The heart does not come alive until it is touched by love. It’s only function is as a pump with which to supply the body with what it needs. But when life brings love to fill it and it begins to beat for others, it finds it’s way. It can be hard as nails but when touched by love it softens and becomes complete. It is pliable in the hands of God. It finds it’s true purpose which is to give life to the giver of that love and the receiver of that love. It chooses that person as it’s own.That is love-to be enjoyed and cherished. This is life-to be fulfilled and wondrously give by God. Romans 8:28 says, And this we know that all things work together for good to those who love God and are called according to His purpose.
We are the Seed
We are the seed that decides the harvest around us. St. Basil said, “A good deed is never lost; He who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love.”Galatians 6: 7, 9 says…..For whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. and let us not be weary in well-doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not. (KJV). My prayer for today is that I sow peace to reap contentment, mercy to reap forgiveness, courage to reap honor, and patience with love to reap eternity in Heaven. Amen
Lost in the Shadows
Lost in the shadows of time
Beyond all care
Moments becoming only memories
Of broken dreams
Fragments of lost days and nights
Lifting up the remnants of many yesterdays
Finding only empty places left unfilled
Dots and dashes of no more
Seeking what never was to be.
Waiting
FBO 11/14/19
Not long ago in a faraway land
I call my mind
I had dreams and promises in place
Then life shook them to the ground
Like overripe fruit
Now they lay beyond time and space
Not knowing if they will survive the fall
How did I get to this place of always waiting?
Why must I wait, and wait, and wait?
Will I have to search beneath the leaves of Autumn
For seeds of faith to believe again before winter’s chill
How will I know when the wait is over?
Will bells chime and whistles blow
In acknowledgement of it’s end?
Can the clouds of doubt be blown away
By simply believing I can survive the storm?
No answers are forthcoming
No phone calls or texts that will give me hope
My heart is programed to expect less
So it won’t hurt anymore
But still it waits, and waits, and waits
Maybe in the morning I’ll know
So I’m waiting for the answers
That will shore up the dreams.
Pages
I guess it is time to watch life turn some pages
Nothing stays the same and life moves on
It’s not content to hover amidst broken dreams
On crinkled paper and faded print
Sentences rewrite themselves
As promises drift away
Hope tries to hang on as best it can
But tires so easily with it’s loss of strength
Believing and doubt walk together on this path
What will the story say on the last page?
With the final line printed for all to read
I know, it will say, “The End” and close the book.
New Poems About Everything
I have written over 100 new poems in the last two years. So I will be putting them on here. Hope you like them.
Quiet Thoughts
In the darkness of our minds
We search and seek to find
Old memories of much happier times
Like yellow song birds and wind-blown chimes
Quiet thoughts ease my mind-please do
With pretty flowers and morning dew
Crystal raindrops and sunset hues
Quiet thoughts, Dear God, of You.
Memories
Well I went with my oldest daughter today for doctor appointments and buying school clothes plus supplies for two of my grandchildren who have ADHD. Thankfully Wal-Mart and the doctor’s office was only two blocks from each other. I say this because after we (Grandfather, Grand-daughter, and I) dropped off Mother and Grandson at his appointment, Grand-daughter was hungry so I said we would just take her to a place to eat in Wal-mart while they were at the doctor’s office. Grandson’s appointment was at 1:00 0’clock and thought hers was at 2:00 but no found out hers was at 3:00 so we had plenty of time. We found this out after we took her back for her’s at 2:00. The Grandson was hungry so we took him back to Wal-mart along with the mother so they could eat. Mother decided to buy school clothes and supplies while we were there so she wouldn’t have to go after the appointments, so she didn’t eat. Five minutes was all she had before Granddaughter’s appointment and Mother was just checking out with a basket of school supplies. I told her to go have Grandfather take her and Granddaughter to their next appointment and I would check out for her. She said,”But , Mama, (She does’t call me Mother) I may not have enough money to pay for everything!” I told her that I would take up the slack! Grandson and I stayed at the store while Grandfather ran Mother and Grand-daughter back to the doctor’s appointment. She had left me her money that she had which was more than enough. Grandfather came back so Grandson and I took her stuff out to the truck and since we had another hour to wait, we went back in to do some shopping of our own. Grandfather found shirts for $3.00 apiece and Grandson wanted a locking pencil box so I had to get Granddaughter something or she would have a fit, even though her Mother had just spent a small fortune on her. Their Mother called finally to say they were ready. Grandfather went to get them so she could come back and eat plus buy their school shoes which she didn’t get the first time around. Grandfather and I waited in the restaurant while she took them to get their shoes and some things she needed for her and Father. She had a list. We waited, and waited, and waited. Finally I called her to see how long it was going to be and the first thing out of her mouth was, “Come and get her!” The pop we gave her must have kicked in lol! Mother was beside herself! Finally it was time to go home. Mother wouldn’t let us stop and get root beer floats on the way home. She said she had a headache and just needed her coffee. I forgot to mention that the appointments were in another state an hour and a half away from where we live. So if she wasn’t stopping for floats she would just have to wait on her coffee although we were dieing for a cup ourselves. About ten miles from home I had her call the kid’s Father to have coffee ready when we got home. Grandfather hadn’t had his nap yet so after coffee he went to sleep while I decided to write this little bit of news. I call it ‘Memories’ because I have been transported back to the first day of school when my five year old son (He turns 41 this month) looked so precious in his new school clothes, and my oldest daughter (the kid’s Mother) four years later with her pretty little dress and new shoes, then my youngest daughter four years after that in blue jeans but still a classy little girl. Each one carrying their treasure of pencils and paper and a box of crayolas. The amount of school supplies these Grandkids needed was beyond belief! We have come a long way as far as education and I do not begrudge any teacher for having help with the teaching process especially with all the budget cuts and political woes of the day. I know most of these teachers supply many more things that aren’t even on the lists and God bless them all with courage and wisdom to teach in todays world. I was just walking through some old memories before I became Grandmother of nine and Great-grandmother of two. I don’t believe I’ll go next year. I will just sit at home and remember this year with my cup of coffee and Grandfather-smiling to myself.
Life is a Leveler
This poem came out of a time when my life had been put on hold to help others and harsh words had hurt me deep within my spirit but Jesus had my back and helped me through this trying time.
Life is a leveler
And seeks it’s own
Then wants more
Emptying my soul of joy
When the stress gets to bad
I stumble in the darkness
Tripping over my own thoughts
What else do I have-
That is worth the fight?
Do I hang on to this?
Or let go of that?
Will it matter in the end?
What will I do-
When I finally break?
Will anyone care?
And put me together again?
Words maybe if soft and sweet
Could be just the thing
That is needed to fix my heart
Love seems to be the thin veil
Used to cover up the cause
I evidently did or said
Something that was wrong
When everything is finally done
And all the lights go out
Will joy come back out of the dark
And caress me in the night?
Hope Abound
Words of love are spoken
When acts of love do meet
Hearts are fulfilled-not broken
When words and acts do meet
Cheerful cries float on the air
Made by children dark and fair
Hope abound and tarry there
Keep them from all worldly care
Time does have a plan for everything
All laid out very carefully
But alas not a soul can see
What the results are meant to be
So, hope abound and tarry here
Make us part of the plan
To take us up to that holy sphere
Where God will walk with His created man.