Saturday, March 10, 2012
Jenae's Birthday poem...DANCING IN THE RAIN
She likes moonlight
Especially when it is full and bright
It just lights up the heavens, and she can kneel by her window and pray and talk to God.
She likes to look for GEMS (God's Encouragement to Me)
Little "special things" from God just to her
Like a smell from the past, songs of the birds.
She likes children
Especially her little nieces
They remind her that she is God's little girl, and she can trust him.
She makes silly faces
Her trademark from infant-hood
Like frogs between her eyes tucked into glasses.
She likes friends
Old friends, and new friends
But a few really close friends fill her heart with warmth.
She likes to try new things
Like huge tree swings and zip lines
But nothing dangerous, like bungee jumping.
She likes purple and green
Living color
Like pansy faces, grape juice, and soft grass in a field of wildflowers.
She likes her pillows
They surround her like a fortress of protection.
She likes a soft comfortable blanket
Not so much over her as just up close.
She likes to read a good book
She likes to journal, read God's word, or just "nap" on her bed.
She can be spontaneously fun
Like a pillow fight or tag in the dark
Or playing a trivia game and just laughing at the answers.
She is good with words
Words that describe her thoughts and feelings
Words that tell of the love and mercy of her forever friend Jesus.
She likes listening to music
She likes to sing!
She sings to rejoice, and to bless others.
But one thing she LOVES to do,
She loves to DANCE IN THE RAIN!
She is learning to trust more day by day
Whether things are good or, well, difficult.
So if it is "raining", don't be surprised to see her DANCING,
Happy 24th Birthday,
I Love You!
Mommy
Monday, January 16, 2012
LOVING YOU, FOREVER AND A DAY
'Cause moments make up hours, and hours make up day.
And days add up so quickly, and they become our years.
Some times it seems like yesterday, I said yes! To you my dear.
Now we both know there's up and downs, to every thing in life.
You know that I'd be lying, if I said we've had no strife.
But in our vows that special day, we solemnly agreed,
That though there may be trials, through Christ we would succeed.
That day you said, "I take this women, now to be my wife"
You also chose to love the three, I brought into this life.
Those words you spoke so long ago, meant more than you will know!
I'd only share my life with one whose love for them did show.
And through the years you proved that love more ways than I can tell.
And I believe in heaven you'll hear, my son, you have done well!
But to our little family, God blessed us with two more.
With five to raise, I never heard you say it was a chore.
Your heart not only made the room for me to share your life,
But stretched to hold the five we raised, I'm blessed to be your wife.
My memory's hall is crowded, there is not much empty space.
I'm glad unlike computers, it can never be erased.
Of all the joy you've brought to us, the fun that we have had.
We can't say "you were silly" cause you'll say, No, I'm just Dad.
You put up with all my dreaming, of the things I thought I'd do.
Never saying. "you can't do that, let me prove it now to you."
But you jumped right in behind me, helped me plan and count the cost.
Went out shopping, drew the plans up, never tried to be a boss.
Then you gently asked me questions, and I could see it for myself.
So those silly plans I'd thought of, were put back on a shelf.
You spent quality time with our children, letting them choose what to do.
And I smile as I look at the pictures, you can see just how much they love you!
You encouraged them all, to have big dreams, to rely upon God and to strive.
You have been a faithful and Godly example of a father's love to all five.
You lift each by name up to heaven, and ask for the blessings we need
My prayers have been answered, in you love, In trusting the Father to lead.
And I thank you for all of the kisses, and the hugs that you give me each day.
That's one reason I say that I'll love you, forever and a day
But there's something I'm learning each day now, that the longer I'm married to you,
I am loving you more, I would do it again, for the next 25...yes, I DO!
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Encountering Sean
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
Friday, October 21, 2011
Save our post office!
Who Shall Abide?
Friday, July 8, 2011
All in One Girl
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!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
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.