His Love is Sure

In church I sit alone, upon a pew
And wonder what it is I am to do.
I feel despair, no hopes, no dreams;
This life is not what it had seemed.

There are others, in this same room,
Yet no one can remove this sense of doom
That fills my soul, my heart, my mind.
Lord, help me please some peace to find.

A picture suddenly fills my thoughts;
Reminds me of things I have been taught
Once, long ago, when just a child,
About a man, so meek and mild.

He came to earth, a humble man
to help fulfill God's wondrous plan.
He showed the way for me to live
And gave for me all he could give.

Christ in Gethsemane, on bended knee;
Pleading, agonizing, suffering silently.
Willingly he suffers grief and pain
To bring to pass my eternal gain

His love is sure, his teachings true
And I am given hope, I know what to do.
Have faith, be strong, have courage still
And pray to know my Father's will.

He will not leave me, of that I know
I must remember that he will show
The way to go, though it will be rough.
He leads the way....it is enough.

The Journey

Our journey is long with many delays.
The path is narrow; a rocky way.
Our faith may lack, our hopes grow dim,
But conquer we will, as we trust in Him.

Though times are hard, we forge ahead;
Facing with courage the pain we dread.
The Savior guides and carries us forward,
Helping us gain an eternal reward.

Each step we take brings us closer to God.
Only He truly knows the pathway we've trod.
And as we reach toward the final crest,
We understand how we have been blessed!

As we look back on the way we've come
We see the Savior who has helped us home.
He waits with others who have traveled as well
To reach mansions in Heaven, hoping there to dwell.

The pathway is clear now, beauty all around
As we enter that holy and sacred ground.
Our loved ones are there, their arms open wide
To welcome us home to forever abide.

Our Lord draws us near, his arms circle round.
Our hearts swell with gratitude that we were found
Worthy; that we gave life our best
He whispers his welcome into His eternal rest.

I am grateful...

The road is long, with many a winding turn....and yet it is so amazingly beautiful.
The vista before me is breathtaking. The view behind me is equally so.
I have climbed above the valley and as I look back I no longer see
the marshes, muck, and mire that I know are there.
I see instead the beauty of the journey.

I have learned so much and the most important lesson I have learned is to always be grateful. Without gratitude, I have nothing, for I would forget to see
those things I have and would see instead what I am lacking.
I lack nothing.
My needs are met.
I am grateful.

The compensatory blessings I have received have been immeasurable.
My children and I have been greatly blessed by the hand of the Lord.
That is not to say it has been easy, but it definitely has been worth it.
The Lord has always put me where I need to be to benefit from His tender mercies.
He loves me still...

Nature's Embrace

Nature's Embrace

I stand on the deck and watch the inky waves lap against the rocky shore.
The sun set hours ago and the moon has risen to its full splendor.
The rhythm of the waves lulls me into a trance; nostalgic and mellow.
A soft breeze rustles through the trees, playing gently with my hair,
Wrapping its gentle arms about me.

The night enfolds me and calls to the darker part of my soul;
A part that has been boarded up to avoid the pain.
But in nature's safe embrace I am able to let the pain escape,
To fill my eyes with tears, my heart with grief, as I feel,
Feel the raw emotion.

The waves, the breeze, the moon, all stay constant,
Neither neglecting nor acknowledging that I am there
But instead allowing my pain to join them in their beauty.
For it is beauty to feel such pain. In order to feel the pain
One must have first felt such joy.

And so, for a few moments the pain dances with nature and then is spent,
Ready to be put away for another time and place.
The waves lull again, the breeze caresses, and the moon shows the way
To a brighter place. And I am soothed.
My heart can find comfort once again.