Encountering Sean

Somewhere between the summer nights, with moonlit sky and stars so bright.
And autumn leaves that gently fall, to crunch through them he hears them call.
Or winters chill on quiet walks, he keeps his appointment, with Jesus he talks.
Or spring times thrill, awakening flowers, showing God's amazing power.
You will encounter.........Sean 

New birth..the baby birds are peeping, woodland animals are creeping.
Babbling brooks flow over rocks, above the trees, a soaring hawk.
Quiet now so you can listen, as the dew on gardens glisten.
His breath, so slow and even now, do you see?, his head is bowed.
Wait, to encounter.......Sean

Words that seem to flow so free, melancholy they will be.
A song seeps out from deep within, because he has been freed from sin.
So rich so deep and so sincere, a life that's free need never fear.
He sings to let the whole world know, that through God's Sprit you can grow.
Listen, and encounter.........Sean 

Ebony and Ivory, fingers dance across the keys.
He plays to glorify the King, while with his family he sings.
He's contemplative as he writes of a battle fought to win the right
Through love, Christ captivates our hearts, surrender, that is where it starts.
Music has encountered..........Sean

A signal wakes him from his rest, up quick!, he's off to do his best.
A human life hangs by a thread, a prayer to his Father is being said.
Compassion draws him to this life, so filled with grief, so filled with strife.
God's blessed! Another life is spared, through a vessel filled with care.
Be glad you encountered.............Sean

Smiles big and smiles small, this young man loves them, one and all.
From North to South, from East to West, now I am sure that you have guessed.
From young or old, he doesn't care, He likes to see them everywhere.
How can one refuse to smile, just stop and talk with him awhile.
Smile when you encounter........Sean

LONG AGO AND FAR AWAY,  he heard Christ say YOU CHOOSE.
TAKE UP YOUR CROSS and follow me, there's nothing you will loose.
His DEAREST MOTHER prayed for him, WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN? she heard.
Her faithful prayers were answered, he's living his life by God's word.
Sean has encountered........God

TO LIVE IS CHRIST, to die is gain, he's commitment to Christ, come joy or come pain.
A PROMISE was given by OUR PRECIOUS LORD JESUS, ascending on high, He said He'd never leave us.
AWAY IN THE DARKNESS are souls that are lost, let's tell them of Jesus who died on the cross.
I BELIEVE IN MIRACLES, in faith he will say, before he speaks to others, for God's power he'll pray.
Sean will encounter..........God's grace

Of all the pictures he could share, from close at home or places rare.
His favorite one just has to be, of his Best Friends Audacity!
To give up heaven and come to die, just ask, and Sean will tell you why.
No portrait paints the shame Christ took, this picture's written in a book.
Picture an encounter...........with God

Loyalty, never breaking a trust, faithfulness unto the end, is a must.
Simplicity, meekness in all that you do, the less ostentatious then Christ can shine through.
Integrity, character wrought through God's grace, not just at home but in any place.
Purity, like the spotless white lamb, he wants to reflect, the great I AM.
MY PRAYER, is that YOU will encounter.......Sean's GOD.


Love, Auntie Diane

All in One Girl

Congratulations are in order for our friend Chantée.
She has much more to celebrate than her 26th birthday.

We heard she and her brother to Wisconsin they did go,
So to the nursing board Chantée her knowledge she could show.

We're sure she studied hard but more than facts Chantée did learn,
Our heavenly Father's love for others in her heart does burn.

So along with all the bed pans, meds, and stitches she might sow,
She hopes to plant into their hearts God's love that it might grow.

Chantée might come off shy but we know better 'cause we've seen,
She's not afraid of much, on top of mountains she has been.

In fact if not for lightening, off a mountain she'd have repelled.
But to her mothers comfort that adventure it got squelched.

The music that comes out when pulling bow across the strings,
Of her violin, I'm sure it makes the angels want to sing.

She's passing on that talent now, to others she is teaching,
And one more talent she's been blessed with is the love of preaching.

Not to the choir you must know, she looks for souls who seek,
To learn of God's great love for those who like Him will be meek.

There is another side of her that makes her so much fun,
And I could keep you here awhile , 'cause I have just begun.

One time when at a family camp I saw this silly girl,
Around her and up to her knees a muddy mess did swirl.

You see a little feller and his bike flew in it first.
To rescue bike or eyeglasses, now which of these was worst?

So in she went with bare feet squishing in that muddy mess,
Let go her fear of crawdads, not her favorite you have guessed.

She loves most other creatures and her sister Tash will tell,
Of a snake skin deteriorating and into her hair it fell.

Of all the things that I could tell, my favorite one to share,
Is that she loves her family, to them she gives great care.

Their home has horses, dog, and many hummingbirds around,
But with her precious family, there most happily be found.

Chantée is just a bundle of God's cre-a-tivity,
And that is why Chantée is special, wouldn't you agree!

Anthony's Prayer

Anthony’s Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep, but somewhere far from here,

My daddy fights for others so they don’t have to fear.

I know that he’ll be home soon, and then with me he’ll play.

I think about it often. That will be my favorite day.

But tonight I ask a special blessing for my daddy, God,

‘Cause instead of kneelin’ next to me he kneels on foreign sod.

Please watch over and protect him, he’s my best friend you know

And I want him right beside me, so he can watch me grow.

He’s a hero in my eyes Lord and I’m glad that he’s my dad.

And I’ll try to be real brave now, though sometimes it makes me sad.

When our freedom’s under fire, he’s not afraid to go

But I’m sure I saw a tear Lord, last time he left me though.

Well I think my favorite colors; have become Red, White and Blue.

‘Cause those colors speak of honor, and to them my daddies true.

Now the Red it stands for Valor, the White for Purity,

The Blue it stands for Justice, Daddy’s faithful to all three.

Long ago there was a war Lord, and it started up above.

‘Cause one that You created, somehow thought you didn’t Love.

And he’s causing trouble here now, but before this world began

You devised a plan to save us, before You created man.

It was Your Son, Heavenly Father, who died upon that tree,

And you sent Him so much farther, than just across the sea.

The Blood He shed was Red Lord, Though His life was White it’s true

they beat Your own Son Jesus, till He was black and Blue

Now I lay me down to sleep, and to You I give my heart

I want to make my daddy proud, by my life to do my part

Just like my daddy’s faithful, to the Red, the White, the Blue

Now I promise to be faithful, like my daddy taught me to.

Special Friends

I shared a poem I had written and put to music, with a young friend of mine.. She said, she would like me to write a poem for her...One evening I got a phone call from my daughter saying, that Natashia would like me to write her poem about why she Loves ME. Funny request I thought, but, the words flew out so fast, I had to sit at the computer and put them down.

Here it is... p.s. I LOVE YOU TASH!

SPECIAL FRIENDS

Natasha thinks her Auntie, is really pretty ducky.

But what she doesn’t know, is her Auntie feels so lucky.

Because this auntie cherishes, the hugs this girl bestows.

And each time that I see her, my love for her just grows.

Her Auntie is quite silly, embarrassing herself,

But somehow or another, in her my Tash sees wealth.

Now Aunties can’t have favorites, I love her like the rest,

With all the crazy memories, of this I cannot jest.

I count it quite a privilege, to have come into her life,

One day some lucky fellow, will be blessed that she’s his wife.

I’ve listened to her family tell, the blessing that she’s given.

She’s drawn her family heavenward, by God’s love she was driven.

But Tasha asked me to recite, the reasons that she loves,

I think it’s that were both related to the man above.

I’m thankful that she see beneath this sometimes foolish friend,

And understands theres hope for me, my heart through Christ to bend.

So that one day, we both will hear, well done thy faithful child,

Come from our best friend Jesus, who is so meek and mild.

Then heart to heart and hand in hand together we will walk,

The streets of Gold forever....up there have time to talk.

And I have heard that we will not recall our trials here.

For heaven will be cheep enough, we’ll no more shed a tear.

But sing forever of the God who gave to us His Son.

Eternity before us, our forever’s just begun =)