A job well done. Unashamed to sign your name to whatever work you do,knowing that even the smallest chore is an offering to God.
This is what I believe.
A song well sung
A verse well written.
These are pleasures to my soul.
A sunset so awesome that you have to stop what you are doing..and stare as you say thank you Lord for letting me be a witness.
A storm with all its glory..soaking the Earth.
A moon so clear and full that it illuminates the darkness.
These are reminders from God that I am not alone.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
Your face makes me smile.
Even the memory of looking at you gladdens my heart.
I love the way you walk and dance.
I love the way you make me laugh.
Is there anything better than to have the memory of you tickle me?
Do I love you?
When I think of not having you in my life, of not seeing you again,
all the joy slips away from my being.
Do I love you?
If I could no longer think of you as part of me,I would feel incomplete.
Do I love you?
If I knew that you would never hold me again
the aching in my heart and my arms would become unbearable.
Do I love you?...I hope not.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
Using words you can paint a picture that will touch the soul.
Using words you can destroy the confidance of another human being.
using words,you canchange the perspective of a given situation to benefit many,or to provoke a crowd to anger.
using words you can scar a child for the rest of his life or instill in him a pride that leads to success.
Words..The double edged sword.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:34 AM UTC
The sea calls my name and I obey.
As I walk the deck feeling the wooden planks beneath my feet,
I am at peace.
The rigging hangs from above,
The sails billow in the wind.
Far above my head, I see the look out,
Perched in the crows nest,
Ready to give the alarm
of another ship, or storm, or land
on the horizon,
I am home.
Though shipmates scurry around me
I am alone
Alone with my love;
The waves beating against the hull,
The smell of the salt air,
The gentle sway of the ship,
The songs of gulls flying nearby.
This is our dance
Our Song
I am home.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
My hands are strong.
I knead the clay, making sure there are no trapped pockets of air that could ruin my creation.
As I work, the clay takes on its own life and I become the pawn..
Pushing here pulling there..scraping and forming what the clay wants to be.
I know now how man came to be.
With a creator that allowed the creation to become what it wanted to be.
I am here to continue the process
I became..To be the sculptor
With the sculpture speaking through me.
The circle becomes complete.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
There's a snapshot of you in my heart.
It never grows old or goes gray.
It sees you the way you're remembered
Forever a child at play
I know you have had your trials.
I know you have had your pain
But my heart wants to keep you protected
So you, a small child remain.
And now I finally understand
My Saviors love for me
For nwhenever I feel downhearted
I picture me on His knee
He wraps His arms around me
And protects me from my pain
A child of God forever
I always will remain
I had to share this thought with you
in hopes that you will see
When lifes road gives you hardship
seek God's love..Then seek me.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
My baby daughter pats my face
and the joy within me flows
Unafraid to show her love
At least until she grows.
Why do cease to demonstrate
our love for one another?
The pureness of a childs love..
A pat on the cheek for Mother.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
Here we are ..The two of us.
Blocking out the world.
All I see is you..All you see is me.
The world has no place here.
With all its strife and turmoil.
We give peace to each other..
rest and desperately needed Tranquility.
I explore your eyes.An endless sea of comfort.
Time passes too quickly.We try to shut it out.
To cling to moments shared
Where there is no such thing as Time
Soon the music will stop
our dance will be over
but for this instant,we live apart from everything
but our love.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:31 AM UTC
My guardian Angel is crying
She knows what's in my heart.
The man to whom I gave my love
told me we have to part.
Her tears now fall as raindrops
Sad teardrops from the sky
They fall onto a sullen earth
On which my body lies.
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:31 AM UTC
My Father gave me wisdom
and scriptures for my heart.
My Mother put in practice
the love that God imparts.
By watching how she lives her love
and How Gods light so shines,
and seeing the peace within her heart,
I wanted that for mine.
Never boastful nor judgemental
I have never heard her yell
She will quote a verse to ease your pain,
She knows them all so well.
No problem overtakes her
His promises she trusts
She lives to do his will because
she loves Him oh so much
She's a quiet overcomer
An example for us all
When I need an inspiration,
I know just who to call.
My Mother may not ever know
The seeds of faith she sows
How many souls she wins for God
as through her life she goes
She's a living testimony
And when her time on Earth is gone
I, for one, will be there
To hear God say "Well Done"
2/19/95 mln
My Father gave me wisdom
and scriptures for my heart.
My Mother put in practice
the love that God imparts.
By watching how she lives her love
and How Gods light so shines,
and seeing the peace within her heart,
I wanted that for mine.
Never boastful nor judgemental
I have never heard her yell
She will quote a verse to ease your pain,
She knows them all so well.
No problem overtakes her
His promises she trusts
She lives to do his will because
she loves Him oh so much
She's a quiet overcomer
An example for us all
When I need an inspiration,
I know just who to call.
My Mother may not ever know
The seeds of faith she sows
How many souls she wins for God
as through her life she goes
She's a living testimony
And when her time on Earth is gone
I, for one, will be there
To hear God say "Well Done"
2/19/95 mln
My Father gave me wisdom
and scriptures for my heart.
My Mother put in practice
the love that God imparts.
By watching how she lives her love
and How Gods light so shines,
and seeing the peace within her heart,
I wanted that for mine.
Never boastful nor judgemental
I have never heard her yell
She will quote a verse to ease your pain,
She knows them all so well.
No problem overtakes her
His promises she trusts
She lives to do his will because
she loves Him oh so much
She's a quiet overcomer
An example for us all
When I need an inspiration,
I know just who to call.
My Mother may not ever know
The seeds of faith she sows
How many souls she wins for God
as through her life she goes
She's a living testimony
And when her time on Earth is gone
I, for one, will be there
To hear God say "Well Done"
2/19/95 mln
My Father gave me wisdom
and scriptures for my heart.
My Mother put in practice
the love that God imparts.
By watching how she lives her love
and How Gods light so shines,
and seeing the peace within her heart,
I wanted that for mine.
Never boastful nor judgemental
I have never heard her yell
She will quote a verse to ease your pain,
She knows them all so well.
No problem overtakes her
His promises she trusts
She lives to do his will because
she loves Him oh so much
She's a quiet overcomer
An example for us all
When I need an inspiration,
I know just who to call.
My Mother may not ever know
The seeds of faith she sows
How many souls she wins for God
as through her life she goes
She's a living testimony
And when her time on Earth is gone
I, for one, will be there
To hear God say "Well Done"
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC