We sometimes hang on by a thread, Because of what we’re going through, We feel like we’re helpless, And we just don’t know what to do. Then we are sent a message, From the great man above, He tells us to believe in him, Because he will send us his love. He will help us, But you need to talk to him, He will guide you the right way, Even if things look grim. So look up to the heavens, Your answer will be right there, Just give him a chance, Because he really does care.
There are stories that find their way into your heart and stay there forever. This is one that found its way into mine. There was once an elderly woman who lived in a violent, drug-ravaged, crumbling neighborhood in an old city. Her children had died before her. Time had left its mark on her too. She was no longer pretty in the eyes of the world. She had become wrinkled, stooped, thin and hollow-eyed. Her body was now half crippled with arthritis. Still, this little old lady continually brought joy to the community around her. Everyone called her “Granny” and...
From the beginning till right now God created spring for all to endow For spring to create and recreate Itself anew every year to the date Since he laid the founding success Spring season is a normal process Spring is a seasonal time of year That feels like winter’s still near These cold or cool temperatures Finally turn to warm temperatures The dead trees lifely bloom forth The flowers start growing forth Grass begins to look bright green Spring is alive and on the scene The birds are outside and around They use to be hiddenly unfound The dogs and...
It’s March again as I survey Scenes around the old home place It’s been vacant now for several years Sands of time, have changed it’s face How sad to see how fleeting years Cause structures to deteriorate Memory impels me face the fact Likewise our bodies do relate Beside the house, still standing there Something special caught my eye A yellow daffodil sprang forth Bathed by sunlight from the sky Mom planted it some years ago By God’s care, it was not bound To relinquish life to winters scorn A touch of spring, made it rebound If I could be...
It was a cold, cloudy and rainy morning outside my kitchen window today. I shivered and walked over to the kitchen table with a hot cup of coffee in one hand and a steaming bowl of oatmeal in the other. I sat down, gave thanks, and took in a spoonful of the oatmeal and a sip of the coffee. I sighed as my chilled insides grew instantly warmer. Just then I felt a nudge on my knee. I looked down and saw my little beagle, Snoopy’s warm brown eyes looking up at me. I petted her head and smiled down...
