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Courtesy of heaven.com

Much is said about what Heaven may be like.
In the senior years of my life
In observing the goodness of humans
In those who stand against Evil each day of their lives
I have no doubt
that Heaven will not be a crowded place.
 

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Courtesy of asiancajuns.com

The warrior king looked down
upon the trembling servant
with these words,
“How am I to trust the wisdom of your king
who sends you with this message
if he hides his real name behind a false one?” 
 
He went on further in his discourse by saying,
“Does your king lack courage. 
Does he not have the backbone of a man
or is he really a woman
hiding behind a man’s name
who claims to be a king?” 
 
The king then had his soldiers remove
the servant from his presence. 
The servant’s head was cut off
before the sun set upon that day.
 
Each day I am constantly amazed 
by the many web sites and forum boards
that carry postings of individuals
who use cover names out of fear
instead of their own real names. 
 
How can one take any of these postings seriously
when the posters hide behind a mask? 
For all we know
it can be a simple program on a computer
somewhere generating all  these postings
across the net in an attempt
to control public opinion.

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Courtesy of devonartistnetwork.co.uk

They call insight…. Wisdom.
Wisdom is the deep sadness of old age.
A biting reality that was
but will never be again.
 
We become ever grateful for the pressed hug.
The feel of flesh upon our own.
Memories sparked in an unexpected
full body hug of total surrender.
 
Our minds go back.
Youth with aches or pains unexpected
as now that wake with us
each morning.
 
A crying desire within
of the youthful, carefree loving
of many hours
stretched over days.
 
These moments
will never be ours again.
It’s the sadness that takes us out.
 
Chipping away
at our nightly desire
to waken again.
 
And if we are so blessed
a dream of softness and passion
from long ago.
 
A dream that brings a cry of joy
from our very soul
of those days and moments
that will never be ours again.
 

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Courtesy of gencoabogados.com

 
 
I awoke this morning with the same old pains.
One leg had veins popped up
the other was swollen.
 
I twisted in pain
in my walk to the kitchen
attempting to adust my back
from the constant pain.
 
The thought came to my mind
was this all a cosmic joke of sorts.
To have lived Seventy years
and find my body dying
before my awareness
each day?
 
Having now found
a degree of Wisdom
in my life
will it now be taken
from me?
 
Will all the days before me
now be filled with pain and suffering
suffering in seeing my bride become
ill again?
 
I pray to my Lord and Savior
render me time
to share the blessings
in knowing Him.
 
Render me time
without suffering to cloud my mind
so that I may share
my blessings
with others.
 
 
 
 

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Courtesy of hoteliermiddleeast.com

 
Many a time that my eyes beheld
a poor soul of the streets
have I thought
could that person be Jesus?
Jesus returning to earth
to see if we are still worthy of His Love?
 
When your eyes sadly behold such a vision
and you feel a pull on your heart
do not hesitate to share your brief wealth
at that moment.
 
Remember if it were not for grace of Jesus
it could be you in those rags of the street.
Let your Lord know in a real way
that His creation of you
was a worthy project.
 
Reach out and give this soul
a part of your self
as well as your day.
Jesus will be pleased with you.

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Courtesy of handofgod.com

A fish following the stream of life.
Going with the flow was the majority of my life.
Finally twenty years ago I gave my life to His care.
 
The blessings that followed
were beyond my dreams.
I now face the last days of my life
unsure of what is pleasing to my Lord.
 
Desiring only to finish my life in a way
that will be His plan and wishes for His creation.
 
As each day passes
I become more aware of the speck of dust
I am in His creation.
 
To know that His presence is close to me
and His Love no less than any of His other creations
only humbles me further.
 
I kneel in homage and worship to my Lord.
May I be so bold as your humble servant
to ask your guidance in how I can spent the rest of my life
in bringing pride to my Father.
 
My Lord has given me life
and the blessings of this life.
Lord hear my prayer
“Lord, What does Thou Desire for the rest of my life?”    
  

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Courtesy of smilingmakescancergoaway.com

It was ten years ago.
The fall was fifteen feet while trimming a tree.
I was blessed in not becoming paralyzed.
 
Eight staples in my head.
A damaged knee requiring surgery.
A fracture in a spine that was now twisted.
A lifetime of pain with two fused disks.
   
I refuse to be confined to a wheel chair from a possible surgery.
The question was how to deal with the pain each day.
I did not want to become a drug addict nor an alcoholic.
 
I prayed for an answer.
The answer came.
“Giving my pain to the Lord.”
 
Each day the pain is a reminder
of the blessings of my life.
The very blessing I have
in glorifying His name
in my pain. 

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Courtesy of scotdodge.blogspot.com

It was my sweet Jesus
who brought me to the light
from the darkest place in my life.
 
It was my sweet Jesus
Who loved me
and kept me safe
when no one cared
whether I lived or died.
 
It was my sweet Jesus,
Who protected me against
the darkest of evils
that befell my life. 
 
It was my sweet Jesus
Who showed me the beauty of heaven
when I no longer believed in Him.
 
It was my sweet Jesus,
Who answered my prayers
when I cried out in pain and agony.
 
It was my sweet Jesus,
Who brought joy to my heart
and hope for my soul.
 
It was because of my sweet Jesus
that the eternity before me
is now filled
with the promise
of His eternal Love for me.

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The Dark Angel will be overcomed.

Amidst us stands the Dark Angel
joyful at each victory gained against us.
 
A free will to choose Good or Evil
a gift from our Loving God
is a part of our daily struggles.
 
The weapons of the Dark One are many.
Darkness that covers our mind with sorrow
in our latter years
to place us in a void of hopelessness
and fear.
 
Lost of health
lost of loved ones
bringing doubt to our aging minds.
 
Are we to be snatched from His Love
at our Eleventh hour before death?
 
Render your darkness to God’s Love and Power.
The Lord will lift you above this Evil.
 
Never fear
never give in to distrust nor hate
in the darkness that attacks you.
 
The Dark One’s only reward in eternity is suffering
while yours will be in the Light of God’s Love forever.
 
 

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"A Haven of Hope" A Dream of a Homeless Shelter for Henderson County in Texas.

 
 
It can be a place of hope.
A shelter of caring love
and future dreams.
 
A second chance for many
and a third chance for others.
A shelter beyond just protection
against rain, wind, heat and cold.
 
A complex overcoming the appearance of lost hope.
Warm beds, class rooms and a library at its core
offering new lifetime friendships in a common bond.
 
A destination that never closes a door to those who leave.
Helping hands with hearts exposed
in words and deeds rendered
to those who were without hope.
 
Are we not as great
as the least among us?
A new start for children
for beatened mothers
for our lost warriors
returning from war.
 
A light burning ever so brightly
in showing all who come
that love is not only just a word.
 
The “Haven of Hope”
a diamond in our mist
shining ever so brightly.

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