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My Friends Call Me Single
By Grace Gana

"Ö..if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of lightÖ.let your eyes look straight ahead, and your eyelids look right before you. Ponder the path of your feet, and let all your ways be established. Do not turn to the right or the left."

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My friends call me single Ė and oh how true!
In all that I am, in all that I do
Iím single in vision, in purpose and plan
Iím living this season to the fullest I can

My friends call me single, theyíve sure hit the mark
My lightís ever shining, ever glowing in the dark
Iím singly living Godís purpose and Word
Without distraction Iím serving the Lord

My friends call me single Ė I have no care
Iím running to win Ė no weights to spare
Pressing on for the goal of the heavenly prize
Iím a pearl of great value in my loving Saviorís eyes.

So I celebrate "single" Ė I relish the times!
Making the most of each moment as the clock of life chimes
Iím redeeming the time Ė not one wasted hour
As I fulfill my destiny through Godís glorious power!

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Based on Matthew 6:22 (KJV), Proverbs 4:25-27, Matthew 5:16-18, 1 Corinthians 7:32a, 1 Corinthians 9:24, Hebrews 12:1, Philippians 3:14, Isaiah 54:11-12; 62:3, Ephesians 5:16, 1 Peter 1:4-5

© 2003 Grace D. Gana



Grace Gana works as a Pharmacist in Seattle, Washington. Her passion is to convey the truths of God's Word in a simple yet pithy manner that has lasting impact on people's lives. You can write to Grace through the Letters page of this magazine.


In the Shadow of His Wings
By Crista Darr

Are you weary from the battle
In a home thatís not your own
In this world of trials and trouble
Yes, I hear your longing groan


O God, why must I suffer
As the storms rage in this place
How long, O Lord of thunder
Will the dark clouds hide Your face

Come close, O child, and listen
Thereís a place I may be found
Where the Words of life are written
And the peace of God abounds


How can I reach the shadow
In the covert of Your wings
Where songs of joy do overflow
And comfort You do bring

Child, I am not that far away
Iím the Word upon your shelf
Wipe the dust from My Book today
And read it for yourself


I delve into the Scriptures
Like a famished man his bread
And feast on power to endure
The rocky paths I tread

Bring the burdens that you carry
Your hurt, your pain, your sin
Ascend into My sanctuary
And find your rest therein


My soul thirsts for You alone
Your cup spills from these pages
Washing oíer my heart of stone
With Living Waters of the ages

Iíve longed to have this time, My love
Your grief was Mine to share
I had the answers all along
The help for every care


Resting in Your warm embrace
I find strength thatís not my own
Entering on wings of grace
To worship at Your throne

Seek me child, with all your heart
Do not neglect My Word
Let not these truths from you depart
Obey what you have heard


Tasting of Your Words so sweet
My heart canít help but sing
Soaring through this heavínly retreat
In the shadow of Your wings



Crista Darr believes that her first and most precious calling in life is as a full time wife and homeschooling mother. She has recently discovered a great love for writing and hopes that this gift will always minister to others and glorify Jesus Christ. You can write to Crista through the Letters page of this Magazine.