And He Decided To Join Us
Sometimes things happen
and they surprise everyone.
As I held my Sunday service
in the main street of our western town,
we had a quite a few visitors
who had come along.
Some of them had dogs
and one had a beautiful Husky.
As we began to sing our first hymn,
All Things Bright and Beautiful
the Husky decided to join us in the choruses.
It was the first time I’ve had
one of the creatures great and small
join us in our service.
He sang or howled his heart out
along with us all.
He didn’t sing in the verses
they were left to us,
only the choruses were his treat.
He thoroughly enjoyed himself
and his presence was an uplifting treat.
He became an instant celebrity
and when the service was over,
he was dry from all the singing he had done.
His reward for his efforts was
a large bowl of refreshing cool water.
28 September 2009
Author’s note:
This story is true and happened on Sunday 27 September 2009 at my end of season service. The Husky stole the service, he seemed to like the choruses as it was not the only hymn he joined in.
poem by David Harris
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In the little town where I am the Preacher
every Sunday we are open
we sing what we call our healing hymn.
It is the last hymn of the service
and before we sing it, I ask everyone
to think of someone who is not well.
Whether they are at home or in hospital.
I ask them to picture in them in their mind
the person whom needs God’s help in some way,
and as they sing it,
think they are singing it to them as well as our Lord.
The hymn we sing is Amazing Grace,
what we call our healing hymn.
We raise our voices high without accompaniment.
If you heard us singing
you would not find a wrong note sung by anyone.
Instead, you would hear a choir of voices
like a heavenly choir.
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A Normal Day At My Church
I woke up this morning
grey clouds covered the sky;
no rain clouds there,
no sunshine neither.
Just the beginning of a cloudy day.
It wasn’t cold nor hot,
but just comfortable.
Being Sunday, it was quiet too.
I had already written my sermon the night before
and a short prayer to accompany it.
We had our service in the fresh air
in the middle of the street.
The town Marshals guarding either end
so no one could get away.
They were allowed to let people in,
but to prevent others escaping.
A captive audience you could say.
It wasn’t a big crowd,
but just big enough.
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someone threw some pretend sticks of dynamite at my feet.
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I would have seen the light
and been floating around
where the angels sing.
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I reached down,
picked it up, and handed it back
to the joker that threw it in.
The service went off quite peaceful after that.
Happily, I can say the service went quite well
and everyone enjoyed the message of friendship
that it conveyed.
Although I am only a pretend Preacher
and not a real one.
My sermons always try to relay a message
in how we can better our lives.
If only one good thing comes out
from what I say, t
hen I honestly believe
that I’ve had a good day.
The positive reaction
is when they go away,
telling their friend
they went to a good service today.
I will always get the joker
who will make people laugh
while they are trying to sing a hymn.
It doesn’t deter me
to get my message through.
The message is very simple,
we need to love everyone
no matter what they have done
and always keep a smile on our face
to brighten up each day.
If we keep that message in mind
then less troubles we will have
and always outstretch
our hand of friendship everywhere.
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Im feelin low, no place to go
And Im a-thinking that Im gonna scream
Because a hotel all alone is not a
Rock and roll stars dream
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A lady calls and asks if Im too tired or if Im just to dead for
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Theyre gonna keep me waiting here till nine
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She says oh please, shes on her knees
And one more time before I leave I get some
Room service, baby I could use a meal
Room service, you do what you feel
Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain
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With all the ladies treatin me real good
A sweet sixteen lookin hot and mean says
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Secret Service
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Your midnight invitation where your madness flows
Fires of passion rage all night angels falling out of the light
Control undercover you can paralyze
Every love is one more victim they never realize
All their desires burn like a fever
They want to run but they just can't leave her
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The service of the fruit is precious, the service of the flower is sweet, but let my service be the service of the leaves in its shade of humble devotion.
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Service
Service is rendering assistance,
To persons nigh and in a distance.
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And ever in abiding persistence
For peoples vital subsistence,
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And it tunes us to be in a haven divine.
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Marketing
Fruitful marketing strategy
Is crucial for any industry
And service-provider
Everyone loves beautiful thing
So the packaging of products
Must be eye-catching
Advertisement
Should be in such an way
So that the potential consumers
Are attracted
To the product or service
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Should be of international standard
So that it can survive
In the competition
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In this way
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The merit of the service
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Unless it’s approved of
By the one it is done to.
Be not lavish with that.
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My Husky Team
I met an ancient man who mushed
With Peary to the Pole.
Said I, "In all that land so hushed
What most inspired your soul?"
He looked at me with bleary eye,
He scratched a hoary head:
"You know that Sourdoughs jest cain't lie
So here's the dope," he said.
"That hike was like a devil's dream,
Just blizzards, gales and fogs,
But I was leadin' wi' my team
O' seven husky dogs.
Day after day I steered my sleigh,
Yet spry o' heart was I,
And every night the Northern Light
Danced ballys in the sky.
"Them dogs o' mine seemed to divine
Their mighty destiny.
They howled with joy, and like a boy
I jined them in their glee.
While like a spark from out the dark
Fame spurred us to our goal,
On, on we sped, the winnin' sled
To gain the Pole, the POLE.
"I saw it clear, I raised a cheer,
I knowed the prize was won:
The huskies too, like wind they flew -
Them critters sure could run.
The light was dim, the site was grim,
But sunshine swept my soul,
To see - each husky lift a limb
And...irrigate the Pole."
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but it was Edgar Allan Poe
who wrote 'The Raven' and 'Annabel Lee'
It could have been a de-service
to Mr. Robert Service
for not acknowledging
'The cremation of Sam Mcgee'
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with its unique elegance
by Edna st. Vincent Millay
Who joined the very few
writing their hearts out to you
becoming immortals, here today.
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Lip Service
Lip service
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley
1981
For anyone who loves creole cookin and new orleans music
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But you never really tell me what youre gonna do
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Ill leave you and your poodle and all the mess he makes
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No more pain
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Ooh what a voodoo, nobody can do like you do
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Oh darlin oh darlin
All I ever get is lip service from you
Oh darlin oh darlin, Im through
cause all I ever get is lip service from you
Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo
Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo
Lip service from you (lip service)
Lip service from you-hoo
- notes:
Lead guitar: josh leo
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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A service of worship is primarily a service to God. When we realize this and act upon it, we make it a service to men.
quote by Ralph W. Sockman
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The perfect church service would be the one we were almost unaware of our attention would have been on God. But every novelty prevents this. It fixes our attention on the service itself and thinking about worship is a different thing than worshipping... 'Tis mad idolatry that makes the service greater than the god.
quote by C.S. Lewis
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Full Service
Full service,
Full love,
And like '20th Century Fox'!
But the village's voice is now heard all over.
'Daily Telegraph',
'Sunday Times',
Herald Sun';
And like 'L. A. Lakers' in the land of your muse,
But i need full service on this love.
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The ability to think straight, some knowledge of the past, some vision of the future, some skill to do useful service, some urge to fit that service into the well-being of the community - these are the most vital things education must try to produce.
quote by Virginia Gildersleeve
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Purity of heart will not make us poor. The exaltation of poverty as a spiritual virtue is of the ego, not the spirit. A person acting from a motivation of contribution and service rises to such a level of moral authority, that worldly success is a natural result. Give all your gifts away in service to the world. If you want to paint, don’t wait for a grant. Paint a wall in your town that looks drab and uninviting. You never know who’s going to see that wall. Whatever it is you want to do, give it away in service to your community.
quote by Marianne Williamson
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As far as service goes, it can take the form of a million things. To do service, you don't have to be a doctor working in the slums for free, or become a social worker. Your position in life and what you do doesn't matter as much as how you do what you do.
quote by Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
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The ability to think straight, some knowledge of the past, some vision of the future, some skill to do useful service, some urge to fit that service into the well-being of the community-these are the most vital things education must try to produce.
quote by Virginia Crocheron Gildersleeve
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I declare before you all that my whole life, whether it be long or short, shall be devoted to your service and the service of our great imperial family to which we all belong.
quote by Elizabeth II
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Well Done
“Well done”, words we long to hear, as the time of Judgment is near,
To the fine and faithful servant, from the One, Who’s fully observant,
Of everything we do and say, as we live for Him on The Narrow Way,
Living each moment in His sight, as we attempt to be for God a light.
Soon we’ll stand at the Bema Seat, where our lives, God shall repeat,
As all our service, God will replay, after we moved from night to day,
Not the judgment of our salvation, but, service, by God’s Evaluation,
Showing the motives of our heart, from the time our service did start.
It shall be a time of tears and joy, when Divine Fire, God will employ,
Purging from all deeds the dross, when for Christ we bore our cross,
As hearts were deceitful at times, so we strayed, from God’s design,
Serving sometimes with fleshly lust, even when in God, we truly trust.
So all our hay, wood and stubble, shall be burned as spiritual rubble,
That’s all those deeds tainted by sin, in our efforts while serving Him.
While all the gems, silver and gold, God will have our eyes to behold,
As our service, rendered to be pure, for through the fire, it will endure.
Soon will come the end of the age, when God turns the spiritual page,
With the end of the Age of Grace, we shall see our Lord, face to face,
And so when we enter into Eternity, humbled by Christ’s pure Majesty,
We hope to hear from God’s Son, the two words spoken, “well done”.
(Copyright ©10/2009)