tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315868952011-04-22T07:29:52.469+08:00"I had put away our bibles into a cupboard, today I got mine out, it is old and battered and full of notes..."Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12270420993376981101noreply@blogger.comBlogger941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586895.post-1169044850661740272007-01-17T23:39:00.000+09:002007-01-17T23:42:26.483+09:00

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I humbly look up to YouIn sheer wonderment,Staring at the skies both day and night.The daylight sky decorated with perfect colour;Vibrant bursts of sunlightUntil the twilight meets the darkness.What an immeasurable magnificenceWhen the moon climbs its way,Spreading its light across the universeTo shine upon the sheep.

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From their divine castlesTo where the land is stillUntil the morning fills up the skyExcited fairies skip in song and danceTo capture a halo of delight and love.And when the night shall be goneThey will sleep and sleep gentlyIn angel's PalmsUntil the day is night…

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The gift of God is life. Everything He does, He does for us.It all began so long ago,So very far away.The light in the land,The flowing of the river.The desert cameAnd forests grew.The sun began to shine,Man was given the breath of life.Our hearts lighted with fireBurned within us ~God's love began to grow.He sang, He rejoiced ~He created love.Originally written 23/3/88

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Empty your heart;Set your spirit freeThe Lord God is calling.Let your ears hear Him,Let Him hear you....Rejoice in His word,Feel the power of His open armsReaching outTo carry you forever.

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When I was a child young and freeI was overwhelmed with excitementOf presents, stockings and Christmas feasts.My only thoughts were completely of Santa Claus,Sparkling lights and Christmas trees.I listened to stories, of the first Christmas And magical tales of elves and fairies;Of heavenly angels who would come at nightTo visit me in my fairytale dreams…One night a fairy appeared with an angelic

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My days were once nothing,A piece of me waited in the darknessOf the shadows.My life was lost in the night of the daysWaiting to come alive.All my hopes and dreams were cast aside;My heart opened to hear the words,"I brought your life to life...Be still, be not afraid, take my hand and follow:You are not alone in this journey."

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Before me, facing me, is existence to life...I have felt the sudden surge from heaven;I now remember all I had forgotten ~The tender touch of the Spirit.

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To the followersWho find attractivenessIn their possessionsAnd utter to their idolsSuspiciously,Fearing disappointmentAnd doubt:Walk away.Take the step forward,Secure yourself in God;Let the battle begin.Draw strengthAnd see the visionWhich waits you.Do not be beaten ~Come alive with faith!Fill your hearts,Let love;Let God.

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Sometimes I have daysThat are misty and monotonous,I experience a sense of being lost and fatigued.At the end of these days I still confessLife is worth living ~ God gives me reason;He whispers strength for my day.

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We are called to blessAnd be blessed.We do not seek to get evenWith othersFor unjust suffering.Resolve the insults and the evilWith blessings;Demonstrate to our enemiesOur good behaviour,Seek for Peace, pray for peace.

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Emotions are a part of me.Expressions free my mind.Sometimes words come and flow freely,Other times nothing comes to my mind.It is certain the more I love something,The greater my pain will be for losing it.To lose a family member I would be more affected Than the loss of a pet.If one of my children were to die I would grieve more Than the loss of a friend.When Jesus died, the grief and suffering

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Patience is not about giving up ~Be patient people of God for the Lord is coming.Prepare for the harvests;Do not condemn your neighbours,Praise God and live by faith,Become closer and nearer ~Wait patiently…for the Lord is coming.

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I asked a child why he felt so sad,His words took me by surprise...He said he needed to kiss an angel,To dry away his tears~And a hug to feel loved.He said he was lost,And dreamt an angel could help him find his way.I tried my best to cheer him up, to make him laugh.As I spoke to him a stillness came over the earth,A bright light whispered as it shone:“We need angels in disguise”...His tears were

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Freedom is the mountains further than the clouds.Freedom is the ocean further than the horizon.Freedom is close to where nature has her way.Freedom is the sunlight as it filters freely through the day.When I gaze at the heavensThere are no barriers.When I breathe in the air I feel freedom.Freedom is God’s spirit;The spirit of freedom is in my life.

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The warm rain sweeps across the cityEvaporating as quickly as it settles.Our swollen rivers once thickWere raging freely with an abundance of life-giving waterTo quench the thirst of our nation.I don’t suppose raindropsWill fill the now dried rivers.The empty beds of where the water once flowedIs like a broken heart; empty, longingTo be filled,To be nourished~To breathe again.Raindrops are like

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Every colour has a symbolic meaning: Red, I see anger; for no doubt there will be times of questioning,And she will be filled with anger.Yellow is for all the bright times, the fun timesWe share together.Pink, is the very first time I saw her; small, shriveled upAnd hot pink screaming with tears.Green, is my favourite colour. Green could only mean envy;At some stage in her life she will feel

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I was rescued a long time ago,However, I did not see Him.I did not sense His hand take mineNor did I believe when He carried me;When I fell down and criedHe washed away my tears.One day I turned aroundHe touched my brow;I prayed.I felt His hand take mine~He rescued me.

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Lost in the viewOf the red and orange sunset...Gazing out to the horizon,Staring at the sheer stillness of the waterI seek myself; I ask myselfWho am I?As I search for more.To seek answers to my questions,And reaching out thirstingWith my open heart;Understanding and not struggling,Not holding back...Grasping onto love that can move mountains:God’s love

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Today, I battled…Today, I cried.It was one of my worst days.I heard critical voicesIn my head~I almost fell down.I sat and prayed to God;climbed my way back,And gave thanks.

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I weep no more,My sad eyes sleep.Close not my eyes~Awake, awake!See, see;I see His faceMy heart is filled with glory! Originally written 27/1/89

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The sky was mysterious~A tiny burning lamp, carried by small childrenLit up the path of the dark earth…The glowing light guided the way to unknown secretsOf the charmed woods….Not afraid of the darkness they chattered away,Eyes aglow, searching,Listening for any bustle, any magic,Any sign of fantasy creatures….Passing the crystal waterfall,Which sprayed diamond bubbles of waterAcross their tiny

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I snatched up todayThe mist in the morningA shining sun heating up the golden earthA diamond day with its beautiful skySoft clouds floating softly byThe smell of perfumed flowersThis hour is mineTo thinkTo prayTo talk to GodNow, with the closing of this day…I rejoice in this moment

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Listen to your thoughtsHear the beat of your heartFree yourself of unhappinessMake time in your life to live in peaceAnd breath in the Love

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Life does not have to beA product of the environment.It can be a performanceOf peace,Free of hate.Life can be musical;With Christ overflowing.The environment will changeWhen we feel God's love.Open up to the environment around you;Save it.

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The treasury of ancient treesTall and majestic timberTheir unending beautyCreated centuries agoReaching high in theDirection of the heavensExtending and stretchingAnticipating beyond

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God is above all.God's word is powerful; everyone can seek Him.Great happiness explodes to those who come to salvation.God can be experienced; everyone can belong to Him.Even though we don't fully understand everything that happens,He shows compassion to those who turn their back on Him.

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There is a stirring in my soulRefreshing all my memoriesOld and new;A new day is calling.The gentleness of its beginning,Soft light of daybreakAwakening, beating, breathingAround meAn echo of yesterday...The whispering SpiritComforts me.

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The entrance is openedIt is ours forever.There is no wall of divisionTo hide behind;All standing together.Wide and tall,Hands joined and reaching,Hearts longing,Smiling; connectedAs one.

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LostIs a riddleOf the universe.It breathesOn misunderstandingsIt can gnaw away at your feelingsCausing solitudePanic and desperation.There is hope inRecognizing who you really are;Who you will grow to beWill be an ongoing challengeFilled with the Spiritof God.

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Dreaming...Images of fairies dancing in the midnight;The moon so light and bright.Sightings of shooting stars;Falling to make many secret wishesWhere wings of beauty are brought to life.The hearts of fairies radiate love.The forest alive with dancing butterflies,And wild honeysuckles sip up the morning dew.The blowing wind foretelling secretsOf Earth's CreationBreathing...With hopes and goodness.

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We are calledThrough prayersAnd quiet tearsSilently fallingTo the whispers of God love;To the vision of his realm;To reaching out.We are called;Yes,We are called.

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What it is all aboutWhy do I feel all alone?God has left me...Or so it feels.As I fall to piecesI crumble to my kneesWith open hands reachingI call upon GodThe struggle is ended.I have grasped a holdGod has not left meI am not alone.

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Grandpa sits,Waiting, waiting in fearAlone.Unaware of his surroundings,Nothing recognizable,Fearful.He smiles; a familiar face,A grandchild, gently touches,StrokingCarefully from the heart.Patiently calming him,Lovingly,Until he's at peace.

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The darkened forest of the nightStill whispers in my mind.The sound of the night creatures,The endless cycle of the fast flowing streamCalling as it overflows and weaves its wayWith rhythms of bouncing secrets,Erupting ghosts of forgotten time;Holding onto the heart of Mother Nature.

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I awoke this morning,And listened...I could hear soft murmuringsOf the Spirit, as it filled the air and lingered near,All earthly things became alive, and the soft stillnessBecame a brand new day.

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Our years seem shortOften with broken heartsEyes filled with tears.When God speaksYour troubles are few You will never walk aloneHe walks with you....Originally written 11/1/88

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ForgivingIt doesn’t come easyyou might retaliateForgiving....Let it come from inside,Right alongside the hurt.Forgiving....Share it about;Don’t hold it in your heart.Forgiving....Brings the love of our LordInto our lives.Forgiving is unlimited....Originally written 7/89

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Everyday I grow in faith,Without you I would not be.In my dreams I see so much; I see what makes a person wise. The joy, the peace, The love, which creates. You alone are love, You alone are everywhere. Let me never leave You; Let me go forward Cheerfully and with love. Originally written 8/88

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There is a place not known to fewAnd those who know do not tell.Go deep into the forests where you can breatheThe perfumed air of pine needlesAnd search for the pond that glows of gold.You will know you are near when you see a ray of sunshineBeaming aglow over the wild bunches of flowers.Once there if you are lucky you will seeRainbows of flashing colours as they dance on tippy toe.This is their

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I close my eyes,To see, to smell, to feelBeings around me.The beauty of their existence,Freedom within, and innocenceOf the enchanted magicalChildhood fantasiesLong ago passed,Remaining safe and secure inMy heart forever, just as it wasWhen I was a child.

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When the wind cries,I hear You.When the birds sing,I hear You.The voice of the windAre You.You are the silentPulsing of my blood.Larger Beings,Greater Spirits;Kinder, surer, stronger,Ever seeking.You are here... Originally written 6/9/1987

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Dragon flies, lady bugs, and Christmas beetlesCame together and hovered over the tiny stream,Watching and guarding the delightful flower fairiesAs they danced about the water lilies.Petals fell from their wings, dropping into the stream,And sparkled with aluminous dust as they floated away.The fishes turned into glass rainbows as the dust touched each one,The glow from the fishes lit up the earth

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Sometimes I close my eyes and see bright lights of rainbowsAnd a kaleidoscope of dreams: I can roam into pine filled forests,Sail off to the seas and watch the sun rise over the horizons,Travel far away to the kingdoms of fairy landWhere little folk people be.As the sun rolls by in the heat of the day,I cool down in magical mirrored pools.When I open my eyes my heart is pleased;My nature, my

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I had the strangest of dreamsI saw two angels waiting for meThey were picking up pieces of my lifeA giant jigsaw puzzle of meIt was so clear that every piece told a different storyPiece by piece the angels brought them togetherThey became one whole meI was ready...to follow the Light

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It is in sharing dreams and journeys;Listening with hope and searching souls.Entering Pain and sharing laughterThat every day begins.Each word becomes one story; a oneness; a friendshipWe take another's hand in prayer.

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A chorus of bells rang outAnd they danced in the rainOn the pebblesIn the streamTalking and wishingAbout their dreams.SometimesSomeone would speakTo them;Their tiny heartsWould thump--Shhh...listen to the sounds,They cried,God is whispering!

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With anguished hearts,Breathing fast;Minds taunted,Quarrels, harsh words,Depressed stomach,Impatient tongues,Bitterness, hate,Abandonment;A child cries...The strength is dead--"And so Love ends."

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I am not alone.Reaching, no longer searching;Stronger, walking taller,Head held higher,I am in control;He is reachable,I have climbed and found my way.

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Early dawn and the land was covered in dew.Water lilies were beginning to flowerOn the soft, crisp rippling stream.The winds woke the beetles from their sleep,Butterflies and bees came alive.A dozen fairies began to sing,Catching delicate pearls of magic mistUpon their wings.

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A tiny cloud-filled stairway reached down from HeavenTo return tiny little creatures to their castle in fantasy land.They were laden with precious memories of angels in paradise,In their hearts they carried messages of boundless love.Above welcoming shrieks from all who cheered,Angelic voices sang out, "Come listen, we have good news to tell..."At that moment a rainbow shone, Stretching from the

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I can feel itRestlessness inside of meA thirst for a miracleWhispering soundsEchoing as I praySomething good is comingExpect it

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I've been to where clouds are bornWhere the clouds meet the skiesAnd seen the giant trees, which line the coastal shores.I've travelled on rivers of glassSurrounded by mountainous fir tree landsWalked across empty desertsTo reach the crowded seasIn search of sacred, hidden rocks.

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I thought I was dreaming...God came to me, and spoke; He whispered in my ear,"Hush be still." Then a silence came over me.This has to be a dream...this is not real....I saw Him everywhere; in the trees, in the sky, in the beautiful winter's day...I heard Him in the crunchy, dry grass, in the pine needles as they tinkled...I was touched by God,I felt the gentleness of a soft breeze, which touched

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The fire in the skyLeaping flames slashing its blazing fingersThroughout God's landDestroys all as it spreads.Smoke brings an end to the lightOf the day,Covering the summer sunWith darkness.Untamed winds whippingUnder the flames stirring up sparksAnd spreading ashAcross the oceans to unknown lands;A halt to destructionAs a deluge of rain is sentTo wash it all awayBringing new growth, new lifeA

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The angels have delivered me to you, Just as I am, meMy journey has been longI have found youIt's a miracle, my dreams came trueI am finally with youEvery breath I take, I take for youI am forever yoursAll that I need is you in my lifeForever

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Everybody seeks happiness, finding it and keeping it seems difficult to do.Difficult because we think happiness is wealth and fame, so we search. But true happiness is kindness; reach out to others, make them smile; For the happiness you give will return to shine on you... Originally written 30/10/87

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Dreams are like the seeds from flowers;To dream is to have hope, to dream is to learn.Seeds need time to grow into beautiful flowers,They need special care and nurturing...Without dreams there are no goals.When you lose your way,And begin to wonder, "Why me?"Dream....Think of the flower which comes from the seed;One day you will grow to be that flower.Let your dreams fly with you...

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The flowers didn't bloom in the garden this year,And all the pretty fairies began to cry;They shed their tears till they could weep no more.Then God above spoke, and said, "Wipe away your tears, Come gather up your things, fly your silver wings,And follow Me to My garden where it blooms all year."They vanished to the heavens with promises to returnTo earth with their magical melodies and dust

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If I climbed the highest mountain and called out to God to forgive meHe would say "Yes."If I went to the smallest corner of the world and cried out to God to forgive meHe would say "Yes."And if I prayed for forgiveness, "Yes," God would forgive me.Today God whispered,"I forgive you," and "You also must forgive."

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I think its better to feel too much, than to feel too little;I think it’s better to have loved, than not to have loved;I think it’s better to hold on, than to let go;Each day of my life brings new challengestoday is no different....I think it’s better to have God, than not to have God.

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My fears have been many:Death, the unknown,Of being overwhelmed,Abandoned, unloved,Losing myself...Being too far from God's side.

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This world is filled with lost souls crying out for help.My nights are filled with their restless dreams And their fears of being lost...Tired lonely people with lonely hearts, waiting to be saved,Wanting to be saved, not knowing where to turn to.Their hungry eyes searching, For contentment, searching for new beginnings.Who can they turn to, they have no one;No one to guide them, no one to care

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I almost walked away from God.I'd had had enough, of fighting with myself,With my feelings, of not wanting to let goOf my past. I thought If I could keep my old lifeAs well as my new life with God, it would be okay,It would work. It did not. It has been a battleFor me to stay focused to take the right path.There is no easy way, as I thought.He challenged me, I came back.My heart is once again

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When the stars shine brightly at nightAnd the moon stretches its shadow across the earth,All the elves and fairies make their wayTo the deepest part of the enchanted forest to gather up wild berries,Followed by the fairy queen who rides upon the giant caterpillar.The night is wild with all creatures; Pixies and goblins and other tiny folk They cheer and throw blossoms to the queen as she passes..

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As I sit on a cliff edge Watching the waterfall trickle down the valley,Passing through the harsh mountain nature, Stopping still at the Jelly Bean Pool;In the distance I hear the sounds of the bustling city noise.This is drowned by the whispered soundsOf the untouched bush;I am aware of its beauty, aware of myself ~Aware of God

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Tiny little creatures visited last night.They came to me in my dreamsWith their gleeful little voices; Dashing from pillow to pillow, Running through my covers, Playing hide and seek under my bed. My dream was all aglow With flashing colours of purple and gold.Was I in fairyland? I felt tiny kisses upon my cheek, And stirred; the little creatures took off ~But not before they waved and whispered,

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Embrace the things that are special.By things, I don't mean possessions... Things are familyThings are friendsThings can be seen Things can be heard Things can be touchedThings can be loved Respect your things in life, love the experience.Every thing in your life is special...Embrace it.(editors note: God loves a simply grateful heart)

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The most charming fairy of all Is the fairy godmother whoWatches over all her little godfairies.She is on her toes, can never rest;Ready to wave her wand if any distress,Or turn any little girl into a sweet princess.She flies up, flies down, around and about;Always on the lookout for any queer sound.And still she has fun, and still she sings,Throwing kisses to all in the Fairy Kingdom.(editor's

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Some nights and some daysI cry out in silence to be saved.Sometimes I am too afraid to move;Questioning myself, not totally honest;Fighting God, not giving myselfCompletely.

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Butterflies and buzzing bees watch Over green maiden hair ferns,The pretty daisies that mingle Between the giant frogs and lizards And the vigilant garden gnomes who guardOver Poppy's secret little creatures.Shhh! Be still, don't move, Because they will fly away and hide.If you close your eyes and listen very hard You can almost hear their voices.Hear them; singing, chatting, Enchanting little

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I believe the Spirit is within usFor our world to know peace.We must work together equally.As children of God we are called to be involvedIn the mission for peace and harmony.We must fight the barriers that separate us From reaching this goal. To serve God, commit ourselves In seeking out injustice, terrorism, and oppression. We need each other.We need to grow together, work together; Grow

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Sometimes when I am so busyI forget to stop and say thank you, to say I love youTo all my family, for all their hugs and kissesAnd their unconditional love.Thank you for this house in which we live;For all my gifts and my friends who know me well;For You who give me support when it is most needed;For the light and day, for dark and night... The sun and stars that shine so bright;For listening and

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Why did I read today's paper?Filled with heartache, and despairEach page told the same story;Violence, corruption and blame.What a let down;For me, for society, for the world.There is no peace,No heroes,Where has love gone?Have we been beatenBy Depression, by Fear by Anxiety?And are we too afraid to aid, to protect, to rescueThe battered, the sick, the oppressedFrom the violence of today's

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Startled by the vision;Touched by a rolling force running through my body...At this moment God comes sweeping upon me,Breath ever so gentle,Lifting me to where I cannot yet go.Suspended, not able to moveI am paralysed, no sound;Quietness, stillness...Love. Spirit within.

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God has called me To live in this world,To share In the spreading of His love,His peace, With all people....To share my gifts, To grow;To follow, to serve...Be at peace within myself;Feel his Spirit.

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We saw fairies today,Voices singing in delight,Playing in the raindrops.Tiny little feet dancing enchantingly,They danced the fairy dance. A little breeze blew their magical dust,It sprinkled with a magical glowTouching our faces as it fell,It was fascinating to see We saw fairies today...They saw us, too.Coming soon: A Faery Story

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Sometimes I forget how to flyAnd angels will come and lift me up....I stepped out from under the warmth of my covers this morningLooked out my window and spied the dayI am greatful for this day...another beautiful day.I thought of yesterday, the anguish...the aloneness.Yesterday I was lost,Today I am found.

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I sat and contemplated,And feeling miserableAbout my day's events,My mind wandered freely...I tossed about insignificant theories hopingFor some answers to my questions.I prayed for some peace to come,Maybe some sleep.I felt sick deep in my stomachAs I waited and struggledWith my conscience.I wanted to hide, to runawayThen suddenly He was here...

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A miracle is coming, I feel it.Perhaps it's already happened.Calmness is about, A being is awakening...The restlessness is almost set free...Finding its way to something good.Look forward to it, grab it, Don't let it go, it's finding its way to you;You're not alone, don't be afraid.Take a hold and hang on tight.

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I can sit for hours lost in thought.Pondering about the heavens.Staring at the vastness of the skies.Closing my eyes to feel the softness of breezesListening to the sounds of life...Sometimes I drift and let my mind wander,I can feel the sun beaming down upon me.And I find myself walking through a lush green forest Growing beside the stillness, of a brilliant blue lake...With each soft breeze

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My heroWas beatenBeaten for opening up his heartFor speaking the truthPeople ran from himThey hid from himAndAbandoned himMy heroDied upon the crossIt was horrificHe did not abandon meHe returnedWith His spirit, in me, in allMy hero, lived and diedAnd God raised him upMy hero is Jesus

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There is no darkness in your lightI walk with pleasure in your dayI smile at the dawn andThe light you bring…The light is you, it is your loveAnd when the darknessOf your day comes,I see light stillI smile at the day's endingFor it is a time for me to reflect...And thank you for your Light…The Light is you, it is your love…

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I think most days we can catch a hint of God,Whether it be now or thenOr a minute, or a second.It may be just in a passing light or a soft breeze,Or a song being played.... I think God is in our shadows, Walking in front, at side, all around...He is never totally absent, always thereFor us.... With a whisper and a touch He visitsWith such beautiful awareness, and entertainsWith His constant love.

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Last night someone sat upon my bed;Who is it? I whisperedNo answer.I could see no face,A presence is here;Who is it? I criedNo answer.There is someone there, I know it;I can feel you....Who are you?No answer.Someone wiped my tears away;Who was it?My fears have gone...Who took them?No need to answer...It was GodOriginally written 1964 or '65

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Dear God,I cannot escape You, nor do I want to....Everything I do, You know; You understand my every thought....Sometimes I sit all alone and try to pray but cannot think of anything to say....I know You see me and say,“Hey, that’s okay, because every time you come and sit, I look back at you and you look back at Me.”All my actions You see, You always know what I say. Only sometimes I wish you

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Since writing to God, as usual I am calm....God seems to be working through me, in me, to help me and others around me. I don't know why He chose me, I am far from perfect, so very far. But then, there was a woman...read Luke 7:36-42....Originally written 2/12/87

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I have many faults. Whatever they are, help me never to be guilty of any conscious cruelty. There is so much cruelty, and suffering is so wide spread in this world; lonely, agonizing suffering of human lives. Kindness, we all crave for it; to give it or receive it--yet, we are afraid to reach out, to touch, afraid of being conspicuous. Often we look the other way, close our eyes to the unjust; on

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Dear God,Thank you….Thank you for friendship, for family, for friendsThank you for love, thank you for my life, thank you for my gifts.My heart is filled with emotion that words can’t always express.I reach out towards you. I offer you my love...Lord I feel your presence, right here, right now...I feel you everywhere this day; I give myself to your world...Your presence is a delight…Love, Carol

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When I go Home againIt comes to me often in silenceWhen night falls.The shadows of the moon flickerI dream of the glorious greetingI yearn for familiar warmth and welcome….There will be peace.There will be music.The hands of Angels will welcome meWhen I go Home again

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Dear God,There are times when I do not understand what lies ahead for me. I will always remain totally confused as to why I have been chosen and honoured with raising one of Your very special children. Why, I can't comprehend, but will try with all my heart to do my very best....I tried to shut You out when Jayne was born and I hated You, but with all Your wisdom You knew better and have welcomed

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I don't believe that He is because He answers my prayers;My prayers are answered because He is....I don't believe that He is because he listens to me;He listens because He is....I don't believe that He is because He knows my thoughts;He knows my thoughts because He is....I don't believe that He is because he solves my problems;He is, even when they go unsolved....I don't believe that He is

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Each and every part of me You put together in my mothers womb;"Created! What a Miracle!"A strange, gloriously wonderful secret formed by God.I cannot begin to even imagine my bones formingand growing in there.You saw me and You knew me before I was born;"Created! What a miracle!"With all my heart I give thanks and praise Youfor Creation...my Creation."At the end, I had written in my hand writing;

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He began with the Universe,Darkness, light appearedNight and dayWater cameBlue skyEarth and Sea.Fruit of the EarthGod was pleasedSun over the dayMoon at nightStars to light.He made us, one and allLike Him, to stand tallCreation completedBy the greatest of all. Originally written 26/9/87

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