I checked my mail, the other day;
And I found a letter,
from far away.
-
My Heavenly Father,
from up above;
Sent it to this Sinner,
of whom He loves.
-
"Dear Child,
I'm writing this to you,
in hopes that you'll be writing soon;
I wanted to tell you,
so many things;
And my love for you,
will endure anything.
-
I wish you wouldn't, worry so much,
about your Salvation, your fears and such.
-
Just lay your problems,
at my feet;
I'll gladly take them,
to set you free.
-
Before I close,
I want to say;
Come to me,
when e'er you stray.
-
Now set aside,
your worries and doubts;
For that is what,
I'm all about."

The Devil and all of his Demons,
were having a meeting one night;
Satan scratched his pointy head,
"What shall we do with the Christ?
~
All of my plans become ruined,
everytime this God-Man comes near;
He heals the blind, so they can see,
and restores the deaf ones to hear.
~
He causes quite a calamity,
when He wins another lost Soul;
It feels like Hell is crumbling,
it's beginning to take a toll.
~
And everytime we come face to face,
His name makes us flee in pain;
Don't want to go near Him again,
'less He binds us all up in chains.
~
I think we can finally win this war,"
Satan said with a laugh and a grin;
"We'll win the Souls of His mighty Saints,
and He'll ne'er bother us again."
~
Now Jesus heard all they had said,
and He shouted to them through the door;
Now Satan, and all of your Demons,
I command you all to come forth!
~
Be gone with you, oh wicked ones,
'less I cast you into the Swine;
Don't ever mess with my children,
those ones whom I call "Mine."

My cruel, grouchy old Mother-In-Law,
is a sight for sore eyes to see;
Save your money at the Circus,
'cause to look at her is free.
~
She's really not that hideous,
in her very own, special way;
What hair that hasn't fallen out,
has certainly turned gray.
~
But dare you have to live with her,
she becomes an old Batalax;
Yet she always feels much better,
when she gets her Mustache waxed.
~
She does have a few, good qualities,
but overall, she's awfully mean;
That's why for Christmas this year,
we bought her Vaseline.
~
We greased up her 'ole toilet stool,
then we greased it up some more;
She slipped right off, and hit her head,
and her teeth slid under the door.
~
She didn't care for that at all,
no sir, not one little bit;
For when she fell, her wig flew off,
and she cut her bottom lip.
~
But I guess we're cruel to her as well,
for we never allow her to date;
When night time comes, we lock her up,
'lest Bigfoot wants to mate.
~
I could go on for days on end,
about how bad she's been;
But now I have to stop right here,
'cause there's no ink left in my pen!

I'll proclaim it from the Mountain tops,
I'll proclaim it by the Sea;
That Jesus Christ, lived and died,
to set His Captives free.
~
I'll proclaim it to the multitudes,
I'll proclaim it to the few;
That Jesus came, to heal the lame,
and give His life for you.
~
I'll proclaim it to the wealthy,
I'll proclaim it to the poor;
That Jesus Christ, shed His blood of life,
to forgive our sins e'er more.
~
I'll proclaim it to the weary,
I'll proclaim it to the strong;
That Jesus lived, free from sin,
not once did He do wrong.
~
I'll proclaim it to the Saintly,
I'll proclaim it to the unsaved;
That the blood He shed, for you my friend,
was the saving grace He gave.
~
I'll proclaim it during the daytime,
I'll proclaim it during the storm;
That if you want Him, to enter in,
He'll become your friend and Lord.

Depression plagues this woman,
who can't find the strength to move on;
Stuck inside this Rabbit's cage,
exactly where she belongs.
~
She feels like her heart's been broken,
it's is damaged and torn to shreds ;
"Snap out of this sadness you're feeling,"
is what all her loved ones have said.
~
She wishes it were that easy,
but she can't control her moods;
She's tucked away in misery,
in the corner of her bedroom.
~
No happiness dwells within her,
no excitement does she ever feel;
No smile you'll see upon her face,
"Maybe this nightmare is real?"
~
She's everything she's hated,
everything that she has become;
And if she strays too far away,
back to the Cage she will run.

No one knows the Me I am,
I wish they'd truly understand;
I'm full of love and sympathy,
but they don't see, these things in me.
~
I'm easy going and quiet at times,
for anyone, I'd lay down my life;
A blessing I do long to be,
I truly love Humanity.
~
I want to fulfill, my God's plan,
a purpose for the me I am;
I'm nice to everyone I meet,
though they may not, be nice to me.
~
I am, by no means, cruel at all,
even though I do have many faults;
I try to treat everyone so kind,
I'll always have the extra time.
~
I'm ordinary, not much to me,
I'm simple in the ways I think;
I will stand up for what is right,
and won't back down from any fight.
~
I think this sums up who I am,
I'm not that good, but I'm not bad;
I pray for everyone I know,
and wish the best, where e'er they go.

I once had no direction,
I felt so very lost;
My sorrow came with a price,
my misery, with a cost.
~
I longed to find a purpose,
in this crazy world I lived;
A place where I belonged,
somewhere that I fit in.
~

Then one day I met the Lord,
Forgiver of men's sins;
The One who truly loves me,
the One who helps me live.
~
I asked Him to forgive me,
I asked Him in my life;
He then became my Savior,
and I became His Bride.
~
Jesus is my Lord of Lords,
I gave everything to Him;
He laid His life down for me,
and washed away my sins.

God stepped down from His mighty Throne,
to become Christ in the flesh;
His mighty love for all mankind,
assured He'd do His best.
-
Some men truly loved Him,
there were those who turned away;
It has always been like this,
up to this very day.
-
Jesus healed the sick and deaf,
He made the blind to see;
He shed His blood for all the World,
and died for you and me.
-
By the acceptance of His blood,
t'was His greatest sacrifice;
Those who accept His gift,
will go to Paradise.

She sits in the Doctor's office,
with one thing on her mind;
To rid herself of this Fetus,
so she can go on with her life.
~
Her dreams would all be ruined,
if this child were to be born;
She just can't let that happen,
thus she decides to Abort.
~
They call her back to a room,
she follows the Nurse's lead;
Gently she lays on the bed,
then sees the ******* machine.
~
Her mind is filled with doubt,
"Am I making a huge mistake;
The baby isn't even alive,
get a grip, for pity sakes."
~
Then the Doctor enters the room,
he is really quite polite;
Inside of her, he inserts a tube,
and she squeezes her eyes tight.
~
But deep within the occupied Womb,
the Fetus flinches away;
As the hose begins to tear apart,
how and what it may.
~
Then it grabs onto her tiny hand,
no longer a thumb to ****;
The baby's eyes are filled with tears,
for the pain is just too much.
~
Little by little, it tears her apart,
no one can hear her screams;
But parts of her pass through the tube,
thanks to that horrid machine.
~
Her tiny head is the last to go,
donned in curly, black hair;
She's simply but a memory,
Mama's product of an affair.

Nestled in her Mother's womb,
she's beginning to run out of room;
She ***** her thumb without a clue,
of what is coming very soon.
-
To a clinic tomorrow, her Mommy will go, where she will be, ****** through a hose;
This child did not have a choice,
this child did not have a voice.
-
The day arrives when she will die,
the Doctor has at last arrived;
It's not too late to change her mind,
and on the wall, the clock chimes nine.
-
A hose is inserted,
inside the womb,
it will all be over very soon;
The child winches away in pain,
her suffering is her Mother's gain.
-
Each piece of this child,
is ****** right out,
no one can hear her cries and shouts;
  The tears in her blue eyes can't be seen,
thanks to the horror,
of that ******* machine.

The four month old Fetus,
asleep in the Womb;
Is quite unaware,
that her life will end soon.
-
She was the result,
of a one night stand;
The pain that she'll feel,
she'll ne'er understand.
-
The hose from the ******* machine,
grabs onto her hip;
The tears from her pain,
signifies it's
been ripped.
-
She flinches away,
as it grabs her left leg;
It pulls it apart,
in a cold fit of rage.
-
The child's heart,
ceases to beat;
All from the actions,
of that ******* machine.

When I'm sad and lonely,
I go to God in prayer;
I know that He will hear me,
in His Throne Room, He is there.
~
I cast my cares upon Him,
and He listens intently;
He cares about my burdens,
as I cast them at His feet.
~
When my heart is broken,
I go to Him in tears;
"Hush now, my dear child,"
as He takes away my fears.
~
This is how I live my life,
taking one day at a time;
Just knowing God is there for me,
eases my heart and mind.

She walks to grade school,
sack lunch in her hand;
Dressed in old, tattered clothes,
that a Flea Market had.
~
She hangs her head low,
don't want them to see;
The bruise 'neath her eye,
which is now blue and green.
~
Her shoes do not fit,
they're too large for her feet;
So she stumbles along,
then falls to her feet.
~
Since her lunch yesterday,
she's had nothing to eat;
She sheds a small tear,
which runs down her cheek.
~
Children pass by her,
they point as they laugh;
And under her breath,
she lets out a gasp.
~
She despises those bullies,
for the things that they do;
So she quickly runs home,
grabs a gun from Dad's room.
~
She rushes to school,
she'll make them all pay;
So she guns down nine children,
uncontained is her rage.
~
A teacher subdues her,
wrestles her to the ground;
Her killing spree's over,
yet she makes not a sound.
~
Nine children lay dead,
everyone is in shock;
They all learned a lesson,
No one's to be mocked!

They'd stand before a Judge,
their trial would soon begin;
These Saintly men of God's,
would be judged, but once again.
~
The Prosecutor entered the room,
so confident and strong;
Beelzebub, the evil one,
would bring up all their wrongs.
~
He'd point his crooked finger,
and name all their mistakes;
All the failures of their past,
he'd remind these Godly Saints.
~
Then entered the Great Almighty,
the one and only, I AM;"
He would have the victory,
o'er the one who had been ******.
~
The Courtroom doors then opened,
and in walked Jesus Christ;
He would be their Advocate,
disproving Satan's lies.
~
"We all know why we're here,"
Satan grinned in sheer delight;
"To prove these Men of God's,
are imposters of the light."
~
He pointed his crooked finger,
at each one he cheerfully named;
"You see this man before you,
he's lied for his own gain.
~
And this woman is a sinner,
she cheated on her spouse;
She practiced to deceive him,
no remorse did she announce."
~
Now Jesus had enough of him,
so He slowly began to speak;
"You do know, Heavenly Father,
at times all men are weak."
~
God gave Jesus a knowing nod,
for He saw them white as snow;
No sins had they committed,
no sins did their pasts show.

A precious baby,
a wee newborn;
Sing praises to,
the Lord of Lords.
~
His name is Jesus,
the reason He came;
Was to save Mankind,
from their sins and shame.
~
From Heaven above,
He came to Earth;
No other Babe,
held so much worth.
~
Wrapped in swaddling clothes,
in a Manger He lay;
His life would be,
the price He'd pay.
~
As this child grew,
into a man;
He taught and preached,
of God's, great plan.
~
Some followed Him,
some turned away;
Yet He loved us all,
anyway.
~
He offered Salvation,
to all who received;
By dying upon,
a Dogwood Tree.
~
He shed His Blood,
upon the Cross;
T'was an act that came,
at a very, high cost.
~
Praise you, my Jesus,
the great King of Kings;
You truly are what,
Christmastime means!

Upon this Easter morning,
celebrate what it stands for;
Jesus rose up from the dead,
the Grave held Him no more.
~
The Devil watched the Tomb,
where Jesus' body was kept;
The first two nights he gloated,
sure of Jesus' death.
~
But when the third day came,
Satan knew Jesus arose;
He shook in utter terror,
from his head down to his toes.
~
Jesus was the Conquerer,
and Satan lost that day;
So please remember Easter,
and keep it in its' way.

I don't have all the answers,
why we don't talk or touch;
I think that we, would both agree,
it's becoming just too much.
~
We never hold each other's hand,
the way we use to do;
We never kiss each other, "Bye,"
as if we have the Flu.
~
We rarely say, "I love you,"
nor give hugs anymore;
And we always seem so sad,
when we walk through the front door.
~
We both ignore the other,
this happens all day long;
We don't communicate because,
everything we'd say is wrong.
~
When we go to bed at night,
we never say, "Goodnight;"
We're nothing more then roomates,
who are living seperate lives.
~
We both keep our own distance,
as if we're miles apart;
It seems we're always, "Butting Heads,"
just like we **** our hearts.
~
The two of us aren't happy,
what are we going to do;
Perhaps it's time, to realize,
this relationship is through.

"Goodbye John or Amy,
though I know you can't hear;"
"But I really can Mommy,
with my tiny ears."
~
"I think this is better,
this thing I must do;"
"Better for me,
or easier on you?"
~
"I don't think you'll feel it,
'cause you're not alive;"
"If you believe that,
you're living a lie."
~
"Here comes the Doctor,
this shouldn't take long;"
"Don't let them **** me,
I've done nothing wrong."
~
"Are you positive Doctor,
it won't feel a thing;"
"The pain is intense,
from that ******* machine."
~
"Is it almost over,
I've somewhere to go;"
"It pulled off my leg,
and it went up that hole."
~
"I hope you know,
it's for the best;
"You got your wish,
it's crushing my chest."
~
"Thank God it's over,
my life can go on;"
There was now, no child,
no voice to respond.

There is no greater love,
then found in Jesus Christ;
Because of His great love,
He sacrificed His life.
-
Throughout the years He lived,
He never once did sin;
He healed the Lame and Blind,
taught people to forgive.
-
No evil thought did He once think,
no foul words from His mouth;
Yet there were those mocked Him,
and those who lived in doubt.
-
He took all of our sins,
and claimed them as His own;
Upon the Cross He hung,
He felt so all alone.
-
He came to die for all of us,
to give eternal life;
He did all this to save us,
to save all of Mankind.

I do not wish,
to ever be touched;
For the pain
spills out,
it's simply too much.
-
Touches make me feel,
***** and confused;
Since I was but a child,
of maybe one or two.
-
They robbed me of my innosence,
they robbed me of my youth;
In the dark of the night,
in my dingy little
room.
-
The nightmares unfolded,
until I was nine;
They invaded my privacy,
stole a chunk of my life.

For all that I am,
and all I will be;
God has a great plan,
and a purpose for me.
~
While the Earth, still void,
I was on His mind;
As He was creating,
this (One of a kind.)
~
I am special indeed,
God formed me this way;
He was the Potter,
and I was the Clay.
~
In His own image,
I was made to be;
Unlike any other,
I'm completely unique.

There are numerous, wicked men,
who are nothing more than fiends;
And each one of them work,
in a place known as D. C.
~
Each morning they will donn,
their expensive, silky suits;
To see just how much damage,
these brood of snakes can do.
~
Then off to work they'll go,
with a smirk upon their face;
They call themselves, "Successful,"
I call them a "Disgrace."
~
These vile creatures of habit,
will vote on "Do-Nothing Bills;"
That will serve to weaken our Country,
upon that treacherous Hill.
~
Then home to their cozy Mansions,
they'll return at the days' end;
Daring to call us their, "Leaders,"
daring to call us their, "Friends."

You and I are different,
not cut from the same cloth;
We **** heads everyday now,
both wanting to be the boss.
~
You have your set of interests,
and I have my own too;
Together we are night and day,
things we have in common are few.
~
We simply have no chemistry,
and a lack of passion we share;
The tension felt between us both,
lingers heavily in the air.
~
It's not often we see "eye-to-eye,"
so we happen to clash every time;
For when you're angry, you explode,
while I simply sit there and cry.
~
Pain we've both dealt ourselves,
is not easy for us to forget;
It holds us down like an Anchor,
and we drown on our own regrets.
~
No longer can we feel our love,
that use to stick like glue;
Perhaps it died, along with trust,
each one of us once knew.

Tinsel, bows, lights, and gifts,
this is a part, of what Christmas is;
Carolers, shopping, and bright Candy Canes,
T'was never the reason, our Lord Jesus came.
~
A tree, wrapping paper, and green Mistletoe,
Christmas cartoons, that they always show;
A feast, baking cookies, and stockings to fill,
does not acknowledge, that Jesus is real.
~
Santa Clause, Elves, and plenty of cheer,
counting the days, 'til Christmas draws near;
Bells ringing, mittens, and flying Reindeer,
does not signify, that Jesus was here.
~
What is the reason, for this Holiday,
when families gather, to all celebrate;
They'll open their presents, on this Christmas Morn,
not giving a thought, to why Jesus was born.
~
Yet on this glorious time of the year,
please don't forget why Jesus was here;
He came to live, and be Sacrificed,
He did this all, for all of Mankind!

Upon this Easter morning,
celebrate what it stands for;
Jesus rose up from the dead,
the Grave held Him no more.
~
The Devil watched the Tomb,
where Jesus' body was kept;
The first two nights he gloated,
sure of Jesus' death.
~
But when the third day came,
Satan knew Jesus arose;
He shook in utter terror,
from his head down to his toes.
~
Jesus was the Conquerer,
and Satan lost that day;
So please remember Easter,
and keep it in its' way.

If I had known the future,
and all that it entailed;
I would never go, down those same roads,
that lead me straight to Hell.
~
If I had known the heartaches,
which many times I've faced;
I'd run and hide, deep down inside,
in a place that's sound and safe.
~
If I'd have known what love is,
I may have loved much more;
But I didn't know, how to let it show,
never knowing what love is for.
~
If I were but a child again,
and attention I  yearned to seek;
I may have become, much different than some,
but all I became was me.

I don't want to get out of bed,
I have no reason at all;
I'd rather lay here, all day long,
basking within these four walls.
~
Nothing seems to interest me,
I'm much too sad to enjoy;
And everything I use to love,
I now can't find any joy.
~
Everything seems quite useless,
a darkness wells up in me;
I can not find a glimpse of hope,
"Oh please everyone, let me be!"
~
But they harp upon my sadness,
I'm ready to just give up;
What is the point of living,
when I've taken far too much?

When you hear the Thunder rolling,
and you're in the eye of your storm;
You can always take your refuge,
in the mighty name of the Lord.
~
When the lightning flashes brightly,
and you don't think you're prepared;
Just reach out for His hand,
in your whirlpool of despair.
~
When the sheets of rain are deafening,
and they cause you fear inside;
Go stand by the mighty Mountain,
in the blessed name of Christ.
~
When the rain turns into hail,
and you don't know what to do;
Just call upon our Savior,
and He will comfort you.
~
He'll take you by the hand,
and calm your frightened Soul;
He'll always hold you tightly,
He'll never let you go!

I just don't understand, Satan very well;
He gave up everything he had,
to secure a place in Hell.
-
He began as a beautiful Angel,
then sin crept in his heart;
He wished to be, just like God,
so the Father yelled, "Depart!"
-
He took one- third of the Angels,
as they all fell from the sky;
And as they all were falling,
it looked like sheeds of black ice.
-
Into the fiery furnace,
the Demons were all thrown;
For what you surely reap,
you will ultimately sow!

I write because I love to,
I write because it's me;
I do not write for fortune,
or much publicity.
~
I write from my own heart,
the words just seem to flow;
I write to make  a difference,
I write to give men hope.
~
I write because I'm called to,
by my Father, up above;
I write to spread my words,
I write to spread my love.

In the darkness hours of my life,
I see things that aren't there;
A belt becomes a snake,
I hear voices everywhere-
I have no sense of direction,
I bump into everything;
The walls, the cabinets, the furniture,
I'm bruised  from head to feet.
-
Clothes that are in my closet,
become Monsters in disguise;
I fear they will jump out at me,
and scare me out of life.
-
I won't look in the mirror,
too afraid of what I'll see;
Will there be a Troll or Demon,
staring back at me?
-
I have no feelings on my skin,
I'm as numb as I can be; Still  I can feel creeping things,
crawling over me.
-
How long will I have to
face,
this nightmare I am in;
Not until I get a 'script,
for my priceless Klonopin.

I feel a need, deep down inside,
if only from it, I could hide;
It starts with just, a tiny knaw,
before I know it, it snowballs.
~
It's not a feeling of deep despair,
but rather, a feeling that no one cares;
It starts deep down, begins to grow,
before I know it, I feel old.
~
There are no meds. to ease my mind,
no quick fix, for this heart of mine;
Something's amiss, inside of me,
I do not know, what it could be.

My RIGHTEOUSNESS, like filthy rags,
weighed heavily on my mind;
I BID my Lord to take the weight,
for I knew He would in time.
~
A quiet KNOCK on my heart's door,
I answered it right away;
T'was my Jesus, standing there,
in His SANCTIFICATION ways.

JUSTIFICATION He brought to me,
the moment I opened the door;
Satan would BUFFET me each day,
when Jesus became my Lord.
~
When Satan threw his NET out,
trying to LURE me in;
His plan, it failed quite miserably,
this QUACK, who was nothing but sin.
~
My Jesus, He gave me a hug,
it showed His love and CARE;
I knew He would never leave me,
for my God is just and fair.

To all of you,
I want to say;
Thank you for bringing,
Sunshine my way.
~
The comments you leave,
truly makes my day;
I no longer feel,
my words are in vain.
~
I do not write,
for compliments;
I write for all,
the ones' depressed.
~
And what I pen,
is from my heart;
I have no other,
place to start.
~
So thank you all,
for encouraging me;
Sometimes that's all,
I ever need.

When I think of what, a Mother is;
You are at
the top,
of the most special list.
-
Your touch is as soft,
as a fluffy, white cloud;
I'm always Blessed,
when you are around.
-
You always have time,
to spend with me;
You certainly are,
a Blessing indeed.
-
So on this Merry Christmas Mom,
I wish I could give you,
more than this song;
I'd give you the World, I'd give you the Stars,
and I'd help you to see,
how special you are.