Greatest Gifts

Greatest Gifts

Friday, December 4, 2020

We Have Today

 This week was a really good eye opener on how short life can be. It can be taken away in a flash. This song puts us into that perspective. We Only Have Today. In Mathew 6:34(NKJV) it says: 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.

We Have Today
Broken homes and lonely people
Riots, wars, closing stores
Today’s world is a messed-up place
Things happen that we cannot erase
Sickness takes so many lives
Deadly outcomes where disease thrives
 
Burning candles at both ends
From pay to pay, the bills never end
We fret and we frown
And let life keep us down
 
Take nothing for granted
We don’t have forever
Tomorrow’s not promised
We only have today
 
Worry drives our daily lives
Workdays are no longer 9 to 5
PTA’s and dance classes
dragging our Ass…ets and credits down
 
Time for renewal and change
Reach out to those in need
Show love and do good deeds
Forgive and mend some ties
 
Take nothing for granted
We don’t have forever
Tomorrow’s not promised
We only have today.
 
Live in the moment
As though there aren’t anymore
 
Take nothing for granted
We don’t have forever
Tomorrow’s not promised
We only have today.

FAITH

Well thanks to a song writing course that I have taken, I have been able to write again! This course forced me to pull down the writer's block I was having. These are more song oriented rather than poetry. This first one is called Faith. We all need a little faith right now. It only takes the faith of a mustard seed but we all need it. In Mathew 17:20(NKJV) it says; 20 So Jesus said to them, “Because of your [a]unbelief; for assuredly, I say to you, if you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you.
So how much faith do you have?

Faith

Brokenness and heartache, I know to well
In my heart they deeply dwell
Battles and struggles camp at my door
I don’t want to live like this anymore
There has to be more to life than this
 
I want to see the bigger picture
Help me to see with my eyes wide open
Help me to believe in what I cannot see
Help me to move these mountains
And trust in Your plans for me.
 
Doubt and fear hang over me like a cloud
Worry screams at me so loud
The world pulls me down
My tears leave me to drown
There has to be more to life than this.
 
I want to see the bigger picture
Help me to see with my eyes wide open
Help me to believe in what I cannot see
Help me to move these mountains
And trust in Your plans for me.
 
I’m told a mustard seed is all it takes to grow it
Help me to sow the seed
You know what I need
 
Blinded by the darkness in the world
You’ve given me the eyes to see
That you know what is best for me
Give me strength to keep my eyes
Open to the plans you have for me.
 
I want to see the bigger picture
Help me to see with my eyes wide open
Help me to believe in what I cannot see
Help me to move these mountains
And trust in Your plans for me.


Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Above the Storms

Here is another song, written as part of the song writing course I am taking. I will fly on the wings of my eagle, above the storms. 


Above the Storms

Monday morning rolls around

Jump out of bed with two feet on the ground

Coffee spilled, toast is burning

The end of the day I’m already yearning

 

Late for a meeting

Forget the warm office greeting

Freshen up have to look my best

Five new clients is the boss’s request

 

Chorus

Above the storms Lord carry me

On eagles wings I will fly

Over the mountains, across the sea

Riding on his wings above the storms

Lord carry me

 

Can’t forget the teacher’s meeting

Need to keep my son from failing

Speeding fast, ran the light

SMASH! Ah Man now I’m late

It’s going to be a long night

 

Can I have a re-do for today?

How did I go so wrong?

All these thoughts are dancing in my head

I don’t know what lies ahead

 

Chorus

Above the storms Lord carry me

On eagles wings I will fly

Over the mountains, across the sea

Riding on his wings above the storms

Lord carry me

 

Bridge

The future looks grim and is unknown

Through a strength that is not my own

I’ll push on above the storms

 

Above the storms (singer’s freedom here)

 

Chorus

Above the storms Lord carry me

On eagles wings I will fly

Over the mountains, across the sea

Riding on his wings above the storms

Lord carry me

 

Repeat and fade…..


Isaiah 40:31 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.

There Can Be No Doubt

 Well I have been taking a song writing course as an elective for a diploma I am working for. This course has been pulling me out of slump and feeding my creative juices. Albeit, it's been a struggle writing on demand but I guess I am doing alright. Here is one of my songs that I have written for that course. I'll let it explain itself.

There Can Be No Doubt

Some believe You are an ancient story

Made by man to tell our history

How can they be right

Would rather spend a lifetime seeking your truth

Than spending a thousand days in doubt

 

For it seems that where I go

You are there

A top the trees in the rustling leaves

O’er the winding hills

In the darkness and the light

I have no doubt

 

Chorus:

Keep my eyes wide open

I don’t want to miss a moment

From the first light of day

To the twinkling stars of night

Be the air that I breathe and all that I see

 

Flowing through the canvas

Are reds, yellows, and blues

Springing alive with images of you

Where then can there be doubt?

 

This ancient myth seems to be the truth

The proof is all around

From the creatures of the air

To the critters on the ground,

There can be no doubt

 

Chorus:

Keep my eyes wide open

I don’t want to miss a moment

From the first light of day

To the twinkling stars of night

Be the air that I breathe and all that I see


Monday, October 19, 2020

Twice for Twice in a Lifetime

This one is actually a remake of a poem from a few years back. I tried to make it more song worthy. August 3rd marks 17 years since she was taken from me a 2nd time. The first time was due to adoption, the second time Mom passes away. Either way twice in a lifetime is too much to be taken away. The heartache stays deep no matter the time that passes. Knowing at least I know the next time we will be together, will be in eternity, helps me through my days but the sadness never goes away.

Twice in a Lifetime

You were young and scared

And I knew you cared

The day they took me away

Was a painful day

Forever etched in my heart

 

That devil he thought he won

My faith seemed to come undone

I had to find a way to cope

To keep alive the hope

 

Year went into year

My hope grew dim

Then one day your letters began to appear

Your words were salve to my soul

My hope returned, my was heart full

 

Bridge

Together again forever this time

Times for healing

Times for breaking down and building up

Times for weeping

Times for laughing

Times for second chances


Then came that haunting call

I felt like I had hit the wall

Don’t take her from me, Lord not again,

not today

Then you were gone

Separated once more,

How could I go on?


That devil he thought he won

My faith seemed to come undone

I had to find a way to cope

To keep alive the hope


 Losing you twice in a lifetime is more than I could bear

Then the Savior called to me

He said he’d ease our pain and set us free

He would give us eternity

 


Saturday, June 20, 2020

In Daddy's Arms


 Life for most of us begins with a daddy to help us when we feel insecure or are hurt. Sometimes life turns and that male figure is gone. Yet, there is always a daddy for all of us. For some it takes years to see that. Mostly, our dad's are there when we need them. Even when we push away, dads are always there waiting for us to approach them When was the last time you approached your dad about something? How about the last time you asked for his help. Despite how we think we can do life without them, dads are needed. Whether you know your dad or not, there is always one constant dad that is there, patiently waiting with open arms, to comfort and reassure us, help us and guide us. It is today that I honour my three dads. Yes that's right three. I have my Heavenly father to whom I give credit for creating me and sustaining me all these years. Then my dad who was there at the time of my birth until I was four years old. Thirdly, my adoptive dad who guided me through life; and yes came to my rescue when I needed him the most, even when I was saying that, I could do life on my own. I honour these three dads today with so much love, admiration and gratitude. Because without them I would not only, be non existent but also wouldn't be the woman I am today. 
Happy Father's Day to all my dads, who no matter what I go through, are always there with their arms outstretched ready and waiting for me to come running into their arms.

In Daddy’s Arms

    Tiny hands reach out for comfort and help

Daddy’s outstretched arms are ready

“Hold me daddy,” the little voice speaks

“I tried my best daddy, I wanted to be brave, daddy.”

Daddy’s outstretched arms firmly wrap around the small child

  “I am here for you always” daddy’s voice softly booms.


     As years pass the tiny arms stop reaching,

Though daddy’s outstretched arms remain ready

“It’s ok dad, I am brave enough,” the shaky child’s voice speaks.

  “I am here for you always.” Daddy’s voice softly booms.


     More years pass, yet the arms of the child never reach up

Daddy’s outstretched arms remain ready.

“I am brave enough; I don’t need you daddy” says a small voice.

  “I am here for you always.” Daddy’s voice softly booms.


     Years move on until one day,

Arms reach out for comfort and help

Daddy’s outstretched arms remain ready.

“Hold me daddy. I really messed up,

I don’t know how to be brave anymore” says a small voice.

   “I am here for you always,” Daddy’s voice softly booms.


Sunday, February 2, 2020

We are all broken and imperfect even in churches


Tonight's post is not a poem. Instead it is what is on my heart. I felt I must share.

For the past few months I have been searching for a new home church. I have been a regular at 2 different churches. Both very grounded in the values, beliefs and truths of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Both very welcoming. Both smaller than I am used to at my former church. However today something stood out while I was at one of those 2 churches that really encouraged me. Not to say that the other isn’t like this but what I saw was an amazing testimony of God’s grace and forgiveness. It showed me what this church was truly grounded in. The message also was that we are all broken, even us Christians. No one, not one person is perfect. We all have skeletons. But the healing doesn’t start when we hide those skeletons. It begins when we show those skeletons. When we confess to one another is when the work of the Holy Spirit can begin. No one is immune to mistakes or the consequences. The other message was forgiveness. Since we aren’t perfect and fall short all the time, we should not be judging and placing blame. What we ought to be doing is forgiving and loving. Love the offender and forgive them. After all it is the Lord himself that forgives us, and we all need some forgiveness everyday. He also paid the price for us with the cross. The cross gives us life when we kneel at the cross with a repentant heart, we are washed clean. This doesn’t give us the right to sin, but it frees us from death which is the consequence of death. I was to be a part of that kind of church that sees my brokenness but doesn’t shame me, that sees my sin but forgives me. I was blessed to be at the church today when this message was brought forth. My prayer now is that I can live out my life with that same grace and forgiveness as an example to those outside the church.

Finding a new home church is not easy but after seeing and hearing today’s message, perhaps I have found my new home. May God continue to show me where he wants me to be.



These verses came to mind today afterwards:



James 5:16 New King James Version (NKJV)

16 [a]Confess your trespasses to one another, and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The effective, [b]fervent prayer of a righteous man avails much.

1 John 1:9 - If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us [our] sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

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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.