Brothers and Sisters in Christ As One

Become one, unite.
Enter this new life
Brothers and Sisters in Christ
Becoming one, united.

A given hope through the cross,
Jesus died for us.
Love came down from heaven above
Touched the soul, heart, and mind
To become one with Him.

Glory to God.
His majesty reigns
Now and forever more!
Brothers and Sisters united we are
Christ binding our hearts.....
Together we unite.

He is our firm foundation
Rooted and grounded in Him.
The resurrected life we will
See for all eternity,
Being one, united.

written by Arlene Miner

If Only I Could Hold His Hand

If only I could hold His hand.

Many miles He walked.
He never grumbled or complained,
But went about His Father's work.
I wanted to run to Him and take His hand.
People followed so many followers!
How would I ever be able to hold His hand?
He was in such great demand.
Oh, if I could only hold His hand.

Here He comes!
His eyes fixed on mine.
Before me He stands with outstretched hands and says,
Come, hold my hand, walk with Me, and be by My side.
By His side I walked and held His hand.
Many were drawn to Him and asked
Who is this man?
My heart full of joy, I could say,
This is Jesus!  His name is Jesus!

Crucify Him! Crucify Him!
What is happening?
I could not see.
Who do they want to Crucify?
I saw many who followed as I
But they were angry and yelling
Crucify Him!
I need to see! I must get through!

My eyes filled with tears
And pain in my heart.
I knelt down and wept.
This could not be!
This is Jesus! This is Jesus! I shouted.
No one could hear.
I cried and whispered,
If only I could hold His hand.

The opposition and ridicule that came;
How would He bear?
They took Him away!
Jesus. How could this be?

They nailed Him to a tree.
What my eyes saw I could not believe.
They have beaten and bruised Him.
Blood spilled from His body.
My pain too great,
I remembered the time I held His hand.
Questions in my mind,
I gazed upon His face.
With love and compassion,
He whispered,  I love you.
Oh, Jesus if only I could hold Your hand.

They took Him from that tree
And laid Him in a tomb.
My heart broken,
Tears continue to flow.
The wrong that was done!

Wonderful news!
He arose and conquered death!
Going to the tomb
I had to see!
Inside I found
Hope, joy and peace because
He is alive!

Jesus, if only I can hold Your hand.


written by Arlene Miner

Perfect White Stone

I walked on the beach this morning looking for it.  Instead there were a lot of broken pieces of shells.  I saw in those broken pieces that which represents people's lives.  Many lives are broken pieces, hurting people.  Please, Jesus, take these broken pieces.

As Jesus scoops these broken pieces into His hands, He breathes on them.  He mends broken lives as He pours His powerful love upon them.  He can restore the broken pieces to wholeness.  There is hope and healing found in Jesus.
Run! Run!  into the arms of Jesus.

What about the perfect white stone?  The Lord told me I would not find it.  Jesus is the Perfecter!  It is Jesus' righteousness, love, and blood that covers us that we can go before the Father in "Perfectness".
We will always be imperfect here on this earth but when Jesus comes for His bride we will be as the perfect white stone.

I had written this not knowing this scripture in Revelation until someone told me.
Awesome!  The white stone is mentioned in Revelation 2:17b "I will also give him a white stone with a new name written on it, known only to him who receives it."

So beautiful, Lord, the Perfect White Stone.   All my praise to You, O God!

written by Arlene Miner

Work in Progress, Thank You, Jesus

Walking on the beach one morning, I started picking up the very smooth stones.  Then there are some I noticed that are in the process of becoming smooth. 

Here is my "stone" story.   I am God's workmanship, a work in progress.

The first stone I found represents me before I met Jesus as my "Savior".  The stone was all dark representing sin in my life and separated from God. It is very rough stone with small holes.  Not pretty!!!

The CROSS represents when I asked Jesus to come into my heart and be my "Savior".  I became His stone.  He took that stone and began His work.

This stone is white representing that I was washed clean, "as white as snow".    My sins were forgiven.  This stone still showed small holes all over.  He is working on me!

Each stone I found after this represented a continued work in progress.  They were becoming smoother.  One stone showed traces of black representing sin.  I will still sin but the difference now is I can take it to Jesus and repent and ask for His forgiveness.  He forgives and wipes the sin away.  Other stones will show great smoothness but will still be flawed.  Still a work in progress.

The perfect stone???  When Jesus comes for His bride, the church.  He is the Perfecter.

written by Arlene Miner

New Song - Psalms 149:1

I am excited to be with you today, Jesus.
You bring a smile to my face and
My heart is filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy.

Entering the throne room,
Draw me near, draw me close to You.
So close that I can feel Your heart beat,
To feel You breathe on me,
And to hear Your voice in my ear.

I want to whisper in Your ear, "I love You." "I love You."
A smile on His face and His heart is filled with
An inexpressible and glorious joy.
In our fellowship together He whispers "I love you."

Capture all of me Jesus, every part of my being.
Saturate me with Your glory and Your pure love.
In His arms He holds me, at His feet I bow down in worship.
Together with the saints we sing this NEW song.

written by Arlene Miner

Peace in the Storm

I sit and watch Him sleep.
I just want to be near.
Everything is calm, such a beautiful day.
The sun so warm, the sky so blue.
I hear the lapping at the boats brow and the flopping of the sails in the wind.
The breeze warm, I lean back and enjoy the moment.
A smile on my face I can't help but notice how peaceful He sleeps.
I love being so near!

All of a sudden a storm, only moments before so quiet, so peaceful.
The sails are fastly changed, the winds disturbingly high.
The sky becomes dark, the winds increasingly stronger, the boat tossed to and fro.
What will I do? Becoming afraid, I start to run as I see may others do.
Frantic now, I turn to see Jesus - I see Him sleeping - sleeping peacefully.
Then I decided to stay and soon I felt the peacefulness, tranquility - just being near and watching Him sleep.
This is where I want to stay!!!

The storm grew worse, the winds harder.
My fear subsided but soon they were coming to wake Him, asking what to do.
They were terrified and so afraid.
Urgently they said we're going to drown.
He walked to the brow of the boat and I ever so close.
He stretched out His arms to the sea and the wind - they ceased and there came a calm.
They marveled at His power over the sea and wind.

I stood close to Him and I too marveled!
He turned to me, smiled and took my hand and said to me
"The peace of God, which transcends all understanding,
Will guard your heart and your mind in Christ Jesus."
Close to Him in storms of life,
I want to always remember where I want to be.
I love being so near!

written by Arlene Miner

What God Did With Me

Lord, keep me ever mindful that You are always near.
Uphold me with Your righteous right hand.
Hold me in Your loving arms, never let me go.
Jesus I love You so! Your love never fails.
Comfort I find in Your unconditional love.

There was a time Lord when I turned away.
Sin entered in.
Satan snarled me and led me astray.
He came with lies and deceit, deceiving me with more and more lies.
Soon I believed my Lord Jesus left me.
He could not love me!
Weighed down with guilt and shame, I made wrong choices.
My mind was confused but did not know why.

Worldly joy is what I found.
I remembered the joy and peace I once had.
I was blinded by the enemy's lies.
Oh, the bondage and sinful wrongs committed.
The person I had become!
Rationalizing had become my way of life.
I believed I was without hope.

My eyes were opened.
The blinders were gone.
Jesus came and rescued me.
This wayward soul returned to Him,
Repenting and confessing that I sinned.
My compassionate Father told me as He did the Prodigal son,
My son (daughter) was dead and is alive again,
And was lost and is found.

How I must have hurt Him and others along the way.
I am grateful for His forgiveness and
Unconditional love He has for me.
The enemy runs as the Father's love flows in.
Joy and peace is restored within.
You never left me when I turned from you.
I am grateful dear Jesus for saving my soul.

Lord, I pray for the "wayward soul".
May You reveal Your love in a very special way.
May this "wayward soul" know
The love, compassion and forgiveness
You give and never forsaking.

written by Arlene Miner