Mr. God

Seniors Solution

Mister God

I'm sorry for keepin' ya up late.
But, I wanna know
If'n you're too busy, I can wait.

You see grandma's been forgettin'
A lot of things. Mamma says so.
She forgot my name, today, Mr. God,
And she's a walkin' kinda slow.

Yesterday, she jest left
Without even sayin' bye.
Daddy brought her back and
He had a tear in his eye

So, I was wonderin', can you fix her?
She has somthun' called "all tizers," daddy said.
She forgets who we are sometimes,
And she forgot that grandpa's dead

Mr. God, you give her a new rememberer
Cause I miss her playin', and stuff, with me
And the cookies she used to bake.
And, she was so smart, wasn't she?

She used to talk 'bout you a lot.
Now, she jest talks to herself and,
Mr. God, she don't know herself
From the pictures on the shelf.

Sometimes, she calls me 'little boy'
And pats my cheek or hair.
And she don't seem to care.

Please, Mr. God,

Will ya fix her, all new again,
A'fore she gets lost and
Can't remember where she's been?

She ain't sang a Jesus song
Like I like to hear her to do.
Daddy says 'cause she is getting old.
But, she's not as old as you.

Daddy says you never forget and
You are older than anyone, anywhere.

Mamma says, "All we can do is
remember her in prayer."

So, Mr. God, I'm jest askin'
'Cause I don't know how to pray.
'Cause you un'erstand what I try to say.

Does Jesus have a grandma
And does she forget people, too?
I guess she would be your mommy
And wouldn't she be older than you?

Well, I gotta go to bed.
Would ya keep grandma safe, O please,
So as she won't wander off and get lost?
She forgets her hat and coat and she could freeze

I love her lots and
wish she'd remember I'm her little Andy
And bake some good cookies for me,
And even share my candy.

Tell my friend, Jesus, I was here and
Give Him a hug from grandma and me.
She used to know Him and I heard her say,
"Thank you, Jesus, for little Andy."

Good night, Mr. God. Are ya tired?
You work, so hard, all day.
I'll be back a'morrow, to visit,
Before I go out to play.

Good night,

from Little Andy.

xoxo

March 4 at 4:42am · 2 people

OOPS!!!

I've sat at this computer, for way to long you know!
The things I've left unfinished, If you looked around would show.
So I'll be signing off now, in the future be more careful,
There's more important things to do, of those I must be prayerful.

Have a Ducky Day!!

Watch Your Words

Proverbs 10:31

This verse brought a very visual reminder to me. We had a beautiful, over 100 year old, maple tree on our acreage. I used to say..Lord, if we ever have a tornado..take my house, not my tree.(I love trees) We had a tire swing on one of the larger branches, and all my children and grandchildren had swung on it. One day while my son and I were standing and swinging hard on the swing, I looked up and said, "oh, if this branch ever broke, we would be smashed for sure! Well, later that night we had a terribly windy storm. The next morning that very large branch was laying on the ground! What we hadn't known was that the tree had what is called "heart rot". It was hollow through the center of the trunk and many of the larger branches. God had protected us!

Proverbs 10:31 (Amplified Bible) says...The mouths of the righteous (those harmonious with God) bring forth skillful and godly Wisdom, but the perverse tongue shall be cut down [like a barren and rotten tree].

We had to cut down that tree. It was too dangerous to keep. It made me sad to think that something that beautiful could be that rotten on the inside. We have been using the wood from it all winter. (The only blessing from it.)

Matt.12:35-37 (AMP) says...The good man from his inner good treasure flings forth good things, and the evil man out of his inner evil storehouse flings forth evil things. But I tell you, on the day of judgment men will have to give account for every idle (inoperative, nonworking) word they speak. For by your words you will be justified
and acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned and sentenced.

Matt.3:8,10 Bring forth fruit that is consistent with repentance [let your lives prove your change of heart]; And already the ax is lying at the root of the trees; every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.

Malachi 4:1 FOR BEHOLD, the day comes that shall burn like an oven, and all the proud and arrogant, yes, and all that do wickedly and are lawless, shall be stubble; the day that comes shall burn them up, says the Lord of hosts, so that it will leave them neither root nor branch.

Oh Father, Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight...I don't want to appear good on the outside but my heart be rotten on the inside..put a guard on my lips..and a watch on the door of my mouth.

Like Water Off A Ducks Back

Proverbs 12:16 NLT A fool is quick-tempered, but a wise person
stays calm when insulted.

There are times when things are said or misunderstandings happen that
I seem to have temporary amnesia...forgetting to let it roll, "like
water off a ducks back" and drop at the feet of Jesus. Yesterday was
"one of those days!" It happens when I have been too busy and my
connection to heaven has gotten fuzzy...
I had 2 of my grandchildren overnight, and was on my way to Omaha, an
hour and 15 minutes away, to take them home. It was just before 11:00
and I had a time crunch because one needed to be to pre-school by
12:15. As we were traveling down spur 66, My daughter, Jenae, said "
Oh, that didn't look right." She had seen a person seemingly stuck
under a tractor. Weighing out the possibility that it was nothing, I
decided to turn around and check it out. Wasn't this was a good enough
reason to be a little late...? Sure enough, it appeared the man was
not moving and was in the tines of the cultivator.
I pulled into their driveway, and to be able to see down into the
field where he was, I drove over a hose he had across the driveway.
When we got a closer look, we could see he was precariously working on
something under there. He didn't seem to notice us, so I proceeded to
turn around to leave. Apparently he heard the crunching of the gravel
under my tires and came out from under the tractor, heading up toward
my car..in a hurry!
We rolled down the window to save him the trip up and yelled, "We just
wanted to make sure you were ok." He seemed not to hear and kept
coming, so I got out to go talk to him, repeating our concern. He
said, as he passed me, "I am fine"! Huffing, he said "I wish you
hadn't run over the hose, you probably broke it! He detached the two
hoses, throwing the one out of the way. I told him I was sorry, I was
just concerned about him. Again he said, turning back to his tractor
in the field, "I am fine! "
This is where my connection went fuzzy...I was offended that he was so
concerned about his hose, that he didn't seem to care that we were
concerned for his life! My heart rate went up...my frustration
increased..I got back in the car (thinking about what I could have
said to him) and drove out fussing to Jenae my anger..gotta call it
what it was..anger!
I reasoned I had a right to my feelings..while I wrestled with the Holy Spirit.
Then, He won! PTL. The Holy Spirit reminded me to reconnect! I asked
God to change me, right away! Change my heart oh God, make it truly
thine.
I can't say I have been able to let it slide off completely yet, but I
am more willing to go back to the man and apologize again and offer to
replace his hose if I damaged it. And allow the sweet Spirt of Christ
to do His work in my heart!

The Lord brought to my attention several analogies with the
duck...like, what causes the water to run off his back?

Preening ( taken from www.call ducks.net )
"Ducks and geese need to keep their feathers in top condition to
protect themselves against water-logging whilst swimming, and in wet
weather. They normally do this by bathing to remove dirt from the
feathers, and by combing the feathers through the bill. This
maintenance of feathers is called ‘preening’. It includes the removal
of parasites, the removal of scales which cover newly sprouting
feathers, and also the spreading of oil over clean feathers. It also
includes the combing of the barbs on the feather so that the barbules
and even smaller hooks called barbicelli interlock and form a
protective layer to repel water..

"The oil is obtained from the preen gland on the rump. This is an oily
spot which can be found by searching near the drake’s curled feathers.
The bird uses this patch to roll and stroke its head over the oil. The
head is then rubbed over the body feathers to spread the oil evenly.
This keeps the feathers bright and supple, and allows water to run off
in droplets – as the proverbial 'water off a duck’s back'.

"Some people believe that the oil of the preen gland has little to do
with 'waterproofing' feathers, the main function of the oil being to
keep the feathers supple. Freethy, in his excellent book 'How Birds
Work', explains that preen gland oil is not the only defence against
water-logging; constant attention to zipping the barbicelli of the
feathers together is also important. However, one only has to look at
ducklings to see that preen gland oil does have some function in
repelling water. Ducklings reared under a mother duck have a certain
extent of natural water-proofing from contact with her feathers. The
contact maintains a good down structure as well as spreading
preen-gland oil on ducklings when they are only a few days old.
Ducklings reared without a mother are not nearly so waterproof."

Here are some lessons from the duck:
1. We need to wash ourselves in His word. Repent as soon as your
aware of sin in your life. (bathing to remove dirt)
2. Give to Jesus anything that hinders our Relationship with Him.
(parasite removal)
3. Ask for God to remove the scales from our eyes so we can understand truth.
(removal of scales from new feather growth)
4. We need to be anointed with the Oil of the Holy Spirit (spreading the oil)
5. We need to keep our "armor" on and in good shape. (combing the barbs)
6. We need to remain connected to Jesus (duckling get's protection from mother)

Remember that childhood saying "sticks and stones will break my bones
but words will never hurt me? I don't believe it is true. Unless by
God's grace, I allow Him to teach me... to be a duck. =)

Birthday Poem

Written for my son Dale

Happy Birthday Dale!!!!

Doesn’t seem that long ago,

A baby boy was born.

He came into my life

About the time my heart was torn.

He brought such joy that I could just

Forget about the sorrow,

And gazing on his precious face

Look forward to tomorrow.

Been many years now since that day

And still he brings me joy.

But now he’s not a baby

Not even just a boy.

He’s all grown up into a man,

It’s plain as it can be,

That God has answered prayers I’ve prayed

And truly He’s blessed me!

I am so proud of you my son.

Keep growing day by day.

Stay on your knees, be humble,

And don’t forget to pray.

Then one day soon when Jesus comes

Together we will rise.

And we will hear the Father say

Come in and claim your prize.

I want to hear those words with you,

Well done my faithful friend.

Now with eternity before us

We will never hear “THE END”

Tribute to My Children

My son Torry was graduating from Bryan LGH nursing program.

My son Dale had previously graduated from Denver Community College in Physical Therapy Assistant, as well as Massage Therapy from another program.

I wanted to include both in my poem...but I just can't seem to write short poems and it ended up being a tribute to ALL my children...

TRIBUTE TO MY CHILDREN

This whole thing got started to celebrate Torry,

But I feel I must tell you the rest of the story.

Though we’re here to give thanks for accomplishments met,

If I kept my heart silent I would always regret.

Not sharing my feelings with you for all five,

In their own special way each ones had to strive.

Bear with me as I share why I’m also fond,

Of Tanaya, and Dale, Jenae and my John.

I must say from the start, I love each one the best,

You might think that funny, but I do not jest.

Each one has their talents; we know this is true,

Developed through patience as daily they grew.

But the talents that impress me are not all the normal,

Like singing and dancing, or playing piano,

Not riding a horse, or writing a song,

Not making big paychecks though those are not wrong.

It’s not having a big house or fancy new car,

Not even to hear that you’re known near and far.

It’s not your new hairdo or the outfit you found

That makes you look stunning when you twirl around.

It wasn’t the things you could do with your might;

It’s not the degree or your name up in lights.

It won’t be the income you get from your work,

Yet, now come to think, it would be a perk!

No really, there’s nothing in this whole world through

Would make me feel prouder than I already do

Just knowing the way God has worked in your life.

Though you faced many trials, were patient through strife.

When the choices were hard, didn’t think you could take it,

To hear those sweet words “Mom, we’re going to make it.”

It’s looking for ways to give of yourself,

And putting your plans back up on the shelf.

My joy has come, as I’ve heard someone say,

“I have been blessed by your child today.

They lightened my load, brought a smile to my face,

Gave me hope once again in this ole’ human race.”

Because you took time, and an ear you did give,

You made their heart lighter, gave a reason to live.

Instead of your studies you gave some advice,

And helped out a friend, now I think that was nice.

When you built cardboard cities, and helped the youth see

What it’s like to live outside while you tried not to freeze.

30 hours you fasted, while collecting food cans.

Teaching others to give of themselves was the plan.

Took loans for your school bill so that you could pay

For 3 lucky boys so that they could stay.

And learn to share Jesus across the wide sea,

How happy for them their parent must be.

Your desire to be what God wants you to be,

Even though at the moment you somehow can’t see;

When you put your plans off to help someone in need,

I know you shared Jesus, and I bet you’ll agree

That you captured the hearts of your two little nieces;

Being home was much better and they love you to pieces.

Just be patient and wait; God will show you one day,

His will has been perfect, I know you will say

Take out trash and the compost, recycle the cans,

Vacuum floors, wash the dishes, do you have dish pan hands?

Though you were my go-getter, and you felt like a gofer,

To your future wife, won’t be sendin’ a loafer

Wrote a song, and then sang it, for all to hear,

How you’re proud of your father that made him feel dear;

But not even those things made you dearer to me,

‘Cause remember now it’s not what you see…

On the outside that even begins to impress,

It’s what’s on the inside that I want to address:

What comes out from a heart that is filled up with love

From your heavenly Father who lives up above.

And, He’s someone else you can not impress,

By your talents, your voice, or even your dress,

Your wisdom, your work, not one thing that you’ve done,

But just because you are his daughters and sons.

He’s the One who can show, by His perfect example,

How to live by His grace and I know it is ample.

I know He’ll provide for each one of your needs,

He’s there to bring comfort if your heart ever bleeds.

I want us to live in that home He is making,

And there’s nothing here any one will be taking,

Accept for those things you have done from the heart

In helping bless others, now I’m back to the start.

This poem you might think a real work of art;

It was easy ‘cause it each line came right from a heart

That was filled by the Spirit of God long ago,

When I asked my dear Savior this old heart so cold

To take it and change it and give me one new,

So I could be His example and maybe show you

By a life lived for Jesus, that His ways are best,

But I failed you so often and caused you distress.

Please forgive me and know what I say now is true,

I LOVE YOU and I’m PROUD simply ‘cause you are YOU.

Now WAIT!!! I know that you thought I was done,

But the fact is I have one more daughter and son.

I got them the day that my children they married,

But from that day to this in my heart them I’ve carried,

And I’d like to give tribute to them if I may

And tell them the things that I feel I must say

Because they are both special, I am proud of them too;

Why is that, you might ask? Well, let me tell you.

The son’s name is Jeremy, my daughter his wife;

I must say I’m glad he came into our life.

I’ve not seen this one grow from his childhood days,

But his growth since I’ve known him I now want to praise.

He has been through some tough times in his growing up years,

Some things that would bring a person to tears.

But he’s not given in, now he works with the trains.

The Railroad uses his brawn and his brains.

The two are proud parents of Elli you know,

Our sweet little princess, who she loves does show.

We also have Bailey, who came with our son,

A grandson, and so far he’s the only one.

So thank you dear Jeremy for loving my daughter,

And also for being, such a good father.

The daughter came into our lives goes the story,

When she chose to marry our first son named Torry.

Now she finished school then gave up the notion,

To swim with the sharks down deep in the ocean.

And work from the dark hours until morning light;

Don’t know how she did it, just so Torry might

Go get the diploma we celebrate here,

So for Chrissy I just want to give a big cheer.

Mothered Rome ‘n’ baby Eve and kept up the house,

While supporting the family to help out her spouse

So that Torry could study and when he was done,

Then He’d go to work and get off his buns.

NOW, you know I was teasing, He’s never been still,

He’s cared for his family and he always will.

He’ll work in the ER, those patients he’ll care for,

(Does that hospital know just what they are in for?)

He’s worked hard and made the good grades we all know,

Have brought us to this night so that he could show

That the hard work paid off, and this is the lesson:

When you give of your best you receive back a blessin’.

He trusted in God to provide all the way,

And many a time he would call and we’d pray.

He gives God the glory for the works that’s been done,

So let’s celebrate now cause we’re here to have fun.

Love,

MOMMY

2009

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 =)