The winds of change

On white sand I stand facing
Gusty winds of change
Turquoise buried in the sea
Sky - swirling milky blue

Just there in the horizon
Lazy mountains navy blue
Rising misty masses
A bare and hazy hue

As I stand and face this ocean
So deep and wide and far
I know I must embrace
These winds blowing from afar

Winds that blow so strong and fine
Stripping cobwebs away
Bringing fresh and tangy sunshine
Lighting a darkened heart

The Lord my God is mighty
His love great oceans deep
So many lives He touches
Yet my heart He seeks to keep

The Lord my God is mighty
Yet He looks into my heart
To root out what needs weeding
In the furrows of the heart

He sees our every action
Every thought we think in place
He sees our motivation
The blood covers us in Grace.

Here I stand as the winds blow
Here I stand with all to gain
Lord thank you I'm not shallow
That I just look to me to blame

And know that you are listening
And know that You are right
Your Grace is what the girl needs
That gets foundations right.

I am alive. Rejoice and be glad.

Sure, I may be facing challenges in my every day life.
Things aren’t going the way I want nor planned.

But each new day is a chance to stand strong
in the midst of adversity
and see the faithfulness of God.

Every new day is an opportunity to praise and thank Him,
to magnify Jesus instead of magnifying problems.

This is the day that the Lord has made,
let me rejoice and be glad in it!

Be glad that God has promised
to never leave me nor forsake me.
Be glad that God has given me a sound, healthy mind.
I rejoice that He is making a way where there seems to be no way!

As I focus on the gift of every day
and rejoice in what God is doing in my life,
and in that of my family and friends.

I will see more and more,
and experience more and more His increase and blessings.

I will rise higher and am set on a course
to live in rest and victory
all the days of my life!

Adapted fr Joel Osteen's 'Live like a Champion'

The tree heart

Two listening ears
An open heart
Her love for me
Flows through

A love for Christ
Infused within
Wisdom through
And through

A sage's advise
Pours out her heart
The Word
And what she reads

The source of which
A well spring rich
A heart and mind
New things doth find

A journey that
Continues on
Grace, mercy
Every morning

The touch of God
So whisper soft
Three strands
Not easily broken

The ray of power
Every sun kissed morn
Fruits flowers
Leaves and roots

The daily dew
It falls anew
Fresh with every
Morning

Lord I thank you for
(No, am not a bore)
For a dear dear part
Of my sister's heart

The truck

There is someone I know
Who continues to grow
In the maniest of ways
And in many a phase

But the quaintest of all
Is which muscles are flexed
When he chooses which court
In which to get vexed

He has chosen a life
With just little strife
With a time to decide
And not want to hide

He loves all his trucks
They bring him big bucks
And the time to decide
What he does with his life

Along with his shave
Is this veriest knave
Growing heart mind and soul
He's on a roll

May my brother see
And continue to be
One who thinks with his head
As God gives him his bread

Unceasing Daily Wittingly

Odd its taken oh so long
To realise the love so strong
That Mom and Dad have given me
Unceasing, daily, wittingly

Anger came in ebbs and flows
But never lasting, past my nose
For that's as far as it could see
Never meant to be an itchy flea

Instead the trellis - always there
For me to grow and twine a'where
Guidance given, words a s'poken
Concern and goodness, thus awoken

And till today, though old I be
Mom and Dad still there for me
Their lives a living testimony
Of those whose love is there for me

Cush-cushions

The beauty of an inner heart
That life has marked
Both soft and hard
A voice that wavers
Both soft and loud
Full of laugh, a life so proud

My brother's wife
A woman, strong
Soft where needed
Right cushions plonked

Whose hands are strong
Whose view exact
Whose concern is evident
In talks so packed

Who guides the young un's
Right and tight
And see's to others
Er'e time is right

Carats and Nose

Globe trotting, bike trekking
Sun loving, carat wielding
Making tracks, Where'er she goes

Nose in books, More th'n one
Cant put em down
When mopping's done

How does she manage this sis of mine?
And she sho're seems to shine shine shine

Plonks herself on every sofa. Lies on cushions, the world over
Always smiling, perky nose. Friends all over, where'ere she goes

WoW. WoW. Viva!

A response to a loving heart. VIVA! At http://robyntoh.blogspot.com/

Makes me cry inside as you speak
Thank you my very very sweet

As tears flow with eyes like does
Healing words and ilk, abode

The love you offer spans the miles
And crosses to this tiny isle

And in the thoughts and thinks you think
I see your love that is so so big

Thank you God for all I have
Because you've made us, we are glad

Am reminded once again
Of His tools used to refine

The hottest fires and sharpest tools
Refines and shines, a fire anew