A Tribute

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The Human Touch

 

‘Tis the human touch in this world that counts,

The touch of your hand and mine,

Which means far more to the fainting heart

Than shelter and bread and wine;

For shelter is gone when the night is o’er,

And bread lasts only a day,

But the touch of the hand and the sound of the voice

Sing on in the soul always.

~Spencer Michael Free

 

 

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A moment to share

Let you know I care

Thanks for your touch

It means so very much.

 

What joys you bring

Your likes just sing

Your comments all

Mean a lot, y’all!

 

Reach others today

Be blessed always

Sing peace and love

From our God above.

 

Shalom,

Jeanne

 

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19 comments on “A Tribute

  1. You might like this poem about families and absence, “While He’s Away: A Poem About Being Gone” http://wp.me/p3BzWN-lB

    • Yes, have read it and posted it. An accurate, vivid description of military life; have been there as army brat, spouse, mother and grandmother. Blessings to you on this Thanksgiving Day. Our gratitude is part of thanks to God for giving us brave soldiers like you and so many others willing to fight and/or die for this great country. YOU are in our THANKS, young man!

  2. camary1996 says:

    Your poetry touches me!

    • Tanya! Hope you are well and singing your heart out for the Lord! Such a pretty lady and blessed with a musical spirit! Shalom

      • camary1996 says:

        Yes…I just sang in church this past Friday and twice Sunday and this Sunday I’m sing a song called …Take me to the King by Tamela Mann. Google the Lyrics it like a poem.

        We all have our gifts and talents from the Lord and we sure betta’ be using them! Others need to touch Jesus by what we do. The internet can be such a great tool. I’m so glad I met you through this!

      • Me too, Tanya. You are so inspiring to me and I value your friendship!

      • Found the lyrics: By TAMELA MANN
        [Chorus:]
        Take me to the King
        I don’t have much to bring
        My heart is torn in pieces
        It’s my offering
        Take me to the King

        [Verse 1:]
        Truth is I’m tired
        Options are few
        I’m trying to pray
        But where are you?
        I’m all churched out
        Hurt and abused
        I can’t fake
        What’s left to do?

        Truth is I’m weak
        No strength to fight
        No tears to cry
        Even if I tried
        But still my soul
        Refuses to die
        One touch will change my life

        Thanks, Tanya. Beautiful!

      • camary1996 says:

        Music is poetry set to music. In fact the song Jesus loves me was a poem first and someone set it to music. My husband wanted me to sing Take me to the king and at first I wasn’t feeling it. But now that I’ve learned it….the words touch me so because I do lay before His throne in prayer. It reminds me of another song I sing…I bowed on my knees and cried Holy. That song says…I want to see Jesus! The best place for us to be is to be in the presence of Jesus…in heaven and on earth through prayer. That’s where I hang out all day every day…..Take me to the King……

  3. jennisahagun says:

    What a privileged God has given us to be able to touch. I love this post that caused me to stop and give thanks for the ability to feel and touch. Thank you, for touching my life with your words, your passion and your joy!

  4. I’ve always felt moved when Jesus touched the untouchables such as the lepers; they probably yearned for that beyond all other necessities ! Hopefully we follow that example too among our own. Thank you sweet friend ~Debbie

    • So depth to your thoughts, Debbie. Makes me wonder also about the untouchables. Seeing me for example right now would be shocking to many folks! Am under medication that makes a person look horrible, feel horrible, and not a “touchable” time. 🙂

      • Believe me, I feel equally disdainful but only to the natural / human finite eyes, but as a princess to my Heavenly Father who created me in HIS image. Don’t you? My prayers are with you sister ~ Debbie xo

      • Your point well taken! Comparison taking is not good for the soul. Eternity shines for each one of us in our Father’s eyes! Amen. Prayers for you too, Sister. X O

  5. Precious….You and this post! Thank you, Jeanne, for blessing me.

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