Through the Window of Time

GE DIGITAL CAMERAOut of the window my focus travels back in time,

to an old chicken coop, where roosters crows echo in my mind,

amid the laughter of Alice, my neighbor, weathered well,

who worked harder than a man, witnessed by the tales she’d tell,

From dawn to dusk her garden and chickens were her showcase,

Relying only on rain, stored in a cattle tank to beat drought’s despair,

I have forever this woman locked in my heart who is so  rare.

For no alarm clock I needed to get me out of bed those days through each call

As the roosters cock-a-doodle-do penetrated my bedroom’s ever hearing wall

The building still stands like a guardian over the memories I hold in my heart,

Through the window, remember the scenes that never will part.

It is finished!

When Jesus died on the cross and said, “It’s finished!” How beautiful for you and me.
Because of his death, in Him we are at last and finally set free.
He took with him all my sins, and healed my diseases, my condemnation, no longer dammed
Now we have been made right and the devil cannot have a foothold because of the great I Am.
When life seems too hard and the mountains too high to reach,
Take his hand, He’ll lead you to the top and rise above each.
Accept the power each day, be unafraid, you are never out.
Talk to Him, listen always, Each day He is there, locked in, never, locked out.

 

 

 

This entry was posted on May 21, 2014, in inspiration.

I am Okay, You are Okay

What would Jesus Do?

The day my son came to me and told me he was gay,
My heart wanted to melt away.
But God spoke to me as I always know He will,
Just as God loves me unconditionally, “You are my son, still.”
My son, my gift from heaven’s home above,
He is mine, forever to love.
I am Okay, You are Okay.
In His arms, we still stay.

 

 

 

This entry was posted on April 10, 2014, in inspiration.

One of a kind!

Hey, ever marvel at the intelligence inside a computer?
Amazing knowledge, storehouse full of information for sure,
But I consider that I am far greater than what rests inside of it,
For only we, ourselves, can laugh at who we are,
And marvel because we are each made one of a kind!