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I am sorry been in a lot of pain lately sorry again.
More than usual but I am praying Blessings on you.
Upon you that You shall be blessed more than usual.
I am praying that your purpose shall be reveal to you.
That you shall be Loved by all that you meet on earth.
That you shall touch their lives , and they shall see Christ.
I pray that your poems shall Heal all that sees them also.
I want to see you used by Christ , and that you are held by Him.
Every single day that you shall see Christ working within you.
When I thought my life was going to end
You made it a glorious bend
When my back was against the wall
Your strength made me stand tall
When my enemy came and I was about to yield
You showed up as my shield
At the points of maximum stress
In You, I found fortress
When the wind was boisterous and fierce
You showed up with your peace
When there was no one to run to
You were there to see me through
When I felt totally caged and seemed to be no way
You came through and made a way!
When your sure trust and dependence is God, He always come through!
R.I.P. Clinton Eugene Jarvis
~My father ~

The saguaro an altar
A tree stump a pew
He knelt in the garden
His church all that grew.

Cactus and succulent
Tenderly grown
Were all in his choir
For his ears alone.

From aisles of stone walkways
Stained glass in bright clouds
The sun was his mantle
The stars are his shroud

The lakes holy water
As a child he'd haunt
Skipping stones 'cross a pond
Like a Baptismal Font

Sat he 'neath the willows
To hear their prayer's sigh
The saguaro an altar

His Cathedral the sky.

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 5/31/2018
Yesterday evening at approximately 9PM  my father passed away. He was closest to God being out in, and working with, nature. He was a Master Gardener. A member of the Cactus & Succulent Society.  I will write more about dad later on... Right now it's 5am and I've had no sleep. I'm going to try to rest. I'm handling the grief by writing... Remembering him fondly with words. Isn't that just like a poet...?
HAPPY SPRING
MORNING GLORIES
ALL DAY LONG
THIS MOISTFUL SPRING

TRIGGERING MY MIND
TO A LAND OF AWE
GODS GIFTS TO US THIS
YEAR

IN THE EVENINGS
TO HEAR THE CICADAS
VIBRANCE SING
WHILE JUNE BUGS HIT
THE WINDOWS BUZZING
ENDING IN BLING°•°•°•
°•°•°•HAPPY SPRING
exPressing
      Respect
  peAce
rejoIce
       Sanctity
sovEreinty
a storm rages outside
sky, overcast with clouds
fearful sounds echo through
the mountain crannies
like that of shrieking bats in flight
trees shiver under wind’s might

everything around
presages an impending doom
the least pressure would suffice
to let all the hellfire loose

sitting in my dim lit room
with all the windows shut
unable to drown the emptiness
afloat in irrepressible buoyancy
I glance over the balance sheet
of my life

all sweet memories gone
shaking their mane
like horses galloping away

bitter memories
only bitter memories remain!
It whispers in blood
Makes a flute of our bones
Makes vapor of sweat
It hums and it groans
It's a static in hair
Has a life of its own
We're empty without it
As cold as a stone

It has passion to warm
Has tongues that can talk
It will help to confirm us
To Christ and his walk
It's a Shepherd to guide us
It can heal the flock
It can chastise us
Can You Feel the shock?

O ohhhh... FIRE! (2X8)

It refines by its heat
Like a stone in a mill
It crushes the wheat
It can comfort & fill
It gives courage to hearts
Teaches us to be still
It's grace, it is art
It's simply God's will...

It goes up in red sparks
It's an eternal flame
Will press into the mark
And won't leave us ashamed
Convince with one word
Won't leave us the same
It's not going to change
And I AM is its NAME...

O ohhhh! FIRE! (2X8)

[BRIDGE]
It'll melt solid rock
Or is cold as the snow
From God's heaven above
Or from Hades below...

O ohhhh! FIRE!
(2X10)


SøułSurvivør
(C) 1/11/2018
I've been struggling with illness, so I haven't been on site much anymore. I'm on Facebook more, because I can post photos, music & videos. You can find me on FB by looking up Cathy Jarvis. I have the same avatar there as here. Thanks for understanding. Love you!
They say there is a rainbow
For every blessing found
For every graceful
rose in bloom
For each
melodious sound!

For every child playing
For every bird on wing
For every fresh baked
apple pie
For every choir that sings!

Purple velvet pansies
Indigo for pearls
Blue for fuzzy violets
Green for our
great world
Yellow for a
flower in bloom
Orange sunsets call
Red for rosy apples
Good for one and all!

But what makes
us so joyous
Once new lives
have begun
Is hope they'll
be Believers
That the victory
will be won!

Knowing that they'll
have a chance
For heaven
round the bend
For them they will
be doubly bless'd

WORLD WITHOUT END.


SøułSurvivør
(C) 1/8/2018
I wrote this on Facebook, but I want to share it with my community here. I feel very badly about not being on site here so much... I hope you'll forgive me! I'm on Facebook quite a bit now... You can find me on there. Cathy Jarvis. My avatar is the same as here. I still love & pray for you all!
God
not only cares,
He can do something

ABOUT IT!


[10W]
SøułSurvivør
(c) 7/11/2017
We ALL want to be loved & cared for!

I'm on Facebook most of the time these days. Look up Cathy Jarvis. My avatar is the same.
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