Just Talk

Let’s talk of things that used to be

About days and memories of long ago

About everything just you and me

And bring them forth, remember the snow?

Our hearts will return to those yesteryears

Especially the time we parted

Even though filled with many tears

We clung to the dreams we had started

We will discuss how life had other plans

Remembering each and every day

How we were in God’s hands

Even though we had to go a separate way

Now time has brought us to this place

Of memories about our special walk

And even though we aren’t face to face

We can dream again and just talk.

Heart Songs

The tune of the heart song

Is soft and sweet

Most of the time yet

It can be sad and lonesome

With tearful strains

Happy and hopeful

From day to day or

Stirring long ago memories

That bring tears of regret

Searching the cords for

The just right note

To soothe the pains of loss

And emptiness away

Having to make hard choices can

Burden down the melody

And make it not so soothing

To hear once more

Life picks the rhythm and carries

The beat from another time

We must listen closely if we want

To hear the message

For in the heart song

Only love can read the notes

Played for the special someone

That wrote the words in the first place

And sing within the soul

And love will listen.

Cries in the Night

Cries in the night from sorrow and grief

For a love that was lost in time

We did not plan to be parted

So we didn’t count the cost

Broken hearts beating no longer as one

Tarnished and bruised and all alone

Accountable only to God now

All our plans were undone

We did not know we couldn’t have each other

So the tears have continued to fall

Weeping eyes tell the tale

Letting go will be the hardest of all

Why were we brought together again?

Just to be torn apart by what’s right

Paths traveled have led us here

Still separate yet maybe together someday

In eternal life.

Touched By Love

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.

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.

No Longer Apart

Above the world

I can see every tree

Across the lane

He is waiting for me

I am coming my love

I’ll soon be there

To touch your face

And that crown of white hair

You’ll hold me close

Then whispering low

Tell me you love me and

How you’ve missed me so

I can’t wait to see you

Feel the beat of your heart

Eternally grateful

We are no longer apart.

 

His Love’s Embrace

I saw the Son of Man

Walking down a dusty road

Carrying on His shoulders

Such a heavy load

I whispered in awe

That sweet holy Name

The One, the angels

All proclaimed

Then with a nail-scared hand

Of love

He beckoned me to come

I felt the warmth

Of His embrace

As I met the Son of God

Face to face.

 

A Faraway Land

I dream of a faraway beautiful land

A place that is majestic and grand

With gates of pearls and jasper stone

I dream of a mansion that is all my own

With airy rooms so light and free

Surrounded by a brillant crystal sea

I dream of my Savior’s beautiful face

Who will come and take me to this holy place

For He has promised and will keep His Word

I dream of His white horse and flaming sword

The angels singing harmony across the skies

As He removes the evil with its tormented cries

I dream of going to my eternal place in glory

For I believed the Bible’s old, old story

Now I dream that all will heed the warning

And get right with God before the morning

He will split the Eastern sky with lightning bright

It will not be a dream visiting you in the night

I invite you to go with me to that beautiful faraway land.

 

 

 

 

 

An Anniversary Poem

Fifty years have come and gone

Since you said your ‘I Do’s’

Confessing your love-becoming as one

Happy and blessed with love so true.

Joy came that precious day long ago

When God joined you as bride and groom

You have always been able to show

How smiles can light up a room.

Blessed by the Father to be Mom and Dad

Sheltering and caring with each new day

Giving all the love that you had

To guide, to teach, in your own special way.

Times were sometimes hard and tough

Others were sweet and good

Through everything your love was enough

You always did the best that you could.

Today as these sweet memories come back to you

With recollections of how your love stood the test

Have a ‘Happy Anniversary,’ and remember this too

God, along with all of us,  do wish you only the best.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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