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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.
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.
In the presence of my Dear Friend
No sin can stand-all torment ends
Forever grateful to walk this way
His Resurrection power has come to stay
Battles have been fought to set me free
Defeat is no longer a choice for me
Anger and hate have met the mighty Foe
Rejection and self-pity have been told to go
Rage went on down it’s tormenting road
Shame had to release it’s terrible hold
Oh! Wonderful Risen Glorious King!
Let the anthems of Your praises ring!
Beautiful rapture fills my soul
By Your mercy I’ve been made whole!
It is finished! It is done!
In the Presence of the Holy One!
Sunlight sparkles on morning dew
Robins sing sweet chords so true
Gentle breezes seem to say
Arise, Dear Child, it’s your wedding day.
Clouds are whispering-dancing free
This wonderous day is just for thee
Old hurts are gone, all is new
So, Arise Dear Child, this song’s for you.
Roses and orchids, their sweet smell send
Lilacs waving like a welcomed friend
Joined this day by a golden braid
Arise, Dear Child, be not afraid.
Glory sings in angelic praise
Your hearts as one to the Father you’ll raise
With holy hands from Heaven above
He will bless this union with eternal love.
So, Arise, Dear Child, take your place
With love and mercy, goodness and grace
Side by side you will step before His throne
Never again to walk alone.
When dawn wakes the morning skies
And darkness is no more
We will face whatever is in our lives
With faith we cannot ignore
Knowing that sad tears will not fill our eyes
Just joy and true happiness galore
When dawn wakes the morning skies
And darkness is no more.
A river goes roaring by
Rushing swiftly on
A tree reaches for the sky
Yearning for the sun
A cloud floats into horizon’s eye
Dancing and dodging
Having its fun
Birds soar on the wind’s whispered sigh
Drifting and gliding
Until they are done
A mountain looms over all so high
Guarding and watching
As day draws nigh.
A lazy day of drifting snow
Curled up within my mind
Each thought, each memory
As different as the flakes themselves
Where was I when I first knew,
What snow could do for the mind?
Was it when I was a child of long ago?
Did I make snow angels?
I don’t remember any more
Were snowball fights a part of my youth?
I remember I had to work
Water needed to be carried
Animals had to be fed
Snow covered hay for the cattle
New hay had to be strewn
I remember cold hands without gloves
Did I play between chores?
I built the morning fire in the old wood stove
Carried in more wood and kindling
Making the coffee for the grown-ups
Was a must do for me
Nine children were cared for
I was one of six that went to school
Two and a baby stayed home
Did they play in the snow?
I don’t remember seeing snow angels
When I got home-took care of them
Had more chores to do-cooking ,cleaning
Dishes to do-then homework
Seems like something always had to be done
I remember looking out of the window
After I had gone to bed
Snow was falling-had it erased the day?
I don’t know was I old before my time?
Where was I when the effect of it’s softness
Made its way into my soul, my thoughts?
I remember being tired, but happy and content
Was I comforted like now by it’s beauty
I don’t remember-but it doesn’t matter
I have this beautiful day of lazy snow
As I curl up within my mind
Can’t stay long though-still have chores to do.
The voices are stilled within my mind
Where are they hiding?
Silence like soft cotton is all I hear
Never have they been this quiet
I do not trust them-
They always try to be heard
One may be whining
While another cries in dismay
Why is anger not screaming
Causing it’s usual turmoil?
What has happened to shame and regret?
Where are their voices of condemnation?
Why are they so quite?
Then I heard the reason
He is here! That still Small Voice
That hushes all others
My sweet Friend and Comforter-
The Holy Spirit has come
He abides within
The other voices may try to yell
Their cruel barbs
But the One Who calms the storms
Over the wind-swept seas
Has stilled my strife and fears
He has put confusion away from me
And I am at peace again.
The future danced
Beyond my thoughts
He had said, “Come Sunday,
We would be together again-
Just hang on to the hope ahead.”
Then it happened!
I said the wrong thing
Stress exploded
Shattering the promise
Rivers of regret flooded my soul
Tears watered my pillow
As I waited-broken and alone
Haunting questions
Would he forgive? Is he okay?
Already hurt by the grief of loss
Making arrangements
Through the cords of pain
Others imposing their will
Taking away his right to be
Wasn’t that what I had done?
So I watched for him
Waiting, listening, not knowing
Praying his words would come true
For he had said, “Come Sunday,
We would be together again.”
Friday brought him close enough
To see him briefly
And to say words shrouded
In the sadness of broken dreams
Then a phone call, a glimmer of hope
And I said, “We didn’t make it to Sunday did we?”
He asked in a voice as broken as mine
“Do you want to make it to Sunday?”
“Oh, Yes!” I cried. “Come see me when you can.”
My heart soared on wings of love
As on Saturday, God showed us forgiving grace
“Come Sunday” and my love was here!”
I had asked God for a miracle today
But the answer had not come
I had cried out in my selfish way
Expecting Him to jump and run
Where is my miracle? I need You so!
I have asked in the Lord’s Name
Dear God, why are You being so slow?
Everything is just the same!
As I was crying out to Him
A little girl called my name
And with a smile as bright as the sun
Through the door she came.
And God said, “There is your miracle today.”
Then my oldest daughter came through that door
Upset with the things of the day
As I smiled at her, this child I adore
She gave me a kiss as she went on her way
And God said, “There is your miracle today.”
My wonderful husband and son
Came through that very same door
Smiling and laughing, having such fun
Making my heart and spirit soar
And God said, “There is your miracle today.”
Dear God I ask forgiveness for my selfish thoughts
And with a humble heart I pray
Never let me forget the grace by which I was bought.
And God Said, “There is your miracle today!”
byheavenslight 