Thank You

 You are my source

My recourse

My peace, comfort and protection

My rescue in time of need

My comfort and healing as my path takes me through

Thorns Sharp

Unforgiving

Every tall weed

My heart pounds louder

harder insistent...

Persistent

Doubts crowd tight

Fear hovers

Against it I fight

With All My Might

Time ticks short

Demands loom large

It is my moment to decide

who I will put in charge.

Doubts,Fear,Discouragement

Other peoples voices

OR

My Heavenly Father

The author and creator of it

ALL

Yes, I Feel Helpless

I Feel Small

Choice is mine

Believe and Listen

To what is before me

Lack, Illness, and Dread

OR

Do I choose the one, who can make possible the impossible??

The way through when the walls tower over me, surround me

telling me nothing is okay, nothing is fine

I lift my eyes. 

I reach out my hand small and empty to the one that is

Divine

Holding every answer, solution, resolution and restitution

Timing perfect, the roof did not fall in or sky fall.

Today is the day my 

Heavenly Father

Answers it all

Promises no longer promises instead

Realities all about

The wait long, faith dimming now and again

Which by the way is not a sin

Shaking it off I pick myself up

With determination and no doubt

The day has arrived

This day was made by the Lord

The needs before me beyond my ability to grasp

I am not alone the burden is lifted

Finally it has all Shifted

All I need He can more than 

Afford

I wait, I watch, I hope

Trying hard in my humanity to not feel like a Dope

He is busy working on our behalf

Then it came......The answer, several in fact far more than a few

I couldn't have imagined it but sorely needed

So glad in my heart His voice I headed

We lift up our Chins and open our mouths

And say for this day, and everything from yesterday

And for all our tomorrows

THANK YOU!!!!!

To Begin Again

                                                                 To Begin Again        

With a set jaw and a lift of my chin

Picking up the pen is the only way to win.          

For so long my heart has been heavy

And the words flowing have been absent,

Not even a trickle to drip thin

Drought

Dust in my fingers

Silence where can be heard

The dropping of a pin

Then....

Not all at once but, as if being stirred from a deep slumber,

The words blink awake

Slow and unsteady still sleepy they stir

Only persistent thought....that NOT to use them would be a sin

To waste nothing pen in hand, unsteady, unsure I make haste

I write, let the words come in a tumble in a bit of a jumble

in an effort to let the words flow from my heart to my hand 

Through my pen

To allow the words God drops in my heart to land on the page like art.

Honest, sincere and free my, pen touches paper to once again begin.

But what is to be done...?

Thump Thump Thump

Tap Tap Tap

Drip Drip Drip

Clank Clank Clank

Whoosh Swoosh Gush

Mysterious sounds

Thoughts in a Flurry

Feet in a Hurry

Everyone at every turn, 

appointing themselves Judge and Jury.

All the Chaos each and every demand

taking its toll. 
Boy, you think..." It's a little much,

I could really use a hand."

But what is to be done?

To kick?

To scream?

To shout out a command?

Stand tall and adamantly demand?

Best case scenario, best possible outcome

is to take a deep breath,
 grab hold of God's promises

and allow Him to hold securely your hand.

He knows how to get you through the troubled waters, beyond any obstacle blocking your way.

No time limit or expiration on the offer.

God is totally great that way....He is here to stay! 

Your Are A Champion

Doodles and dawdles

Ducks with endearing waddles

Webbed feet and fluffy feathers

Rounded beak, so sweet I can hardly speak

Bunny zippy, darting, hopping, jumping

Nose all a twitch, so much fun.

My side is in a stitch. 

Laughter and smiles

tumble over one another like 

the current in a stream trips over rocks.

Flowers everywhere; my eyes full of color

and my nose tickles with the scent of spring.

Blue skies prevail over the grey of winter.

White puffy clouds take the stage in its direct center.

Breezes blow cool and sun warms my cheeks.

The heavy load of this life lifts a might

in the face of such beauty and laughter and delight.

It is an ever present truth, those trials of life...

Some tiny in scope, others loom large,

But through it all, keep your smile at hand

and a spare laugh in your pocket

To determine to rise above the fray...

To decide to do it with fresh strength every day.

New beginnings in this season of renewal.

It's a great time to remind yourself that you are a precious gem,

a completely one of a kind jewel.

Your worth is priceless.

Your reason for being... unique.

You are like no other!

Remind yourself each day

and every hour...

on the minute, if need be.

You are extraordinary...truly,

with an adjustment to your heart

and a tweak to your thoughts...

You will realize you are a treasure to your 

heavenly Father

and the friends and family that surround you.

There is no reason to feel so abjectly low and pervasively blue.

Swing open the window wide and let the light pour in.

Switch out the mirror you've been looking in.

Shed light on the truth, let it out of that box.

It is the one marked with the label...

PRICELESS TREASURE

It indicates that at this thing called life, though the 

path has been rough and the climb rocky and steep,

you are a Champion!

Tuck yourself safely into your heavenly Father's

lap and allow His protective arms to encircle you in safety and in peace.

That thing you have been longing for, waiting for, craving with all your being....

Peace, Rest, Relief from the Grief

Lift up your head and open your eyes...

It's there in your reach.

It won't move away from your grasp on the particularly hard days 
or on the ones spent at the beach!

Dust Yourself Off

Dust, Rust, Crust

Shake it off....It's a must!

When you look through a perspective

 rarely viewed by others, if ever,

 you see what they do not.

It translates that you understand 

what others do not.

Do not begrudge

the solitary nature of your position; 

allow it to ring out clearly and loudly 

of what you see and what you know.

Be the looking glass

 for those that 

cannot see clearly. 

Be the instrument

 that brings truth

 and peace into focus.

Shine bright as you were created to shine.

Shaking off the dirt, soot, and dust that blows over you.

Begin with, maybe uncertain steps....

A sprinkling of doubt, a temptation to hide, to pout.

But begin. Start out, move forward. 

Gain strength and a sure footed stance.

Stick with it onward and upward. Go ahead

and do what you were made to do...born to be.

Let it shine for all to see.

Dare to believe you can step out of that 

place of longing to take your position

and establish a sense of belonging.

Sing, dance, write, cook, build, create;

Take care of business, do whatever it is;

paint, draw, play, run, talk....

do that which only you can do....

There are lots of people in the world, 

but there is only one

You!!!

I Have A Proposal

Flower buds and ribbiting frogs

Newborn calves and foals and lambs

Canning fresh fruit and making delectable jams

Gentle breezes and pollen induced sneezes

Crawling bugs and flying bugs and slow moving slugs

Longer light filled days, it all comes alive in Spring

Romance is assisted by clear starry nights

Sunkissed cheeks and windswept hair that

send thoughts of hugging and kissing into flight

Birds build nests and dogs chase butterflies

Children look out the window from their classroom

wishing, waiting and wanting the bell to ring freedom

Spring is full of fun, and romance and allergies

Daydreaming and vacation scheming

When spring comes and the blooms and birds

provide color and songs for eyes and ears

We should feel like kids again carefree and joyful

WHAT IF:

You just feel cranky

You wake up discouraged

Your hope feels flimsy

Your dreams appear colorless

Your  energy  is low and you are plain old listless

Cheer up and let yourself off the critical list

Take a time out and give it all a rest

It's impossible to be continually grade A and at your best

Fill your tank that is clearly low

Step back, let it wait, give it time

You should realize that taking care of yourself

is paramount, a healthy outlook and happy heart

Sometimes the best way to take part in life is to

say "It's about me today."

Giving out requires taking in.

Running the race and getting to the end

by remembering it is a marathon and not a sprint.

Take a nap, go for a walk, read a book,

sit down with a good friend

and have a long chit chatty kind of talk.

Then you will smile when the birds sing and the 

scent of the flowers tickle your nose.

You don't have to do any of it but, it is what I propose.

Green Isn't Just For Frogs

Green Eyes

Green Eggs

Green Clothes

Green Beer

The Land of the Leprechaun

Land green and lush

producing people of stamina

 and untold strength.

Through history they have 

endured and survived 

to have better, be better, live as Irishmen.

They have taken up this task at great length.

Flung like stars in the heavens, Irish people make their mark around the world, but in every heart they call Ireland home.

Its not just a fairyland for the gnome.

Land of legend, a story telling people

of conviction and rich history.

The story is of a country and story quite personal comprised of struggle 

and victory, 

of triumph knit together by individual contribution, sacrifice, and a collective goal.

Fighting others and each other....

 for beliefs held dear and it came at a dear price indeed.

Reaching back to the past and stretching towards the future, tying these two together in the present.

On this day we think of clover, four leaves in number.

We think of pots of gold 

and little men 

that guard them. 

We drink beer tinted green

 and

 luck........ Irish in nature.

Let us enjoy the day, have

 a laugh and a giggle or two.

Along the way let us honor the Irish today 

for their strength, determination, and can do attitude to carve out something better and stand tall in the process.

This blood some of us possess a drop or two...

it may be true of you

or not.

Bear this in mind, whether you are Irish or your blood is of a different kind,

observe the strength of the Irish

and make a note.

Tip your hat to St. Patrick and the people he loved so deeply.

On this fun day of remembrance, let us

honor the Irish with fun yes, but let us

give it some thought and also do it a little reverently and sweetly.