I have fibromyalgia (also sleep apnea) so I'm often up in those quiet hours that God speaks to your heart! I love to write poems and feel that God gives them to me... I just write them down. Jesus is the only source of true peace and I praise Him for His faithfulness which is new every morning! Here are a few poems to share. God Bless! Wanda
Heavenbound
The troubles we endure through life are fleeting, quickly passed,
The Lord designed this trial called life, but life's not meant to last.
We're on an upward trek of faith, each step brings closer to us,
The end of strife and troubled life, He's promised He'll renew us.
We'll close our eyes and open them to find that we're in Heaven,
Where peace and joy and perfect love envelope every mansion.
A place where only light exists and time will cease to be.
A place where we'll behold His face throughout Eternity.
So we must live our life on earth not anchored to the ground,
But live each day in an upward way because we're Heavenbound.
Wanda
The Church...God's Patchwork Quilt
Just as pieces of a quilt
When pieced and stitched by loving hands
Lends warmth and comfort that is felt
By those who snuggle 'neath it's strands
We all are pieces of God's quilt
When placed together side by side
His warmth and comfort we reflect
To those with whom our lives are tied.
God created all things so
They fit just right within His plan.
We share His will with those we know
And work together hand in hand.
It takes us all within our place
To spread His love to all mankind.
We stitch His mercy and His grace
Our hearts and souls He gently binds.
Wanda
Have Faith
On days when we feel weak and spent,
We know that God's own Son was sent,
That we can know the victory's sure
And draw His strength to help endure.
There are no words to speak of peace,
And joy and love that never cease,
These are in our life to stay,
They cannot e'er be torn away.
It's up to us to seek His face,
And trust in His amazing grace,
Satan works to cause us doubt,
It's up to us to shut him out.
Our God is great and fair and true,
His love's complete for me and you,
He only wants the best for us,
And asks our love and faith and trust.
Life is hard and is not fair,
But we are rich beyond compare,
We do not place our trust in things,
But choose to trust the King of Kings.
Wanda
Faye Morrison
2/21/95
SPRING WINDS
Blow winds, blow,
Blow you mighty spring winds,
Let everything be shaken
that can be shaken;
Let every dead dry thing
be blown away.
Blow away the cobwebs
and the broken branches
of the past.
Blow away the tangling vines
of every shame-filled secret memory.
I am stripped bare by you winds,
I am a new bud waiting,
Reaching for the sunshine of spring.
All that has lain dormant
this long winter past
Is poised, ready to burst forth,
Blossoming, revealing the new life
Blow winds, blow,
Blow you mighty spring winds.
New life is carried within
Your terrible wings of destruction,
New life that is only revealed
When the debris of the past
Has been cleared away.
Blow winds, blow
I wait for you mighty spring winds,
Blow winds, blow.
Faye Morrison
2/21/95
MY SWORD, MY LORD, MY LIGHT
I AM A WARRIOR OF THE LORD,
MY SWORD IT SHINES SO BRIGHT,
SO DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL IS LORD,
WHO I LOVE AND HOLD SO TIGHT.
TO KNOW HIS GLORIOUS POWER,
TO FEEL HIS MIGHTY TOUCH,
TO STAND ALONE IN MY DARKEST HOUR,
WITH MY SWORD BY MY SIDE TO CLUTCH.
WITH THE HOLY FIRE THAT BURNS WITHIN,
THAT BURNS AND SHINES SO BRIGHT,
ALL SATAN'S DARKNESS ALL OF SIN,
IS LOST...................IN HEAVENLY LIGHT.
FOR DARKNESS WILL NOT ENTER MY SOUL,
MY SWORD IT SHINES SO BRIGHT,
THE SON OF GOD WHO MAKES ME WHOLE,
CLEANS IT FOR THE FIGHT.
I AM A WARRIOR FOR MY LORD,
I STAND SO PROUD AND STRONG,
FOR JESUS IS MY LIGHT MY SWORD,
WITH HIM I'LL DO NO WRONG.
IN BATTLE I NEED NO ARMOUR NOR SPEAR,
FOR I HAVE MY SWORD OF LIGHT,
THE DARKNESS OF HELL IS NOT WHAT I FEAR,
IT'S LOSING MY SWORD IN THE FIGHT.
Crucify the Lord, they said;
So He paid the price for my sins.
How can it be that you paid the price?
How can it be that you took my place?
How can it be; you did it all
To make me triumph o're man's fall?
How is it that you took all of my sin,
And cast it further than the garbage bin?
How is it you could pay such a price,
So I would be sinless, whole, and nice?
I don't understand what you did that day,
so I could be in God's presence to stay.
Yet, I'll believe your promise is true,
And forever be grateful for all that you do.
Now I know salvation is near,
for all who are called, for all who hear.
To receive your sacrifice that day,
means to humble myself and do it Your way.
From the beginning, I sought your will,
I tried to do right, though it wasn't a thrill.
I tried to be holy with all my strength,
And I found my witness was only a stench.
On and on, I struggled with Sin,
I didn't know the temple I was in.
I hadn't really made you my Lord,
I still hung on to my carnal cord.
When suddenly, I let all things go,
and rose with the Spirit to and fro.
Alas, my spirit rose with ease,
no longer bound in a sinful freeze.
The chains that bound me head to foot,
were loosened with my sinful root.
For when I let God birth me anew,
The old fell off and I took Christ's view.
What a wonderful place to dwell,
in the bosom of God, no words can tell.
Resting in His love and provision,
calling for unity rather than division.
Love for the brethren, Love for our God,
we're truly dwelling on Heavenly sod.
Christ can come forth through you and me,
Christ must come forth to set captives free
Minnie Yamashita
On Fire For God
I stand here in my lonely world
thinking no one cares for me.
I look straight past the broken glass
and this is what I see;
People stealing,
people healing,
people who don't know where to go.
People that are lost,
people that are found,
people who just can't say "no"
Those people who are stealing,
those people who are lost,
I give them all my prayers.
I will pay the cost!
But those people who are healing,
those people who are found,
I will pray for them as well
as they reach for higher ground.
Burning Satan.
Reaching higher.
As old stories tell,
fight fire with fire.
Defeating Satan.
He'll never learn,
that if you play with fire
your gonna get burned!
Those people who are lost,
people who are found,
all will unite someday
and reach for higher ground!
And I'm no longer
in my lonely self.
I'm takin' that old Bible
off the dusty shelf.
I'm on fire for God,
I know where I'm going.
I know I'll see you there
because your progress is showing.
-Matt Coker
Clovis, NM
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26th March 1999
