Deborah Booth Armstrong

Full of Joy

2012-02-02T17:14:00.000-05:00

February 2012 blog.

Full of Joy

We are carbon copies of the Creator.
Now Christ, has finished the repair work
We can become carbonated, bubbling over
with joy, with the bliss of His fellowship.
Not only walking with Him in the cool of the evening
but forever resting in and with the Messiah.
A Holy Spirit Masters degree pressed into what is no more
just a clay pot. With animation designed to tell it all.
Christ in us, His joy complete.

Isaiah 11:...he will delight in the fear of the Lord...

Wisdom's Part

Wonderfully made
this carbon copy
Contemplate the eye
it's workings
the wonder of it
Now imagine
the co-creating
of the broken
nonperforming
blind eye
formed anew
Then understand
the fear of the Lord.

Psalms 126:When the Lord brought back
the captives to Zion,
we were like men who dreamed.
Our mouths were filled with laughter,
our toungues with songs of joy...
The Lord has done great things for us
. We are filled with joy.

Happy Happy

Dance to the music
to the rhythms
all around
In the shops
and center squares
let joy be loosed
to soften up the frowns
Begin the laughter
until tears
the belly jogging
hoop and howling
focusing attention
from the dust
to let the Son
more brightly shine
Dimensions
of the coming Kingdom rise
and split the sides
of every rotten lie
that says
Our God hain't freed us.

Food to Race on With

2012-01-02T17:43:00.001-05:00

Food to Race on With

Here It Is, January 2012.
I found some real gems in my end of the year
Journal review.
Here are some Bible tidbits and some poems
inspired by them.

Psalms 103: Praise the Lord...who satisfies your desires with good things
...compassionate and gracious...abounding in love...
Psalms 119:... Blessed are they who...seek Him with all their heart.
They do nothing wrong.

God's Waltz

When dancing
with your first love
don't allow any usurper
to cut in
He will try to
fill your ear
with half truths
in order to confuse
and lead you
into the shadows
Dance with
Love's pure flame
filling both you
and He
with joy
to last the full
life through.

Isaiah 48:... I will tell you of new things, of hidden things... They are created now,
and not long ago;
Isaiah 43:... Forget the former things, do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up...streams in the wasteland.
Isaiah 55:...all you who are thirsty...your souls will delight in the richest of fare...come to Me...

Satiated

Sweet water from the Rock
dip your head and drink
It will follow you
never to run dry
Notice your thirst
your need for Him
be refreshed
renewed
Walk within the mist
the moist coolness
available
even in the heat of battle
Find His stream
wade out
don't stop until the river
is deep enough to swim in
Let it carry you
carried like the wings
of a new dawn
Where the Sovereign
of forever
will clasp you in His arms
with perfect love's
embrace

Mark 16:...preach the good news to all creation.
John 14:.. Anyone who has faith in Me will do what I have been doing. He will do even greater
things than these...the Spirit of truth...accep Him...know Him...the Counselor...the Holy Spirit
...will teach you all things...
John 16:... Ask and you will receive and your joy will be complete...

Better

I can think about
my don't haves
for hours on end
hug misery
to my bosom
but for what end
Then there is
the breaking forth
of sunshine
of colors
that bend around
and peekaboo
revealing
who really is
a friend
The blissful knowing
that what a friend
we have in Jesus
who knows our longings
and can satisfy
to a peace filled end
is more than just
a song.

Colossians 1:...the Father who has qualified you to share in...the Kingdom of light...rescued
...from the dominion of darkness...
James 4:... You do not have because you do not ask God... Come near to God and He will come
near to you...
James 1:...every good and perfect gift is from above...

The Last Days

Bright diamonds
the largest and rarest
found on earth
Cobblestones
decorative embellishments
in comparison to the treasures
of Heaven
God's personal hope chest
filled to overflowing
More and more
accumulating daily
In preparation
as the last and greatest
time in times
races to fill
His open arms.

The Future Is Now

2011-12-20T16:49:00.000-05:00

December 2011 Blog:

The Future Is Now

2012, about to happen, sounds like science fiction to me.
I feal like the years have joined a rocket powered race
ever since 2000 arrived.
Since I can't slow down the clock, I try to savor the moment.
Right now, I'm writing this out on my porch. It's 79°, The babbling
fountain, in the yard, is singing along with a slight breeze.
We came home last night at 11 PM and crickets were
proclaiming how beautiful the Christmas lights look.
For all of you in the cold, remember, this is relative
to five months of blazing heat, when you are cool and
calm.
Terry has been working feverishly on updating his web site,
www.signumops.com. It doesn't need New Year's resolutions.
He is very motivated. Amanda has a new web site,
www.hipplayground.com. She takes after her father. I am full of
ideas for more children's books and poems. Now to get them
from my journal into print or onto the IPad format.
This year's goal of writing 2 blogs a month will have to be
continued. Who knows maybe I will write another one before
2012. Zoom, there's that date again.

I add some poems:

No Limit

Behold
a virgin
shall conceive
There is no limit
to God's creative
miracles
The heavenly hosts
of Angels
praising God
proclaiming the birth
of Jesus
stand waiting
Let your
Yes Lord
fill the earth
with more than enough
of His love
to go around.

Christmas Eyes

Heavy
heavy
heavy
is the heart
of man
As he gazes
on the wars
that rage
around us
Look up
Lite
is the heart
that sees
the Light of the
world
That gazes
into the eyes
of the Babe
of Bethlehem
now seated
in His Glory
Ready to dispatch
thousands
of Heavenly beings
armed with the
rarefied elixir
of His love
To open the eyes
of the blind
and dust with gold
the joyful captives
Set free
to drink in beauty
and celebrate
the Christ
the Lord of Glory
Today
and soon to be
forever more.

A Celebration Psalm

Jesus
For those I love
I thank you
For resources to give
and days of celebration
I thank you
You are the Babe
of Bethlehem
my pattern of reliance
on the Father's care
You are the resting place
of Holiness
gentle as a Dove
You are compassions source
with eyes of love
You are the bearer of all sin
knowing full well
it's consequences
Now You live in me
You reign on high
You prepare eternity
You with lightning speed
and unlimited power
are coming quickly
soon
Just in time.

Snippets and Poems

2011-11-27T16:02:00.000-05:00

November 2011 Blog.

Snippets and Poems

While writing in my journal during my
morning quiet time. I jot down what I
like to call "snippets of Scriptures".
Here are a few from this November.

Psalms 119: Blessed are they who
...seek Him with all their hearts. They do
nothing wrong.

Isaiah 43:... Forget the former things,
do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing
a new thing.

James 4:...come near to God and He will
come near to you...

A poem written this month:

Gentle Savior

If God seems distant
out of reach
Try a step
in His direction
He is not pushy
or demanding
but patient
and kind
He has promised
to never leave
You are not
an orphan
Sonship
is but a
Yes Lord
away
Welcome His Spirit
Life will be
increasingly better
As His best
is yet to come

1 John 2 :,,, remain in Him,,,

John 14,, the Spirit of truth,,, except Him...
know Him .. The Holy Spirit... Will teach you
all things..

Psalms 103: Praise the Lord.. Who satisfies.
your desires with good things.. Abounding in love..

Come To Me

Bright diamonds
the largest and rarest
found on earth
Cobblestones
decorative embellishments
in comparison
to the treasures of Heaven
God's personal Hope chest
filled to overflowing
More and more
accumulating daily
in preparation
As the last and greatest
times in time
race to fulfill
His open arms.

Isaiah 55: Come all you who are thirsty
.. Your soul will delight in the richest of fare
... come to Me...

Fall in Florida

2011-10-28T13:22:00.000-04:00

Oct. 2011 Blog #2

Fall in Florida

October is a grand month for Florida,
a break from the oppressive heat of summer.
It is downright invigorating. Terry and I go to a local park,
with a track and walk in the evening.
We did get a surprisingly strong wind event.
Even the weather channel was caught off guard.
Our granddaughter Alexis and I played games by candlelight.
She thought it a grand adventure.
Having sat through numerous hurricanes, this storm
had all of the marks of a week one. Including a period
of calm that resembled an eye.
Peace like a River flows through these days and I must remember
to constantly walk in thanksgiving. Even if it's official date
is a month away.
I am up to July 2009 in transferring poems from journals
on to the computer. I decided to look at one of my old
journals for some of my writings from October of 2008.
My father was still alive then and I found
an entry that I had sent to him. Here is a copy.

Happy Birthday Dad

A promise of long life
was given in the Book
long ago
It's definition varied
from age to age
place to place
For you Dad
long life has been measured
salted with care
and spiced with love
Your race through life
has demonstrated
a faithful son
caring brother
loving husband
great friend
loyal worker
best loved father
providing laughter
and fun filled adventures
I remember another wise man
who spoke of what your life
has demonstrated
Preach often
and when necessary
use words
Through your honesty
you taught me
Through unfailing love
I learned to obey
Now you have shown
how to accept the care
of those whose help I need
who love in sickness
and in health
Dad
you are my inspiration
to finish well.

I include two more poems written in Oct. 2008.

You Need Not Fear

Many came to the mountain
and saw the cloud descend
God's power and presence
appearing to those
He had chosen
As the earth shook
and the voice of the trumpet
blasted
Fear took hold
Only Moses was ready
to listen
He alone had talked with
the Almighty
Only Moses
out of all who were called
climbed on up
to face the God
of power immeasurable
Fear not
the Angel said
as shepherds stood watch
one night
As God's glory came
to earth as a man
Fear not
Christ spoke to those
who gathered in hiding
after death had challenged
what God alone
could bring to life
Resurrection's peace foretold
Standing scarred
before His chosen band
He breathed on them
As even now
this Holy breath
this Spirit Man
will guide and keep all those
who like Moses
choose to climb the mountain
and listen
face to face
to hear God's plan today
No enemy can overcome
what placed inside of Christ
is kept secure forever
Revelation's plan revealed
to those who have hearing tuned
to be still and know
this God
this Holy Spirit
who enters into man.

What Will Be

Future
invading flesh and blood
creating new thoughts
exquisite gems
coverings of gold
Music
that opens portholes
into realms of
opulent praise
Songs
that bring the face
of Jesus
Love full vintage wine
flowing
available
for those who are
poor in spirit
To drink
then teeter on
careening into fathoms
of the miraculous
Their minds awakened
to speak the word of God
To reach out
and supersede
insipid
Revealing gasps of
truly truly
how God can enter
into the heart
of man.

Punctuation Marks

2011-10-01T17:58:00.000-04:00

Sept. 2011 Blog. # 2

(O.K., it's October, lightning knocked out our Internet )
and we are just now able to access it again.

Punctuation Marks

September has flown by. It has had a few punctuation marks.
Terry bought me a new lap top computer with all new software.
All new, different! Words that strike fear into a technology phobic.
I decided to stay positive and think of it as getting to know a new
"friend". If you are reading this successfully uploaded blog., This
means we have become "friends".
An exciting point in the month was a stay at Orange Lake Resort
near Disney, with Amanda and family. This was a business stay
for her. She reviews resorts for her web. site at, www.disneyeveryday.com.
Our stay was all good, our suite, the zero entry walk in pool, floating down
the lazy river, great dining, and Terry and I sitting by the pool watching
the full moon rise.
Terry's birthday was a huge success at his favorite restaurant, Texas de Brazil.
We were six in a semi private meeting room, waited on like royalty.
So the continued heat of a Florida September was not overpoweringly oppressive
after all.
The seasons march on and assurance of cool breezes, even in Florida,
match up with the promise of God, that His Kingdom is without end.

I add some of my poems.

A Glimpse Enough

From time to time
God pulls out
all the stops
with His color palette
From tiny birds
too long tailed parrots
from fields and meadows
to desert plains
In Praise
I wish to do the same
In dance
and song and verse
to proclaim His beauty
poured out
not just for a season
His promise placed for us
His beauty unimagined
I give to Him all praise
In faith
the knowing that
His promises
he keeps
The empty tomb
reverberating
no separation now
remains.

This Tongue to Tell

You are
a mighty stream
flowing with love
for all people
A tower of strength
a raft of safety
propelling us on
to a better place
Your mantle
covers
as the winds rage
You are shelter
in every storm
Your name is power
sending the enemy
to flight
Flow Holy Spirit
wash away deception
bring clarity to our minds
mingle our tears
with Your Holy wine
Make us glad
knowing that You
have provided the way
That our dwelling
will be with You
Unimagined pleasure
through your hand
As living epistles
Christ in us
with us
now and evermore.

Fire Fall

God's breath
it strips off all the flesh
leaving the part
that is more than
just skin deep.

What Was That

A leap of faith
much different
than an average walk
Those who leap
stand out
get to new destinations
provide pleasure
for the King
Attracting attention
as they point
to the Heavens.

Lowly Acts

The know it all
too soon will fall
'cause knowing
keeps on growing
Perpetual study
keeps one
from appearing nutty
as a know it all
Some
never get to
where they know
that they are
now it alls
Then there's the rare
who knows he never will
know everything
there is to know
Yet finds that if
he goes ahead
and activates his knows
Wisdom sprinkles in
and just knowing
what he can
and doing
leads to revelation
for the greater good
Even for the know it alls
who fall behind
when measured
side-by-side
with those who work
with what they do know
There is hope
As the rare
who knows he never will
humbly walks
and shows the rarest form
of doing
without any
showing off
of how it's done.

The Trip

2011-09-08T14:50:00.000-04:00

Sept. 2011 Blog.

The Trip

The possibility of going to my favorite place
appeared the end of August. They were offering
a half-price availability for the cabins at Blackwater
Falls Park in West Virginia. My daughter Amanda
also loves this forest and offered to take me along.
There were obstacles. First I noticed an infection
in my knee. Since I caught it right away, with
medication it soon cleared up. Then my back broke
out in an odd burning rash. This was diagnosed as
shingles. Next my daughter's Web sites, which she
depends on for income, were sabotaged. This is not
the proper computer term and would take time to repair.
To top it off, there was a hurricane off the East Coast.
Thousands of people were told to evacuate.
To help you understand how much we love this forest
retreat, we went anyway.
Sixteen hours of driving and we were breathing cool
mountain air. Surprisingly there was very little traffic
on the three interstate highways. We did pass convoys
of power and tree trimming trucks headed north.
We stopped at the new River Gorge Bridge to take
pictures of this spectacular span. Next a stop at our
favorite mom and pop cafe near the covered bridge at
Philippe West Virginia. The home cooking is consistently
delicious. My great-grandfather carved his initials on
this bridge during the Civil War.
All of my senses come to life at Blackwater. The smell
of the forest, the sound of the falls and the gurgling of
the little streams. The forest is full of ferns and moss
covered logs. It had rained recently and all kinds of
mushrooms and fungi were popping out for us to
oow-and-aww over.
My twelve-year-old granddaughter Alexus built a fire
in the cabin fireplace and we roasted marshmallows. After
three months of oppressive heat and mosquitoes, it was
wonderful to be able to sit outside on the porch and
just relax. We set up a croquet set in the soft grass
and shade of the front yard. My brother David and niece
Rene drove up from our home town of Parkersburg. It was
reminiscent of good family times playing croquet together.
The four days at the cabin flew by. We soon faced the
sixteen hour drive home. This time the roads were crowded.
We ran into two sections of stop and go traffic. For me,
it was worth it all. I would get back in the car and do it all
again.
Most of the time I am content where I have been planted. Terry
and I celebrated our 41st wedding anniversary yesterday.
It was great to spend the day together. We went to a
favorite lunch spot of mine out on the Cocoa Beach Pier.
We enjoyed watching surfers ride exceptionally large
waves for this area. These were due to another hurricane which
is mercifully staying off shore.
Pleasure can be found at home or in travels. It is God's good
pleasure to be included in every detail of our lives.

I include some of my writings.

Light Bowls

The upper leaves
are bowls
for sunshine
stirred by the wind
then dumped
As day moves into
evening shade
Silver rimed
they dance
and drink in all
the goodness
that the light
does offer
No memory of the storms
of yesterday
no thought of how
the winter winds
may blow
They hold the light
in beauty
seen by only those
whose eyes are lifted
high
Whose thoughts
have spilled enough of
temporal mind
to let light in
To serve as carriers
to spread the light
of love
Given to
what would otherwise be
in this world
without God's love
a Son-less day.

Gathering

As water flows
birds sing
colors continue to display
The mind of man dwells
on smoke and shadows
Concentrate
on what is real
on solid
where beauty can be found
For life is swift
Its flow
when all is said and done
returns unto its maker
To hear well done
or woe is me
Find out
His peace
Let flow
Christ's revelation
Beauty to be recognized
in Glory
spreading throughout
the earth
Reflections of the age
to come
When this mystery
that we call life
joins for all time
to celebrate
God's height
and depth
of love
to dwell with.

Don't Stop

My small house at the base
of an enormous rock face
So smooth no mortal man
could scale its high
My desire
to know the one who dwells
on high
I call out to Him
He drops His words down
from above
I study to know Him better
If I am thirsty in this
barren place
He lowers wineskins
full to overflowing for my thirst
When I'm hungry
bread arrives on ravens wings
I grow to trust
the one who dwells above
A harness like yoke is lowered
Dare I strap it on
What if I should fall
Death or even worse
a painful injury
might be my fate
Time and study of the words
He sends
the more I know
The day arrives when
I think I can
and still a little trepidation
can be felt
I yoke myself into
what the One above provided
I'm raised to heights
I'd never known before
The view of fruit filled valleys
well watered fields of grain
just beyond my knowledge
can be seen
I cry
no more
lower me so I can run and play
and feast on what I now can see
Time goes by
I visit once again
the home before that smooth rock wall
Looking up
I wonder what would I have seen
had I let Him lift me higher still
To my surprise
the harness is still there in tact
I with so little will
of mine alone
strap on this yoke
This time I do not cry to stop
as the life I'd known
stretches out before me
Higher still He lifts me
until the dizzying height
is almost more then I can bear
The quiet still small voice I hear
casts out all fear
Through my veins surges
such a strong desire
I hardly hold my heart from leaping
He swings me round to look into
the face of love perfected
All at once both life and death
seem but innocence reflections
of what no grave on earth
could ever hold
Heaven's mountain top
the face of God
His breath
surrounding me
all that I possess
could not compete
with such delight as this.

Questions

2011-08-16T20:14:00.000-04:00

August 2011 Blog

Questions

To be honest, when I get to Heaven
I have a lot of questions.
For instance, there was a war in Heaven
and God casts out the Devil/Dragon and
his Angels. That's a good thing.
God casts them down to the Earth. Then
He made man in His image. That's good.
God did this on Earth. It seems to me
that in the whole big universe He might
have had a safer spot for us.
I'm frustrated watching people that I see
day after day who are pain ridden and
crippled not getting fixed/healed.
I want fixed/healed.
I see saintly men and women on TV and
the Internet who pray and people get fixed.
The blind see, the deaf hear and cripples walk.
We need a few of those kinds of saints where
I live.
I'm not giving up. God said to ask, seek, and
knock. Faith comes by hearing. I'm going to
make sure my ears are cleaned out. I'm going
to keep expecting to see God's love and power
flowing close by. Maybe even flowing through
little old me.

John 3:17 God did not send His Son into the
world to condemn the world, but to save the
world through Him.

Mark 16: Go... preach the good news... In my
name place . hands on sick people and they
will get well.

Even Now

Resurrection
from the dead
is not a dinosaur tale
recorded to entertain
Its not an invention
that ghost stories
are made of
Resurrection
is the demonstration
that Almighty God
has chosen
to bring His reality
into lives
that have forgotten
from hence they came
So if you hear reported
that some
not to be left for dead
man or woman
was raised up
to breathe the air
a few days more
Remember
He who thought
to create the dinosaurs
of long ago
will someday come again
and is asking
even now
Will He find faith
on the Earth.

The Lifter of My Head

God is upbeat
not beat up
He has access
to more information
than you
Good and bad news
yet He chooses
to continue onward
and upward
Relying on
perpetual
unstoppable
resources
at His right hand
With an open invitation
for you
to taste and see
that the Lord is good
With mercy and grace
to all
who will come
and in His rest
be fed.

A Hope Chest

The treasure
is among us
Remember
who The Helper is
God knows all things
He reveals them
to those who will
call upon His name
Expect His rich reward
desire His best gifts
He has chosen you
to carry this good news
to all
Who is nearby you.

The Luncheon

2011-07-27T13:23:00.000-04:00

July 27, 2011 Blog.

The Luncheon

I attended a double birthday luncheon celebration yesterday.
The one birthday gal has survived enough health problems
to fill a whole hospital ward. There she sat at the head of
the table enjoying friends and a fine meal.
Another at the table, a 94-year-old woman, had survived the
bombings and near starvation of World War II in Germany.
She has buried husbands and all of her family. She is
among us as a living trophy of God's faithfulness for the
next generation to see.
The 2nd birthday lady has raised three children alone.
Two of which are special needs boys. They are as well
adjusted as any could be with their disabilities.
For some reason I have struggled to hold more then a
few sentences of conversation with her. On the ride home
she and another lady, who also has carried many of the
world's wounds, were giggling and laughing out loud in the
back seat. They had found some child's toy that had been
left there and were playing together with it. As the birthday
"girl's" spontaneous laughter filled the car. It was like all
of Heaven was partying. The joy was palpable in the car.
I understood that Holy Spirit was unlocking a treasure. A
jewel that I had not recognize in her. I was changed by the
sound of that laughter. I can't wait to see her again.

Some poems to share:

Eat From the Celestial

Deluged by God
Pouring down
jewels of wisdom
knowledge
to make the heartsick
well
His children
running into the pantry
of the loving Father
selecting supersized
containers
filled to overflowing
with purpose
Attention riveted
on flashing
brilliant light
that if focused on
any length of time
will blind them
to impossible
and create
x-ray vision
exposing the
unimaginable
walking at their side
Plugged in saints
with power bars
that last far longer
than 40 day exclusive
round trip fares
Taking them to where
the action never runs out
of more and more
exciting destinations.

From Here to There

Write Your whispered words
of love
on the tablet of my heart
Words that speak
to those You long to draw
to embrace
to pluck from pain
from falling over
the abyss of self
Liquid pools of tears
stored up
saved
not forgotten
in Your tenderness
Create a palette
to paint the image
of Your love
Your words
the essence
of revelatory light
like a sword
piercing frozen minds
Fire to burn
calderizing wounded souls
destined to sit beside
Your throne.

Timeless Thinking

It may be morning here
but somewhere
it is afternoon
You can plan for lunch
or ask the other side
what's been planned for
supper
Time relates to where
you stand
The timeless One
holds all of time together
In His hand
it's time to make
a miracle
To stand with Him
outside of what is now
and feed
and cloth
and rescue
out of His
inexhaustible supply
The plan is not
with complications
or tangled tape
God can use
whatever He has made
or rearrange some DNA
Surprise
remember it is He
who made an Adam.

4th of July Remembrances

2011-07-03T17:45:00.000-04:00

Blog. July 4th, 2011

4th of July Remembrances

Growing up my family, like many others, included
pulling out the barbecue grill as one of the 4th of July
traditions.
Mom would be busy in the kitchen icing her
famous chocolate cake and whipping up the batter for
homemade ice cream.
Then there were fireworks at the city park. Usually accompanied
by a lightning display that would outdo the man-made bursts.
One of the best 4th's was spent in New England. A parade
on the streets of some All-American midsize city that I
can't remember the name of. I was around 13 or 14 years old.
I remember the impressive costumed early colonials, marching
bands and drum corps. It seemed to go on and on. Truly a
display to make one proud to be an American.
Another special 4th was spent on the bank of the Ohio River
near Cincinnati. It was our nation's bicentennial celebration.
The local radio station had synchronized music and broadcast
it with the fireworks display. Our daughter was around eight months
old. She was frightened at first. The many family members
with us were able to reassure her that all was well and that
this was part of the fun festivities.
Then there are the memories of two incidents that were not
so pleasant. On one 4th I managed to be too close to the
hot embers falling. I ended up with a hot ash in my eye.
The pain was excruciating. No permanent damage but after that
I was very careful not to be too close.
Another time, sulfur from a sparkler ended up on my fingernail.
The end of my finger was a flame. It could not be distinguished
and had to burn off. After this I stay clear of sparklers.
This year I will be with my family once again. The day to include
good food and our own fireworks shot out over the lake.
The news media gives a dark future for our blessed nation.
I see many in America who believe that "Under God", all whose
faith leads to obedience, will know Christ's peace, even in the
midst of a storm.

I include some of my writings:

Say Can You See

Once upon a time
in the rockets red glare
The symbol of our freedom
stood waving
over the home of the brave
written and sung about
in the dawn's early light
As generations passed
this flag and its free people
changed
Their simple life
became complex
The threat of more bombs
came
Pray for men of honor
integrity and wisdom
with strength of character
to lead us
Remembering that we
not only battle
those of flesh and blood
That in the spirit realm
age-old enemies
whose hatred reaches
far back
before our founding fathers
wish to destroy the best
of who we are
He who sits about
the circle of the earth
who holds the
balanced scale
is watching
He will come again
triumphant on that day
Will He find us watching
standing in Christ's strength
or captured
buried 'neath
the good life's
wreath.

What Now

America has eaten
the forbidden fruit
munched it to the core
Now they must go out
and face the briars
and brambles
God has not left them
His Spirit is close by
to accept their sorrow
To lead them on
to where the better tree
is planted
provision in their time
of need
As eyes are opened
to what has been lost
Tears will be wiped away
Visions of a better way
be given.

Within His Plan

Change
to be desired
by the young
a change of clothes
of address
a change of partners
Then
as we grow older
change becomes
more difficult
Yesterday's fashion
appears just fine
to us today
The thought of moving
pains us
We've grown content
with those we love
Ironically
the biggest change
is yet to come
For every man
there is a season
and an hourglass
of time
to run its course
This final change
no mortal man
can plan out
for himself
Eternity
is written
in Christ's blood
His signature
must be found
upon our heads
His mark will destin us
to live
within His perfect plan
Without it
torn away
from all that's good
and right
In anguish
set apart
with time to change
no more.

Fathers Day

2011-06-18T15:05:00.000-04:00

June blog. # 2

Fathers Day

I recently came across a couple of
writings that I sent to my father
before he passed away at 101 years old.
I was most blessed to have had such an
incredible man as my father.
Here are two of my correspondence
with him.

My Father

Fathers are one of the God's
best ideas
Being a father himself
He knows just what
they need
Unlimited patience
a kind of love that can
overlook spilled milk
Wisdom that sees over
childish pleading
yet gives a better gift
then what was asked for
at the time
Dad had it all
He could look that look
that made me run
to please him
And when I'd mess up
big
he stayed close by
to help me pick up
all the pieces
Father God
I take this special day
to thank you for my dad
You picked him out
of all the choices
placed me in his arms
and stood by close
to guide him
Always looking forward
to this place in time
when You look at him
and say
Well done
my good and faithful
servant.

Reflections

My father knew the names
of many trees and plants
I didn't realize that this
was a rare accomplishment
until I went for a walk
in the woods
with my husband
What's that called
I asked
I don't know
said he
What kind of tree is that
How should I know
And so it went
My dad knew them all
by name
And with his sharing
as we walked
his world of not so very
long ago intertwined
with mine
As plants and trees
we walked along
this sharing of what
eyes can see
set roots
placed memories
That miles of separation
can not erase
Dad had given me
eyes to see
that even without
knowing names
walking together
can share
loves eternal seed.

FATHERS DAY

2011-06-18T13:51:00.000-04:00

The Doldrums

2011-06-10T17:19:00.000-04:00

June 2011 blog.

The Doldrums

Sometimes June can be a difficult month for me.
It brings a reminder that I am getting older [b. day month].
Most of my friends leave on vacations or go north for
their cooler summer digs. I choose to keep mostly indoors
out of the heat and sun. I didn't use to be bothered by this.
I would just find some water somewhere and dive right in.
These days the water would have to be calm, shallow
and quite warm to accommodate the present condition
of my skin and joints.
So, to cheer me up, I will tell about some of my blessings.
I can still breathe.
I have a wonderful husband and some of my family live
close by.
Then there's clean water, air-conditioning and lots of
delicious food.
Over and above it all, I have a constant Companion,
Holy Spirit, who lets me ease drop on the mind of God.
Pretty cool, hugh!

Some poems I wrote:

The Prescription

A cup of cheer
stir in two parts
laughter
twice a day
words of praise
Slathered with
equal parts
proclamation
of who is the
pain reliever for all
fallen down
Christ
the lifter off
of all despair.

Welcome Rest

Pleasant
is the presence
of the Lord
To speak
to hear His words
sitting by His side
Thanksgiving for the
simple things
For breath
and light
to recognize
what makes our lives
flow with expectation
One day
all will blend
and form a crown
A diadem
upon God's head
His reign to flow
and enter every
molecule
reshaping all of matter
into perfection
without end.

The Plan

Exploring forever
new wonders of creation
rolling into the distance
of possibilities unrestrained
by any shortcoming
Adventure only limited
when captured by beauty
so close
so breathtaking
that time does not exist
While contemplating
what kind of God
could remove all separations
and lead you to this very spot
as light and color flow together
in a symphony of passion
and beauty
Carried on Angels wings
into the very center
of burning love
that would incinerate anything
not already encapsuled in
immortality's garment
of praise
Which now rains down upon
the place where
the Ancient of Days has provided
a room that fits just perfect
in order to get a better view
of every moment's celebration
As multiplied riches
crowd His Majestic head
So I will struggle on a little farther
down this earth filled life
and sing a little louder of
His love
For I can hear Him calling
calling through uncertain
mist ahead
Walk this way my darling
faithful to the end
I will be beside you
all the way.

A Vision

2011-05-24T15:16:00.000-04:00

Blog: May 24

A Vision

I'd like to tell you about a radio program
I recently heard on the Internet.
A man named Sid Roth was interviewing
a pastor from Africa named Suprise Sithole.
I had the privilege of hearing Surprise speak
in Florida a few years ago. At that time he
related how, as a young man, he had come
to know Jesus. This was in spite of the fact
that his family for generations had lived
as witch doctors in a remote jungle area.
What impacted me the most about Surprise
was his humility and infectious joy. He is being
used mightily as a church planter in Mozambique.
In the radio interview, Surprise told of a vision
he had of Jesus. Christ was preparing tables for
the wedding supper. When a small gold ring fell.
Surprise said, it is so small only a baby could wear it.
Jesus replied, that was what His bride must be like.
Then Jesus took him to a castle wall. Surprise said,
that door, I will not fit through. Only a small child could.
Again Jesus said, my bride must be like that.
Then they entered a city. All the people were walking
around with trees growing out of the tops of their head.
He asked Jesus what this was. It is the tree of knowledge
and it needs to be cut off.
I was much impacted at the realization that I often walk
seeing others with the tree of the knowledge of their
good and evil. Instead of seeing them through the
finished work of Christ. Who has died for the sins of
the whole world.
I am determined to begin to see the tree of life.
Available now to all through Christ's Resurrection.
This is very freeing. Seeing with the mind of what
Jesus desires for both Saints and sinners.
With the expectation that those in my path,
can and will respond, Yes Lord.
And then be walking with the tree of life
over them.

The following are a few poems I have written.

God Revealing Thought

Rollout the carpet
of creation
music
art
drama
Stories that have not
been heard
songs
not yet sung
People
to climb into
and dig out
what they've done
Build a monument
make it out of
yet undiscovered
conglomerates of stone
Then plan for fountains
that spring up
from wells
that capture essences
of unknown
fragrant oils
Explore what once
was found
and then passed over
having not a vision
of its usefulness in time
Space exploring
microminiatures
examples of a new way
to display the molecules
of drops of dew
Paint a mural
that changes colored shapes
into each moment
Capturing the thought
that what is seen
is but a ragged image
of what God originally
had planned.

The Invisible's Image

So much
that can't be seen
Electricity
soundwaves
microwaves
the wires I see
The notes I hear
The food made hot
Gravity holds me fast
The microscopic parts
that make up me
stay put
when I sit or stand
Then there is God
there must be
For I feel the sun
and when it's clear
at night
can gaze at many more
He holds it altogether
and chose to let us see
all that is our space
in time
God sees
and saw
Christ placing
into each one
who let their eyes behold
the Son
truth
to set creation free
Embracing what we now
call love
every creature under Heaven
to be
through Christ's pure sacrifice
at one
at peace
through God
With His pure Spirit
reigning
over all.

More Than This World

When time has stretched
beyond the here and now
When day has dawned
without the need
of shadows
The space that we
be found in
is more then anyone alone
would choose
God himself removed
the veil
and opened up
the eye gate
providing garments
and a password
just for you
and He to know
The place prepared
a blending
of hopes perfected
As He fills the cracks
of our imperfect dreams
with what He knows
Far more then our
nearsighted eyes today
can understand.

Mother's Day

2011-05-17T16:05:00.002-04:00

May 2011 Blog

Mother's Day

Even though its come and gone for this year
I have to write something about my
wonderful mother. I wrote the following soon
after my mother passed away.

A Mother's Day Remembrance

My mother held my hand
as we walked to church
on Sunday mornings
She told me not to be afraid
when the dog along the way
began to bark
like a ferocious beast
In the summer
she came with me
to bible school
helping the class next door
build a model of the temple
She served cookies
at snack time
Mother was an assistant leader
for my Brownie troop
She was there to comfort me
when I didn't get nominated
for any of the officers
She was my greatest defender
whenever friends let me down
She would always go to bat
for me
She was home
when I came from school
for lunch
After school there were always
homemade snacks
waiting for me
and the smell of dinner
on the stove
My mother was often my nurse
The menu was just right
tea and toast
boiled egg or chicken noodle soup
We rode the city bus on Saturday
and toured the shops on main street
It was a special treat
to sit on a stool at the soda fountain
and get a hot dog and Coke
I was rewarded with a folder
of paper dolls
at the end of most shopping days
Christmas included much secrecy
as my mother sat up to
the wee hours of the night
cutting and sewing delicate
little costumes for the dolls
that I loved so much
I had found them hidden
deep in the desk drawer
and watched their progress
with mother safely busied
in the basement
Her hands in wash tubes
Monday mornings
We had a ringer washing machine
long into the years
of automatic washers
The crisp white sheets
and shirts hung out back
on the clothesline after most families
had automatic dryers
Mother canned tomatoes and beans
in the summer
Her homemade ice cream and cakes
were the best for every birthday
She prepared me to go off to college
by teaching me how to wash and iron
Ironing is becoming a lost art today
I remember the first conversation
that my mother had with me
acknowledging me as an adult
It was on a trip home from college
after her mother had died
We sat in my old bedroom
She talked about caring for Grandma
before she died and her death
My mother
who had taken care of me
all my life
was actually letting me see her
as a person
and allowing me to speak comforting words
to her
It was a right of passage
How well does anyone
ever get to know their mother as a person
The title keeps us blinded or blanketed
in the child realm
A clear understanding and a wide eyed revelation
of the treasure that was hidden
under mothers title
was revealed at her funeral
It seemed that half the town was there
Many stories were related of her kindness
as a friend
her encouragement to the hurting
and her wisdom to those
who wished to know God's word
My brothers and I wondered
how we could have lived with this woman
and taken freely from her hands
and not seen her heart more clearly
So as Heaven's balcony
allows the witnesses to watch
I say a heartfelt thank you
to Ruey Cosette Booth
I am blessed that you are my mother.

Easter Joy

2011-04-22T16:46:00.001-04:00

April blog: # 2

Easter Joy

Happy memories of Easter as a child,
always the basket of goodies
and a colored egg hunt
followed by church and seeing friends.
All, all dressed up. Even some with
hats and gloves.
Now, with my family, daughter and granddaughter,
we celebrate with a family feast,
enjoying each other's company.
Take time to say a thank you, to the God
who gave us resurrection through his Son.
Let the joy that was set before Christ Jesus
be your Hallelujah for the day.

I include some Easter themed poems.

Death to Life

Birds singing
lead to thoughts of spring
To thoughts of resurrection
of flowers bloom
tulips and yellow capped
jonquils
with their capacity to
just keep popping up
spring after spring
Memories of Easter eggs
of hunts and chocolate
bunnies
of new hats and skirts
and pattened shoes
that look so pretty
and leave blisters close
to ankles
Then the morning's
Sunrise
that day that shocked
the world
that God did really come
and do what no one
ever really had a clearer
view of
than weeping women
who didn't recognize
at first
That He who spoke
the morning
was standing
right there in full view
That they would be
the first
to breathlessly
let it be known
That Jesus lives
has overcome
and made all things new
forever
on that first
most Holy
Easter morn'.

The Price

I asked the Lord
to protect me against those
who would have me removed
from my work
He delivered and defended me
But it was not without cost
They spat on Him
struck Him with fists
and slapped the Holy One of God
I asked the Lord to forgive me
for my sharp tongue
that often does not edify
He did
and He cleansed me
completely
But it was not without cost
They stripped Him
plaited a crown of thorns
and struck Him
again and again
I prayed to be healed
from my body of aching
and He healed me
But it was by
a great cost to Him
They had him flogged
I asked to be reconciled
to my heavenly Father
and to be with Him always
and it is so
But not without a price
He was crucified
nailed to a cross
and lifted up
in plain sight
of all of His enemies
and mine
He was forsaken
So when I pray
and bring my petitions
before the living
glorified
risen Christ
I must remember the cost
and the deep love
that is stamped
on His reply.

Give Voice

The songbird's call
reflects my heart
this morning
Let my voice join in
rejoicing
in what Christ means
to me
My desire
to loose that which
lies hidden
deep within
to speak Christ's name
forever
To sing with voice
and words
that show the depth
of loves true meaning
That though He died
an awful death
and for a brief time
all seemed void
of meaning
The song
that Resurrection
Morning brings
rings on and on
and echoes
free forever
What price Your love
has fully paid
Hear now
my love for You
sounding unrestrained
expressed in glad
Hosannas
full refrain.

The Wind of March

2011-04-12T15:47:00.001-04:00

March Blog: 2011

The Wind of March

March went by like the wind it is known for.
I am attending some creative writing classes offered at
our local library. They are very encouraging and stretch
my writing to include more varied subjects.
We all watched in horror as the devastation of the Japanese
tsunami played out before our eyes. So much sadness.
Much prayer and support needed for those affected.
I attended a seminar on, loving Mormons. What a great idea,
interaction on the platform of God's love.
In the past I would read as many as one book a week.
Trouble with dry our eyes has slowed down my reading.
Somehow I managed to read three books last month.
Guy Chevreau's, "Spiritual Warfare Sideways", a very good book
with the emphasis of keeping the focus on Jesus.
Also "Seven Spirits Burning", by Crowder.
I re-read one of my favorites. "Sadhu Sundar Singh", by Thompson,
A biography of an Indian mystic who was a disciple of Jesus.
I'm working on a project based on his life.
March included two trips to Disney parks. One to Animal Kingdom,
where I visited the blue frogs and gorgeous tigers.
Another day spent at EPCOT Park's flower and garden festival.
We lunched outdoors with ducks and ibises wondering through.
Then dinner by a fountain watching a French gymnast act. Two little
Chinese boys playing in the water with their grandfather added to the
entertainment.
The month was rounded out by phone calls from brothers who live
far away and visits from friends who live south of here.
Although I'm homebound with a nasty cold at the moment, by soul
prospers with the many riches Christ has lavished on my life.

Some of my poems:

In The Now

If the road ahead
appears to be
only a destination
a challenge to endure
Take the blinders off
look left and right
stop and breathe
as if time is not
your master
Then experience the now
all along the way.

Infallible

The term
get it together
implies
that you are not
in control
A truth
that at its core
hints
this control
can somehow
be appropriated
Good news
a perfect time
to give control away
Hand it over
be found
in a much better
habitation
Christ
who holds all things
has given
an open invitation
His Kingdom
come
His power
inserted into all areas
of life
A place that allows
delight
to be ones daily bread.

In the Beginning

Formed
patterned
the dust of the earth
the water of life
Set ablaze with light
infused with breath
covered
chosen
placed
Then deception
crept to close
was not resisted
fallen
fallen into sorrow
out of sync
A promise is given
provision made
God providing himself
the resurrection
Flee destruction's
age old presence
fling yourself into
the waiting arms
of Christ
of love
of life
Giving up nothing
of eternal value
replacing temporary
tastes
with everlasting
long awaited union
with the source
For He is truth
and life.

Conference Highlights

2011-02-26T15:05:00.000-05:00

February 23, 2011 blog.

Conference Highlights

Yea, another goal reached. A second blog. post this month.
I recently attended a, Global Celebration, conference in
Fort Lauderdale for five days. Being at a conference this long
was a stretch for me, strength wise. Another challenge
was that I had fallen two days prior to departure. No broken bones
but tendons stretched and painful. My recovery was remarkably
fast. By time to go, only a slight limp remained.
All expectations of a fun adventure with friends and a time
of expanded joy were met at the conference.
The first speaker was James Goll. He provided
lodes of scriptures for this year. Lots of notes to study on.
The next speaker, Lance Wallnaw, was a pleasant surprise.
His talk was very encourageing. He is known as a
motivational teacher. This was fulfilled as my expectations
to impact for God's Kingdome were raised to a new level.
Julie Meyers led worship. She pulled us into true sacrifices
of praise.
Winnie Banov, as always, reminded us that we are co-co'd
with Christ. Co-crucified, buried, and risen with Him.
A special surprise was finding that Roland Baker of
Iris Ministry's was there. He infused with resurrection joy.
He had been so sick that he was said to be in a vegetative
state and is now fully restored. He said, "I was dead and
alive is better". His wife Heidi spoke and expectations of
God's power loosed on Earth were raised to new heights.
So many new friends were found among the 1,900 attending.
I told one lady, "we have all of eternity to hear each other's
story. I'll look you up".
Favor was there to sell my books and I should have taken more
copies with me.
Once again, after attending a conference, I have notes to
study and scriptures to meditate on for a good while.
A friend recently gave me a book of Walt Whitman's writings.
I am loving it and writing many new poems while reading his
inspiring words. Maybe by next month I will have some of them on the
computer to share.
With special love for you, I share the following of my writings:

The Name of the Lord

Jesus
what other name
surrounds You
with arms that lift
and carry
Jesus
the name that can change
disaster
into thanksgiving
Jesus
strong
ready to spring into action
He sits beside
the still waters
He lifts the overflowing
cup
to parched lips
He holds all matter together
and still listens intently
to your every prayer
A strong fortress
no matter how small
your danger be
Run to Him
and rest in safety.

First Choice

Your eyes are on me
Your unfailing love
has captured my desires
How can I let distractions
of the temporal
keep me from hearing
the call of Your eternal
purpose
for my life
Let Your unfailing love
wrap me
cloth me
So that any move I make
rustles into eternity
and fills Your Kingdome
with a sound
that draws attention
to You
Who fills all things
and surrounds me
with sounds of deliverance
Let the pounding
of my heart
match the thunder
of Heaven
As You determine
how You will seal
Your good intentions
for my life today
My hope is in You
my lord.

Spirit's Flame

Mystical union with God
with love
intoxicates
spines you 'round
perspective perfected
Priorities
lost in the mist
The moist of passion
refined
in His flame
of love.

Manatees and Birds

2011-02-02T20:42:00.000-05:00

Feb. 2011 Blog.

Manatees and Birds

January has flown by.
Today we are getting a taste of spring, 78 degrees.
I am overdressed and have the doors open.
Two outdoor adventures to report.
The first, a trip to Blue Springs to see the manatees.
They travel up into the spring for the warmer water.
We saw over 50.
The sky and crystal clear water were beautiful.
The view included spreading oaks adorned with
hanging moss and ferns.
This week it was a trip to the birding trail on
Cape Kennedy.
We saw herons, egrets, storks and, the most
exciting, two pink spoonbills.
I'm reading a book on the sevenfold Holy Spirit,
Seven Spirits Burning by John Crowder.
This is one of my favorite topics to study.
In the chapter on the Spirit of Understanding,
he points out that this deals with interpreting
the unseen realm and providing comprehension.
With a reference to Isaiah chapter 11.
The chapter on the Spirit of Might points out that
this is the actual energy of God flowing through us,
referencing Matthew chapter 10.
This Holy Spirit flow births realities from the
spiritual realm into the visible realm.
The Bible passage that I am meditating on this week
was referred to at the ladies Bible study I attend
on Tuesdays.
It's found in Joshua chapter 3.
..." the Lord will do amazing things among you".
I expect because God is a restorer of all things.
The following poems are from my journal writings
over the last two weeks.

Change

The power to transform
begins
with whose you are
Then
see what needs leveled
and smoothed
Providing
a clear path
for rivers of joy
ready to be released
as Christ rides
and justice prevails
Uniting
enabling freedom
to create
and co-operate
Pleasure
to be found
in His constant care.

Reality

Look ahead
into the heart of God
into what is beyond
the natural laws of man
See His possible
transformed
from impossible
in human eyes
into crystal clear
reality
As you enter in
be joined
as kingly heirs
A life of faith
made solid substance
through Christ's
all powerful love.

Christ In _

Expectations
When you know
whose you are
and have a clear view
of who dwells in you
Amazing follows.

God is Love

Inexhaustible
love's download
Give
and more
keeps piling up
until
the tipping point
unloads
to change
the world.

Seeing the Kingdom

2011-01-14T16:36:00.001-05:00

January 2011 blog.

Seeing the Kingdome

The words "in view of His Mercy"
are still instructing me this month.
They are strong to redirect my thinking.
This makes walking in love instead of judgment
instantly available.
Purging and organizing computer files and
desk clutter have kept me busy.
I will be starting work on the second book
in the "Listener" trilogy this month.
Getting rid of the distractions of a
to do list will help me to hunker down and
get to work. Then there's the fact that I am
only on the February 2008 journal in the task of
transferring poems I've written onto the computer.
This is continuous since I write several new ones
each week.
I am still studying the notes from the last conference
I attended. This has me presently meditating on John 3,
where Jesus talks about seeing the Kingdome of God
and entering the Kingdome. I did a word search of
"Kingdome" on my poems and found quite a few.
I share the following ones with you.
May joy in His Kingdome increase
exponentially for you this year.

Away With You

You have come
like You promised
Jesus fulfill
all my needs
taking me with Him
into His wild
exquisite Kingdome
No desire
left unfulfilled
You are all
I need
Living in Christ
fils my reservoir
Dripping floods
of wisdom
linking this world
to Heaven's
open door.

Power's Source

Like a man stumbling
in unfamiliar territory
the apostle of faith
wonders ever closer
to that wall
The wall
that is breached
when what he thinks
he knows
comes in contact
with what he saw of old
but could not interpret
fully
Until that time
when the mind of man
laid down his cherished
misconceptions
and walked through
the living flesh
of Christ's endless life
The brilliance of this
Holy place
now overcomes
all darkness
No shadow remains
The path of
Kingdome living
exposed
New wind's thirst quenching
properties
flow freely
leading all to come
and see beyond
dimension's opening
No stumbling
cloaks the way
to God's eternal home.

One Day in His House

Lord open my eyes
that I may fully participate
in this joyful assembly
Thank You for bringing me
to this mountain
the dwelling place
of the living God
Let me watch the dance of Heaven
That I may learn to move
in Holy reverence
taught by those
who have been perfected
before me
May I keep my eyes ever focused
on Your joy that is set before me
Not to be sidetracked by any sin
that would deflect Your purpose
Let me walk with those
who have seen the King
high and lifted up
Who are ready to celebrate
each day of the new birth
into the Kingdome of our God
and of His Christ
Let me move hand in hand
shoulder to shoulder with the Angels
who with joy are gathered
To watch as they move swiftly
in instant obedience to their captain
Who has been perfected
through suffering
once for all
seated on the Throne
Glorified
high and lifted up
Let me know that I am never alone
but surrounded by this great cloud
of witnesses
On the threshold of an eternity
made perfect by the payment
of His righteous blood
Rejoice and the exceeding glad
as the first notes
of the new song
begin.

December to New Year

2010-12-31T12:07:00.000-05:00

December to New Years Blog.

The Christmas eve gathering at
our house was enjoyed by 12
of our family members. As usural
we had way more food then we
could eat in one evening.
The festive pasta dish I discovered
turned out yummy. As did our
old-fashioned mince meat pie.
Old-fashioned, because this recipe
is made with meat and topped with
a brandy hard sauce.
Christmas Day we traveled over the
River and through the woods to
our daughter Amanda's house.
I overdid it playing the new Wii
dance along game but healed up
in a couple days.
My brother David ended up in the
hospital on Christmas Day as a
result of his COPD flaring up. He
is much improved today.
My other brother Danny, who lives
in southern California, was not affected
from the recent flooding and mudslides.
He did have his phone service out
of order a few days.
These happy and fortunate reflections
lead me to a phrase from the Bible
that has been a direction for
my life over the past few weeks.
"In view of His mercy".
With this great gift in view,
all imperfections pale.
Terry showed me a new way to access
my files and search through the hundreds
of poems I've written to find a certain
word or phrase. The following poems
are shared here as a result.
May God's mercy be constantly in view
as this New Year begins.

Flattening Deception

He is generous
beyond expectation
and does not hastily
hand out judgment
His mercy is strong
and leads to restoration
He gently lifts
those who have fallen
and pours soothing
healing waters
out for them
He hears the desire
of hearts
and grants them
for the sake
of pure joy
God has prepared beauty
He directs our eyes
so that no detail
of His provision is missed
Christ offers
glimpses of Glory
His anthems restore the mind
and strengthen the body
As He leads
we will leap over barriers
His name appearing over us
like a banner
declaring victory
and rich rewards.

In Celebration of What Will Be

As in a dream
I stood in a doorway last night
on the threshold of freedom
I could look in
and see the bands that holds me
falling off
I could hear the shouts of Heaven
as God showed himself strong
Mercy drops ran down
from my head onto my chest
The imagery of His victory
so real
so sweet
It released my tongue in peals of praise
of adoration to Jesus
My voice lifted in exultation
at the manifestation on earth
as it is in Heaven
Let drums beat out a rhythm of celebration
in rehearsal for that great day
When every eye will see
the flash of the soon and coming King
I'll throw back my head and shout
in expectation of the fall
of every barrier
holding back the waves of Glory
sweeping over the baren minds
of those who have not yet
looked on His face
A crescendo of the cosmos
is coming this way
heralding the culmination
of poured out lives
leading up to this great finished love
complete and perfect in purpose
for all mankind
That none should perish
but all be splashed with Glory
as He kicks up his heels
Old and young tripping through
the fully revealed goodness
of the Father's Love.

Why Wait

Love
righteousness
perfection
burning away the lies
of the enemy
As the heavens come down
and the Glory of God
covers the land
His peace reigns
over those who will bow
and accept His kiss
A mark for all eternity
showing favor
with the King
Clothed in brilliant
raiment
His name is Jesus
and He shall rule
over all the earth
Let mercy triumph
over judgment
another day
As the plantings
of salvation
rise to meet Him
in the air.

Announcing "Listeners" Publication

2010-12-22T22:17:00.001-05:00

December 2010 Blog

Announcing "Listeners" Publication

Another year has almost run away like a freight train.
This December marked the successful publication
of the children's book that I started writing
several years ago. The book is titled "Listeners",
and subtitled, A tale of early earth - The Journey Begins.
It's a fantasy fiction book in the style of
The Narnia Chronicles, which are a favorite
of mine. "Listeners" is geared to 7-13 -year-olds.
and is available at www.lulu.com., under the title
or Deborah Armstrong. For those who are not
comfortable ordering on the Internet and would like a
copy, you can purchase directly from me for $17.95.
This includes shipping.
435 Nora Avenue
Merritt Island, Florida
32952
December always starts off for us with a birthday party
for my daughter on the 1st. The fun continued as I
traveled to Lakeland with a friend to hear Georgian Banov.
It was an encouraging Jesus celebration.
My girls and I got to attend the taping of the
Disney Christmas Parade again this year and enjoyed
hearing Maria Carey Sing.
On a sad note, one of my two kitties has been very sick.
Those of you who are pet owners will understand
how they become important parts of your family.
This month has been a time of reconnecting with
relatives and old friends. The distance between us
erased with surprise phone calls, letters,and e-mails.
As I look back at my journal entries for this month,
here are a few notes from the Justice Conference
that I attended last month and continue studying.

Get to know, Jesus, the judge who restores dignity and
worth... ask for insite into what God is thinking and
feeling... Isaiah 32... a King will reign in righteousness
and princes will rule with justice... Matthew 12... He will
proclaim justice to the nation's... In His name the nations
will put their hope. Isaiah 59... no one calls for justice...
justice is far from us...
God is not discourage...Habakkuk 2... For the earth will
be filled with the knowledge of the Glory of the Lord as the
waters covering the sea...3... remember mercy... be joyful
... the sovereign Lord is my strength...

As 2010 comes to an end, keep your eyes looking at
the "view of His Mercy".

A Treasure Hunt

Find the baby Jesus
it's not that easy
today
There's bells
and Angel wings
wisemen following
a star
and in the center
a kind old saintly
gentleman
dressed in red
a long white beard
adorned
Christ's mass
so often missing
the one true
and living Christ
Who
for all mankind
to see
stepped down
into a lowly manger
to set mankind
at peace
with Father God
Emmanuel has come
to seal
with perfect
sacrificial love
true joy
to last eternity
With mighty shouts
of praise
the Angels
did proclaim
As goodness and
mercy
was born
that holy day.

Travel and Thanksgiving

2010-11-23T16:29:00.000-05:00

November 2010 Blog.

Travel and Thanksgiving

Lots of activity finished out the month of October.
Great Grandma Jennie took Alexus to Tallahassee
to visit the capital and museums. Terry and I
were invited along. It was a fun trip and an
educational reminder of our state history and
the workings of our government.
On return, I attended a conference on
God's justice. Most of the speakers were from
the International House of Prayer in Kansas City.
If you are a Web browser looked up Shelley
Hunley on You Tube. She was one of the
speakers. Teachings and a re-enactment
of her life story can be seen there.
This month I enjoyed two adventures at Disney.
First the food festival at Epcot. This year we
began at the opposite side of the park sampling
the nation's delicacies. In past years I'm too full
to enjoy this side. The first sampling was from
Poland, stuffed cabbage. It was a favorite. Another
favorite was the maple ginger ice cream from the
Far East. Before we left for the night we
enjoyed the dancing fountain performance.
The second Disney adventure was to the
Christmas Party at the Magic Kingdom Park. After
dawning my Christmas hat and vest, we
consumed all the hot chocolate and cookies
we could hold while watching the parade. The
dancers and costumes were fun. Then we watched
the fireworks over the sparklingly lit up castle, Wow!
My ladies Bible study went on a field trip to the
Morse Museum. They have a large collection of
Tiffany stained glass along with other Tiffany
creations. Such a beautiful reminder of Heavens
splendor.

A Bible verse for reflection
Romans 8 .. He who raised Christ from the dead
will also give life to your mortal bodies through His
Spirit, who lives in you.

A favorite quote --- behold and become
by Mike Bickel

Some poems:

God Bless

Thanksgiving
for turkeys and stuffing
for pies and for cake
for all kinds of squashes
with colors
you just can't mistake
I'm sure that in
washing up dishes
there'll be time to reflect
As Thanksgiving flies by
with a chilly November whiff
So savor this moment
plant a kiss on the cook
Then remember Thanksgiving
can wrap 'round the year
and bring all year fragrance
when family's held dear.

Thanksgiving Reflections

Possibilities
of what could be
are endless
Yet here we sit
in peace
Our plates are full
Our hearts
see all around
the ones
who love us
In giving thanks
we kiss the God
whose joy
is to continue
serving up
the blessings.

R.S.V.P.

You are invited
The Lord
of the universe
has prepared
a feast
All your hopes
and dreams
upped in volume
tweaked into
the menu
Paid in full
by Christ alone.

Trouble to Triumph

2010-10-10T19:42:00.000-04:00

Blog for - August and September

Troubles to Triumph

August started out with high hopes
for a grand adventure. A trip to my
beloved Blackwater Falls in West Virginia.
Amanda, Alexus and I started out and
made it to the border with Virginia.
Where we experienced the first snag.
There were no rooms at the inns.
We had waited too late and all hotel rooms
on the interstate were full for 100 miles.
We ended up at a "not so nice" room
off the main road. This required driving
in the dark on two-lane mountain roads.
Which my Florida daughter was not happy
about.
The next two days went well. My brother
David and niece Rene arrived at the cabin
for a visit. I can't remember the last time
my brother appeared so relaxed and happy.
The weight of careing for our elderly father
over the last twenty years had lifted.
Now that Dad is safe in Jesus' arms.
The rest of the trip was bumpy. The toilet
overflowed late one evening. The weather
was hot. Not the cool refreshment we
expected. Amanda got a wicked migraine.
And I developed a nasty infection from an
old injury.
It gets worse. The infection was deep.
And I had to have surgery when we got home.
The next six weeks involved pain and discomfort.
As my poor buttock cheek slowly healed.
This is probably T.M.I. for some.
Now the good news. I have almost totally
healed. Terry has retired. And the Lord
taught me awesome aspects of His ways
and His Kingdom during this. He visited
in my dreams and gave me some glorious visions.
Was it worth it. I love to learn and then place
what I can into poems. The Lord has
emphasized, these days, to trust, to live
in love, to not doubt the completion and power
of His forgiveness. To take Him at his word.
and to expect the miraculous every day.

Following are a few poems written over the
last two months.

Remembrance

Go there
go to where
He first was bruised
and see the power
loosed
Go to where
the piercing crown
was placed upon
His kingly brow
and let Him
set you free
Now go and stand
beside Him
as lashes open up
the Son of God
Be wholly cleansed
and know
it was enough
to cause all men
to be delivered
Cleansed
no longer captive
to what flesh
and blood
alone contains
This span of life
its pain
not to be compared
to what
the empty grave
has spoken
The King of Glory
rides
Come along
and with your praises
set in motion
revelation's power
Revealing all Christ's
mystery
setting more
of His reward
onboard the ark
that swiftly rides
As pleasure is found
in Him.

Chandeliers

Down deep
in the caves of pain
are crystal chandeliers
encapsuled
with pure love's elixir
Only those
asked to probe
the depths of pain
can play
their organ sound
Living praise
to light the travelers
way
Not the expected path
not the easy way
Pure love
has no hallowed
softly padded place
to lay its head
This love can only
be perfumed
in its own
cavernous way
The way of the depths
of the deep
deep love of Jesus
Echoing
crossing every painfully
agonizing breath
Marked by the knowing
that He is close
and bids to come on in
and dine with Him.

Live On

To touch His flesh
His body broken
the Holy wine
poured out
for you
for me
Then to turn
and be forever
change
giving thanks
as we together
form His new life
On Earth
transforming
with this expanding
mystery
each soul
He sends
our way.

Mystical Fragrance

2010-07-16T12:17:00.000-04:00

July blog 2010

Mystical Fragrance

Mystical - defined as relating to direct communion with God

A new month and I continue meditating on Colossians chapter 2. I've narrowed this down to the words, "In Him", realizing that this is a whole different place to be.
This has been an inspiring time for me. So I have chosen a few of my writings to share.

Glory Surfing

The wave
building
far from shore
His power unleashed
To watch
and admire
is one thing
To stay on the shore
is to meet
with a mighty blow
Paddle out
expect to ride
inside the curl
Experience aspects
of the Almighty
that moment before
were but adjectives
on a flat surface
Spread your arms
bend the knee
and ride
Life will never
be the same.

Deeper Still

Have you scratched
the surface
of what is prepared
for those
who refuse to be
excluded
from the exquisite
perfect life
hidden in Christ Jesus
Burst through
the temporal surface
into pleasures
with He who
rose victorious
over death
who beckons
come to Me
and drink the wine
of My pleasure.

Today is Tomorrow

Wait on the Lord
wrap yourself in Him
prepare to fly
jump with the Master
into the unknown
Tie yourself to the
solid One
let the flood go by
let His courage
infuse you
with strength
His kingdom stands firm
When His promises
are seen
We are revealed
as His.

Beauty Looks

Some spots on earth
take your breath away
Some experiences
do the same
New life
springing up
lemons
into lemonade
Watch
look forward
to the greater things
As God hovers close
each time
we kiss His Son.

Together

Imagine
dream with God
Who are you
in the Creator
Then
dwell within
His limitless
domain.

Signs

The earth screams
spewing out ash
crying out
for the revelation
of the sons
and daughters
The earth quakes
groaning
a moving mantle
waiting
for His mantle
to fall
onto His bride
Get ready
yield
be clothed
in His grace
proclaim
His excellence
And the whole Earth
will be filled
and rest
at peace
for a time
before that great
and terrible
day of the Lord.

Safety

Lord of the islands
Lord of the sea
drape Your peace
over our fragile
frames.

Is it Summer Yet

2010-06-19T17:45:00.000-04:00

May blog
in June

Is It Summer Yet

Time keeps marching on without my knowledge or permission.
May is just a blur. Without my daily journal entries I would swear
it hadn't passed by at all.
So I went back and read May's entries.
I attended a fish-a-thon with my granddaughter Alexus
worked with her on homeschool lessons
bought a video called "Furious Love", about Christ's love in the face
of evil and persecution around the world.I found it very encouraging and empowering
I visited with friends
helped my husband Terry with a translation of a Spanish treasure book, we are
still working on this.
wrote lots of new poems
handed poems to waitresses and clerks along the way
So I was busy.
I'm studying and meditating on the book of Collosians now. I find the Amplified Bible
to be very helpfull.
I include another "parfait" of verses that have helped me this last month. They help me
to move on, not getting bogged down by these temporary skin conditions that try to
hobble me and consume my peace. God always wins.

.. Rejoice in the Lord always.. Don't be anxious..the peace of God..will guard..
Think about what's true...noble...right...pure...admirable...excellent or praise worthy...
God will meet all.needs according to His glorious riches.. Philippines 4
..new wine will drip from the mountains... Amos 9
...the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God... Romans 11
...by His wounds we are healed.. Isaiah 53
...by His wounds you have been healed...1 Peter 2
... I am the Lord who heals you... Exodus 15
... I will do whatever you ask in my name so that the Son may bring Glory to
the Father... John 14
... ask and you will receive and your joy will be complete... John 16
... Everyone who believes that Jesus is the Christ is born of God... he who
has the Son has life...1 John 5

I hope to write again in June, before that, life mark, called my birthday overtakes me.
In closing, here's a recent poem I wrote.

Beyond Microscopic

Swirling round and round
the particles of life
atoms of light
protons of power
quirks
of the distinct
signature
of the Holy One
Get on your mark
that He has set
before your life began
Get set
to walk into
the greater expectations
He has in you
Go into
the very flesh and blood
of Christ
Who seals you
for all time
and time again
His Kingdom
resurrected life
flowing
scene by the spirit
Love triumphant
without end.

Word Parfait's

2010-04-26T15:42:00.000-04:00

April Blog

Word Parfait's

This is a great time of year in Florida. The temperature is just right
and most plants are flowering. I love to sit on my porch and devour
the Bible. This usually leads to the writing of several new poems.
I have been exploring some ideas on how to share the good news
with a larger circle of people.
I like to write what I call Jesus "parfaits". Scripture snippets that when
read together lift me up and set me where the Angels sing.
I include an example:

... God is light..(His city) does not need the sun.. the glory of God gives.
light and the Lamb is its lamp...(Jesus) the light of the world... whoever
follows... will have the light of life... whoever lives by the light comes into
the light.
These words were taken from, I John, Revelation 2, and John 8.

Another days parfait:
... Jesus said... I am not of this world... baptized into Christ...
we too may live a new life... united with Him in his resurrection...
death no longer has any mastery over us... the life (Christ) lives
He lives to God... yourself... alive to God... offer yourselves to God...
instruments of righteousness... your Master... Grace... I have been
crucified with Christ and I no longer live but Christ lives in me. The
life I live in the body I live by faith in the Son.
John 8, Romans 6, Galations 2.

One more Heavily flavor to savor:
... anyone... in Christ... is a new creation... the new has come...
in Him we become... righteousness... love and faithfulness meet together,
righteousness and peace kiss each other... a heart at peace gives life
to the body... in (Christ) you have peace... I have overcome the world.
I Corinthians 5, Psalms 85, Proverbs 14, John 16.
Meditating on these words is life giving.

I include a poem:

A Morning Prayer

Thank You
for the singing birds
They add just the right
accompaniment
joined with the
flowing fountain's song
Light and shadow
on the lawn mixed expertly
with the color of the leaves
A patchwork
for hop scotching critters
to play among the grasses
Peace revealed and echoed
by the purring of the cat
curled up at my feet
Your Kingdome's echo
here on earth
in spite of misconceptions
of what's available
through full agreement
with what You have
already provided
Your perfect plan
composed and carried out
right before man's eyes
Now bringing restoration
Our hearts to be enclosed
as one.

A Double Celebration

2010-04-02T21:13:00.000-04:00

March blog
(I know it's already April, I'm a little behind the time.)

A Double Celebration

The month of March opened for me with a trip to Boca Raton FL
where friends and I attended a "Global Celebration" conference.
This was a six-day conference which included three meetings
a day.
The main speaker was Georgian Banov. He and his wife Winnie
travel the world loving and sharing Christ with the poor.
Teachings presented by the various speakers provided a new
depth of understanding of what being co-crucified with Christ
and living a life fully possessed by the Holy Spirit means.
Benjamin Dunn led worship and taught from a collection of 30
different Bible translations. The joyful message of the gospel
was intoxicating.
Other speakers included Charels Carr who spoke on the
Kingdom of God and the believers authority over demons.
Will Matthews, an NFL football player, spoke briefly along with
Jerry Anderson, a businessman who successfully trains
correctional officers. His accounts of the changes in the
prisons in Columbia were extraordinary.
Bill Vandenbush was a surprise addition. He taught those
in attendance how to "treasure hunt", among other life
changing revelations he presented, revealing a new debth
of the workings of the Kingdom of God.
Sid Roth, John Arnott and Patricia King also were among
the speakers.
The C.D.'s, D.V.D.'s and books that we brought back continue
to add to increasing awareness of Christ in us the hope of Glory.
This includes a newfound freedom to share the depth of the
love and compassion of our happy God. These revelations
and teachings are at an atomic, nuclear, life altering perspective.
After only a few days of rest back home, the call came that
my father had died. Terry and I packed the car and drove to
West Virginia. The flowering trees and new spring colors were
breathtaking on the drive.
It was not a sad good by to Dad. I know he had finished his
course and that he and Mom were now celebrating with Jesus.
Friends and family that I had not seen for 30 years arrived to
give condolences. Some family friends that I was not aware
were still living came to say goodbye. Dad was 101 years old.
His last remaining brother attended. My mother's brother proceeded
over the funeral service. My brother came from California. My
brother David, who has cared for our father for the last 20 years,
was the one who needed the most encouragement. It will be an
adjustment for him to live alone again after so many years as Dad's
faithful care giver.
I close with a poem that I wrote and read at the funeral.

My Father's Day

Father's are one of God's
best ideas
Being a father himself
He knows just what
they need
Unlimited patience
a kind of love that can
overlook spilled milk
Wisdom that sees over
childish pleading
yet gives a better gift
then what was asked for
at the time
Dad had it all
He could look that look
that made me run
to please him
And when I'd mess up
big
he stayed close by
to help me pick up
all the pieces
Father God
I take this special day
to thank you for my Dad
You picked him out
of all the choices
placed me in his arms
and stood by close
to guide him
Always looking forward
to this place in time
when You look at him
and say
Well done
my good and faithful
servant.

2010-02-13T09:46:00.001-05:00

February Thoughts on Love

Valentine's Discovery

Does love wear a negligee
or does it stoop and wash
ones stinky feet
Does love make you feel good
after the one night stand
has left the toothpaste lid
on the floor
or is it leaving a third
of his dinner uneaten
so that his disabled wife
won't be left at the table alone
struggling with her knife and fork
Is the strength of love
demonstrated by
three dozen roses
left trailing up
the bedroom stairs
or is it making sure that
the toilet paper spool
never runs out
in the night
when that third trip
just can't wait
Love is not a sudden urge
It does not leave as soon as
the age defining lines appear
Love doesn't wave goodbye
as the sports car leaves
the assisted living facility
once a year
Love is an unexpected kiss
while pealing onions
It hands over the remote
without being asked
and it never never
runs out of passion
once desire turns to
companionship.

2010-02-13T09:46:00.000-05:00

February Thoughts on Love

2010-02-12T14:21:00.001-05:00

Earthquakes and Sleet

2010-02-02T19:08:00.001-05:00

January Blog.

Earthquakes and Sleet

Okay, so it's February. I am still in a January flow.
January started off with Alexus turning 11
and with lots of visits with friends.
The Florida weather was cooler then usural.
One day it even sleeted almost to the point of snowflakes.
David reported that Dad was having a struggle to eat
the rehab.center food and wanted to sleep more than he should.
Then the earthquake in Haiti,
the horror brought right into living rooms on TV.
What to do to help?
So many lives lost or turned upside down.
Every little convenience of my life taking on the need
to be so very thankful.
Laurie took me to a "Harp and Bull" prayer gathering.
So powerful to begin each prayer with scripture
and end with music and praise.
Ken Malone gave a short teaching on prayer.
The worship music was very uplifting.
I attended a 90'th birthday dinner for a lady
who grew up in Germany during the second world war.
She told several stories of her life in Germany back then.
Her first hand accounts helped explain how Hitler rose to power
and showed how, without understanding, this could happened again.
I also got to go to the "Gospel and Grub" night at church.
Local musicians and singers performed.
One man was a flamenco guitarist, very talented.
Also a "Bard" recited some poetry.
I had opportunity to read a few of my poems.
It was great fun.
Dad is getting stronger and at last report is eating more.
I'm looking forward to more visits with friends this month
and attending the fair where Alexus will show her 4-H steer.

A poem

Change the Day

Monotony and sameness
their color is but gray
Gray sky
gray thoughts
gray mood
they seem to taunt
the heart beat
Pick up the pen
a whisper's heard
etch forest glens
and mountain roads
then take up colors
lying in the dust
and paint out all the
grayness
Inside the heart
is light and breath
to blow away the shadows
Emerging from a grave
of doubt
creation's colored window
can shine through fingers
wakened up
Arise
the melody of art
longs to play and
brighten winter's sun
Let it shine
let it clean away
the darkness.

2010-02-02T15:02:00.000-05:00

Christmas in Florida

2009-12-31T17:40:00.001-05:00

December Blog

Christmas in Florida

This December had wings on it. It flew by starting with my daughter
Amanda's birthday on December 1st.
This was followed by a trip to the Magic Kingdom to be part of
the filming of Disney's Christmas Day parade. We heard Chris Allen
sing and had a very pleasant fun day.
Next we went to a Christmas Orchestra performance in Melbourne
which included a talented children's choir.
At home decorations were set in place, presents wrapped and the
menu set for our traditional Christmas Eve open house feasted.
Carrisa came again this year and helped with the cooking.
We over did the menu and even Terry was put to work chopping and
stirring in order to be finished in time. We were 22 celebrating together.
Christmas dinner was enjoyed at Amanda's in St. Cloud.
You'd think that I could slow down then. Two days of cleaning up and
putting away after the party, then another two fun day's at Amanda's
playing with Alexus. Not done yet, Alexus birthday is on January 5th.
New Years Eve finds Terry doing yard work and me trying to catch up
with the house before the Tinneys arrive. It will be surprising if we are
still awake this midnight.
All of the activities were overshadowed by the news that my 101 yr. old
father fell and broke his hip on December 1st. It is amazing, but the hip
was put back together and he is on the mend. David is right by his side
cheering him on. Dad had another fall at the rehab center and is back
at the hospital. Nothing else was broken. He misses David's cooking
and his easy chair. We pray Dad will get strong and be back home soon.
My New Year's resolution -
As I open my eyes each morning
each day will be a joy and pleasure in God's eyes.

0 Happy Day

God's plan
at just the right time
to send His Son
The ancients spoke of this birth
They looked forward in time
We look back
and remember
with "Oh Holy Night"
and "Little Town of Bethlehem"
With heart and voice proclaim
the Savior who is Christ the Lord
proclaim this King of kings
and Lord of Lord's
Do not despair
rejoice
for yet a little passing
of the sun and moon
and once again
He is coming
For the government should be
upon His shoulders
and He shall reign
forever and ever
and of His peace
there shall be no end.

Christmas in Florida

2009-12-31T16:59:00.001-05:00

November Blog: Conferences

2009-11-18T20:08:00.002-05:00

The last few weeks have been full of Jesus conferences for me.
John Paul Jackson was one of the speakers.
I'm still studying the notes and meditating on the Bible verses used.
He talked about the difference between healing and miracles.
With healing something is removed and miracles something added.
Also how some are healed through their faith in Christ our healer.
While others through the faith of those who brought them to Jesus
and still others in a corporate faith setting.
Another teaching was from the book of Deuteronomy Chapter 7,
comparing conquering our enemies today with those that the Israelites
faced in the promised land.
The other speaker was Keith Miller.
I'm still studying notes from his exciteing teachings.
I was also able to go to meetings in Lakeland. David Herzog was the speaker.
He is the host of a TV program, The Glory Zone.
The meetings were full of encouragement and good news.
On the way over to Lakeland, on Veterans Day, I searched for veterans to thank
and to give a poem to. This was great fun. One man gave me a big hug
and another teared up. It was a privelage to meet two unsung heros.
I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving with the family.
Every day is a day to give thanks to our great, loving God who in His mercy
and grace gives us breath and every good thing we have in Him.

Beyond Pilgrims

How to give a proper thanks
to Him who gave us sunshine
What little note
what thank you lines
could here express
the way our lives have prospered
with His blessings
Each bite of food
each warm wool scarf
each chair to sit and rest on
provided silk and sheep and seed
to lead to what was made and sold
Let's pick a day to set aside
to remember all that God has done
Let's feast not only with those
closest to us
Let's invite the neighbors
friends and those who eat alone
Ler's call it what its ment to be
Thanksgiving Day is more than
meat and bread
It's a day to show to God on high
we see
we love
we welcome You
Take the chair that heads this table
We pray to always share You first
and for dessert
Your blessings.

November Blog: Conferences

2009-11-17T16:40:00.000-05:00

October Halloween Blog.

2009-10-26T16:33:00.001-04:00

October Halloween Blog.
A story:
The Halloween Buzz
Little Laurie was invited to a party
the night before Halloween.
She imagined that her costume
would be a bumblebee.
Laurie carefully applied her stripes
and attached the plastic bubble wings.
She wasn't sure about the stinger
and decided at the last minute
that a good strong buzz would be
enough.
Laurie rode to the party with a friend.
When they arrived the street was full
of goblins and ghosts with a spattering
of pirates and princesses.
Laurie, as far as she could tell,
was the lone bee.
She felt silly in her floppy antennas.
The more she got into the role
she was dressed to be
the sillier she got.
She was so silly that she walked
up to an especially large oger
and asked if they wanted a buzz.
By this time her buzzing was very
authentic.
The oger said, "sure"
and to both of their surprise
he began to flap invisible wings
and buzz.
This startled a nearby witch
who said, "I want to buzz".
Laurie was happy to share
and soon the witch was buzzing
so high that she lost her broom
down the pouch of a nearby
kangaroo who lost its balance
and fell down.
It began to spin around
on the ground.
This started a chain reaction
and soon a pile of goblins tripped
and fell
buzzing into a pod of aliens
who also fell on the ground
in a buzz.
A passing patrol car couldn't help
but notice the strange scene.
He stopped to investigate.
One little pirate was buzzing so fast
that he mistook the policemen
for a party goer and buzzed him
right into the middle of a family of
Bo Peeps and sheep.
Much to the amazement of all
the police officer took out his radio
and instead of calling for help
began to buzz into the receiver.
This brought several more police cars
and a sheriff.
Those who had gathered around
the buzzing heap
were consumed by such fits of laughter
that the new arrivals
thought they were drunk
and called the paddy wagon.
By the time the truck arrived
Laurie had buzzed her way over
to the sheriff
and while trying to explain
how they were not drunk as he supposed
notice her friend holding a sign
Thinking he was helping
it read, "want a buzz?"
The sheriff was not thinking bee wise
and tried to handcuff Laurie.
He began to sneeze and fell to his knees
and Laurie's bees were all around him.
He then could see clearly
this was just what was advertised
and spoken of by the patrol chief.
The party he was now a part of.

Birdwatching, Fall & the Weather

2009-10-07T16:21:00.001-04:00

Blog for October
Birdwatching, Fall and the Weather
I could never be a city dweller.
I need birds in my life.
My husband heard a bird fly into our big front window
the other evening.
He went out to investigate.
Sure enough a small Wren was sitting there
on the ground stunned.
Terry picked it up and held it gently talking to it
until it realized where it was and flew off.
Another day last week my friend and I
discovered a young cattle Egret sitting on the top
of her car in the MacDonalds parking lot.
As we admired it we tried to talk it into taking flight.
It was very at ease even with the highway
buzzing with traffic close by.
We had to be somewhere so we got in
and started the car.
The bird stayed put as we slowly drove through
the parking lot.
It finally hopped off into some nearby shrubs.
This is the first time that I have ever been
eye to eye with an Egret in order to
admire how truly beautiful they are.
While at the Magic Kingdome at Disneyland last week
I watched a white Heron in a little garden area.
It was moving in time to the music.
One would have thought it placed there
by the imagineer animators except for the fact
that it finally flew away.
I wish that you could hear the feathered concert
going on right now outside my window.
City dweller's you are missing out.
As for the weather, the sun is setting
at the appropriate time for October in this latitude
but the temperature is not behaving.
We are in the midst of record-breaking heat
and I can not yet enjoy my porch.
A friend stopped by on her way back from
the summer spent in Canada.
She reported that when she left two days ago
she was dressed in long underwear and boots.
This sounds extreme for my comfort.
So I will stop complaining and be happy that I have
air-conditioning.
I noticed a good-looking pumpkin inside the door
at a friend's house.
I commented that she had better leave it indoors
or it would soon look like the witch in the Wizard
of Oz, "I'm melting".
I saw the cutest thing at Disney's, Not So Scary
Halloween party, last week.
This was in the cool of evening.
We went last year too.
Most of the costumes are very cute or just pure fun.
Two small brothers were dressed one as Peter Pan
the other as Captain Hook.
He had on a hat that was as big as he was.
God has promised that the times and seasons
are sure.
So I will not act surprised if Fall in Florida arrives
suddenly.
I'll join with what I hear that the Australians like to say
"no worries".
I'll be content and shower often.

Close Encounter of the Dove
There were a half-dozen people in the pool
when the dove arrived
It walked around the edge of the pool
like doves do
Pat and I were quite close to the bird
as we continued to soak
in the warm water
The dove stayed near us
for an unusually long time
We were close enough
that we could admire its feathers
shining in the sunlight
The dove stayed
until Pat raised her voice
to speak to it
Then it was off
chirping as it flew away
This closeness to a dove
the lack of fear that it showed
turned my thoughts to the Holy Spirit
The Comforter
the one whom Jesus said
would teach us all things
This encounter was a gentle reminder
of God's peace and safety
even when we feel fragile or alone
May the truth of God's promise
abide with you today
The riches of the knowledge of God's ways
The peace that can be known
by those who receive the Dove
Let His Holy presence
be as close to those I love
as a dove landing and staying
Let His perfect love be known
as I set my face
to see God's pleasure
fulfilled in this land today.

The World Trade Center Disaster

2009-09-11T14:52:00.000-04:00

September Blog
Remembering the World Trade Centers
My thoughts today are like so many others
on what happened eight years ago today.
Those of us who are old enough,
remember exactly where we were
when we heard of President Kennedy
being shot.
9/11 is like that.
I remember where I was when the pictures
began to be flashed on the television screen.
This sparks several days of memories of
exactly where I was and what I was doing.
So many of our days go by with few tacks
to jog a memory.
What have we learned? How have I changed?
Bible verses that had no close ties to my
peaceful life, now seem more relevant.
Anyone or anything out of the ordinary
when I am in public places are
more likely to grab my attention.
Many heroes emerged along with
the handful of villains on that day.
I pend a short story after hearing
and reading of one group of those heroes
I titled it "Marvelous Miracle".
I include this story today and hope
it will be an encouragement that even
in the most desperate of times, we are
not alone.
Marvelous Miracle
The date was 9/11
As the horrific scene unfolded
on the nation's television screens
a simple prayer was whispered
by one descending from the
inferno as they passed
firefighters selflessly climbing
into the chaos
Order their steps
Lord Jesus
Her day at the Trade Center
had begun like any other
nothing out of the ordinary
Then the noise
and all around her was shaken
Fear tried to grip her belly
It was clear that the steps
the long descent to safety
must begin
The thought of going down
one flight of stairs
on her old knees
an hour ago
seemed an impossible chore
Now 81 flights of stairs
loomed ahead
Nothing to be said
but to begin
After 35 flights it was clear
that she could go no further
One step had become two
until all strength was gone
Then she saw them
huffing and puffing
up and around
the winding rows of steps
They were younger than
her fifty-nine years
Their eyes showed
that they knew the danger
of staying one minute
too long
As the walls began to crack
and vibrate
the blueprints were clear
The heat was too intense
Zealots hatred
had penetrated too deep
The walls would soon
come crashing down
The magnificent edifice
which had seemed so permanent
now felt paper thin
With time running out
they would take her with them
An escort that had intended
to ascend into hell itself
now wisely settled
on the rescue of one soul
This decision would allow
a chance to respond
at other times
to disasters more familiar
less diabolical
and helplessly absurd
She took strength from them
The descent continued
until so close to the light of day
her last resolve was depleted
She had to stop
There were seven
of these men of honor with her
Their steps as clear to God
as any sparrows
Then with a sound atomic pitched
the walls came down
Tons and tons of the center
of world trade and finance
falling
falling into the pit
Left standing
where thousands lay crushed
were seven men and one woman
Nesled in the swirling
choking dust
on a life raft of stairs
and one landing
The steps of a righteous man
are ordered by the Lord
Though a thousand may fall
at your right hand
He puts His Angels
in charge over you
Jehovah-jireh cares for you.

Not Ordinary

2009-08-29T14:28:00.001-04:00

August blog
Not Ordinary
After the great vacation in West Virginia in July
I really didn't have any high hopes or expectations
for August and in the Florida heat.
Surprise, it has been an extraordinary month.
My husband ordered several advance reader copies
of the children's novel I have been working on
over the last 4 yr. What fun to see the manuscript
in book form and to hold it in my hands
complete with pictures. The cover and introductory
pages are still in the works. I will be sure to shout
when it is finished.
Then, on an ordinary Sunday afternoon
surprise, a phone call from an old college friend
and roommate that I hadn't heard from in over 30 years.
We had a long talk to catch up and since then have
exchange pictures of how we look today along with
newsy letters. It was better than Christmas.
Well at least as good as.
At the last-minute I heard about a C. S. Lewis
conference being held near Orlando. I was able
to entice a friend to go. And, surprise,
tickets in hand we went on a 2 day adventure.
C. S. Lewis's son Douglas Gresham spoke.
He is co-producer of the two "Narnia" movies and is
presently in Australia working on the set of the next
movie in the Narnia Chronicles series.
The author of the best-selling book "The Shack",
spoke on how Lewis's writings have influenced him.
Jill Briscoe, who has published 40 books ( I would
have to live to be 200 years old ) spok. She was at
University in England when Lewis taught their.
I have recently discovered Sara Groves music
videos on You Tube and really like her music.
She gave a concert interspersed with quotes from
Lewis's books which have influenced her music.
Next an actor, whose name escapes me, performed
a one-man show, enacting one of Lewis's books.
I can't remember the title but it was excellent.
What a fun two days. I came away encouraged
to continue writing.
The following weekend my friend picked me up
and we then picked up my granddaughter
and were off to a 2 night music celebration.
It was a group of teens who call their meeting
Fire Dwellers. The musicians and singers
were young men and women who lead worship
at several different churchs.It was loud, enthusiastic
and uplifting.
So as we move into September, I am convinced
that with Jesus in the lead every day will be
full of instruction on how to move closer in
to His Kingdom on earth as it is in Heaven.

Dawn's Migration
No beauty can be seen
without God's light
He illuminates his gifts
and within this illumination
flows His promise
There is more to come
Heaven's realm processes
perfection's grass
to roll in
while listening to the songs
of new creation
with matching colors
to drawout laughter
Pure pleasure echoing
childlike spontaneous delight
These sites and sounds
found within God's presence
you and He
can for all eternity
follow after.

My Vacation

2009-07-18T15:57:00.000-04:00

July Blog
My Vacation
There's this park in West Virginia called Blackwater Falls.
I've been going there since I was a child. It's full of
happy memories of vacations over the years.
My daughter and granddaughter and I just returned
from four days in a cabin there. The air was crisp,
the trails lined with rhododendron in bloom and the
mountain stream's babbling their music.
Each time I go there, I think this time I will be
satisfied. This year the change from the Florida heat
and coastal flatlands will satisfy.
As much as I love my home, I can't help but continue
to dream of mountain air and forest birds,
of moss covered logs and fern carpeted glens.
I guess I will always want it all. So much of love
is dreamed. And God's spirits embrace is the only
truly satisfying realm available in every season.

Just a Little Walk
The shade of blue
chosen to paint the sky
is my favorite
The budding branches
of new spring leaves
hint of Your perfection
Babbling water
at my feet
reminds me of
the healing waters
that will flow
out from under Your throne
Your creation
Your handiwork
Your promises
cause my soul to rise
to join with the clapping trees
in adoration to the one
true and living God
that I love.

What Does It Mean

2009-06-03T15:31:00.000-04:00

June Blog
What Does It Mean
This is a question I have been asking most of my life.
My mother used to read me the book of revelation as a bedtime story, at my request. I was fascinated by it.
The question that persisted over the years is, what is the sevenfold Spirit of God. I sensed that this was important. I went to church, read books, heard conference speakers, yet up until now had not seen this addressed much.
I was excited when I heard a man named Keith Miller on a TV show, say he had written a book that addressed this. I had a hard time finding a copy. I'm about halfway through the book. The title is "Surrender to the Spirit". It contains so many Bible references that its slow reading. Some I will mention are Revelation chapter 4, Isaiah chapter 11, and Zechariah chapter 3 and 4. This is by far the best explanation that I have heard. This is exciting to me, that God remembered my question and put this book in my hands so many years later.

Open The Heavens
Longing in my soul
thirst
for the deep pools of God
for His embrace
His clarity
of life's purpose
To ride the wild waters
with Him
holding on
safe
as we sit atop
what He has built
All else shaken
crushed
broken in pieces
cast upon the bank
left behind
As we ride the rapids
swiftly
toward the sea
of His endless love.

Nature on Display

2009-05-07T14:14:00.000-04:00

Blog for May

Nature on Display
I recently went to Disney's EPCOT flower and garden show. My friend Chris and I went specifically to spend the day out of doors before our Florida heat sets in. It was a gorgeous, temperate, sunshine filled day complete with a delicious breeze. We stopped to admire every bloom, and topiary. The display coordinator for this event is a master at color and design using natural elements. We strolled leisurely through the park stopping often. Part of my enjoyment at any Disney park is people watching. This day did not disappoint.
A highlight of the day was lunch at the outdoor cafe in the Morocco section. This area is staffed with young people from Morocco. I always enjoy the special mideastern coffee. As I lingered over their pastry display, I enjoyed talking to the friendly young lady working at the counter. I always keep a few of my poems handy and enjoyed giving one to her.
Much to my delight she soon appeared with a morsel of backlava as a thank you. I also got to lalk with a young waiter from Casablanca. I shared my website address with him and hope he gets to read this and see how much I enjoyed talking with him.
I am re-reading "The Shack". Such a clear reminder of the enfolding relationship our Lord God desires to have with us.
God's Bedspread
I remember a sunset
with colors
that no artist's canvas
could capture in depth
In seconds
the shades and hughes
were altered
With words
I tried to capture
to name the flowing
merging
fading colors of the sky
Inadequate
I cried
to even try to print
this image
of the underside
of Heaven's floor
So I closed my eyes
and praised
the wonder of the God
who lets the rainbow loose
to play across horizons
as this part of earth
is put to bed
for one more night.

Its March

2009-04-23T16:47:00.000-04:00

Its March
What a beautiful day. It's not too hot yet. I am tempted to just go outside and stay all day. Since I can no longer drive and my stamina for walking is less than my desire, a short walk around the yard had to satisfy. It just felt good to feel the sun on my face, to see leaves and flowers close-up and to breath deeply this marvelous Florida fresh air. I am reading an old book that's discussion of has resurfaced of late. I had read it about 24 years ago. At that time I found it some what unbelievable. Since that time I have experienced revelations of the Kingdome of God kind myself and now feel my spirit mature enough to believe. The name of a book is "Angeles on Assignment" by Roland Buck. I purchased a new Bible yesterday. One that is not so heavy and stiff covered that its painful for me to pick up and read. I always under line passages that are especially meaningful to me. So with this pristine new copy I am noteing the many references mentioned in this Angele book. My understanding of how fully God has things under control has been expanded.
Another aspect of why my day is light and full of hope is because of a visit from two dear friends recently. We had gathered specifically to wash one another's feet in the confessional sense. This is possible after years of building up trusting relationships. During this time of intensive prayer together, I saw myself as a first grader standing in a line being picked for a yard game. Never being all that athletic and rather shy, there was always the fear of being picked last or not at all. God was watching and assured me he had picked me to be on his team, first string. Then he placed his team uniform on me. A weight of fear of rejection that I thought had been dealt with years ago was lifted completely forever. Trusted friends are irreplaceable.
A poem
Out of the Ordinary
Every once and a while
a visionary is born
One who can see beyond
the obvious
One who dares to believe
the unimaginable
The mind of such a one
sees nothing as impossible
but perceives all to be
only a matter of time
The very imagining and speaking
of these impossible ideas
sets the clock in motion
Such impressions inspire
other forward thinkers
brave barrier breakers
Dreamers with test tubes
and microscopic dots
with nanosecond hands
Imagine a Kingdome
where such thinking
is able to be seen
and felt and heard
ruled by
infinities fabricator
Almighty God.

A Good Book For Lent

2009-03-20T14:47:00.000-04:00

A Good Book For Lent
A friend loaned me a book that she has read many times during the season of lent. It is an older book written in 1992. The book is titled Reliving The Passion by Walter Wangerin Jr. I am enthralled by these short daily readings. Wangerin is an excellent writer. His telling of events leading up to the crucifixion and resurrection of Christ become new and make the accounts come alive. They provide an excellent platform to deepen one's understanding of how to order one's thoughts and life to become more mature in our position in Christ. I have been especially impacted through his account of the woman who anointed Jesus with costly perfume. He brings out what a pure unselfish act of love this was. She had nothing to gain, "no self at all". This act in stark contrast to the Jewish leaders desperately trying to preserve their power.
His Season
The winter branch out my window
looked devoid of life
This branch filled me
with anticipation
Attached to the trunk
the trunk has sent out roots
The roots spreading out
the length of the branch
Soon tender buds
and flowers will appear
Leaves will burst on the scene
giving just the right amount
of covering
as the fruit develops
Then the owner will come
to taste
to drink the juices
As the fruit is fully ripened
the fruit may become so heavy
that it drops to the ground
providing a banquet
for birds
As you look in the mirror
remember the branch in winter
Let the promise of the spring
to come
fill you
be aware of its roots
With this vision
let the creator workin you
Let Him develop a branch
worthy of the Master
A branch laden with love
with joy and peace
Find your rest
your contentment
in the sure knowledge
that seedtime and harvest
the planting off the Lord
is sure
Through Him
you will be richly sustained.

2009-02-23T14:35:00.001-05:00

A Question Answered

A Question Answered
When I read the Bible, sometimes I have questions about what I've read. One of the questions has been about the passage that talks about in the last days we will see signs in the heavens. Since God is really big I expect that the signs would be pretty clear and spectacular. Someone sent some pictures of our galaxy that were only able to be seen of late. Wow, pretty spectacular, these pictures were taken of places and events that were three to five thousand light years away. So what God told the prophets and what Jesus revealed several thousand years ago were places and events that had already occurred. God in his wisdom new that technology would not be available for these to be seen until today. I often proclaim, big God. The more I see and understand the bigger He gets.
A poem
Spirit's Kayak
Dip the paddle in
race into the vast beyond
where unseen wonders
of another realm
are clear as mirrored ice
reflects the dawn.

Notes on Vallotton talk

2009-02-03T14:36:00.001-05:00

Notes and Reflections
from a talk by Kris Vallotton
at ibethel
I really enjoy this site. Kris Vallotton is just one of the inspiring speakers.
He says, a new season requires a new way of thinking.
I think - if you just keep doing the same things you will continue to get the same results.
The Lord says we have the mind of Christ available through the Holy Spirit. This leads me to
inquire into the deep wisdom that comes from Almighty God. Kris says - we are in great and glorious days.
I hear reports of how our loving Savior is making himself known today around the world. This inspires me to
- call upon Him and believe that He will answer and show me great and mighty things that were before unknown.
Kris continues - God is releasing riches - I believe that some have misinterpreted this to mean selfish personal wealth.
The riches I desire are to see the Kingdom of God manifested in ways that reveal God's love, His provision, and His
available 'more than enough' for the work that Christ commissioned as He ascended on high and is positioned as The Captain
of 'innumerable angels in joyful assembly' waiting to be sent to assist and provide for what God has planned - that none
should perish -there are many rooms in His house.
Kris - be influenced by God's ideas not the enemies.
I am encouraged daily to know that no mistake by man overcomes God's plan for those who love him and are
called by his name.

a new year

2009-01-21T16:17:00.001-05:00

Jan. 09' Blog.
I made a resolution for the new year to blog more often. I find myself reluctant to do this. I think it's the awareness of how available to all, anything on the Internet is.
I think, what if people don't like what I write. What if they see misspellings or grammatical errors. This idea of judgment makes me cowardly. Since I know that I should only care about pleasing Him who provided himself a way for me to not be judged. And perfection is not available this side of heaven, I'll move forward.
I met someone new recently. This is one of my favorite things. A young mother and her baby came to talk about illustrating children's books. I enjoyed hearing about her life and sharing, what I hope was, useful information to encourage her. I would love them to come and visit again another day.
I am working on editorial changes for the children's fantasies fiction novel I have been writing over the last four years. It is exciting as the work comes so close to actually being in print.

Mind and Spirit
Walking in and out
under the shadow of His wings
Awareness of this cover
so hard to hold
His hand slipping into the puddle
of how I feel
My day
my way
distracting me from awareness
of who I will become
As face to face
my eyes open
Seeing all surroundings
more than comprehension allows
one dimensionally
Music draws me in
Love's melody
reminding me
of what the open door
reveals
Using imagination
picturing promises
fulfilled already
in the reality of God.

Entertainment

2008-10-06T16:46:00.001-04:00

Blog five
Entertainment
For those who haven't totally given up on movies. We recently rented a couple of good ones. "Penelope" reminded me of a fairy tale and was funny. "Martian Child" was more serious in story line but also had lots of humor. You will need Kleenex in a couple spots.
Here are some reflections:
Morning Pages
Storing up memories
images of joy
Alexus and Amanda
walking in the front door
giving hugs
The Tinneys all sitting around
playing with the cat Buddy
Travis laughing
Pictures to be revisited
over and over
memory bits of joy
the cost 0
Amanda and Alexus feeding
a hungry deer potatoes
Its shiny black hooves
perched up on the porch
Long delicate legs
A mental channel change
to an image of a groundhog
eating an ice cream cone
holding it up
with his paws
What a fun painting
with a nice green
fur tree branch behind him
My life is fragmented
my attention torn
To choose what first
to stick to
and see through
to a productive end
Terry is my constant
the fabric on which to lay out
the day
The bracket with which my life
is connected
my underpinning
In the background
that boiler room of God
stoking the fire of life
keeping the pistons chugging
giving breath
Sitting in the distance
on an alabaster bench
one tall thin cedar tree
beside her
Surrounded by manicured
rolling lawn
dressed in an empire wasted gown
sifts one from generations past
dreaming of tomorrow
on a far off shore
Somewhere in her dream
a seed was planted
to lead us to this day
She didn't see the hardship
or the deaths
She only longed for the sunrise
on a distance shore.

A Book Review

2008-09-10T12:45:00.001-04:00

A Book Review
I just finished a great book. "The Shack" by William Young. The first few chapters were not my cup of tea, although they were well written. Then it really got good. The cover has a comment that compares it to Bunyan's "Pilgrim's Progress". I think this is true. It really gets you to rethink paradigms that have greatly limited mans relationship to God. It was so exciteing that, although a fiction book, I took notes because I want time to contemplate some of the representations proposed by characteristics of the Trinity. This is all I will say about it for now. My mind is still wrapping around much of the possibilities proposed through the characters in the book. A good friend was over today who is also reading the book. It was very enjoyable to have someone to talk to about how to assimilate possibilities exposed through these characters.
I have a slight case of cabin fever and will have my mother in law drop me off at some store while she is at the gym. We in the deep South stay indoors where it is air-conditioned like Northerners escaping winters chill.

about the wind

2008-09-02T12:01:00.001-04:00

Blog 3
About the Wind
When you live on an island, it is always a good idea to follow all storms in the Atlantic with a serious eye. Then when one misses you, prayers for the next landfall kick in since you are intimately conected with what is involved with a direct hit. We lived in Morgan City La. for a year. While there we sat through the scariest hurricane I have ever been in and I've been in a few. The winds were howeling and rain came in under the door and windows. I will be happy if I never experience another hurricane.
I have been enjoying the free video's on www.fathersglory.com. I am relatively new to the Internet and gave my E Mail address. Right after this I received my first spam. Now I will be more careful where I give my information.
We had an impromptu barbecue yesterday. It began with one friend coming over and grew to over a dozen. There was plenty of food and a good time was had by all. Sometimes unexpected celebrations are the best. No long range planning necessary.
I have been transported back to the 4th grade. My grandaughter is visiting and she has brought her home school C.D.s. So my liveing room is filled with the sound of a language arts class.
Today I want to keep the beautiful face of Jesus formost in my mind's eye and allow His peace to buid my confidence that the future is calmly in His capable hands.

the sun after the rain

2008-08-25T12:16:00.000-04:00

blog two
Friday
The sun is peeking out. After 30 inches of rain, we are glad to see it. The lake that formed in our backyard has drained. No damage, praise God.
I have found my way onto "you tube". I still flounder around trying to find what I have been shown is available. The "signs and wonders" videos tend to confirm how extravagant in love God is and wants to show us.
I just finished Heidi Baker's book "Compelled by Love". She quotes Mother Teresa. Two women that I would love to sit and learn from. Heidi lives faith as a little child. So pleasing to Jesus.

2008-08-13T14:19:00.001-04:00

learning the ropes

2008-08-11T11:20:00.002-04:00

I have entered the information age head first. This is my first blog. Purpose, to encourage and enspire.
A Prayer
More of You and less of me
be the Captain of my will
handed unto You
Strength from You
flaiming love
moveing me beyond
into your streaming
rapids
Crushing every counterfeited
templet of
God's one and
only Son