Monday, August 24, 2009

Night Dance



So many stars are shining,
Like diamonds strung up high,
Silhouettes and pirouettes..
Dancing in the sky.
Can you hear the music?
Playing light and fair.
Close your eyes, and drift in love.
Jesus dances there.

Someday I’ll dance with Him.
Safe within His arms.
Free from all the snares of life,
All the worldly charms.
Time will have no meaning.
Pain will have no place.
Children will be dancing too.
Joy on every face.

So many stars are shining,
Like diamonds strung up high,
Silhouettes and pirouettes..
Dancing in the sky.
Can you hear the music?
Playing light and fair.
Close your eyes, and drift in love.
Jesus dances there.


Elizabeth

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Shine


Some days the world can seem so harsh,
and other times so cool.
Hard to find the reason,
or some meaning to it all.

Then I think of Jesus,
and know that I am fine.
He never said it would be easy,
for the Ones He stamped with‘Mine’.

I think of all we did to Him.
All the pain endured.
Just because He loves me so,
and then I am assured.

I may stumble on the road sometimes,
Fall flat on my face.
But here’s the deal,
My God is real,
and I will run this race.

More than here,
much more than now,
more than any mortal soul.
I live in service to my Lord,
His Glory,
Is the goal.

So bring it on,
My God is strong.
The Almighty.
King of Kings.
I will go on smiling,
Whatever life may bring.

We still have mountains yet to climb.
Oceans yet to part.
Sunshine in the midst of all.
Where God shines in my heart.

Peace amidst the turmoil.
Joy within the sorrow.
Grace to wash away the dirt,
and His Promise,
In tomorrow.
Elizabeth
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Galations 4:28,
‘Now we ,brethren, as Isaac was, are the children of promise.’

Of Love


It isn’t really complicated.
Love, is love, is love.
Nothing very hard to do.
A Gift from God above.
Of no denomination.
No color and no class.
Just love so pure and beautiful,
that’s all that my God asks.

Come to the table as you are.
God will pour the wine.
God will shape the vessel.
Off shoots of the vine.

Wealth is not in money.
Righteousness no cost
Religion is not Sunday.
Love is for the lost.

Love is for the broken.
Love is for the weak.
Love is for the dirty.
Love is how God speaks.

It isn’t for the chosen few.
The world has made it so.
but,
Love, is love, is love, is love.
His Spirit, and His Glow.

Open up the frightened heart.
Give them eyes to see.
Ears to hear, a song to sing.
Jesus died for me.

It isn’t really complicated.
Love, is love, is love.
Nothing very hard to do.
A Gift from God above.
Of no denomination
No color and no class
Just love so pure and beautiful
That’s all that my God asks.
Elizabeth

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John 15:12,
'This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you'
--------------------------- Jesus.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Side By Side


There are no monsters here sweet child.
No cause for any running wild.
No cause to fight.
No cause to hide.
Just Love,
and Patience.
Side by side.

There are no demons hiding here.
No reason to be full of fear.
It’s even safe to shed a tear.
Let go, let be.
Love lives here,
and Patience.
Side by side

Four years old with all that pain.
A brother never seen again.
and all those memories remain.
Beatings, constant ,stinging rain.
Not one moment God ordained.
But someday,
I pray,
Love will Reign,
and Patience.
Side by side.
Elizabeth

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Matthew 18:5
'But whoso shall recieve one such little child in my name recieveth me.'


Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Mondays


"Mondays are always hard," she said.
Children up, and out of bed.
Wash, and eat, to start the day.
On the way to school we pray,

'Help my children to succeed,
guide their actions, fill their needs.'
Kisses, waves, backpacks swinging.
Wonder what the world is bringing?

The radio plays Christian song.
Rejoicing as she drives along.
So grateful for 'Commuter Space,'
to Worship, pray, and feel His Grace.

Another role begins to play,
'Maestra', Teacher for the day.
Twenty little faces stare,
hoping someone, somewhere cares.
'Jesus fill me, let me be,
all the things You need from me.'

Five p.m. and head for home,
wondering about 'her own'.
"How was your day?" and,
"Who needs what?"
That cup of coffee hit the spot.

Dinner, Homework,
baths and bed.
Prayers and kisses 'Sleepy Head.'

A quiet ending to her day.
Time to read, and write, and pray.
Time to 'Stop', reflect, refill.
Searching out The Fathers Will.

Thankfully, she climbs in bed.
"Mondays are always hard," she said.
Elizabeth

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Footsteps


Guide my footsteps, Lord I pray.
Lest I fall, when ere I stray.
In every place, to give my all,
to You.

You are the Potter, and I am the clay.
Help me Dear Jesus, to stay in this day.
Sometimes so hard to be still.
All about learning.
My heart is yearning,
to know more of You and Your Will.

Guide my footsteps, Lord I pray.
Lest I fall. when ere I stray.
In every place, to give my all,
to You.

Where are You leading me,
Where are You needing me?
Sometimes so hard to discern.
All about learning
My heart is yearning,
In all things where You are concerned

Guide my footsteps, Lord I pray.
Lest I fall. when ere I stray.
In every place, to give my all,
to You.

Amen.
Elizabeth

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Monday, August 10, 2009

His


I am,
and I can,
because You Love me.

Living,
and Giving,
For You.

With Hope,
and Joy,
and Love.

Every day,
Every way,
that I can.

I am,
His.

Elizabeth

Friday, August 7, 2009

Water Walking

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Here we go Lord
Hand in hand.
One deep breath,
No more land.
Sink or swim,
For heavens daughter,
Here’s my hand ....
Let’s walk some water.

Here we go Lord,
boy , I’m scared.
More than I
would ever dare,
but You know me
How much I care.
So .....
Here’s my hand,
I see You there.
Let’s walk some water.

I can't do it,
without You.
Source and strength
of all I do
Almighty Father
See me through
Hold my hands
I need You to ...
Ever faithful.
Ever True.
Let’s walk some water.

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Matthew 19:26,
‘But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them,
With men this is impossible;
But with God all things are possible.’

Elizabeth

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Legacy


Do you know how much I love you?
My precious blue eyed girl.
Even as a teenager,
so angry at the world.
Even lost within yourself,
Even in your strife.
Do you know how much I love you?
Enough to give my life.

Do you know how much I love you?
My son so far away.
A father to his own now,
yet to meet one day.
All caught up in family,
a baby and a wife.
Always know I love you so
Enough to give my life.

Do you know how much I love you too?
my son content to be.
Learning growing day by day,
so much yet to see.
So much still to live and learn.
So much yet to do.
So many words, unspoken.
Know, my life is there for you.

and still there is another,
Who loves you more than I.
Abba, Father, Lord of All.
Who sent His Son to die.
Know Him as your Saviour,
His Heart to fill your heart.
He will supply your every need
when I have done my part.

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written on the eve of my daughters 17th,
for my children, with love ………


Elizabeth

Sometimes


Sometimes Lord it’s really hard,
Just to keep on walking,
Sometimes, it becomes a task,
to even go on talking.
Sometimes life gets really old,
always such a climb
But sometimes it is beautiful,
the moments, You are mine.

Sometimes we let go Lord,
and sometimes we lose sight.
Sometimes just so weary
Nothing going right,
and other times
We lay it down
The way you tell us to
and those times,
Full of wonder
Are those moments
Full of You


Sometimes Lord we get it right.
Sometimes we are lost
Most times we just stay afloat
Storm and troubles tossed
Sometimes firmly on the Rock
Sometimes shifting Sand
Sinners all, and wanderers,
but always in Your Hands.

Help us Lord to hold on tight.
Help us bring You Glory
Help us with Obedience
Help us tell Your Story.
All fall short,
and all fall down
Sometimes really far
With eyes to see and ears to hear
Show us where we are

My prayer is for the sometimes.
When we feel so far from home.
Help us Lord, to find our way
In those times, not alone
Sometimes are a stepping stone
Sometimes hold a view
Sometimes are just hidden trails
Closer yet, to You.
Elizabeth

Monday, August 3, 2009

Harmony


Write me a song,
Of sweetness and light.
Love overwhelming.
Everything right.
Hope where there is none.
Joy in the sorrow.
Write me a song,
of a brighter tomorrow.

Sing me a song
Of pure harmony,
Where you can be you,
and I can be me
Where children are children
Love rules the heart.
Warring is over.
Fear plays no part.

Children will know it,
and Angels will sing.
Jesus will smile.
Church Bells will ring.
The righteous will stand.
The humble rejoice.
Every note sung,
into One blessed voice.

Sing me the tune,
As I drift into sleep.
All through the night,
The melody keep .
To fill up my heart,
As each honeyed note plays.
Sweet Music to live in,
and dance for each day.
Elizabeth