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Walks With Angels

Walks With Angels

 

Walking with angels

It is that which she does

Smiling and laughing

Filling Heaven with her love

She no longer feels

Hurt or pain

And while I may never

Feel the same

Her time here was over

She needed to rest

Knowing her was a privilege

No doubt I was blessed

No question she honored us

Each day with her smile

This angel God allowed us

 To know for a while

Like clockwork her laughter

Resounds in my ear

When I need her voice

Or just wish she was here

She whispers sweetly

“You are not alone”

I never left your heart…

My permanent home

I couldn’t ever walk

 Away from you

I would have never left…

You know it’s true

However the plans of God

Are never in vain

And while you may think

Things have changed

She went on to say…

God had plans for me

And just knowing you

Gave me wings

Please do not cry

And do not mourn

For you, too,

Will be reborn

It’s like a balmy paradise

Every single day

We smile on those we’ve met

Along the way

Please smile when I

Come to your heart

And know you have been there

From the start

Nothing so beautiful

You could ever have known

As when our Father

Calls us home

While you feel my absence

From your ear

Know that God

Will keep me near

For on your lifelong journey

Which may at times seem bleak

I will always be here by your side

With anything you seek

Don’t worry my love

And don’t feel awry

God is watching over you

And He’s right by my side

So I ask you today

Welcome joy in your heart

Knowing you may not see me…

But we are never apart

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Daddy Don’t Go

Daddy Don’t Go

 

Daddy don’t go

The girl softly cried

I’m coming back

Just another lie

I wonder if he knew

The choices he did make

Would damage a life

A heart he did break

If he had only looked back

Seen that last tear fall

He could have righted a wrong

In no time at all

Maybe if he had been there

She wouldn’t have needed

The attention negative or not

Which abandonment breeded

Her mom was there yes, but

Who can really say

What would have happened

Had he not left that day

Our daughters are precious

We must try and understand

Their fathers help create

Their future’s floor plan

For Daddy when you leave

Someone else will step in

And since you weren’t there

No telling how it will end

Are you responsible for others…no

But from the very start

You were supposed to be there for her

And that fragile little heart

When you stepped out on mom

You walked away from this sweet girl

Who loved you every single day

You were her entire world

So when she now makes choices

As we sometimes tend to do

Remember her greatest teacher

Was supposed to be you

Don’t make this love story

End before it starts

Cause saying “Daddy don’t go”

Even breaks a woman’s heart

 

Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day

Being a mother has been

My biggest blessing

It’s my gift from God

My reason for being

Watching children grow

Is like watching a smile form

Furthering the knowledge

Of why I was born

I couldn’t imagine my life

Absent of my child

For the love of her

Makes life worthwhile

That million dollar smile

Which always kept me going

Lit up my empty life

She not even knowing

I’m humbled forever

By the joy in her face

Further proof of

My Savior’s grace

If you are a mother then

You know what I am saying

Its instant gratification

In watching them playing

Whoever would have thought

Life’s biggest reward

Would be wrapped in

The sweetest voice ever heard

But you won’t hear me complain

About the time which I’ve spent

It’s like having a ring side seat

At every life altering event

God must love me deeper

Than I ever realized

By allowing me the privilege

To gaze into those eyes

So to my fellow mother’s

I wanted to acknowledge your duty

By recognizing it for what it is

A thing of real beauty

You have filled those young minds

Embraced hearts that have grown

Given God’s grace and love

With every kiss you have thrown

Every nurturing embrace

Said so much more than you knew

It healed every time you gave

That external I Love You

I thank you and thank God

For leading me to my way

I love you now and forever

Happy Mother’s Day

 

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This Moment

 

This Moment

When my Grandfather used to speak to us, as children, he would come into the middle of us; pull up a log, bucket…whatever was close by and just start talking. In the metaphoric sense…that is what I am doing today.

We live in a world of have and have not; but we make it that way. We will look at a person and establish that we know all there is to know. We may think that we don’t do this; but how many times do we look at a person’s shoes, clothes, hairstyle, or vehicle…and comment? We have been given the impression that it is okay that we do this; even if that permission has been given…just by not objecting. Once a person has not stepped up to the plate and said…NO; they have given us the OK to continue on.

I often wonder, if we took one second to switch places with that person; would we still speak out of haste? If we were the homeless man standing on the street corner, with a sign; would we be concerned about how he spends his money? How judgmental to determine…who REALLY is in need. Why are we not seeing that the intention is all that matters? Should it matter where the money goes, that we give, if our intention is to help another person? Just like our intention matters; so does theirs. We are not to judge, who should have what. Let us not take out of consideration; it is now 30 or 40 degrees in the warm spots and this person is standing on a street corner…with a sign. He/she is not only asking for a lift up…but for our own humanity. How dare we surmise that the shape of the shoes he/she has on; determines how great the need is?

Going back to my Grandfather; he would tell us, “It is not for us to question or judge another”. And he would silently walk away. We would all be so confused, as to where the statement came from; that we would follow him. One day he walked for miles; we steadily walked behind. He didn’t acknowledge us; nor did he slow down. We needed to know what he was talking about; had we done something wrong? Was he angry with something we had done? Why had he said that? “It is not for us to question or judge another”, such a far reaching statement; but why did he choose to say it to us?

Finally we all ended up back at our home; and until this point…he never uttered another word. He sat down on the steps of our house; we all gathered around him, as if he was about to give out candy. He looked at us seriously, which he always did; but this time he seemed to be searching for something inside of us.

He slowly started talking; silence was all around us. Why did you follow me on such a long and tedious journey? I wasn’t going to the store, didn’t speak to you, and didn’t seem to be in a hurry to get where I was going. Still, here you all are; quietly listening to my every word. I couldn’t speak; for I was certain that if I had, he would stop talking. It was colder outside, although the snow hadn’t begun falling yet; we could see our breath hanging in the air.

He reached out to each and every one of us and touched our shoulders; he softly touched the tip of my cold nose. “I love you”, he quietly said, “but there are things you must learn about yourselves”. He went on and talked for a long time; we never got tired or too cold to listen to his points.

My Grandfather, on that day, gave us true wisdom; if only so I can share it with you today. He said we followed him, because we needed to know more. We didn’t deviate from his path; we didn’t make an assumption about where he was going. We weren’t so self-consumed; that we weren’t curious about what he was saying to us.

He told us; we must often place ourselves in someone else’s shoes; in order to fully appreciate what and who they are. He said you all followed me; even though it was cold and the trip was long; you still walked with me.

There is always more than what we see; once we start judging people, we have fallen off course. When we judge people; we are not judging from a divine place; we are judging based on OUR STANDARDS. Often our standards are tainted; by greed, envy, or some superficial nature we have obtained.

We followed him; we walked his path, and when he got to the end of his journey; we realized what he had told us hours before. Do not judge; unless you understand…mentally…physically…spiritually the journey of another.

We could have concluded that his words were the ramblings of an old man; but we were patient. This man; who had the largest heart and most brilliant mind, I had even known…taught us a lesson in humility.

The next time you see that homeless person on the street…please do not look at their wardrobe; but in their eyes. Become one with their soul; realize that they, too, have a journey…which we can learn from.

Become intent on experiencing the very human journey; judge not lest you be judged. Please remember the Source which will judge you; may be much harsher than any judgment you place on another.

Love like it is your last moment on this earth; for this moment…comes only once  in a lifetime.

The Reason For The Season

The Reason For The Season

 

  I think that sometimes we can get lost in the commercialization of things this time of year. The proof of that is everywhere we look. Every store or shop seems to have their own idea of how to make the season more festive and memorable than the year previous.

This year, however, has been a little rougher for me than most have been…which I believe is a test of my strength and willingness to submit to the will of our Creator. So I have sat and endured every Christmas cartoon known to man…I have watched store Santa’s posing with pictures of children who would rather be ducking and weaving in and out of a four lane highway. I have watched retailers attempt to make their sales and “bargains” look like what we might want Christmas to be. All of this, isn’t always a bad thing…it’s always nice to see the excitement of children and the hidden secrets that this particular holiday seems to bring.

This year was completely turned around for me…I was all ready to become “Scrooge”. And in my mind, I had reason to. Then something wonderful happened in my life…I experienced the love of God through the heart of my daughter.

First you must understand, she is a teenager…not unlike most teenagers. She wants things, and she knows that there will be things that no matter how much she wants them, or how much I wish I could get them for her…she just won’t receive them. But this brown eyed beauty decided that this year for Christmas she wanted to play Santa Claus for a child on her school’s “Angel Tree”. Keeping in mind that she knew that by us buying for another child meant that her lean Christmas list…just went on a diet. She didn’t care. I remember the day that she was talking to me about it…tears in her eyes. She just wanted to make a child happy for Christmas. And so we went shopping for this sweet 2 year old boy that she didn’t know and would never meet. We got him a few things…which she picked out. She went home and wrapped them and placed them in a giant gift bag and took them to school.

I can not even begin to express to you the joy that I felt through her at that moment. But I can only really think of one comparison which may assist in my lack of descriptive prose. Watching her was like the feeling I would get as a young child coming in from the cold. I would get to drink this giant coffee cup filled with creamy Hot Cocoa…you know the kind I mean…with the foam on the top from the giant melted marshmallow that used to be there. When you drank it, it was like your body was literally thawing out. There were parts of my body that were coming to life that I didn’t even realize were frozen.

My daughter became that for me…a sweet, warm, smiling example of that chocolaty goodness. And the real magic was…she made everyone feel that way. We all laughed and sang songs and smiled at everyone today.

All of this made me think about the saying…the reason for the season; it was like a light bulb came on. The reason for the season…is to give to others that in which we are given. It isn’t about video games or wish lists. It is about reflecting the love that God has given us…and sharing it with everyone else.

It may be true that we don’t have as much as the next person, but what we have is intended to be shared. I always try to remind others of our blessings, because we can get caught up in what we don’t have and we forget what we do have. We may not have tons of presents under the tree, and as true as that is…there will be people who do not have a home to put a tree in…never mind the presents underneath. We may not have a huge Christmas feast, but there are people who will not have food to eat on Christmas at all…or any other day. We will miss those we lost this year and our hearts may weep for them…but there are people who will spend this holiday all alone. Can you imagine living on this huge planet and feeling like you are all alone?

Today my daughter warmed our hearts…by simply opening hers. I hope it is an example that is set not in vain. Reach out for someone today, touch their hearts and don’t be afraid to warm their souls. God only asks that we give to others what HE has given to us…HIS LOVE. It costs nothing to love one another. If the only present you give to someone is your time…it is time well spent. Shine on one another…the reflection is that of our Creator.

 

**I actually wrote this last year…but I felt it beared repeating…Peace to you one and all

A Simple Blue Eyed Girl

A Simple Blue Eyed Girl

Sitting high above

I see you’re in pain

Wish I was there

To hold you again

But life does move on

Even when we aren’t ready

While your heart is stirred up

Your soul remains steady

For a birthday isn’t about life

Not when yours has ended

But about hearts that you touched

Broken fences you mended

And remember now and always

You mended my heart too

I was also blessed

The day God created you

I know you feel a loss

God knew that you would

But things have worked out

The way that they should

My eyes forever dance

My smile lives on forever

While our bodies are estranged

Our souls dance together

So cry not another tear

But you if you must…then smile

For as I was your gift

You made mine worthwhile

So sing our stories aloud

Show them love does exist

And if they don’t believe

I beg you to insist

For the true journey of life

Never ends in death for us

WE are forever bonded

In a circle of blood

So I thank God for the experience

Of having you to share

Never miss my life for I

Am with you …everywhere

Smile that glowing smile

And shine to the world

Signed forever with love

Just a simple blued eyed girl

**To My sister…may we all find the peace…that found you