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18
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December
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2009
Posted in : Inspiration, Poetry
Two become one so the journey begins
Hand in hand, their love knows no end
Beautifully created for each to behold
Treasured, adored, more priceless than gold
Father’s will their sole desire
Hearts responding to a Higher Power
Wherever He leads, gladly they’ll go
His footsteps to follow & selfishness forgo
Child arrives, an answer to prayer
Joy unmeasured, beyond compare
He plus She now equal three
Any greater love, could there be?
Touching lives, doing His will
Working hard, the Gospel to fulfill
Loving unconditionally, judgment not cast
Arms of compassion embrace those wounded by the past
Hearts grow heavy burdened with care
Cries of an orphan echo through the air
Abandoned, forsaken, cloaked in despair
“Who will rescue me from this hopeless snare?”
With ‘More Love to Give’ three become four
His grace is sufficient to open all doors
What is impossible to those who believe?
Nothing, My Child, if you’ll only trust Me!
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09
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November
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2009
Posted in : Inspiration, Poetry
Winter fades to spring, sunbeams thaw the ground
New life bursts forth, splashing color all-around
Darkness dissolves, giving way to light
Hope returns, locking out the night
Purpose chosen long ago
Roadblocks forcing journey to slow
Rocky path, presently clear
Gaining momentum, losing fear
Crooked trail now set straight
Gaze locked forward, moving, steady gait
Forgetting those things that lie behind
Looking ahead, clear vision, sound mind
Mission rekindled, heart restored
Eyes on You, Precious Lord
Excitement mounts, journey resumes
Destination unknown, faith in full bloom
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17
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October
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2009
Posted in : Inspiration
Sweetly scented pine trees glisten with dew, sun kissed daisies dot grassy hills, as orange breasted wrens flutter in the gentle breeze; early morning rays bounce off the landscape, creating a perfect portrait. The serenity of the meadow echoes through the surrounding terrain, calling softly, “Come, come.” Rosy cheeked and breathless two youngsters arrive at the meadow’s edge, stopping suddenly, awestruck by the startling beauty. Wide eyed with wonder, they ponder the magnitude of their Father’s gift. Exploding into peals of laughter they scamper through the meadow, exploring their new surroundings. Comfortable that Daddy is nearby, the gleeful children frolic innocently; naively unaware that danger lurks just beyond the tree line. Their adolescent hearts believe nothing bad can happen, for Daddy is ever present, watching. Secure in the realm of His protection they unknowingly wonder beyond their safe abode. Sensing an atmospheric change the boy halts mid step. Grabbing his sister’s hand, he covers her mouth, silencing an escaping scream. His eyes dart about scanning the shadows for clues. Heart thudding loudly, he spots the intruder. The sinister monster stares malevolently at the frightened pair. Hunger contorts the monster’s visage, how he longs to devour them. Saliva drips from his jowls as he contemplates the situation. The uncontaminated children would provide a nourishing meal for his emaciated form. And yet, the monster hesitates. The prospective prey carries distinctive markings; they are children of the King and by royal edict, off limits. Though the cunning monster is prohibited from consuming them, he pounces with a deafening roar. Shrieking, the children sprint back to the meadow, but not quickly enough. Enraged, the monster’s razor claws strike little sister’s unprotected back. Falling into her brother’s arms, numbing blackness overtakes her body. He struggles to safety as the monster ceases pursuit. Unseen by either child, Father stands at the perimeter, protecting them from further attack. Sister awakens to Father’s tender ministration of her wounds. He lovingly admonishes the children for wondering away, while granting forgiveness to their repentant hearts. Gathering both in an affectionate embrace the trio sets off for home.
