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Time to Grind

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Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Mission With A Passion

When "This Is Your Earthday" was birthed in my spirit it was during a Sunday School lesson at church. This has blossomed into a mission from God to get it all over the world and into the hands of everyone so that whether they are child or adult they will come to know how they were created and just how special God thinks they are. Please help us to let others know of this book. ANGELFISH Foundation is a Christian Book Ministry that uses this book to bless others and glorify Christ. Thank you for your unending prayers to stay grounded in His will and carryout His mission with zeal.......to be His hands and feet! Check us out on facebook too. God bless!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

BE A VOICE FOR THOSE WHO DON'T HAVE ONE


Cradle of Tears



I asked God one day if I could make a trip down to earth,

Parents I was seeking, to be loved even before my birth.



God loves me here and He knows me so well,

But I knew my mission was to be sent away for a spell.



To be in the arms of a loving mommy and daddy was my wish,

To fulfill a mission of love sent my heart flopping like a fish.



To be held so tight and kissed so softly,

To be welcomed with love and not pay with my life so costly.



As I journeyed down from Heaven to earth,

I knew at this very moment was the day of my birth.



An encounter of two, a sperm and an egg,

Wow, how amazing! Such a miracle that’s been made!



I am so excited, in nine months my debut!

To show mommy and daddy that I am oh so cute!



Oh no! Now what! I don’t understand!

For it is a strange object that comes from a human hand.



Oh Lord, I am in pain! Why don’t they want me here?

I am only a baby and I came with no fear.



Only to love and to live out my life,

With parents that love me, not to cause any strife!



I am hurt and I cry,

I can feel them cutting at my eyes!



They don’t want me; I am garbage, not special as I thought,

Just a peace of trash to be thrown out, hoping they won’t be caught.



I am aching and crying but they don’t hear!

In the womb I am screaming and they feel no tears!



I toss and I turn in the world that’s my own,

Now my skin is burning and in my heart there’s no strong tone.



As I make my way into the earth,

I am broken, torn and a metal can is my worth.





As my Father comforts me, and sends me His peace,

His angels about me will soon be my release.



I will enter into His arms that I only too soon left,

My body made whole and no pain, it has all left.



I am glad to return to my Fathers arms,

Where I know kindness and gentleness will do me no harm.



The Father sits with me and cries. Tears flood His precious face,

I look up as He holds me, and His love fills my hearts space.



He tells me He loves me and my mission there was done.

Now I’ll live with Him, be at peace, and have oh so much fun.



He said “your hurt do I know so often I see, as others like you come up to be with Me”.

As many more will come, and more innocent blood shed, the life I gave is by some to be dread.



The discarded bodies of babies that are treated as trash,

Innocent blood on the hands of people that act so rash.



Selfishness, no regard, an attitude of ease,

Sadness, lives lost, babies that no one sees!



A blindness that has swept over a world so diseased,

That they don’t see what’s wrong with killing babies or those in need.



Will anyone stand up for me, I am just a baby can’t you see?

Why is it I have no choice but my mommy can kill me?



I just want to love you and be all I can be,

I want to make a difference; can’t you do that for me?



Let your voices be heard, don’t kill anymore!!

Don’t wash your hands in blood, then be quiet and shut the door.



Stand up for me and who I am, a loving baby sent from my Father’s hands.



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This poem was inspired by God and given to me on behalf of all the babies who have been or will be lost to abortion. We must be the voice for those who don’t have one, stand up and be heard as the cries of the unborn are not. Please pass this along to all those you know and help stop abortion.

Author/Writer  Georgieanna J. Harp

COPYRIGHT January 28, 2012



Psalm 139:13-16, "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."



Exodus 20:13 Thou shall not kill.



Proverbs 31:8 Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves; ensure justice for those being crushed.




Saturday, December 3, 2011

On My Heart


“Forced Flight”



I am old, I have wrinkles, and my body has changed through the ages

But as I sit here my inner soul is on fire and rages



An injustice has occurred in this beloved country of mine

My life no longer is in the hands of Thine



Oh God why are they trying to play Your part

Injecting needles of death since my body is falling apart



All say that I am of no use to any,

Though I fought for the lives and the freedoms of so many



I have lived through wars, dictators, and depressions

I have survived cancer, homelessness, addictions, and oppression



I have been down roads the devil wouldn’t go

And met Jesus in the alley as my body grew so cold



His Light came in and filled my soul, His warmth touched my heart and His love began to unfold



No votes, no congress, no president, no committee,

Can dictate anything from me but a lot of pity



If they pass this dreaded thing,

I will one day lay on a table as the needle they bring



Flashes of my life, my loved ones, and the service to my country will play

A slideshow of memories that have been etched never to fade away



My eyes will grow weary and my heart will slow down, the pearly gates await along with my heavenly crown



As my body shuts down and my final breath is taken, my last utterance will be “Lord forgive them, and help this nation”.

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This was written on behalf of those who may be too weak to speak for themselves. I pray that everyone will be able to get this around and impact the world with this type of injustice to our elderly. There are so many things we can learn from them if we will only take the time. No one deserves to have their life snuffed out due to sickness, disease, or age. It only takes one for change.  God help us all!

James 1:27 NIV 

Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.

Authored by Georgieanna J. Harp, December 3, 2011

PLEASE PASS THIS AROUND AND LET OTHERS KNOW THAT YOU STAND UP FOR THE ELDERLY, SICK, AND AGED IN THIS COUNTRY AND THAT YOU ARE AGAINST EUTHANIZING

Before Being Put In Our Mother's Womb, We Were Known By the Father in Heaven

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be (Psalm 139:13-16).
PICK LIFE.....STOP ABORTION.....GOD BLESS YOU
http://180movie.com/pro-life.php

What Does A Concentration Camp and Abortion Have In Common?

If you don't think that your opinion on abortion can be changed just watch this video and let the very essence of it impact your soul. Praying that our nation will realize what this video stands for.
http://180movie.com/pro-choice.php

Speaking For Those Unborn That Don't Have a Voice

Lord, Please help all people to understand that abortion is wrong. Killing your unborn children is not according to what You stand for. Please put an angel in the paths of those who are considering this and allow them to experience You Oh Lord!
http://180movie.com/abortion.php