today
I would not change a single thing
it is exactly as should be
and with a sigh and great relief
face all my God would have for me
it's knowing God goes with me
that this day holds His design
it may be filled with laughter
or tears may be entwined
our days here may be shortened
on earth our temperal home
or days may see us old and grey
as on this earth we roam
the secret lies in trusting
He knows what's best for me
that He will lead and guide me on
to all He's dreamed I'd ever be
with one hand in the Master's
my gaze set fast on Him
His joy abounding endless
His peace that rests within
I face this gift we call today
with all its unknown possibilites
and like a child on Christmas morn
consider love's great probabilities
He has my very best in mind
sweet fellowship will be His plan
together we will catch a star
or do anything I think I can
I 'm not sure I'll move a mountain
or swim the deepest sea
but I know how good this day will be
because my Jesus walks with me
today
my favourite things
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
my favourite things/ Christmas Past/Christmas present/Christmas future
Christmas past
Christmas present
Christmas future
It looked like white Marzipan icing
tonight under the moonlight
and stars
gazing
I turned off the outside lights
I didn't need them
soft shadows melted into the moon's gaze
the touch soft upon the sleeping snowy earth
or at least here sleeping
in South Africa
Shoshanna set up the computer
and with Skype
and early morning
we saw all that Father Christmas
had brought the wee ones
so joyful this game we play each year
around our celebrating Jesus
His birth and coming to set us free
tonight the kiddies are free
adopted
not abandoned
healthy
not waning in weakness
and despair
laughter filling the air
all the way to Gramma's heart
Jedaiah doing a Mexican Christmas
Bethany doing a Prairie Christmas
Eduardo and I back to the Christmases past
just us and friends along the way
I look forward to Christmas future
I see Grandkiddies on my knee
and hear their giggles
as we play young
together
Christmas
any kind of Christmas
my favourite things
Christmas present
Christmas future
It looked like white Marzipan icing
tonight under the moonlight
and stars
gazing
I turned off the outside lights
I didn't need them
soft shadows melted into the moon's gaze
the touch soft upon the sleeping snowy earth
or at least here sleeping
in South Africa
Shoshanna set up the computer
and with Skype
and early morning
we saw all that Father Christmas
had brought the wee ones
so joyful this game we play each year
around our celebrating Jesus
His birth and coming to set us free
tonight the kiddies are free
adopted
not abandoned
healthy
not waning in weakness
and despair
laughter filling the air
all the way to Gramma's heart
Jedaiah doing a Mexican Christmas
Bethany doing a Prairie Christmas
Eduardo and I back to the Christmases past
just us and friends along the way
I look forward to Christmas future
I see Grandkiddies on my knee
and hear their giggles
as we play young
together
Christmas
any kind of Christmas
my favourite things
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
my favourite things/ happy celebrations
a birthday
61 years
I have shared almost 40 of them
think of all those cakes
all those friends
all those smiling faces
cards
gifts
foods of the Birthday Boy's choosing
phone calls
hugs
and all those loves
no matter that the school day was hard
that a cold rattles slightly in the throat
that the age clock clicks forward on
we had all things ready
the choices for "your" day all prepared
your smile grew with each phone call
all that love
your sighs lengthened with each mouthful
of your favourite foods
you had waited all day for this
your heart warmed with each gift you opened
knowing the love
your laughter grew as you scored almost double
in our games
The Lord picked your cards
He knew the cherry on top of a great day
must be placed by Him
otherwise
how could anyone get all the wild cards and all the Aces
like you
God walks with us
and soon we will celebrate His Birthday
Emmanuel
God with us
I have been singing Christmas carols
I have been enjoying every thought
that holds Him captive in my heart
I want to hold on to all He is
Emmanuel
God with us
always surprising us
with His goodness
May we be present Him with full and happy hearts
when His day comes
Happy Celebrations
my favourite things
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
my favourite things/ grandkids
not many words today
just the tingle in my heart
the warmth in my song
the thought of grandkids
three in Africa
one in Canada
all
branded
in
my
heart
a heavenly
treasure
where neither moth nor rust can ever destroy
we will share forever... forever
Jesus walking the shores of the river of life
together
all us beloveds
laughing
praising
dancing
grandkids
~my children's children
my children
~my Eduardo
and all our every other beloved ones
us
with Jesus
that is heaven
walking the shores together
grandkids
Psalm 139:16
my favourite things
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
my favourite things/ our kids
they come and go
these kids of ours
and say
you know mom
you know dad
you know how much we love you?
the empty nest is never really empty
I find in it the days of laughter
and some of tears
and all the fun we've had
and all the prayers we've laid before
His throne room
This empty nest is really
very full
joy overflowing
a new son
grandchildren coming
and all the days shared
that all together
fill
to
overflowing
our kids
always
God's gifts
our favourite things
Sunday, November 11, 2012
my favourite things/ remembrances
a gift
this photo
it came today
a 'lest we forget'
some 'loving memories'
William Barnard... he died young
and left a wife and two wee ones
years later my mom, Marianne Cossette Marchand Fennings died young
and left a husband and two wee ones
and these two families joined
moms and dads give so much to raise a family
soldiers give so much to allow us this freedom
Jesus says If I make you free
you shall be free indeed
Lord keep us in your ways
Lest we forget
Remembrance
my favourite things
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In Flanders Fields by John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
my favourite things/ the return home
I heard the door open
I heard the sighs
and laughter
Eduardo said
maybe cries
the return home
is always sweet
today Stephen came home
he was away making a new home
for his lady
and his baby
fences to put in for horses
house painting
struggling through the winter weather
to make it all just right
he could hardly walk
but said he was just fine
his body worn but his heart burning bright
for his special one
waiting
with laughter all day
a brightness around her
a chocolate cake fresh baked
and iced
her heart on her sleeve
no hiding the love these two bear for each other
our own hearts sit warmed
Eduardo and I
wrapped in our own smiles
remembering
days of old
and
every
return home
our favourite things
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