Category Archives: Poetry

Another Sunday Come and Gone – A Poem

It is a joy to serve the Lord through a busy local church. It is hard on the flesh, but good for the spirit. As a pastor, I have often enjoyed the silence of an empty church auditorium after the … Continue reading

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Poem: “A Fence Or An Ambulance?”

Below is a lengthy poem, written in 1895, entitled “A Fence or an Ambulance?” I enjoyed the wisdom of this poem and hope that you will as well. While some see our standards, rules and and principles as binding and … Continue reading

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Ode To A Church Bus: A Poem By Beth Rasbeary

Yesterday, a faithful old church bus broke down for the final time. This bus, affectionately named the Ugly Duckling bus because it was, well, pretty ugly, brought many boys and girls to Sunday School for years. Being somewhat of a … Continue reading

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The Finish Line: A Poem

Philippians 3:14 I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. This young man, surrounded by medical personnel, crawled across the finish line of the Boston Marathon. Christians are also called to … Continue reading

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Repost: “The Critic And The Contender” – A Poem

This poem is based on the famous “Man in the Arena” speech delivered by President Theodore Roosevelt: “It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of … Continue reading

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Poem: Strength

(Prov 24:10)  “If thou faint in the day of adversity, thy strength is small.” ********** ***** STRENGTH By Dr. James Rasbeary February 24, 2010 ******* ********** He who… When tired, presses on; When beaten, still has a song; When hurting, … Continue reading

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Poem: Aaron and Hur

This poem is based on Exodus 17:8-13. While Joshua fought in the valley, Moses stood upon the hilltop, upholding his staff in prayer. When he held up the rod, Israel won; but when his arms grew tired and he lowered … Continue reading

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