Showing posts with label Hearing Your Voice Speak to My Heart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hearing Your Voice Speak to My Heart. Show all posts

Monday, July 4, 2011

Tuesday's Trust - God's Spirit Dimension





Tuesday's Trust


God's Spirit Dimension





Writing notes to grieving mothers,


Then realizing all over again


That you're gone . . . It's surreal ~


After this five-year span


How is it I oft can feel


Closer to you than when you were here~


You're not just in my life, but in my heart . . .


Every day since that day, I've shed a tear,


Yet...you feel closer now, though we're apart!




God's Economy is always better ~


Less is more, and more is less ~


Grief indeed is like a fetter,


And yet you share my happiness!




Thank you baby girl, that you're so near . . .


You draw so close, it's like you're here!


So when reality strikes me down,


I'm lifted up, as your spirt comes 'roun!











Poem - God's Spirit Dimension - Angie Bennett Prince - 7/2/2011


Friday, January 29, 2010

Friday's Faith - My Child's Lifeline to Me: The Cord



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Friday's Faith


My Child's Lifeline to Me





The Cord


We are connected,

My child and I, by

An invisible cord

Not seen by the eye.



It's not like the cord

That connects us 'til birth

This cord can't be seen

By any on Earth.



This cord does it's work

Right from the start.

It binds us together

Attached to my heart.



I know that it's there

Though no one can see

The invisible cord

From my child to me.



The strength of this cord

Is hard to describe.

It can't be destroyed,

It can't be denied.



It's stronger than any cord

Man could create;

It withstands the test,

Can hold any weight.



And though you are gone,

Though you're not here with me,

The cord is still there

But no one can see.


It pulls at my heart

I am bruised...I am sore,

But this cord is my lifeline

As never before.



I am thankful that God

Connects us this way

A mother and child...

Death can't take it away!



Author Unknown




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Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses...


~Hebrews 12:1a NIV




(Jesus replied,) "But about the resurrection of the dead--have you not read what God said to you, 'I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob'?

He is not the God of the dead but of the living."

When the crowds heard this, they were astonished at His teaching.


~Matthew 22:31-33 NIV




(Jesus replied,) "...and they can no longer die; for they are like the angels. They are God's children, since they are children of the resurrection. But in the account of the bush, even Moses showed that the dead rise, for he calls the Lord 'the God of Abraham, and the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.'

He is not the God of the dead, but of the living, for to Him all are alive."


~Luke 20:36-38 NIV




(Jesus answered,) I tell you the truth, he who believes has everlasting life. I am the bread of life. Your forefathers ate the manna in the desert, yet they died. But here is the bread that comes down from heaven, which a man may eat and not die. I am the living bread that came down from heaven.

If a man eats of this bread, he will live forever...


John 6:47-51a NIV




Jesus said to her, I am the resurrection and the life.

He who believes in Me will live, even though he dies."


John 11:25 NIV











Holy Scripture - NIV - New International Version
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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Wednesday's Woe - Parting With Parts of You: Little Red Truck




Our beach trip (taken in her little red truck)
August 16, 2005
In less than one year, she would be gone...




Wednesday's Woe


Parting With Parts of You:


Little Red Truck





I said goodbye to your truck yesterday;

For these years it has seemed a part of you--

To have parted before? There was no way!

It would have been more than I then could do.





I cried a few times and patted its side

All the time hearing, "Mommy, it's all good..."

"...I don't need it now," I hear you confide.

Why is it baby, I wish you would?





The truck was so you, all pretty and red,

Yet rugged and tough to slide through the mud.

...I couldn't have you, but had it instead...

Shopping-, beach-trips, mem'ries...my heart goes thud...





From here on out, I'll part with parts of you...

May God give me grace each time we must part.

But nothing compares to your soul made new,

And hearing your voice speak to my heart...










Picture: Made on our beach trip together (in her little red truck) August 16, 2005 - In less than one year, she would be gone...
Poem - Parting with Parts of You: Your Little Red Truck - Angie Bennett Prince - 1/27/10