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No Place Like Home
	Has a song found words to sing To a heart that searching long Was a story told gone wrong And to its truth now ring   Ah but it will at all times stay To remind me of a place to be And the path that leads clearly see Until I find its lasting day   Will never be a place of wrong For is always true and straight To guide you safely through Heaven’s Gate Where all sing an amazing song   And once to find not again to roam Yes I know in my heart I can feel This place I have found is in God’s Will I truly know there’s no place like home
Nobody Says Love Like You
	Hearing words so often said And feel sometimes is true Though spoken in my life by friends Nobody says love like you When parting from our loved ones here To do each thing we do The words we speak so tenderly Nobody says love like you A valentine on a certain day Given by sweethearts true But yet in all the words upon Nobody says love like you It’s spoken in the wind that blows As in the morning dew Kindness shown by those around Nobody says love like you And so to my Lord above This thing I’ll always do Give thanks and praise in Jesus’ Name Nobody says love like you

Nobody to Love

"It’s not good for you to just hang around this house all the time” she heard her daughter say. Her voice kind of brought her back down to reality. She just missed David so. She thought that it all seemed so unfair. Here she had spent the biggest part of her life…the biggest part of her life!!!!…42 years being his wife, taking care of him; cooking, cleaning, making sure his work clothes were ironed. He had been such a good husband, friend, and companion; now, it was all gone. How could this be? He was always in good health ; no problems with his heart. “Did you hear me mother? You can’t live this way. “ “It’s like I don’t have anybody to love and take care of anymore. I mean I love all of you, but you have your own family and everything.” “ You can love Jesus memaw” I heard my 3 year old granddaughter Shana say, in a voice that would melt the heart of a lion. That was 3 months ago, and now standing here serving food to the homeless, she could only smile and thank God for that still small voice of her grandchild’s. "Maybe I’ll start visiting the jails, she thought to herself, as a moment of boldness flashed in her mind. Yeah she thought…..that’s what I’ll do.” Matthew 25:40 Inasmuch as you have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me.

Not Before An Empty Throne

Ah I say to silly men Who bow to their gods of gold And wood and things made by man But not the God of old Who from the beginning created all For man to benefit But yet to replace our God With things that can help a bit Try, as man will do To change our Holy King With all man’s words and wit Will never change a thing Yes is laughable at best The things that man would know Of life and hope and happiness In the places that they do go For in passing from this life And these days here are gone I know in my life here on earth I worship not before an empty throne

Not Just a Card

Words I did not take lightly I can’t say again or explain Yes better than a gift For those things would fade away Those words I read found a place It is there they will stay My heart has made room for them I did not cry, but I felt like it It meant much so I did smile A sigh passed through my heart Had you thought about such a response But could not be better said From child to parent in another place I felt its words to be true I knew the meaning of each word This is not just a card But Love that can be kept forever In my heart it is And there it shall stay Great was its gift No, more than just a card from you to me

Not the Same Without You

Words so wise given to a man That he could speak a truthful line Not taken apart by critics choice Nor yet alone was mine I’d heard it said by others past When once one had gone And taken a journey separately To a place differently known It still applied this phrase I heard Whether death or another way For parting seem to bring it out As if for this kind of day And this I’ve found for such a friend If a parting we have to do I’ll use these words that I have learned It’s not the same without you