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By Gary James Smith
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Sometimes I've looked out my window
And have seen frost on my car
It gives me a tad of shivering 
We know how cold some days are
But praise God I have a heater
That after the car has been running awhile
The ice starts its melting
My heart  stops palpitating 
And my face returns again to a smile!!!

I've met some frosty people
Cold as ice if you please
It's a tad harder to warm up to them
When their heart's temperature's at freeze
But lo and behold through perserverance
And help from almighty God
I've seen some heart's through His melting process
And soften quite well to His Word!

What's your heart's temperature  today my friend
If viewed from the outside in
Is there a coldness in your demeanor 
In regards to God and too sin
There's the warmth of a Saviour
Whose love can heat any heart
And bring it one day to beat for God
Today...give yours a fresh start!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright December 8 2020  8:58 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Last Updated: Thursday, December 10, 2020

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca

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