- A young lady, making her way through life, guided by God's incredible love that just won't let go. I walk, I falter, I float I fall, I fail and yet I rise again For there is something that compels me LOVE It’s so amazing, so divine. I am His His treasure His beloved His jewel His darling!
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
But here I am today, it's not a perfect place, but it's a really thankful place.
My thoughts and everything within me screams PRAISE!
This song by Lara George shows a bit of my heart.
It is 18 days of praise for me!
Friday, November 9, 2012
(I wonder why most of the songs and poems allude to mothers only)
There's an amazing woman behind this guy
She's been his girl for about 32 odd years
She is sweet and mild mannered many say
I said she is the disciplinarian within my first decade in life
Then we formed a wired sort of friendship in the next decade, where I gisted with so much and got into trouble just about as often as I opened my mouth ( you woulda thought I would learn to shut up)
After which we grew to respect each other a lot more.
I met this woman again a year ago and let me just say she left me wondering, who is this woman?
Growing up, I bet we knew the "song" 'who sat and watched my infant head when sitting on my cradle bed...'
Well if it is any comfort I can't quite picture her as that woman who shed tears that I might die
But just about a year ago, I met this fearless warrior, she just about doggedly beat death at it's game, she gave the doctors a run for their money and the nurses a picture of what a real nurse does (she's a retired nurse)
She stood guarding my bed for 18 nightmarish days calling out orders and shooting out instructions, declaring war and engaging heaven that nobody dared disobey her not even me in a near unresponsive state could escape her instructions of "Darlyn hold my hand", "squeeze my hand if you can hear me" ," Darlyn answer me it's your Mum" (like I dare forget LOL)
So in case you don't know who I've been talking about all this while now you know.
She is my Mum
My fearless warrior who stood and fought a faceless enemy relentlessly that I should not die.
Not once did I see her discouraged, not once did her smile waver, when I'm alert she's all alert and attentive. On few occasions I woke up during the night, there she is sitting in this small excuse for a single sitter chair trying her best to sleep, she did this for the entire duration of my sojourn in the hospital.
She would just to my side the minute she sees me trying to get up.
Getting back home she monitored my every step. She would come into the room to look in on me in the dead of the night, with my Dad tip toeing right behind her. Oh how I love these wonderful ones I call family.
Happy birthday Mum! The world got an angel the day you were born, your presence assures me that Dad and us your sons and daughters have a full time guarding angel.
A grateful daughter
Too loved to be stressed
Monday, November 5, 2012
Love is what our lives should therefore be about. Not the big miracles, not fixing others, not the cards and sweet nothings, not even for the big revivals. No real change can take place without love. And love is not love just because you say it. It all lies in your actions.
Love is an action word!
Christ didn't wait for us to love him before he died for us. He didn't keep a tab of all the things we do wrong and demand we set up a solution or accept we are wrong before he can love us.
Rather he loved us and walked with us right where we were. In our sin and shame, He identified with us.
Amazing love oh what sacrifice the son of God was given for me that I might live.
So before charging into our day's activity today, let's take a moment to reflect on the love that has brought us all the way. Show God you love him today, not just by saying it but by doing! You have not seen God, but you can see your spouse, your child, that friend, the colleague, that subordinate and the domestic help too, show them love in how you talk to them, in the time you spend with them, in how you react to their errors, show love in correction- it's not about keeping track of wrong doing.
By this shall all men know you are my disciples if you love one another.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
Mothers, may our love be this strong and so much more.
A mother's love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's tender guiding hand.
A mother's love is like an island
In life's ocean vast and wide,
A peaceful, quiet shelter
From the restless, rising tide.
A mother's love is like a fortress
And we seek protection there
When the waves of tribulation
Seem to drown us in despair.
A mother's love is a sanctuary
Where our soul can find sweet rest
From the struggle and the tension
Of life's fast and futile quest.
A mother's love is like a tower
Rising far above the crowd,
And her smile is like the sunshine
Breaking through a threatening cloud.
A mother's love is like a beacon
Burning bright with Faith and Prayer
And through the changing scenes of life
We can find a haven there....
For a mother's love is fashioned
After God's enduring love,
It is endless and unfailing
Like the love of Him above.
For God knew in His great wisdom
That he couldn't be everywhere,
So he put His little Children
In a loving mother's care.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
I can't quite see what the day would turn out to be yet with my natural eyes
But in my mind's eyes it's all so clear!
I see endless possibilities
What I see there is all that maters because I call it into existence
I see my family rejoicing
I see myself singing with the world as my stage
I see The Father smiling
A smile so bright that the sun pales in comparison
Oh what a wonderful day to be alive!