he can to insure his child grows up as he should. A good father prepares the hard ground of the unknowing child with love. He will feed the child daily the word of God and watering the child with actions based on God‘s word. A good father protects his child from the harm of this evil world. He will also remove the weeds of doubt within the child’s mind that threaten to stunt the child’s growth. The father does this because he knows from his own life how hard it will be to produce good fruit when surrounded by a field of temptation.&lt;br /&gt;The farmer and the father both understand and accept that it is hard and a never ending task that is set before them.&lt;br /&gt;Where did the farmer gain knowledge to grow strong plants?&lt;br /&gt;He knows from studying and from example of other farmers.&lt;br /&gt;How does the father Gain knowledge to grow a strong child?&lt;br /&gt;He knows by studying God’s word, from prayer (talking with God) and trusting in God’s promise, because God is the only true example of a Father.&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 24 April 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8188026855524855443?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8188026855524855443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8188026855524855443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8188026855524855443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8188026855524855443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/04/father-and-farmer.html' title='Father and Farmer'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-332989589591193831</id><published>2008-04-10T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T07:45:31.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weak or Strong</title><content type='html'>Weak or Strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look and see him mild and meek,&lt;br /&gt;But that does not mean he’s weak.&lt;br /&gt;You look upon him and think him odd,&lt;br /&gt;He puts his trust in an invisible God.&lt;br /&gt;And you think he must be weak of mind,&lt;br /&gt;For to his foes he doesn’t respond in kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does he not cry, wail and morn,&lt;br /&gt;Nor does he to this world conform?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t he have sense to get out of the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Or is he so daft he does not see the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this man you call mild and weak,&lt;br /&gt;Has the source of strength you seek.&lt;br /&gt;He has found the truth and understands,&lt;br /&gt;It is upon God’s own word he must stand.&lt;br /&gt;To this world he belongs no longer,&lt;br /&gt;But to his God which is much stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think, which is stronger the one that stands,&lt;br /&gt;Or the one that give in to the world demands?&lt;br /&gt;You need not struggle alone to stand,&lt;br /&gt;Just take hold of His nail scared hand.&lt;br /&gt;Through hard times His love proves true,&lt;br /&gt;Just as we are, He offers it to me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 10 April 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-332989589591193831?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/332989589591193831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=332989589591193831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/332989589591193831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/332989589591193831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/04/weak-or-strong.html' title='Weak or Strong'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8450104921735697704</id><published>2008-04-07T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T06:19:21.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Son</title><content type='html'>Welcome Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind is like a spinning wheel,&lt;br /&gt;And it is hard to stand under the pain I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Though my eyes may be clouded and dim,&lt;br /&gt;This old heart of mine won’t let me give in.&lt;br /&gt;He is a part of me, it is just the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;When too weak to walk He helps me stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should shiver deep within from fear or cold,&lt;br /&gt;I’m wrapped in His warm love, strong and bold.&lt;br /&gt;When my foes attack trying to bring me down,&lt;br /&gt;He brings to me His own royal robe and crown.&lt;br /&gt;Those that oppose can not get the job done,&lt;br /&gt;For that battle fought long ago His victory won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruised, scared, worn and weary I forge ahead,&lt;br /&gt;A promise I’ll claim at the end of this road I tread.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll sit at my Father’s table wrapped in His glory,&lt;br /&gt;Singing His praises and hearing His wonderful story.&lt;br /&gt;There’ll be no more pain; there’ll be no more tears,&lt;br /&gt;There’ll be no more heartache, and no more fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will look full upon His face and see Him smile,&lt;br /&gt;As I hear Him say “welcome son sit for awhile.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 07 April 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8450104921735697704?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8450104921735697704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8450104921735697704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8450104921735697704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8450104921735697704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-son.html' title='Welcome Son'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8652888600768662619</id><published>2008-04-01T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:01:13.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive Me</title><content type='html'>This I did not write, it is not one of mine.  But I love to visit it from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive Me When I Whine&lt;br /&gt;Today upon a bus I saw, a little girl with golden hair.&lt;br /&gt;And I envied her. She seemed so happy, and I wished I was there.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she rose to leave. And I saw her hobble down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;She had one leg and wore a crutch. But as she passed she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God forgive me when I whine,&lt;br /&gt;I have two legs and the world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on the way to work. I stopped to buy some sweets.&lt;br /&gt;The lad that sold them had such charm. I talked with him awhile.&lt;br /&gt;If I was late it would do no harm. As I left he said to me, “Thank you sir.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been so kind. It’s nice to talk to folks like you.&lt;br /&gt;You see, I’m blind.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God forgive me when I whine,&lt;br /&gt;I have two eyes and the world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later walking down the street. I saw a child with eye of blue.&lt;br /&gt;She stood watching the others play. And it seemed she didn’t know what to do. So I said,&lt;br /&gt;“why don’t you join the others dear?”&lt;br /&gt;She looked straight ahead without a word. Then I knew, she could not hear.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God forgive me when I whine,&lt;br /&gt;I have two ears and the world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With legs to take me where I go,&lt;br /&gt;With eyes to see the sunset glow,&lt;br /&gt;With ears to hear what I know,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, Dear God forgive me when I whine.&lt;br /&gt;I’m blessed indeed and the world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown Author&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8652888600768662619?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8652888600768662619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8652888600768662619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8652888600768662619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8652888600768662619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/04/forgive-me.html' title='Forgive Me'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-325214511418003485</id><published>2008-03-27T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T06:13:27.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or was I born in another place and time?&lt;br /&gt;In this thing we call life; do the same rules still not apply?&lt;br /&gt;I may be wrong but to me it seems as though people want to pick and choose what rules they are going to follow. And then they keep change the meanings those at their whim.&lt;br /&gt;The golden rule seems to have lost something as it has been past down through the years. Either that or they disregard the rule altogether.&lt;br /&gt;I was taught that I was to treat others as I would WANT them to treat me. Not as they DO treat me. I believe many people today are confused on this matter. They seem to think the other person is to act correctly first. And then they will respond in kind.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it really shouldn’t surprise me though as the “me” minded people of the world seem to have grown at an alarming rate. And we are quick to say well, it their fault or society’s fault. But think a minute; are we not part of society? And as part of society it is our responsibility to improve upon society as a whole. We are then derelict in our duties. In a society each person should be held accountable for his commissions and his omissions.&lt;br /&gt;We as Christians men, women, parents, have sat idly by and watched and waited for someone else to step up and do our job.&lt;br /&gt;As Christians we are to teach the truth, raising our young to follow in the same way and to equip them with the source to grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is only so much we are responsible for and then it is up to them to follow through. But if we do not plant the seed it can not grow.&lt;br /&gt;Children don’t come with instruction manuals. That is why church is so vitally important both for the parent and the child. A child learns from hearing, seeing and doing. He learns by hearing the word, seeing others apply the word to their lives, and partaking of the experience for themselves. For once the seed has been planted it must be fed or it will wither and die.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not naive enough to say this will cure all the worlds’ ills. But it would go a long way in improving the world in which we live.&lt;br /&gt;As parents, we also learn from each other, as well as our children. We live in a community, so why don’t we communicate? We seem to do a lot of talking but little listening and it takes both to communicate. I learn a lot from those around me in what they say, and how they act and react. I gain a deeper understanding of myself by listening and watching more and speaking less. Oh but I do still make plenty of mistakes but I try to show God glory because of what my Lord did for me.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Does the times seem troubled?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-325214511418003485?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/325214511418003485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=325214511418003485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/325214511418003485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/325214511418003485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6465407042849067978</id><published>2008-03-25T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:12:27.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise Be</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if I have not been on the blog for awhile.  I have been working with the publishers the get my book out as soon as possible.  But I have not forgoten you I bring you now a new poem / song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His nail scared hand lifted me,&lt;br /&gt;From the dark where I could not see.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, God’s own Son rescued me,&lt;br /&gt;Praise be, praise be to&lt;br /&gt;The name of Jesus Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Praise be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinking fast in the deep blue sea,&lt;br /&gt;Waves of troubles were covering me.&lt;br /&gt;But my Lord came and set me free.&lt;br /&gt;Praise be, praise be to&lt;br /&gt;The name of Jesus Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Praise be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now no doubt nor worry be,&lt;br /&gt;Because of what he did upon that tree.&lt;br /&gt;He took my sins and set me free.&lt;br /&gt;Praise be, praise be to&lt;br /&gt;The name of Jesus Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Praise be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants the best for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Now the lame can walk and blind can see,&lt;br /&gt;And from your sins He’ll set you free.&lt;br /&gt;Praise be, praise be to&lt;br /&gt;The name of Jesus Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Praise be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 10 March 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6465407042849067978?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6465407042849067978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6465407042849067978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6465407042849067978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6465407042849067978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/03/praise-be.html' title='Praise Be'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-386651377903418837</id><published>2008-03-04T10:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T10:16:37.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>Today’s Family&lt;br /&gt;I am disturbed by the state of families in today’s world. With the number of single parent families coupled with the ever rising divorce rate, is it any wonder that the children of these families are in trouble? Under ideal conditions the job of parenting is a hard task for two parents. But when one parent is missing the task is multiplied several times over.&lt;br /&gt;Every evil known to man is visited upon the families of today, and when this evil is faced by only one parent it sometimes becomes tragic.&lt;br /&gt;It seems the world has slipped into a “me” mentality. We are only concerned with ourselves. What is the quickest, easiest way to make “me” feel good, make more money and get fancier things? This greedy self indulgent thinking is a cancer that feeds upon the family unit. We work long hard hours that makes us irritable and tired having no real quality time for our families. We excuse this action by saying we are doing it for the betterment of the family. But deep inside we know that to be a lie. We do this not out of need but out of want. We sacrifice what the family really needs, love and parental interaction, for money. And the more money we make the more money we spend and the more we think we need. With this type of thinking we find that even though the parents are in the house, they are not in the family. Where is the love and parental guidance so desperately needed? Now if you take the one of the parents out of the picture, and the one left thinking this way, what you really have is a no parent family.&lt;br /&gt;I am not taking anything away from those who struggle to provide for their family as single parents. I hold them in the highest esteem. I stand in awe of the strength and determination. I applaud their resolve. I know what my mother went through after my father died when I was just ten years old. She worked long hours as a cook to provide my brother and I with food, shelter and cloths. But she never neglected the love and guidance that is also required with two young boys either. Her work never ended; no matter how tired or sick she was she always spent time with us. Her strength came from God, her faith kept her strong. Sunday’s would find us all in Sunday school and church that was her only “day off” from work. And even though we had very little money, she tithed because she knew the Lord would provide. Her every morning was started with a prayer, prayer at every meal and bible reading to us boys and prayer at bed time. And her love is still with me today.&lt;br /&gt;Let me speak now of those who run from the families, to chase their lustful desires. The ones who seek to fill their fleshy appetite will never be satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;There will always be someone else in your eye and nothing in your heart. Not only do they destroy the live around them, but they also throw away the treasure of the loving family. They are of the lowest kind, these greedy, lustful ones that steal the future of the family.&lt;br /&gt;And of the abusive one, you have no excuse! You seek to destroy from within, that which is of the greatest value. You beat, maim and kill that which has been presented to you as precious gems then try to blame them for your actions. You wicked fool, you even lie to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;So with divorce, drugs, promiscuous sex, violence and all these other evils, is there any hope for the family unit? YES! Some may call it and old fashion method, but it works. Follow God’s plan for the family. Put Him at the center of every aspect of the family life. Pray together, worship together and study His word together discussing with one another how God want you to live.&lt;br /&gt;The old saying “the family that prays together stays together”, is more than just words. Researchers find that daily prayer in a marriage will greatly diminish the risk of divorce, from one out of every two, to one out of several hundred. When God’s plan is truly in the family, it can not fail.&lt;br /&gt;People seek to control that which they have no control over. With get rich quick schemes, fad diets, self help books and one guru after another saying they have the answer, we tend to overlook the true answer, the one that has been there all along, the one who created us in love, God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-386651377903418837?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/386651377903418837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=386651377903418837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/386651377903418837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/386651377903418837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/03/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-4278817240573730111</id><published>2008-03-01T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T14:57:11.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carl's Thoughts On ~ Prayer</title><content type='html'>Carl’s Thoughts On ~ Prayer&lt;br /&gt;Prayer, we believers know it to be a powerful weapon in our arsenal to combat the evil forces of this world. But it is intended to be much, much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;It is our way of voicing ourselves to the Father, much in the same manner as we would speak to our earthly father. We tell Him of our concerns, worries, woes, our hurts, pains and doubts as well as our hopes, dreams and aspirations. We cry out to Him in fear when we are lost and confused. We ask for His guidance in every aspect of our lives. And we ask that He will forgive us when we have messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Like any true father He is there. And He answers every pray. Not always the way we expect Him to answer, because His eye sees more than we could ever hope to see. Quite often He answers and we don’t listen. We think we know what is best for us, or we want to control our life so we refuse to heed His advice. We need to remember when we ask the Father for answers sometimes the answer will be no. As an earthly father must sometime say no to his child because it would be harmful in some way to the child, even thought the child doesn’t realize the danger.&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is not just a one sided conversation. The Father speaks to us through His word and to our hearts; this is why we need to meditate on His word day and night. And when we read and study His word we need to do so with prayer. With an open heart and right mind come alive within His word.&lt;br /&gt;Who are we to pray for? I don’t know anyone who doesn’t need praying for, but especially those which has been made known to you that have special needs. Pray for your friends, family, enemies, your church, yourself, government leaders, the poor, the sick, the lost and me. The list of those in need is unending.&lt;br /&gt;Bring your faults and failings before the Father that He may take them from you. Bring Him your praise as well, for He give to you even when you do not realize it. Even in your pain give Him praise, He is there with you and will see you through. You are His child; much loved He only wants the very best for you in everything.&lt;br /&gt;You can try this; pray with pen and paper. Write out your concerns as you pray; write also what comes to your mind about those concerns while you are praying. Write down anything and everything without thinking about it, and then later read back what you wrote. Then search the Bible for related scriptures. You may find you have a new out look on your concerns. Also keeping a prayer journal is a wonderful way of watching your prayers being answered. Start with a simple journal, date of prayer, content of prayer, date prayer was answered, and how prayer was answered. Pray for them everyday until they are answered. Remember they may not always be answered like we think they should be answered.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the Father changes the situation. Sometimes He changes us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-4278817240573730111?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/4278817240573730111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=4278817240573730111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4278817240573730111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4278817240573730111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/03/carls-thoughts-on-prayer.html' title='Carl&apos;s Thoughts On ~ Prayer'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3409308022677087409</id><published>2008-02-27T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:06:56.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You All</title><content type='html'>Cedar Hill Lutheran Church,&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to God. He has blessed me greatly with your friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I humbly stand here today to praise God and to thank my brothers and sisters in Christ. My need was made known to you and you rushed to my aid.&lt;br /&gt;We’ve heard it said that God works in mysterious ways. I say God works in AMAZING ways.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve heard that if you didn’t like the way the world is you should change it. But being one man I thought I lacked the ability. It was only through prayer that I saw an answer. And that answer was not me but God.&lt;br /&gt;God can and does still work wonders, as each of us can attest to, and we need not look farther than our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us is a gift from God to the world around us. As we reach out to one another, God strengthen the bonds of brotherhood between us. And as we reach out to the lost of the world, God changes lives before our very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;God’s powerful love is at work in us and through us bringing change to the world one life at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Glory to God and Praise to the name of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 26 February 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3409308022677087409?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3409308022677087409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3409308022677087409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3409308022677087409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3409308022677087409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-you-all.html' title='Thank You All'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-5149360047086255363</id><published>2008-02-21T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:26:43.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Draws Me Near</title><content type='html'>Draws Me Near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my heart is breaking,&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes fill with tears.&lt;br /&gt;He comes to clams my fears.&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Lord draws me near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my body racked in pain,&lt;br /&gt;And my mind filled with fears,&lt;br /&gt;He comes and dries my tears.&lt;br /&gt;The one who saves me He is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time on earth is over,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will shed joy filled tears,&lt;br /&gt;For my prayers the Lord hears.&lt;br /&gt;God’s own Son draws me near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until that day when I go home,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll serve Him without one fear.&lt;br /&gt;For He is beside me right here,&lt;br /&gt;His grace and mercy ever near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m called to walk with him,&lt;br /&gt;With my last breath I will cheer.&lt;br /&gt;There’ll be no more pain or fear,&lt;br /&gt;When to my Lord I draw near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 21 February 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-5149360047086255363?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/5149360047086255363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=5149360047086255363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5149360047086255363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5149360047086255363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/02/draws-me-near.html' title='Draws Me Near'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-4762836144055108780</id><published>2008-02-05T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T05:44:14.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a Father?</title><content type='html'>Am I a Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman I loved was giving birth,&lt;br /&gt;And I was praying for all I was worth.&lt;br /&gt;She was our first, I was happy and sad.&lt;br /&gt;Did I really have what it took to be a dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father, am I making a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Do I really think I have what it takes?&lt;br /&gt;Then I was filled with a voice from above,&lt;br /&gt;What all children will need is your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart softened and the tears did flow,&lt;br /&gt;If I did everything I could, then I’d know.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it would take every minute of the day,&lt;br /&gt;To protect, provide and instruct in everyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the times when doubt clouded the mind,&lt;br /&gt;I had the source where the answers I’d find.&lt;br /&gt;This source is filled with examples of love,&lt;br /&gt;It is the perfect love from the Father above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I time of joy or need I call and He is there,&lt;br /&gt;He wants to be in it all and His love to share.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to be my strength as I go along,&lt;br /&gt;And I want with all my heart to pass this on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is but one lesson I can try to teach, love.&lt;br /&gt;There is but one place from which it comes, above.&lt;br /&gt;Now, men it’s true you can easily plant your seed,&lt;br /&gt;But ask yourself truthfully, am I a Father in deed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 05 February 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-4762836144055108780?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/4762836144055108780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=4762836144055108780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4762836144055108780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4762836144055108780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/02/am-i-father.html' title='Am I a Father?'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-7592895035102856387</id><published>2008-01-30T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:27:29.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father &amp; Daughter</title><content type='html'>I was so proud of my little girl&lt;br /&gt;As she laughed and twirled.&lt;br /&gt;her very first day of school it was,&lt;br /&gt;Her little mind was all a buzz.&lt;br /&gt;I walked her to school that day&lt;br /&gt;Her little hand in mine all the way.&lt;br /&gt;She was excited, but I was sad.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that’s part of being a dad.&lt;br /&gt;In her brand new dress of red,&lt;br /&gt;A tear came, at what she said.&lt;br /&gt;She just stood there with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;And said Daddy stay with me awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;Just how much I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;With a kiss I sent her on her way,&lt;br /&gt;To join the others children at play.&lt;br /&gt;She looked back and did not cry,&lt;br /&gt;But I had a tear as I waved goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for her when we did part,&lt;br /&gt;That she would be happy and smart.&lt;br /&gt;I’m amazed at how the time flew,&lt;br /&gt;And how quickly my little girl grew.&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the front on graduation day,&lt;br /&gt;I was filled with pride in every way.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly it became her wedding day,&lt;br /&gt;I walked with her and gave her away.&lt;br /&gt;And I cried as sat down by her mother&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet little girl I gave to another.&lt;br /&gt;I waited that night for my chance,&lt;br /&gt;When my daughter and I could dance.&lt;br /&gt;The band played our favorite song&lt;br /&gt;as father and daughter danced along.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me and saw a tear,&lt;br /&gt;Then she whispered in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, it’s time for me to go.&lt;br /&gt;But remember I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;A daughter and her dying dad&lt;br /&gt;sat together quiet and sad.&lt;br /&gt;She said I’ve always loved you so.&lt;br /&gt;What will I do when you go?&lt;br /&gt;I know you will be just fine,&lt;br /&gt;For you have the same Father as mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7592895035102856387?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7592895035102856387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7592895035102856387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7592895035102856387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7592895035102856387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/01/father-daughter.html' title='Father &amp; Daughter'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2267411642035718810</id><published>2008-01-28T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T07:24:13.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Saved</title><content type='html'>I Am Saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Father, praise to the Son&lt;br /&gt;For grace and mercy has been given to me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m saved by the blood of God own Son&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in sin but my Lord came for me&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Father, praise to the Son&lt;br /&gt;Because on that cross my Lord got it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All praise and glory, to his name, I am saved.&lt;br /&gt;The guilt is no more the price has been paid.&lt;br /&gt;All praise and glory, to his name, I am saved.&lt;br /&gt;The sin has been lifted, no longer weighed.&lt;br /&gt;All praise and glory, to his name, I am saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Father, praise to the Son&lt;br /&gt;For grace and mercy has been given to me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m saved by the blood of God own Son&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in sin, but my Lord came for me&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Father, praise to the Son&lt;br /&gt;Because on that cross my Lord got it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All praise and glory, to his name, I am saved.&lt;br /&gt;The guilt is no more the price has been paid.&lt;br /&gt;All praise and glory, to his name, I am saved.&lt;br /&gt;The sin has been lifted, no longer weighed.&lt;br /&gt;All praise and glory, to his name, I am saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Father, praise to the Son&lt;br /&gt;For grace and mercy has been given to me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m saved by the blood of God own Son&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in sin but my Lord came for me&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Father, praise to the Son&lt;br /&gt;Because on that cross my Lord got it done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2267411642035718810?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2267411642035718810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2267411642035718810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2267411642035718810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2267411642035718810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-saved.html' title='I Am Saved'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3037417622212739202</id><published>2008-01-16T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T06:36:22.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Fathers Do</title><content type='html'>What Fathers Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the dark I cried out to you,&lt;br /&gt;And you came and you helped me through.&lt;br /&gt;Father, in the middle my pain and misery,&lt;br /&gt;You came not sparring your love for me.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that’s what Fathers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in frustration I was angry at you,&lt;br /&gt;Still you let me know your love was true.&lt;br /&gt;When I was weak, thought I could not go on,&lt;br /&gt;Father it was you that helped me stand strong.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that’s what Fathers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a time when I did not know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;With your mercy you made me brand new.&lt;br /&gt;As tear filled my eyes, I know you wept.&lt;br /&gt;And you stood guard over me while I slept.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that’s what Fathers do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my Father and will guide me in all I do,&lt;br /&gt;Your promise I claim, knowing I can trust in you.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I have called on you, you came.&lt;br /&gt;And your love always remained the same.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that’s what Fathers do.&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be more like you,&lt;br /&gt;for now I am a father too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3037417622212739202?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3037417622212739202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3037417622212739202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3037417622212739202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3037417622212739202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-fathers-do.html' title='What Fathers Do'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-7206567550008916532</id><published>2008-01-08T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T08:13:02.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am wondering</title><content type='html'>Since I have recieved very few comments on my blog, I've been wondering.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone really read it?&lt;br /&gt;What would they like to see me write more about?&lt;br /&gt;How many answers will I get to this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... now it's your turn.. send me a comment about this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7206567550008916532?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7206567550008916532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7206567550008916532' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7206567550008916532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7206567550008916532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-wondering.html' title='I am wondering'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8359210504679298504</id><published>2007-12-30T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T08:39:07.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>Birthdays (December 31, 1951)&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has one, it was your first of many firsts.&lt;br /&gt;The first gift from a loving God.&lt;br /&gt;Each year we are reminded of that day. Some of us have parties with friends laughter and music.&lt;br /&gt;While others sit in gloom and dwelling upon their fears of doom.&lt;br /&gt;Now the way I see it, we have a choice how we view this day. We can either sit and stew over wrong that has come into our life, or we can celebrate the joys. Both already received and the ones to come. God has given us the power to choose how we view the years past. He has given us the power to overcome through him. This too is a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had many birthdays, some good, some not so much. But I know that they were all gifts from him. And he was there with me in them all.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to celebrate his first gift to me with joy giving him praise for that day. I wish no present except his love, which he gives freely each day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;In my life I’ve seen miracles you could not believe. Not just in my own life, but in the lives of those who have come into my life as well. This also has been a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;There has not been one day that God has not blessed me in some way. He provides from me, protects me and leads me because he loves me. He even died for me. What greater gift could anyone receive? This gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;So as I stand here before you there is something I want you to know. You treasured friends and family are a gift from God, a blessing to me and to each one you meet, for the love of God flows through you.&lt;br /&gt;I think it only fitting that my birthday falls on the years end. The last day of the year, I can look back over the whole year and praise God for the many blessing he has given and remember the first he gave me, so long ago. It seems like the whole world is celebrating with me, on this my birthday. We give praise together for all his great gifts, for all true gifts come from God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8359210504679298504?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8359210504679298504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8359210504679298504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8359210504679298504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8359210504679298504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-1023704959234955879</id><published>2007-12-30T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T08:37:37.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, we’ve all come together with joy and cheer,&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate an anniversary and to start a new year.&lt;br /&gt;We join here in the present, remembering the past,&lt;br /&gt;Looking to the future with Gods love that will not pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand here looking out, I see my family, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Fellow travelers on the journey that has a glorious end.&lt;br /&gt;We believers, can rejoice tonight in our love for Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;For being with Him forever is His perfect plan for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, calm your minds, remember this year.&lt;br /&gt;The times we laughed with joy, the times we share a tear.&lt;br /&gt;We hurt, but our heavenly Father was there through it all.&lt;br /&gt;He heard every plea, every cry, when in prayer we did call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were too weak, He carried us along the way.&lt;br /&gt;So it is just and right that we praise Him night and day.&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the past we know what He has done.&lt;br /&gt;In our lives this moment we see what He is doing.&lt;br /&gt;And by His promise we know what His love will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you become frightened, your eyes filled with tears,&lt;br /&gt;Do not be discouraged, He is there through the years.&lt;br /&gt;As we gather all of us are a family, more than friends,&lt;br /&gt;And Christ celebrates with us as the new year begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fill your hearts, your minds, and your life with him,&lt;br /&gt;And celebrate a happy new year, every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 30 December 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-1023704959234955879?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/1023704959234955879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=1023704959234955879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1023704959234955879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1023704959234955879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3800772560106930309</id><published>2007-12-10T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T07:21:19.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Team</title><content type='html'>Carl’s thoughts on ~ The Team&lt;br /&gt;The owner puts together a team, a group of individuals, to achieve a common goal. When choosing his team he doesn’t always choose those who think they are best suited. But he chooses those he knows can be trained and molded into a strong part of his team.&lt;br /&gt;He knows the team is stronger that any single member. If they work as a team their task will be considerably easier to achieve. Not all the members have the same duties but each members’ job is essential in obtaining the goal.&lt;br /&gt;The owner sees the bigger picture and has a plan to accomplish the job at hand. The owner provides for his team. He equips his team, choosing leaders, coaches and trainers to insure they understand how to do what is expected of them.&lt;br /&gt;As long as the individual is a member of the team it is his obligation to do everything in his power to strengthen the whole of the team. He is required to not only do his job, but also support and assist other members of the team. He is to encourage other team members who may be tried or having a rough time. He is also to recruit others to join the team and in so doing grow and strengthen the whole team.&lt;br /&gt;No team exists without there being a reason for the team, no matter if it’s sports, in the workplace, in the military, at home or in the church.&lt;br /&gt;In a team there are different areas of responsibilities. In sports there is the offence, the defense maybe even a special unit, but they are all members of the same team. The same areas apply to teams within the home, workplace and church. Each member strives to improve the team as a whole by thinking beyond their position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As members of a church we are members of Gods’ team. He chose us, he provides for us everything we need, and equips us with his Holy Spirit as members of his team. At our baptism we have vowed to follow him, and we confirm this each day. And as members, each day it is our sworn duty to perform the task set before us.&lt;br /&gt;Gods’ team is a unique team in that we can not fail as long as we strive to follow his instruction.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you know that needs to be on this winning team?&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 10 December 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3800772560106930309?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3800772560106930309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3800772560106930309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3800772560106930309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3800772560106930309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/12/team.html' title='The Team'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-6226049503711430517</id><published>2007-12-09T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T09:01:25.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Quit</title><content type='html'>Don’t Quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people turn this way and that,&lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know just were it at.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got to go straight to the heart of it,&lt;br /&gt;Grab on tight and don’t give in, don’t quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some will say I’m stubborn as a mule,&lt;br /&gt;Say I’ve lost my mind or just a fool.&lt;br /&gt;But they haven’t seen what I’ve seen,&lt;br /&gt;They don’t know what true love means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find the truth, hold on tight,&lt;br /&gt;It’ll guard you through the darkest night.&lt;br /&gt;Storms will come with winds that blow,&lt;br /&gt;But I know, come rain or shine, on I’ll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some don’t know where they are at,&lt;br /&gt;Their minds all cloudy and blind as a bat.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got to go straight to the heart of it,&lt;br /&gt;Grab on tight and don’t give in, don’t quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now listen close so you won’t be a fool,&lt;br /&gt;A child of God’s, follows the golden rule.&lt;br /&gt;If you listen to wise words you will see,&lt;br /&gt;Just what he intended for us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow his word and do what’s right,&lt;br /&gt;That others may know of his Holy light.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got to go straight to the heart of it,&lt;br /&gt;Grab on tight and don’t give in, don’t quit.&lt;br /&gt;With both hands hang on tight,&lt;br /&gt;Keep on going, don’t ever quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 09 December 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-6226049503711430517?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/6226049503711430517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=6226049503711430517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6226049503711430517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/6226049503711430517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-quit.html' title='Don&apos;t Quit'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3313832552440301220</id><published>2007-12-06T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T08:11:04.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's celebrate together</title><content type='html'>This time of year is special.  A time when we celebrate the coming of our Lord, the end of the old year and the coming of the new.  And yes of course my birthday on the 31st of the month.  As I view this upcoming event, this is what I'm thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays (December 31, 1951)&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has one, it was your first of many firsts.&lt;br /&gt;The first gift from a loving God.&lt;br /&gt;Each year we are reminded of that day. Some of us have parties with friends laughter and music.&lt;br /&gt;While others sit in gloom and dwelling upon their fears of doom.&lt;br /&gt;Now the way I see it, we have a choice how we view this day. We can either sit and stew over wrong that has come into our life, or we can celebrate the joys. Both already received and the ones to come. God has given us the power to choose how we view the years past. He has given us the power to overcome through him. This too is a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had many birthdays, some good, some not so much. But I know that they were all gifts from him. And he was there with me in them all.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to celebrate his first gift to me with joy giving him praise for that day. I wish no present except his love, which he gives freely each day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;In my life I’ve seen miracles you could not believe. Not just in my own life, but in the lives of those who have come into my life as well. This also has been a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;There has not been one day that God has not blessed me in some way. He provides from me, protects me and leads me because he loves me. He even died for me. What greater gift could anyone receive? This gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;So as I stand here before you there is something I want you to know. You treasured friends and family are a gift from God, a blessing to me and to each one you meet, for the love of God flows through you.&lt;br /&gt;I think it only fitting that my birthday falls on the years end. The last day of the year, I can look back over the whole year and praise God for the many blessing he has given and remember the first he gave me, so long ago. It seems like the whole world is celebrating with me, on this my birthday. We give praise together for all his great gifts, for all true gifts come from God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3313832552440301220?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3313832552440301220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3313832552440301220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3313832552440301220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3313832552440301220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-celebrate-together.html' title='Let&apos;s celebrate together'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-717244879429825233</id><published>2007-12-04T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T06:39:59.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Long</title><content type='html'>How Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long? Lord, how long,&lt;br /&gt;Must I keep traveling along?&lt;br /&gt;How long, yes, how long,&lt;br /&gt;Must I struggle to carry on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the blessings I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;And I know your love is true.&lt;br /&gt;This world is filled with wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting, Lord, how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foes keep attacking me,&lt;br /&gt;And your face I long to see.&lt;br /&gt;I’m old and no longer strong,&lt;br /&gt;So I cry out, Lord, how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long? Lord, how long,&lt;br /&gt;Must I keep traveling along?&lt;br /&gt;How long, yes, how long,&lt;br /&gt;Must I struggle to carry on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you know about my life,&lt;br /&gt;All my pain, trails and strife.&lt;br /&gt;Yet it keeps carrying on.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me Lord, how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you died for me,&lt;br /&gt;And from my sin I am free.&lt;br /&gt;But my struggles are so strong,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me Lord, just how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long? Lord, how long,&lt;br /&gt;Must I keep traveling along?&lt;br /&gt;How long, yes, how long,&lt;br /&gt;Must I struggle to carry on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-717244879429825233?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/717244879429825233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=717244879429825233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/717244879429825233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/717244879429825233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-long.html' title='How Long'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-5354459336640997747</id><published>2007-11-30T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T07:14:44.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost And Found</title><content type='html'>Lost and Found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once was lost in a forest deep,&lt;br /&gt;All alone, into my mind fear did creep.&lt;br /&gt;The darkness thick was closing in,&lt;br /&gt;Blind to where I was going or been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was fully surrounding me,&lt;br /&gt;Every sound I heard a threat to me.&lt;br /&gt;Frightened, lost and alone I cried out,&lt;br /&gt;Save me! I would scream and shout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lifted my eyes to the heavens above,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was filled with peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;A Calming voice spoke to my very soul,&lt;br /&gt;My hand will lead you through, take hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bright star appeared in the dark night,&lt;br /&gt;Following it I knew everything was alright.&lt;br /&gt;By its light I found the path that lead home,&lt;br /&gt;I heard my fathers call, no more alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along soon bright lights did appear,&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard, he is safe! Then a great cheer.&lt;br /&gt;My father came and wrapped me in his arms,&lt;br /&gt;And I knew then I was safe from all harms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had wandered off the path and lost my way,&lt;br /&gt;But now I was found and no more to stray.&lt;br /&gt;Tears of great joy did streaked my face,&lt;br /&gt;For I was freed from that horrid place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-5354459336640997747?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/5354459336640997747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=5354459336640997747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5354459336640997747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5354459336640997747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost And Found'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-2647357111526614207</id><published>2007-11-26T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T07:21:54.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Father Listens</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Our loving King does not rule from afar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it is His desire to walk with us and be near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father Listens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dew droplet upon yond leaf glistens.&lt;br /&gt;The birds are singing sweetly as I listen.&lt;br /&gt;As a warm gentle breeze caress me still,&lt;br /&gt;Refreshed now am I from early morn chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those heavy chains of slumber now break,&lt;br /&gt;The new day fills me with each breath I take.&lt;br /&gt;At this top of the morn, the best of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I pledge to my Lord that I’ll walk in His way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I struggle to rise, He helps me to stand.&lt;br /&gt;Today I follow Him guided by His loving hand.&lt;br /&gt;Before me now lay, what it is that may come,&lt;br /&gt;I know at days end, His work will been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day is through, and I’ve done my best,&lt;br /&gt;He will bid to me, come, my weary son take rest.&lt;br /&gt;And another droplet forms on the leaf to glisten,&lt;br /&gt;And a prayer is spoken, and the Father listens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-2647357111526614207?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/2647357111526614207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=2647357111526614207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2647357111526614207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/2647357111526614207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/father-listens.html' title='The Father Listens'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-1636566268231068606</id><published>2007-11-25T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T07:38:54.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grave</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Everyone that has been born will face the grave.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is only by Christ that we can be saved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by my sin, I was headed for the grave,&lt;br /&gt;You came from heaven above my soul to save.&lt;br /&gt;You took my sins to the cross, your all you gave,&lt;br /&gt;And it was my place within the dark of the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is by His holy grace I have come to know&lt;br /&gt;All the wondrous things He has done for me.&lt;br /&gt;Lifting the scales from my eyes so I could see,&lt;br /&gt;That’s His love that helps me in Him to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by my sin, I was headed for the grave,&lt;br /&gt;You came from heaven above my soul to save.&lt;br /&gt;You took my sins to the cross, your all you gave,&lt;br /&gt;And it was my place within the dark of the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With His mercy He watches over me here below,&lt;br /&gt;Looking down from the cross of dark Calvary.&lt;br /&gt;On a tree He suffered and died to set me free,&lt;br /&gt;Where His blood washed me whiter than snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by my sin, I was headed for the grave,&lt;br /&gt;You came from heaven above my soul to save.&lt;br /&gt;You took my sins to the cross, your all you gave,&lt;br /&gt;And it was my place within the dark of the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is no question for in my heart I know,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is my savior the only one there is can be.&lt;br /&gt;His love is true, He has proved it to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;His precious blood washed us whiter than snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Came from heaven above our souls to save.&lt;br /&gt;And took our place within that cold dark grave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-1636566268231068606?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/1636566268231068606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=1636566268231068606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1636566268231068606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1636566268231068606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/grave.html' title='The Grave'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-639785355717895185</id><published>2007-11-23T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T07:18:52.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fall Morning</title><content type='html'>A Fall Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struck mute, I stood in awe, at what lay before me.&lt;br /&gt;My soul deeply stirred by the artist hand.&lt;br /&gt;Over every hill as far as my eyes could see,&lt;br /&gt;His canvas spreads through out the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber, scarlet and gold burst in color on a field of forest green.&lt;br /&gt;A morning dew sparkles, as the rising sun plays upon the scene.&lt;br /&gt;Crisp and alive, this dawns clear damp air that revives and energizes.&lt;br /&gt;Filled with placid peace and beauty grand it greets my waking eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playfully the colors dance upon the gently breeze, flittering and flickering.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetly the song birds sing in the branches as a squirrel runs snickering.&lt;br /&gt;A gift to all, these our days of reward, quiet, still, free of commotion.&lt;br /&gt;Hearts again renewed from within by unseen caresses of warm emotion.&lt;br /&gt;This my treasured time I spend alone with my friend in heavenly devotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-639785355717895185?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/639785355717895185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=639785355717895185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/639785355717895185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/639785355717895185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall-morning.html' title='A Fall Morning'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-8565272501499621332</id><published>2007-11-21T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T07:12:28.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved My Soul</title><content type='html'>Saved My Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was there in my night,&lt;br /&gt;When I was in great sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;When no one did know,&lt;br /&gt;He proved he loved me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang out my praise to him,&lt;br /&gt;In his blood washed and purified.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiven of my sins on the cross,&lt;br /&gt;For me he bled and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in despair to me he came,&lt;br /&gt;I will forever praise his holy name.&lt;br /&gt;Send me lord, I’m waiting to go,&lt;br /&gt;so that everyone may know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened my eyes so I could see.&lt;br /&gt;That I was sick and he healed me.&lt;br /&gt;When no one else seemed to care,&lt;br /&gt;He was the answer to my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is time for me to go home,&lt;br /&gt;He’ll be there, I’ll not walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;And then with the angels I’ll sing,&lt;br /&gt;Praising and thanking my King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I come before his throne,&lt;br /&gt;There He will see me as his own.&lt;br /&gt;For he has forever set me free,&lt;br /&gt;He has saved my soul you see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-8565272501499621332?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/8565272501499621332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=8565272501499621332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8565272501499621332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/8565272501499621332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/saved-my-soul.html' title='Saved My Soul'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-4260047357771913176</id><published>2007-11-20T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:37:11.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With My Friend</title><content type='html'>With My Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be down, hurting and totally without.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m a rich man blessed there’s no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;That is why I can smile when I could frown,&lt;br /&gt;And I’m up when you think I should be down.&lt;br /&gt;With my friend who is here by me to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He guides me, when I’m blind as what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I can always trust him for he has proven true.&lt;br /&gt;In a time when I was wandering lost and alone,&lt;br /&gt;He showed mercy and called me for his own.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friend walks with me to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I stray from him, he’s there to lead me back.&lt;br /&gt;His words of love he puts me on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;When hard times come, and I know they will,&lt;br /&gt;He speaks to me and my troubled soul be still.&lt;br /&gt;My friend is there when I feel like just giving in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His protection covers me from my head to toes&lt;br /&gt;Those that do come against me he does oppose.&lt;br /&gt;Both day and night he keeps me from all harms,&lt;br /&gt;I know I am always safe and warm in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;He guards me by his mighty hand to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world may think I should moan and wail,&lt;br /&gt;But his victory has been won and I can not fail.&lt;br /&gt;He has proven true for my sin his life he gave.&lt;br /&gt;his mercy forgave, from the cross to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;Walk I will in heaven someday with my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-4260047357771913176?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/4260047357771913176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=4260047357771913176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4260047357771913176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/4260047357771913176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/with-my-friend.html' title='With My Friend'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-7327889457730200170</id><published>2007-11-18T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T12:17:46.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24-7</title><content type='html'>24-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I was young and strong&lt;br /&gt;The day sped quickly along&lt;br /&gt;Not a thought that I could be wrong&lt;br /&gt;My eye blink then it was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday in everyway keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you see the one inside showing&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stop cause the clock strikes eleven&lt;br /&gt;Stand your guard 24-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the days I face are hard and long&lt;br /&gt;I get up before the crack of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Fill my soul put my game face on&lt;br /&gt;Face the day full of right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday in everyway keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you see the one inside showing&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stop cause the clock strikes eleven&lt;br /&gt;Stand your guard 24-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s not to stand going strong&lt;br /&gt;Like a song it plays then it’s gone&lt;br /&gt;Now my crutch with me I carry along&lt;br /&gt;To relieve the long day as it goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday in everyway keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you see the one inside showing&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stop cause the clock strikes eleven&lt;br /&gt;Stand your guard 24-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcing conquests loud and strong&lt;br /&gt;With each success I’d bang my gong&lt;br /&gt;I never saw when it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;Hurrying to find end of the day so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday in everyway keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you see the one inside showing&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stop cause the clock strikes eleven&lt;br /&gt;Stand your guard 24-7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7327889457730200170?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7327889457730200170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7327889457730200170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7327889457730200170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dead.&lt;br /&gt;He is the one who died in my stead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord today is the same as of old.&lt;br /&gt;He’s the same one of which was told.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you look at me so strange?&lt;br /&gt;How can I believe his love is true?&lt;br /&gt;Because of what I have seen him do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say no miracles are to be found,&lt;br /&gt;But open your eyes and look around.&lt;br /&gt;Each day I have seen walking miracles,&lt;br /&gt;The wonders he reveals to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;And my heart now knows for I can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will proclaim to everyone what I know,&lt;br /&gt;Because my very being knows it’s so.&lt;br /&gt;It is no accident that causes what I see,&lt;br /&gt;It is so I will always know of God above,&lt;br /&gt;Of his mighty power and unending love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spoken now straight and true,&lt;br /&gt;That you will know his love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have seen him heal the sick.&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve seen him raise the dead.&lt;br /&gt;He’s the one who died in our stead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7068285695185463017?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7068285695185463017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7068285695185463017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7068285695185463017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7068285695185463017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-ive-seen.html' title='What I&apos;ve Seen'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-134807024113212761</id><published>2007-11-14T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T06:06:25.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promise</title><content type='html'>The Promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air fresh, crisp and alive.&lt;br /&gt;From slumber now revived.&lt;br /&gt;I gaze upon the field of frost,&lt;br /&gt;And I think of the great cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to struggle to survive,&lt;br /&gt;Now each day I’m more alive.&lt;br /&gt;For my Lord has paid the cost,&lt;br /&gt;Of deaths sting upon the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each morn my soul he revives,&lt;br /&gt;He give me purpose to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;He found me when I was lost.&lt;br /&gt;Now in life he is my only boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not fail, but will survive,&lt;br /&gt;As in my life for him I strive.&lt;br /&gt;Telling what he did on the cross,&lt;br /&gt;To save a poor sinner so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What joy it is for me to believe,&lt;br /&gt;But greater still for me to receive.&lt;br /&gt;Mercy, grace and a love so true,&lt;br /&gt;He offers both for me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my body may fail,&lt;br /&gt;His loving promise will prevail.&lt;br /&gt;When this world I no more roam,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk with him in my heavenly home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-134807024113212761?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-7228231489740956735</id><published>2007-11-04T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:32:46.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/Ry5ENZPLTDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MNwpYCh-zUI/s1600-h/Jesus+and+Girl.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129112022525103154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="184" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/Ry5ENZPLTDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MNwpYCh-zUI/s320/Jesus+and+Girl.gif" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cold cruel winds start to blow,&lt;br /&gt;There is a quiet place that I always go.&lt;br /&gt;And it is time for my steps to retrace,&lt;br /&gt;And to go back to that peaceful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to the very basics of what I know,&lt;br /&gt;Why God sent his only Son here below.&lt;br /&gt;He came to offer his mercy and grace,&lt;br /&gt;To suffer paying the price in my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And soon my face does begins to glow,&lt;br /&gt;Because the love of the Lord I do know.&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy are streaming down my face,&lt;br /&gt;As I rejoice singing praises in this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And because the lord above love us so,&lt;br /&gt;He wants each and everyone to know.&lt;br /&gt;He went to prepare you a special place,&lt;br /&gt;That you may forever share in his grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when this old world turns too cold,&lt;br /&gt;Turn to him, he’ll show you which way to go.&lt;br /&gt;He’s waiting with his mercy and grace,&lt;br /&gt;In His loving arms are such a serene place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-7228231489740956735?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/7228231489740956735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=7228231489740956735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7228231489740956735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/7228231489740956735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/place.html' title='The Place'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/Ry5ENZPLTDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MNwpYCh-zUI/s72-c/Jesus+and+Girl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-5478687097377259032</id><published>2007-11-02T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:39:50.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Passing</title><content type='html'>After some consideration and much prayer and meditation I've desided I should post this poem.&lt;br /&gt;It was placed on my heart after the resent passing of my Mother-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;I pray this will be soothing to some as it has been for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Passing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones that have come and gone,&lt;br /&gt;In our memory they’ll always live on.&lt;br /&gt;They did touched our hearts and life,&lt;br /&gt;Helping through our struggles and strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they have now gone home,&lt;br /&gt;They are with us and we are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;We remember always the fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;We think of the good and forget the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll miss the time we spent together,&lt;br /&gt;While they were making our life better.&lt;br /&gt;When we think of them and their love,&lt;br /&gt;We can smile and thank our God above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their words and actions confessing,&lt;br /&gt;To them we were a treasured blessing.&lt;br /&gt;A precious gift from God they called us,&lt;br /&gt;That God had placed with them in trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In their love they showed us how to give,&lt;br /&gt;With their words they taught us how to live.&lt;br /&gt;They worked hard to protect us from the bad,&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing their wants to give us what we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as we remember them with our love,&lt;br /&gt;We know that they walk with God above.&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord of mercy has forgiven our sin,&lt;br /&gt;To be with him and see them once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl A. Gooch ~ 02 November 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-5478687097377259032?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/5478687097377259032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=5478687097377259032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5478687097377259032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/5478687097377259032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/11/passing.html' title='The Passing'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-1923944925534705322</id><published>2007-10-18T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T07:25:09.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/Rxdr9h-QusI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZT7drlvcsPw/s1600-h/Jesus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122681805992934082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/Rxdr9h-QusI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZT7drlvcsPw/s320/Jesus.JPG" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus spoke and said,&lt;br /&gt;You know what is wrong and right.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your cries&lt;br /&gt;sitting there in the dark of night.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel your pain,&lt;br /&gt;When I see you tremble in fright.&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;No, you are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;For I am with you,&lt;br /&gt;And I will guide you on.&lt;br /&gt;When you were lost,&lt;br /&gt;It was I that came and found you.&lt;br /&gt;When you were rejected,&lt;br /&gt;To you I proved my love was true.&lt;br /&gt;When you had nothing,&lt;br /&gt;For your sins my life I gave for you.&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;No, you are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;For I am with you,&lt;br /&gt;And I will guide you home.&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy flowed,&lt;br /&gt;My heart rejoiced and opened wide.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was true,&lt;br /&gt;From me his love he did not hide.&lt;br /&gt;As I walk with him,&lt;br /&gt;I know his grace and mercy will abide.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am not alone.&lt;br /&gt;He is with me where I go.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my Lord is with me,&lt;br /&gt;And I am not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-1923944925534705322?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/1923944925534705322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=1923944925534705322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1923944925534705322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/1923944925534705322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-alone.html' title='Not Alone'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/Rxdr9h-QusI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZT7drlvcsPw/s72-c/Jesus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872220639919675985.post-3356350318490837856</id><published>2007-10-16T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T07:54:54.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/RxTQox-QuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7yn6GULZYUA/s1600-h/roseopen.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121948075254921890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/RxTQox-QuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7yn6GULZYUA/s320/roseopen.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;It is not only sunshine that brings flowers to show,&lt;br /&gt;But also the moisture of the rain makes them grow.&lt;br /&gt;When we walk down the path remember as we go,&lt;br /&gt;These are the lessons we learn, so that we may know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We do not have to stumble blindly along our way,&lt;br /&gt;We have a resource to lead us, all we need do is pray.&lt;br /&gt;If we follow His lead He will never lead us astray.&lt;br /&gt;And He is always there for us each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there will be those day when dark clouds form.&lt;br /&gt;But He will be right there to keep us safe and warm.&lt;br /&gt;When we feel like we’re caught up in a bee swarm,&lt;br /&gt;He will come to us through our darkest storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever come against us, in our darkest hour,&lt;br /&gt;Remember this, He is our strength and our power.&lt;br /&gt;He will bring His loving mercy like a spring shower,&lt;br /&gt;Because He wants us to bloom like a beautiful flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3872220639919675985-3356350318490837856?l=poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/feeds/3356350318490837856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3872220639919675985&amp;postID=3356350318490837856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3356350318490837856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3872220639919675985/posts/default/3356350318490837856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswritingsbycarl.blogspot.com/2007/10/beautiful-flower.html' title='A Beautiful Flower'/><author><name>Carl's Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03007459124775177533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/SKrJgHfupQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FcS_7sk6vV4/S220/New+Me+1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SO-wrILWIXY/RxTQox-QuqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7yn6GULZYUA/s72-c/roseopen.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
