Wednesday, November 23, 2011
my favourite things/ gramma's boy
gramma
gramma
gramma
his words always greet me
he loves me
no doubts
when our eyes join
we know
my heart knows
he's mine
he knows I'm his
we just know
this boy in Africa
a long way from Canada
we have shared only two months
out of his two years
where we laughed and played
held tight through tears
sang
rocked
prayed
yet we know
I'm his
and
he's gramma's boy
my favourite things
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
my favourite things/ His wind
His wind blows where He wills
I stand alone
catching God
my arms flung wide
my heart open like a book
prologue written
epilogue
only He knows
and I read...
His Word is stretched across each page
a friend to me
along my way
fear not
I am with you always
cast your cares upon Me
for I care for you
delight yourself also in Me
and I will give you the desires of your heart
You believe in God
believe also in ME (Jesus, sweet Jesus)
just faith as a mustard seed
honour your Father and Mother
that it may be well with you
rejoice always
in everything give thanks
my Grace is sufficient for you
I read on
and on
comforted
strengthened
encouraged
desiring nothing more than to be like Him
my pages are filled with Him
He is all I see
in Him is Life
and that
abundantly
Prologue
He keeps His own
under the shadow of His wing
safe
my life
His wind
His word
His book
my favourite things
I stand alone
catching God
my arms flung wide
my heart open like a book
prologue written
epilogue
only He knows
and I read...
His Word is stretched across each page
a friend to me
along my way
fear not
I am with you always
cast your cares upon Me
for I care for you
delight yourself also in Me
and I will give you the desires of your heart
You believe in God
believe also in ME (Jesus, sweet Jesus)
just faith as a mustard seed
honour your Father and Mother
that it may be well with you
rejoice always
in everything give thanks
my Grace is sufficient for you
I read on
and on
comforted
strengthened
encouraged
desiring nothing more than to be like Him
my pages are filled with Him
He is all I see
in Him is Life
and that
abundantly
Prologue
He keeps His own
under the shadow of His wing
safe
my life
His wind
His word
His book
my favourite things
Monday, November 14, 2011
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