Saturday, September 27, 2008


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Written From The Heart

Poetry is a wonderful gift
When written from the heart;
It can bring a smile to a lonely face,
Or make you cry and tear you apart.

You are given a glimpse into someone's life
And with compassion you learn to feel,
The need to share with others,
Love and understanding, that is truly for real.

You don't ridicule others with the words you choose,
If you've never walked in their shoes;
You write with compassion and commitment,
When you care for others, you cannot lose!

The words that you write, may affect others' lives,
You must choose them wisely with care;
Write from the heart with love and compassion,
For this gift God has given, for you to share.


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Friday, September 26, 2008

Forget Me Not

Forget me not, for I am there
In the beat of your heart,
On the wing of your prayer.

Forgive me my parting and leaving you thus,
A joyous reunion is waiting for us!

Continue to strive toward your goal and be brave.
Know that my love didn't stop at the grave.

My spirit is with you through good times and bad.
I share all the joys and the sorrows you've had.

Feel my presence within your next breath
And realize there's no distance in death.

Ask for my help and I'll answer your call.
Reach for my hand when you stumble and fall.

Run the last mile with a smile on your face.
My arms will be waiting when you finish the race.

Always remember, my love is right there
In the beat of your heart,
On the wing of your prayer.


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~ He Sees ~

Feeling as if her heart would break,
Stinging words, they had lashed out.
The tears she held, so deep within,
Revealed her anguish and doubt.

They cut as if a two-edged sword.
She fought the emotions within.
But, in the recesses of her mind,
Words echoed time and again.

In the stillness of the night,
She knelt to voice her plea.
Within her soul, she plainly heard,
"Fear not, because He sees."

He knows your deepest heartaches.
Unnoticed? Not even one.
He's interceding for you,
For, you see, He's God's own Son.

There's nothing that could be hidden.
All things lay before Him bare.
Toss your burdens on the Lord.
He loves you and He cares.

Choose to walk in love and joy.
Let your heart be filled with peace.
All your pain will soon recede,
Just remember that He sees.
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The Ocean

The sounds of the ocean are like friends to me,
They make life easier and help me to see.
That life can be peaceful and yet full of strife,
The waves can be soft, or cut like a knife.
You need friends to help you swim,
To struggle alone or rely on them.
Family also can help you move through the sea,
And you can't help but be,
Grateful to all who love you for you,
They are always there to see you through.
God rules the ocean and all the sounds,
So in Him we must be found.
Trusting in Him to carry us through,
The waves of the ocean and all that is blue.



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There's A Reason

There's A Reason

I was always taught, there's a reason
That people do the things they do,
Though you may not always like them.
Their heart hides a secret from you.

If they're quick to bite your head off
Or constantly brag and boast,
Remember, the people we like the least
May need our love the most.

Could it be they had been abused
Or even ridiculed all their lives?
These are the type of hurtful things
That make sure their heart survives.

But, the heart that survives is hardened
And, on the seas of life, they coast.
Remember, the people we like the least
May need our love the most.

Reality of Life

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Reality of Life

Life isn't just full of happiness,
It's sunsets, it's love, it's tears.
It's the thoughts of yesterdays memories,
That can wash away all out fears.

It's that very painful experience,
That each one of us has had.
It's the laughter that fills the air,
It's the tears when you are sad.

It's loving that someone special,
That at one time made you smile.
It's the pain of losing that person,
But the memories that make it worthwhile.

It's that child in every one of us,
Although in time we'll all be old.
It's the good times we'll never forget,
It's the memories we'll always hold.

It's the hug that we all need,
When we'd rather drown in our sorrow.
It's the hope in every one of us,
That makes us hold on for tomorrow.

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God's Blessings

God's Blessings

New friends and old
Adventures so bold
God’s way of saying
Are you still praying

Met a senior friend who
Loves to laugh and play
Charming and daring
And she’s so caring

So when we let go
To step out boldly
God’s mission is done
As we unite as one

To find kindness and love
Acceptance and laughter
These are truly God's gifts
That we share ever after

So take that first step
And say how do you do
The riches of God’s blessings
Are just waiting for you

A SMILE

A smile costs nothing, but gives much-
It takes but a moment, but the memory of it usually lasts forever.
None are so rich that can get along without it-
And none are so poor but that can be made rich by it.


It enriches those who receive, without making poor those who give-
It creates sunshine in the home,
Fosters good will in business,
And is the best antidote for trouble-
And yet it cannot be begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is of no value
Unless it is given away.


Some people are too busy to give you a smile-
Give them one of yours-
For the good Lord knows that no one needs a smile so badly
As he or she who has no more smiles left to give.


Saturday, September 6, 2008

Seeds of Faith

Seeds of Faith


The fields are all empty
Barren and dry
Without any fruit
Crops have withered and died
The soil so thirsty
It’s land now hungry too
Without proper nutrients
It produces no food

You’ve got to turn up the heat
In the midst of the drought
Plant seeds of faith
So they can sprout
You reap what you sow
Of that there’s no doubt
So plant seeds of faith
So they can sprout

When the fields appear empty
Don’t give up in despair
Irrigate the crops
With your tears in prayer
When famine threatens
Just call on Christ
He’ll feed the hungry
He’s the bread of life

You’ve got to turn up the heat
In the midst of the drought
Plant seeds of faith
So they can sprout
You reap what you sow
Of that there’s no doubt
So plant seeds of faith
So they can sprout

Seeds, Friends and Success

Seeds, Friends and Success


We sow the seeds of kindness
and water them with love.
Then feed with truth,
found in the Word of God.

The land where seeds are planted
is vast and never ends.
It lies among the valleys
and the hills that we call friends.

Some need someone to lean on,
while others search for truth.
Each time we plant Your seeds Lord,
we refer our friends to You.

Some seeds will only wither,
never taken to the heart.
But some will be well cared for
and will make a brand new start.

We are but Your gardeners
who strive and do our best.
But You, oh loving Father
are the secret to success
!

Seaside Balcony

Seaside Balcony


The waves are pounding on the beach,
The sun is coming up.
I watch some people as I reach,
To get my coffee cup.

Sitting on the balcony,
With panoramic view,
I sip some coffee from my cup,
As I gaze out at you.

You love to sit out on the beach,
At the break of day.
You say it is your quiet time,
To catch the sun's first ray.

The sky is filled with brilliant light,
The sun is breaking through.
The scene is so breathtaking,
It surrounds you with its hue.

You look so peaceful and serene,
Without a worldly care.
The only movement is the breeze,
That gently blows your hair.

The sun is shining brightly now,
I see your silhouette.
The picture that's before me now,
I never will forget.

You are so very beautiful,
My mind can't comprehend.
The reason that you love me,
Out of all the other men.

You are so loving and committed,
You say you are mine.
You say you only want to love,
And please me all the time.

I've never known a love like yours,
And I can truly say,
There's never been another,
Who could make me feel this way.

My love for you is total,
It is more than flesh and bone,
And all I am and all I have,
I give to you alone.

Emotions overwhelm me,
As you stand and start to turn,
And deep within my heart,
I feel a raging start to burn.

You are so very beautiful,
And perfect in my mind,
And as you walk back to the room,
You've had your quiet time.

I hear you come into to the room,
And from the balcony,
I hear you whisper out my name,
Please come make love to me.

I turn to see your shadowed form,
As you now beckon me,
And wonder as I look at you,
How lucky can I be?

To have the perfect woman,
Who is so in love with me,
And share this special moment,
From the seaside balcony.

A Place for the Animals

A Place for the Animals


Oh, Loving God
Who created them all,
From small creeping bugs
To giraffes to tall.

Who in our care
Has placed your creatures
I ask, "Why is cruelty
One of man's features?"

Forced to give us food
And pull our carts,
Have we no pity
For their broken hearts?

Science and Medicine
Are yet another tool,
For causing them pain
And being so cruel.

And when the circus
Comes to town,
Do we see their tears
When the curtain goes down?

Some people wear fur
As they stroll through the city,
I think it's so heartless
And not very pretty.

Deep in the woods,
A place some call their home,
They run in great fear
>From the hunters that roam.

Their sad eyes show us
There's no understanding,
Why man is indifferent
And so very demanding!

They give up their lives,
They give us their best,
All they are asking
Is a place just to rest.

And so, My Dear Lord
I Pray unto You,
Save a place in Your Kingdom
For the animals too.

CAT THOUGHTS

CAT THOUGHTS

I wonder what my cat thinks
When he gazes at our world?
And when he sleeps, what does he dream?
Does he sense things we do not know?
Does he know when we do wrong?
Perhaps that's what he sings about
To others in his song...

We're told they're dumb..their language
Is different from our speech
But we don't know what they know
Even yet what they can teach?
Many times I sit and notice
The gaze of his blue eyes
And wonder if he laughs within
At human schemes and lies!

Does he know we kill his brothers
Each and every day?
It's really all human's fault
But his brother's have to pay!
We torture and we kill them
There are always more to get
For we live in a world
Of the "throw-away-pet"!!

Oh! Sweet cat how I wish that
We change for all of you
For in our "land of plenty"
This we need to do!
STOP the wanton waste
Of food and pets and such
Especially throwing life away
For life is worth so much!

We need to value all life forms
In seas, in skies and sod....
We don't have a right to throw away
That which is made by God!
So little cat...it starts with you
The task at hand is great...
We had better learn this lesson
'Fore we come to your brother's fate...
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Don’t Blame God

Don’t Blame God

Tell me, who’s tearing down forests, raping jungles as well,
Depriving earth of its lungs, turning earth in to a hell?
Who’s causing floods and landslides, by stripping our planet bare,
Who’s taking homes from creatures, and filling them full of fear?

Yes, who’s endangering creatures, and made some disappear,
When they’ve a right to life too, and the same right to live here?
Who’s plundering land and sea, with a reckless disregard,
Unbalancing and depleting, their very own back yard?

Who’s clogging the air we breathe, altering our climate too,
Via toxins, that car exhausts or factory chimneys spew?
And who’s polluting the land, our rivers, our lakes, the sea,
Via the waste they dump and pump, that ill health will guarantee?

Who’s damaging this earth, with their weaponry and wars,
Killing and maiming, both man and beast, almost without a pause?
Who adds insult to injury, testing bombs, missiles too,
That also stain our planet, with poisonous residue?

Who has even caused famines, spawned epidemics, disease,
Caused more destructive weather, caused ice-packs to thaw, not freeze?
Who has punctured the ozone layer, made temperatures rise?
The answers a simple one — it’s us, yes, we get first prize.

So, don’t go blaming God, as we’re to blame; that’s more than plain,
It’s we, who have made this mess, it’s we, who’ve acted insane.
We’re reaping what we’ve sown, it’s our fault, it’s ours alone,
It’s we, who are on trial, not God, therefore, we can’t moan.

We’ve harmed ourselves and others, trashed this world, fouled our nest,
And all because we failed to do, what would have been best.
Thus, we’re now in deep water, water that is rising fast,
Water that will engulf us, unless sense prevails at last.

YOU STILL HAVE HOPE

YOU STILL HAVE HOPE

If you can look at the sunset and smile,
then you still have hope.

If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower,
then you still have hope.

If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly,
then you still have hope.

If the smile of a child can still warm your heart,
then you still have hope.

If you can see the good in other people,
then you still have hope.

If the rain breaking on a roof top can still lull you to sleep,
then you still have hope.

If the sight of a rainbow still makes you stop and stare in wonder,
then you still have hope.

If the soft fur of a favored pet still feels pleasant under your fingertips,
then you still have hope.

If you meet new people with a trace of excitement and optimism,
then you still have hope.

If you give people the benefit of a doubt,
then you still have hope.

If you still offer your hand in friendship to others that have touched your life,
then you still have hope.

If receiving an unexpected card or letter still brings a pleasant surprise,
then you still have hope.

If the suffering of others still fills your with pain and frustration,
then you still have hope.

If you refuse to let a friendship die,
or accept that it must end,
then you still have hope.

If you look forward to a time or place of quiet and reflection,
then you still have hope.

If you still buy the ornaments,
put up the Christmas tree or cook the supper,
then you still have hope.

If you can look to the past and smile,
then you still have hope.

If, when faced with the bad,
when told everything is futile,
you can still look up and end the conversation with the phrase..."yeah...BUT.,"
then you still have hope.

Hope is such a marvelous thing.
It bends, it twists, it sometimes hides,
but rarely does it break.
It sustains us when nothing else can.
It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead,

when we tell ourselves we'd rather give in.

Hope puts a smile on our face
when the heart cannot manage.

Hope puts our feet on the path
when our eyes cannot see it.

Hope moves us to act
when our souls are confused of the direction.

Hope is a wonderful thing,
something to be cherished and nurtured,
and something that will refresh us in return.
And it can be found in each of us,
and it can bring light into the darkest of places.
NEVER LOSE HOPE!

He's coming soon

He's coming soon

His soon has become soon
It is written, like a thief shall he come
And the hour knoweth no man but the father

Ignorance shall send many to hell
Disobedence shall be the end of many
When many shall be deceive at the end time

The end has come, but knowth no man
The signs is shown but seeth no man
The coming is near but feelth no man

I have heard of wars of nation against nation
I have seen famines, pestilences and earthquake
All these are the beginning of sorrow

Many shall be deceive by false prophets
Many shall be offended and betray one another
Good shall be hated by many to the end

Because iniquity shall abound
The love of many shall wax cold
And the repect of the word of God shall reduce

Though the gospel shall be preach all round
The holy place will be filled with abomination
But he that endure unto the end shall be saved

Have you not see knowledge increase according to Daniel?
Have you not see these signs to show his coming?
Don’t be victim of the roaring lion

He has come near to make the soon soon
To fulfil the word that never go unfulfiled
To make all end ends and the new new


Beware. His coming has become now.

The Spirit Makes Changes

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The Spirit needs to prick one’s heart, to give thinking a fresh start,
Only then can change be wrought, in the direction of their thought.
It’s only natural for our focus to be, here on earth, not on Eternity,
Tending to all earthly needs, spiritual concerns man seldom heeds.

Addressing other things day to day, spiritual things get in the way,
So busy with their daily grind, to things of God, they pay no mind.
It never seems to touch their heart; the words from God we impart,
The words of Truth that we share, hopeful that one day they’ll care.

But, Satan too, does his part, by deceiving every unknowing heart,
Snatching away the seed we sow, hoping that they will never know,
The freeing Truth of God’s Word, from the sharing, that they heard,
Keeping their hearts occupied, to never know, just why Christ died.

Christ came with His life to give, so that all of men could truly live,
A new life upon earth abundantly, as God prepares us for Eternity.
It is The Spirit which Christ sends, that touches the hearts of men,
And by The Spirit God arranges, within or mind unknown changes.

The heart begins to open wide, to those Truths which were denied,
As The Spirit waters sown seed, allowing that one to see his need.
The eyes that were blind before, now open wide and see The Lord,
And that once, unbelieving heart, from God gets a brand new start.