Life is nothing
But a shadow
Of what is to come
For in heaven lies
The true lands
Of eternal run
There where time has no meaning
There where pain is not known
There where no one shall have less
There where all is well and good
There where God rules over kindly
There where sin is never found
There where all the saints shall be
There is where I'd like to go
But first we all must live on earth
And help all the others
Who know not of this place
Those forsaken of this knowledge
Are those whom we must all strive to help
Before entering the final voyage
On the way to heaven
Or to hell
The Hand of God
Watching, waiting, seeking, blindly
I stumble
I stretch out my hand to find
Find bearing and grasp the void
Nothing, nothing.
Nothing do I find
I walk in darkness,
Buffeted by harm,
By pain,
By fear
Broken, crippled, paralyzed I lie
My body broken
I lie exposed - a desperate call for help
I cry Silence, loneliness, despairing defeated
My voice destroyed and blank
For strain in silence I petition
Void, nothingness and naught.
In vain I grant my futility.
Useless, helpless I yield
Brightness
Strength not my own
I feel coursing through my brokenness
My mind made whole
I feel a restoration of my innocence
My voice renewed
Its cries of fear bid way to songs of joy
My body healed,
the pain of paths once known is gone,
I am again a boy
A hand stretched - to me it grasps,
and grants my stability
Granting, being, yielding, blindly
I am saved.
Source: "If" by Amy Carmichael.
Light and Beauty
I love You dear Lord,
For Your gentle promise
To hold me and keep me throughout the rain
To give Your Spirit Who helps me be honest
With myself even in the midst of pain
The Spirit searches my heart and lets me see
Just what is missing to cause this great void
Only You can fill me and restore me
I see the way to peace and am overjoyed
I see once more Your love so pure and good
Shining brightly in Your beautiful face
It will light me and help me be all
I should And it's so easy to accept
Your free grace!
Lord, make me realize the wonder of You
The fullness and depth of all that You are
Just to behold Your glory makes me brand new
You can take my hurting, empty life so far
My tiny, little aching heart yearns for You
With all that's in me I long for Your light
Oh, fill my darkness with Your brightness
and truth
Shine Your glowing rays through the heavy night
And open my eyes and make my heart tremble
In awe of Your boundless measure of love
And the chance in You my life can resemble
The goodness and greatness of my God above
Let me never again lose sight of You,
God In the passing strains and
fleeting affections
Searching for fulfillment in a world
that's flawed
Yet satisfied with naught but Your perfection
To take just one look at Your perfect face
Makes me wonder what I ever saw out there
To have just one taste of Your boundless grace
Makes me wonder why I hold on to these cares Lord,
Your beauty transcends all this world can give
So also Your life and power to restore
Which belongs to a soul You've shown how to live
And I've found nothing anywhere I want more
Witnessing
You seem so dead-set in your ways,
And you think you have all the questions
answered.
"I don't need God," you will say,
Yet pain shows through in all your words.
I wish there was some way I could touch you,
Something I could say to make you believe.
I wish God would show me just what to do,
Or tell me if I'm being naive.
Am I foolish to think you'll ever turn?
If you would, because of something I could say?
There's still so much I have to learn--
How to keep you from going astray.
I don't know all the facts I need
To convince you of the Truth.
Yet God says with faith small as a mustard seed,
I can accomplish great things, even in my youth.
With God as my guide, I can do all things
Regardless of my insecurities and fears.
I can mount up on eagle's wings,
No matter how impossible the task now appears.
He will help me, my Lord and King,
And light the path that is unclear.
Loneliness
Dear Lord,
I don't mean to complain
But sometimes life down here gets pretty rough
It's sunny outside, but my heart's full of rain
Right now Your love just doesn't seem like enough Lord,
I know that Your plans are the best
I must be patient,
Cause something better will come along
Still, its hard to not get a little upset
When I feel so lonely and
everything is going wrong
I keep forgetting about You,
don't I?
That's my problem,
You always make things so clear
I keep looking for love on earth,
I try and try I forget all about You
When I hold the wrong things dear Lord,
I know You love me, and when I feel so alone
It's because the knowledge of Your love
is still stuck in my head
It hasn't yet sunk into my heart,
I haven't made it my own
That's why my faith sometimes seems so cold
and dead
When that happens,
I search for something to make me alive
Wanting from humans what only You can supply
The problem's in my heart,
there Your perfect love has yet to arrive
That's why I feel so confused and lost,
wondering why...
Why You insist on keeping me from love
that could be
I just don't realize that only You
can give me what I need
No human is capable of loving me how
You love me already
All I need to do is put that truth
in my heart, and I'll be freed
Freed from resenting You,
cause You work all things to good
Freed from worry, cause I can just trust in You
Freed from distractions,
cause I'll be focusing on what I should
Freed from my heartache,
cause Your love is true
Only God can give true love
Love here on earth will never be the same
The only way to find real love on earth is
to look above
To get my eyes off myself and make God's
will my aim
"Baking A Cake"
A little boy is telling his Grandma how
everything is going wrong.
School, family problems,
severe health problems, etc..
Meanwhile, Grandma is baking a cake.
She asks her grandson if he would like a
snack, which, of course, he does.
"Here, have some cooking oil."
"Yuck" says the boy.
"How about a couple raw eggs?"
"Gross, Grandma!"
"Would you like some flour then?
Or maybe baking soda?"
"Grandma, those are all yucky!"
To which Grandma replies:
"Yes, all those things seem bad all
by themselves.
But when they are put together in the
right way, they make a wonderfully
delicious cake!
God works the same way.
Many times we wonder why he would let us
go through such bad and difficult times.
But God knows that when He puts these
things all in His order,
they always work for good.
We just have to trust Him and, eventually,
they will all make something wonderful!"
God is Crazy About You.
He sends you flowers every spring and a
sunrise every morning.
Whenever you want to talk, He`ll listen.
He can live anywhere in the universe,
and He chose your heart.
If you like, Send this on to the people
you really care about...
I did.
I can feel your smile warming my world
already!
Hope your day is a "piece of cake!"
If God brings you to it...
He will bring you through it. ~Gee~
I want to be your companion
and walk hand in hand,
your strength enveloping mine.
Autumn leaves falling,
scuffing feet and laughter,
sharing nights, not finished by the dark.
I want to be your confidant
as you pen your deepest
thoughts, as your heartaches
bleed and finally break free.
Your dreams, I keep as if my own.
I want to smile as you smile
and giggle with you
at nothing at all.
I want to be your lover
and find the passions
that move you to action.
I want to be the softness
that induces you to trust.
I want to be the naughty
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please you.
I want to share your breakfast
and your dinner,
I want you in the shower
and in your bed and
with soft steps to bring you coffee
(I take mine black)
Your strong arms, the legs
that power your thrust,
your lips of pleasure,
these are the fuel of my desire
no it is no secret, my love,
and to put it very simply,
I want you.
FROM "Karina"
LETTER FROM GOD TO WOMEN
When I created the heavens and the earth,
I spoke them into being.
When I created man, I formed him and
breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, woman, I fashioned after
I breathed the breath of life into man
because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him
so I could patiently and perfectly fashion
you.
Man was put to sleep so that he could not
interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you.
I chose the bone that protects man's life.
I chose the rib, which protects his heart
and lungs and supports him,
as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone, I shaped you...
I modeled you.
I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib, strong
yet delicate and fragile.
You provide protection for the most delicate
organ in man, his heart.
His heart is the center of his being;
his lungs hold the breath of life.
The rib cage will allow itself to be broken
before it will allow damage to the heart.
Support man as the rib cage supports the body.
You were not taken from his feet,
to be under him, nor were you taken from
his head, to above him.
You'd were taken from his side, to stand
beside him and beheld close to his side.
You are my perfect angel...
You are my beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of
excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the
virtues in your heart.
Your eyes...don't change them.
Your lips --
how lovely when they part in prayer.
Your nose, so perfect in form.
Your hands so gentle to touch.
I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.
I've held your heart close to mine.
Of all that lives and breathes,
you are most like me.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day,
yet he was lonely. He could not see me or
touch me. He could only feel me.
So everything I wanted Adam to share and
experience with me, I fashioned in you;
my holiness, my strength, my purity,
my love, my protection and support.
You are special because you are an extension
of me.
Man represents my image, woman my emotions.
Together, you represent the totality of God.
So men...treat women well. Love her,
respect her, for she is fragile.
God what's right, not what's left!
