Greatest Gifts

Greatest Gifts

Monday, January 1, 2018

Prayer for 2018

Since life gets in the way and I have been unable to really focus on my poetry, I have taken to writing an annual prayer for the year. I hope this prayer will become yours as well.
But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint. (Is 40:31)

Dear Lord I thank you for another year

for the lessons I have learned

and the gift of Your undeserved grace

When life was too hard to face

You held me altogether

And kept me in the palm of your hand

Dear Lord I thank you for my health

That though it might not be perfect

You kept it from getting worse.

I know I’m not the easiest to help

Forgive me please for my stubbornness

Lord, I pray that 2018 will be a year

That I turn away from fear

I turn away from doubt

I turn away from my own understandings

And turn towards you

Dear Lord I thank you for the people

in my life you chose to keep

And for those you added

A blessing they became

Lord, I pray for all my friends

That do not yet know the love you have to give

Will turn to you and see all that you will forgive

Lord, I pray for strength and courage

Wisdom and wellness for everyone I know

I pray your will be done here and around the world

Lord, May you guide our leaders in

Municipal, provincial, national and world governments

In all the decisions to be made to help our world

So we can be a people you will be pleased with

 Lord, I pray for all people, that they turn from themselves

Reach out to their neighbors and remember the Love of Christ

That is in us all.

We’ve somehow shut it out
now let 2018 be the year that we open all our hearts

May the Love of Christ shine through each soul upon this Earth

And Lord, May your church be heard loud and clear

Not just on Sundays but every day.

In Jesus Name I ask your blessing on the world In 2018.

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Twice in a Lifetime

Well it's been way too long. Life just got too busy. I let life in and it was defeating me. But no more. The poem tonight is one that I have had on my heart for a very long while. The words just wouldn't come out. Well finally I was able to concentrate and get them out.
This is a topic that no matter what I do stays on my heart and I'm not sure it will ever leave my heart. However writing this has helped to put it to rest. It's basically a poetic letter to my birth mother who I had reunited with several years ago only to have lost her again about 12 years ago. One day I heard something that caused me to come up with the title 'Twice In A Lifetime'. For a year it sat with me. And tonight this is why 'Twice in a Lifetime' had to come. Because most of us lose a parent once in a lifetime but have you every lost them twice?
It's something I will never be able to understand but I trust the good Lord with my tomorrows and I know that one day my birth mom and I will have an eternity of tomorrows.

Twice In A Lifetime
You were so young and free
 But soon a prisoner of pain you came to be
The victim of devilish secrets and lies
Adding to the chaos life had gone for you
Then I came into your world small and helpless
You did your best to raise me and the boys  
But the devil did everything to mess it up.
No matter what you did he seemed to win
You didn’t see it coming, the day I was taken away
I’m glad I don’t remember that day
Separated for what was supposed to be forever
Alone and confused I tried to settle far away from my home
They said I’d be fine there with the new mother and father
When all I wanted to do was run back to you
But it was no use
The devil had won again
Deep inside I never gave up the hope that one day we’d be together again.
One day after what seemed like a hundred years
Your letters just began to appear
Words cannot describe what I felt as I read each word you penned
Your words sank deep into my soul
All I could do was cry “mom”
Your letters were the salve to heal my hurts
I just knew there had to be a reunion soon
So we made it happened on that eleventh day of June

Together again forever with time for healing,
Time for breaking down and building up,
Times for weeping and a time for laughing
All the days of our lives we had in front of us
Creating memories and replacing time lost
We had it all or so we thought.
A call came in that forever haunts me
Don’t take her from me again I cried
But then moments later you were gone
We were separated once more
I was filled with horror and disbelief
Loneliness and confusion consumed me once more
How could this happen again
Losing you twice in a lifetime was more than I could bear

The only comfort was knowing you knew the Saviour
And one day long after the emptiness settled in deep
I finally called upon the Saviour
to ease my pain and set me free 
He lifted those burdens from my shoulders
And left me with a promise
That though you and I lost each other twice in a lifetime
He’s given us eternity to pick up where we left off.
So one day when it’s my time to be called home
We’ll finally have victory and all our tomorrows
Though I lost you twice in a lifetime

I hold on to the promise that we’ll have eternity.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Still no writings

Hello Readers

Yes I am sad to say that I have still been unable to write. Some of the reason is due to inability to grab enough alone time to get into my writing mind set. The other is well I just can't. I have so many ideas and one liners but nothing more. I've decided I would try writing some one liners for book marks or perhaps greeting cards. Perhaps look at selling them. I just really want to get back into writing my poems. I miss it.
As I wait for my poems to return I have been spending more time in the word and really trying to listen to what the Lord is telling me. I have reached a state of peace in my heart. A peace I can only explain by the Holy Spirit. I should be freaking out and losing it with all that I am facing but it's the exact opposite. I have complete peace and the feeling that God is walking alongside me, holding me up and steering if things get too much. That being said I do pray that my poetry returns as I learn more on how to learn on God and wither the stormy waters together. That in itself should cause me to write.
I thank the Lord for this season I am in. It is drawing me closer to him. Isn't that what it is all about. Growing closer to Jesus.
I am grateful for the people who still read my poetry. I will be intentional at writing more. Thank you brothers and sisters.
God Bless you All

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Hoping for a more poetic new year

Sometimes life just gets busy and too much noise happens. That's what has happened this year for me. I apologize for not having more to post. I will be working on my year end prayer. I do pray that I will be able to focus more on my poetry writing in 2017. Please stay tuned for my annual prayer. Have a very Merry Christmas and My the peace of the season seep deep into your souls. God Bless Everyone!

Update: I just can't seem to snag enough down time or quiet time to get into my writing zone. I ask for prayers that I will be able to get that time back. It's bothering me to not be writing but I can hardly even have a bubble bath without being disturbed. I feel I am on the verge but just don't have the time to put thoughts onto paper. Please pray for time and clarity for me in this year. Thank you to all of you who do follow me.

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Prayer Request

To my readers, I am sorry I haven't had more to post lately. Life has gotten difficult and I haven't been able to turn off the noise to let my heart speak. I am just about to go on vacation and I am truly hoping and praying my inspiration will return. Please if you will, pray for me over the next week that I maybe able to have some quiet time to reflect and hopefully begin some new poems.
Thanks and may God's peace and strength be with you all.

And please in the meantime feel free to read my older works and leave comments. I always enjoy comments even critical ones. Alot of my poems weren't edited very much before posting. I went with my heart but the words didn't always come out the way maybe they should have. A little critique now and again is healthy. Go ahead read away.

Sunday, April 3, 2016


All of us at one point are resistant to something at  some time or another. But daily most of us are resistant to what God has done, is doing and will do for us. We think we are invincible. We are not. But when we listen to his calls and whispers amazing things happen. Our stubborn human nature holds us back. The question is what are you going to do about it? It's ok to say you are scared and don't know what to do. Just reach up and call His name. He's there waiting for you.

The Resistant One

Brokenness and heartache I know to well
In my heart oh do they dwell
battles and struggles camp at my door
I don't want to live like this anymore
day to day I fight
these battles with all my might
defeated or enslaved by frustration and sorrows
I just want better tomorrows

Come to the Cross
a voice said to me
What cross? Where?
Why should you care?

Give to me your struggles to bear
the voice whispered back
Who are you, where are you?
Must have given my head a whack?  

Drink from my waters
He spoke once again
What water? Where?
Will it come out of this air?

Just like that it was gone
the voice in my head 
Deranged and delusional I must be
think I'll go to bed

Shame and fear control my heart
they cause me to fall apart
sin keeps happiness away from me
won't this darkness ever leave me be
I am filled with nothingness
and do not feel I am worthy of forgiveness
OH Where can I go to find joy and peace?

Come to me, I'll give you rest
It's back, that voice
Why will it not leave me alone?

Oh dear voice in my head
will you leave me please
nothing will ever help
heal these wounds so deep

I'll abide in you if you'll let me in
Come to the Cross
What cross?
Why what's a cross doing for me?

Who are you that speaks?

It is I the One who died on the cross for you.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

One step at a time

When one finally surrenders to Jesus, they are filled with emotions unlike anything they have ever experienced.  We tend to get excited about our new life and want to go full steam ahead. Well that can back fire. As with any change in our lives, it takes baby steps. We need to take one at a time. When learning to listen to the Lord, he won't let us move forward until we've mastered the step we are on.
I wrote this one a while back but actually forgot I had. I'd like to share this with you now. My hopes are that if you are just starting out or perhaps you are stuck on a step that you take a step back and really ask if you are ready to move on. If you can't answer that then you know what you need to do. Look up and ask. It's not a race to see who finishes first, it's how we go along that matters.
Let's do this one stepping stone at a time.

Stepping Stones to You

Standing here upon the ground
searching all around
for ways to climb to You
Keep falling no matter what I do
Oh Abba Father can you help me please?

Standing here on the bottom step
wondering which way to climb
Have not found a path yet
I call out to You
Oh Lord, Will you help me through?

Up the steps I leap
Only to fall back into a heap
Patient I must be

Standing here upon this stone
Suddenly feeling all alone
Abba where are you?
Please tell me what to do
Where do I go from here?

With each step I climb
more of You I will find
Help me Lord to stay strong
through this battle of good and evil

Some steps are too much for me
I cannot see the next step arise
If I look to You who is wise
You will pull me up.

Standing here upon this step
I can't help but look up
And though I have much more to climb
I know one day I’ll bow before Your throne
I know I can make it, I am not alone.

Help me Father God to take each step upon these stones
in faith that you'll be there waiting for me
with hope that you'll welcome me
and with love to You that grows in me.

About Me

We all have gifts given to us by The Lord God above even before we were a glint in our parents eye. The Lord designed each one of us to have a gift. What we choose to do with the gifts he gives us is what matters. I chose to share my gift with the world. I'm not a professional. I have had no educational training in poetry writing other than basic english that they teach you in school. All my poems are inspired by God's word and the desire to have a better relationship with him. I have also been inspired by life events that God has led me to healing for. I am a mother of 2 boys trying to do my best to please the father and raise my boys to live the same way.