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Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Remember Me?

When you were just brand new,
I was walking with you.
You had just started taking your first steps.
Suddenly you lost your balance right at the stairs depth.
My arms grabbed you tight.
I wasn't about to let you plunge down that flight.

Do you remember?

Oh Father, of course I do.
I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

One time when you were very little,
we were walking across the street.
Out of nowhere came a truck.
I stood right in the middle.
There was no time to piddle.
Your mind always wondered,
what a riddle.
But I was not about to let you perish.
For you were way to cherished.

Do you remember?

Oh father, of course I do.
I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

Thinking back to when you were just a child.
Everybody thought you were a wee bit wild.
I was walking you through the trees.
When you thought what's the harm,
I'm just going to poke at a few bees.
I wrapped you in My embrace.
No, I didn't even leave a tiny space.
They were not getting to your sweet face.

Do you remember?

Oh Father, of course I do.
I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

It's been a while now,
 but you were just becoming a man.
You were driving your parent's van.
you had just reached for her hand.
It was so dark,
you never saw the curve in the park.
Neither of you received a mark.
I covered you both with my shield.
I could not let either of you be killed.
For you had already found your one.
And you two were far from done.

Do you remember?

Oh Father, of course I do.
I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

Just yesterday,
you were swimming in the bay.
So relaxed at play.
Then the tide switched ,
and tried to drag you away.
I used My body like a rope.
So that you could cope.
How you swam with renewed hope.
My tenacious love kept you afloat.

Do you remember?

Oh Father, of course I do.
I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

Today I am old and grey.
But at last I have found my way.
Now I know I am in Your hands,
soft as clay.  And it is here I will stay.
I've been so afraid You would not remember me.
Thought I was lost at sea.
How my spirit longed to flee.
But instead I sent up my plea.
That You would fill my heart with glee.
So here I am asking for He.
Down on my knees.

Father, I'm just praying You will remember me.

Oh My precious and loved child,
Of course I do.
I could never forget you.

Monday, October 25, 2010

God's Tender Grace.

My beloved daughter, lift up your chin.
Always remember, he is never going to win.
Your beautiful face was made for an innocent grin.
There is nothing I will not mend. 
 Your heart you do not have to defend.
It is not a great sin. Your kin I am here to tend.
To you, My strength I will lend.
I will blow him away with My strong wind.
For what I begin, I always end.
On that you can depend.  If needed, I'll say it again.

He tries to discourage.
But I forever encourage.

His game, is blame and shame.  But even through the rain,
 he will never beat My name.
You see, I made the final score when Jesus came.

He thinks this tactic will make you veer.
It is meant to fill you with fear and tears.
But let Me make one thing clear,
It's not going to happen.  Not with Me so near.
All because sweet one, I'm right here.

The liar thinks if he cheats.  He can sift you like wheat.
Thinking he's strong enough to defeat.
But the joke's on him, I've got the sneaky one by the seat.
I told you I would repeat, you and your family are complete.


The battle. The victory!

How long will this battle rage on.I pray it isn't long.
He tries to tell me, it's because I've done something wrong.
I pray his voice will soon be completely gone.
My confusion and fears he will no longer be able to prolong.
Nor will he ever again string me along.
Oh Father, as I sit here and wait.  I will give thanks,
and sing out Your song.  For it is to You I belong.

Where did all this confusion and pain come from?
Hurt and anger is not what I will become.
I am not dumb.  No, I refuse to let him make me numb.
My God has given me the sum.
It is His verse I will hum. To the beat of His drum.

It is like being hit out of no where by a great lightening bolt.
It truly gave me a jolt.  But oh, my sweet Saviour,
I will not revolt.  Your work will not be hindered, especially by a dolt.
He doesn't get a vote.  I thank you that I am in Your arms,
and they will tote me across this mote.
He's already dead, killed by your colt.
This I know from the quotes You wrote, in Your note.

Eyes

If I had Your eyes, maybe then I would see his lies.
Then I wouldn't feel the need to cry.
If you had these eyes, I'm sure you would see how hard I try.
You would understand my deep sighs.

If I had those eyes, Oh, the eyes of my Guy.
At last they would dry.
I wouldn't have to sit praying, oh my, oh my.
My dear Lord why?

If you had my eyes, you would see how I apply, to always fly.
My wings striving to take me way up high.
With Your eyes, these eyes, those eyes, my eyes,
one thing is easy to see.  I'm never saying goodbye.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

The faithful Father's reply.

Oh My sweet child,
 I have filled your body with My light.
I am opening your eyes,
 so you will regain your sight.
You will no longer live in the night.
In you, I will breathe all of My delight.
Never again will your lungs feel tight. 
I am freeing you from your plight. 
 I have already saved you from this fight.

My precious little one.
It was never your ears,
 that caused you not to hear.
It was all of your fears.
Sometimes, they can kick you in the rear.
I am right here.
I'm washing away your tears.
I am removing your fears.
And I'll do it with the help of your peers.
No longer will you feel queer.
Do not listen to their jeers.
They are lies that try to make you veer.
Always remember, I love you My dear.

Feel Me now.  You are in My embrace.
I love your graceful face.
There is no need for a crutch,
 I will carry you at My pace.
Please know, you will never be encased.
As you lift Me up in praise.
I will fill you up with an overflowing grace.
As for strength,
I am giving you more than a trace.
So  much, that you will want to race,
 all the way to My place.

My loved one,  know that you are free.
This is how I created you to be.
Fly straight to Me
You will smell My scent on the breeze.
This wind, will carry you through the trees,
and over the seas.
  All the way to My knees.
I promise your tears will be gone.
In this do believe.

My fair one, as for your taste.
They are being replaced.
There is no such thing as a waste.
Every morsel, I will make sure to baste.
All of this I am doing with undo haste.





The desperate plea.

It is so dark in here.  Why can't I see?
It is so hard to breathe.
How will I ever get free?
Please Father God, come and save me.

Why can't I hear?  All I can feel is fear.
I'm covered in my tears.
I think they are clogging up my ears.
Hey, I'm right here.  You're so near.
  Get it in gear.
Hurry, I am feeling quite queer.

How I long to feel your touch.
If  I just had a crutch.
I would hobble out of this hutch.
I know it wouldn't take much.
If I could just feel a nudge.

For some reason I can't seem to smell.
I am not feeling very well.
It's like Your scent has been swept away in a great gail.
Maybe I'm being confined in a jail.
If I was a quail, I'd fly far away, right through all this hail.
How I would spread my wings and tail.
Instead, here I am, biting my nails.  While my tears collect in a pail.

Oh no, I can't even taste.  Every morsel is like a thick paste.
There is not a bit of nourishment for me.
Every bite I take is just a big waste. 
 I'm asking You to please, help me.  And I'm asking You to come with undo haste.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Just ask the King.

You are no different than she.
I also gave you He.
I will not leave you adrift at sea.
Nor will I let you be.
So why not ask Me.

I am not a thing.
Nor a puppet on a string.
I am your glorious King.
Take cover under My wing.
I love to hear you sing.

I know it is hard to believe.
Yet, even conceive.
that I will never leave.
All you have to do is cleave.

I am here to stay.
I have cleared the way,
 for all of your days.
I will not lead you astray.

You can hear Me too.
You are not a fool.
There is no special rule.
You don't have to go to school.
When you are cold, I cover you with My wool.
When you are hot, I have given you water to keep you cool.

I have covered all your needs.
This I have done indeed.
Every day, I hear you plead.
And I have not left you in the weeds.
Nor will I ever flee.
So, all you have to do is call on Me.

Nourished in God's garden.

You shall live in My garden.
Yes, My love was your pardon.
Your heart will no longer be hardened.

You, My prized rose, are oh, so fragrant.
Yes, as My Son shines on you,
 you will become wonderfully radiant.
No longer will you be ruled by a tyrant.
Yes, the one who is so belligerent.
Whose lies convinced you,
 that you were less than a vagrant.
Who wanted to make you his immigrant.

No more, though his words at times were almost hypnotic.
He tried to keep you confused, by making your life chaotic.
Convincing you that all people were phycotic.
You have finally seen that he is the one who is neurotic.

You are no longer entombed.
For My faithfulness has never stopped feeding your blooms.
You My fairest flower were cucultivated, to be pruned.
Always assume, that I am clearing your clouds of gloom.
I planted you even before you entered the womb.
He knows he is already doomed.
This is why he tried so hard to plant weeds that will loom.

Yes, My love is here to intoxicate.
It will also help you to meditate.
As I exfoliate and eradicate.
My words will now flow on your palette.
As you lay prostrate.

No, I will not relent.
Though you were brought to this extent.
I will use it now to breathe into you My sweet scent.
I know you have been on the fence.
My words, I do not mince.
My blooming bud, you have already taken the time to repent.
Now please, come and dwell in My tent.
No, you won't have to pay any rent.
I will help you to vent.
I was never to lenient.
I know your heart had a big dent.
Yes, it was quite bent.
But no more, from this day, hence.

At first you will be a little timid.
But as My rain comes, you will become, oh so, vivid.
Your beauty will not be diminished.
You will not be left with one tiny blemish.
For your thirst will see you finished.


A sweet prayer song..

The greatest sacrifice.
What a beautiful price.
So hard to believe.
 You made it for me.
All so I could be free.

How I long to see Your sweet face.
I love the feel of your warm embrace.
All my brokenness is gone.
 No, there is not even a trace.
I am blessed with your grace.

Oh Lord, as my face brushes the floor.
I cry out, please, always give me more.
My King, never let me close my door.

There are times when I am weak.
And my spirit wants to leave.
But, You Lord, give me the strength to cleave.
Let Your love safely weave.

When Your Son came.
He wiped away all my shame.
I ask to always remember this in Jesus's name.

For You have filled my heart with glee.
Just by loving me, for me.
Oh, Father from You I will never flee.

Oh my Elshadi,
 thank you for always hearing my cry.
I am so happy that I am alive.
And now I will never die.
Thank you my Father, my Elshadi.

Not me. You!

From the moment the mist turned into dew.
I have loved you.

You were Mine, from the beginning of time.

You were created in beauty from the start.
I gave you My heart.
Trust Me, I will not let you fall apart.

I wish you would see that I've worked it all out.
You don't have to doubt.

So, this is My message to you.
It is faithful and true.

I've got My hand on everything.
Please, rest under My wing.

All those that mean the most to you.
Haven't you realized I created them too.
I love them just as much as you do.

I will not leave them blemished or unfinished.

My sweet child. I hate seeing you yearn.
I have been patiently waiting for you to give Me My turn.

I am here. I have always been near.
And now I hope it's clear
I am going to pull up the rear, not you My dear.