Welcome To My Poetry Page! Poetry to inspire and encourage with Danielle Patenaude Tweet FTM ENDORSED! Danielle loves poetry! It is her passion and talent! Feel free to visit her poetry and share the following on bulletins, banners and more. All you have to do is credit: (C) Copyright by Danielle Pateneude familytruthminsitries.org/christ's-poet/ Danielle's Testimony: Expand Service started at three that afternoon and we had three preachers. Bro David Epps preached first on "decoy Christians." They can't get fed, no matter what you throw at them. They can't follow Christ. They can't fellowship with the saints. They can't flutter because they can't feel the wind. They can't fly because they've got no fuel. They've got no freedom, because their anchored down.Their feathers never change-they just stay fuzzy! From the first time he said "Decoy ducks", The Lord began working in my heart. He showed me that I was just relying on the FEELING of my previous profession (I had actually made two, one when I was six, and one in my twenties). Not truly trusting in the work of Christ. That I was pretending to be something I wasn't. The other two men preached on the "Love of God", and "Serving The Lord the Devil's Way", respectively. Each message just built on where Bro Epps started. I was so afraid that Bro John Nichols would ask our family to sing, My Faith Has Found a Resting Place, when I knew I hadn't found one! I knelt at that altar and confessed to The Lord that I was just a "decoy Christian," pretending to be something I was not! And I trusted Him as my Saviour! That night, I pillowed my head in the great city of Greenfield, Indiana, in the full assurance that "He that cometh to me, I will in no wise cast out." The Victory Independent Baptist Church will forever hold a special place in my heart. And I will never look at a duck the same way again! Purchase Danielle's book of poetry: Contact Danielle about her book: Your name Please enter your name. Your email Please enter a valid email. Your message Please enter a message. Send Message failed. Please try again. Thanks for your message! We’ll be in touch soon. Poems To Enjoy: The Blessed Man is Like a Tree Collapse The Blessed Man is Like a Tree "Blessed is that man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is. For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green: and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit." Jeremiah 17:7,8 Blessed is the man, indeed, Sees the Lord is all his need. Yes, it surely is a must, That he put in Christ his trust. His position, it shall be, As so spreadeth out a tree, By the river's cool flow, And his roots from thither go. By the river it shall be, There for everyone to see, And if by the river stands, Shall fulfil the Lord's command! So preoccupied shall be With what God asks of the tree, Shall not see the coming heat, As the Lord's commands it meets! For at last it shall present, To the Lord as it was sent, Leaves of lovely, lively green, On it's branches shall be seen. So indeed the blessed man, Does just what he only can. Finds the Lord his certainty, Spreads himself as God's green tree! Danielle E. Patenaude Acts 17:28; Psalm 26:7 "The Heart of Man," by Evangelist Larry Wells. pages 39-42 The Cup My Father Planned Expand The Cup My Father Planned "The cup which my Father hath given me, shall I not drink it? " John 18:11 The father planned this cup I drink, Whatever I know, whatever I think. Tis mine to just take from his hand, And drink the cup the Father planned. His form and visage grossly marred, He KNOWS my cup, albeit hard Not chosen, but tis there at hand, To drink the cup my Father planned! Tis mine to fight, or else to face To drink the cup, and claim his grace. I will not fight, but CHOOSE his hand, And drink the cup my Father planned! May be I'll save somebody else, By the cup He took from off the shelf, Though broken, placed within my hand, It is the cup my Father planned! My Father, it seems, trusteth me With a shattered cup, for well He sees, My life, it is not in MY hands, But it is the cup my Father planned! He orchestrated the suffering, The tears will only to HIM bring, To see what I can't do, HE CAN, If I drink the cup the Father planned! The tear-filled nights, the lonely days Are all a part of His grand ways. Divinely placed to work his plans, Drunk from the cup the Father planned! Your cup, you may already bear, But if not now, it will be there, Sent down to you from God's dear hand, Take! Drink the cup the Father planned, Not on your mount the cup to find, But in the valley, God ever kind, Extends it from His loving hand, Just drink the cup the Father planned! For it is not yours to control, But given you the Lord to know, Then rise victorious in the Land, When drunk the cup the Father planned! Danielle E. Patenaude Acts 17:28 "My Father's Cup." Dr Bob Gray II. Trophy Hunters Youth Conference. Pacific Baptist Church. Long Beach, California (Pastor Joe Esposito). July, 2016. Makings of a Good Revival Expand Makings of a Good Revival "So the people of Nineveh believed God, and proclaimed a fast, and put on sackcloth, from the greatest of them even to the least of them. For word came unto the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, and he laid his robe from him, and covered him with sackcloth, and sat in ashes. And he caused it to be proclaimed and published through Nineveh by the decree of the king and his nobles, saying, Let neither man nor beast, herd nor flock, taste any thing: let them not feed, nor drink water: But let man and beast be covered with sackcloth, and cry mightily unto God: yea, let them turn every one from his evil way, and from the violence that is in their hands. Who can tell if God will turn and repent, and turn away from his fierce anger, that we perish not? And God saw their works, that they turned from their evil way; and God repented of the evil, that he had said that he would do unto them; and he did it not." Jonah 3:5-10 God in His time sends revival, What will He do? Who can tell? Position yourself for the blessing, That will come when revival doth swell? God in the man that He sendeth, God in the people who hear, Together His smile be upon them. And how He'll delight to draw near. God in the message he bringeth, When obedient messengers go, The message may be one of judgment, But God can his mercy bestow! To the littlest man from the leader, Believe that the messenger sought The Heaven-sent truths of the Bible, And preached them the way that He ought. Then lead by a godly example, And humble thyself to do right. Repent of the wrongs that thou doest, And turn to find grace in His sight! Then shine in the lost world around you. Encourage each sinner you see! Who can tell how your life may be useful, To reach them for Eternity! Cry mightily out to the Saviour; All violence forsake at thy hand. That God's mighty work not be hindered, Who would bless and revive our great land! Danielle E. Patenaude Acts 17:28 "A God-Led Revival," by Pastor Wayne Sexton. Ridgeview Baptist Church. Walland, Tennessee. July 13, 2016. www.rbcwalland.org A Heart for the Field Expand A Heart for the Field "Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, I therefore so run, not as uncertainly; " 1 Corinthians 9:24, 26 "Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses,...let us run with patience the race..." Hebrews 12:1 There's men up in Heaven, once lived here below They lived here on earth, on these pathways did go. They're watching our race, and they're ready to cheer, When batons are passed on, and our faces appear! Out of the stands, they are watching the field; Soon is the prize of the runners revealed. But others still work now to give it their best, Ah, soon all together, we enter our rest! Still others are waiting; their field is not now, But oh, how we need some more workers to vow To get in the harvest and reap what we've sowed, When passed the baton, and we've walked the last road! God, grant that thou always more workers would send, When the ones in the field have reached their life's end. Watchers, workers and waiters, may they all see a yield, One great body united, with a heart for the field! Danielle E. Patenaude Acts 17:28 Brother Eddie Wyatt. Youth Ablaze 2015. Chili Bible Baptist Church. Rochester, New York (Pastor Hal Roscoe).