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God’s Promises in a RAINBOW

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Trailing Rainbow

When a rainbow streaks the sky after the thunder and the rain

Is a time to remember that God keeps all his promises to the end:

Remember Jesus as the Son of God and Lord

And he will also remember us according to his word.

Always faithful: God’s love and faithfulness never end;

For once he’s with us, he remains as our Father and friend.

Individual and personal as he calls us each by name

While through the ages, his deep love remains the same.

Never forgetting: as we live a new life with Jesus,

God promises to never leave nor forsake us.

Blessings and kindnesses he will gladly show

By answering our prayers and giving us lasting hope.

Omnipresent: God’s unseen spirit is everywhere;

In our hearts and in the breeze that filters the air.

Whispering in the soft wind at night, he reminds us of his word

As we lay quietly in that stillness remembering he is Lord.

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Becky’s Haiku: Future and Give

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Looking towards the unknown future, God

Gives me firm hope to press forward.

 

I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “future” and “give”. If you like poetry and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/06/29/

 

Missing My Dad

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No more long Sunday drives

Through the quiet countryside.

No more seeing his smiling face

When I find him in his favorite place.

No more watching Mr.Green

Or some other PBS comedy

And hear him laugh aloud

With his laughter filling the house.

No more hearing sometimes stern and sometimes gentle voice;

It is silent now like a deep, empty void.

No more seeing him hunched over in the garage

Determined to fix the truck, tractor, or car.

No more watching him in the fields

Planting, harvesting, or tilling.

No more playing with him outside

Teaching me to play ball, oh how he tried.

Dad could coach me to hit here and there

But I was not meant to be a softball player.

No more fishing at the little pond

Where once I caught a trout with my own rod.

Dad said my fish was too small

So he unhooked it and gently let it go.

No more summer celebrations or holidays

To see him so joyful and to wish him Happy Birthday.

No more waiting in the dark and the late night

To see his car arrive by the beam of his headlights.

For many nights I had laid in bed wide awake

Until I knew dad was home from work and was safe.

Also no more seeing him suffer in great pain

As illness riddled his once strong and tall frame.

For he lived with increased pain for years;

Some days were good but others full of hurt and fear.

But now I know he lives in another world far above

Inside of God’s great grace and amazing love.

He is alive and well in the lofty realms of heaven

Living forever in God’s everlasting kingdom.

Ode to Jesus my Savior on this New Day

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Ode to Jesus my Savior on this bright new day,

A new morning of hope beneath a glorious sun.

While earth is gently touched by its’ gleaming rays

As a sign that God desires to kindly bless everyone.

For beneath the rising sun’s fair brilliance and warmth,

We can reach out to grasp and hold onto everlasting hope.

As when we’re kept warm in a frigid winter near a fireside hearth,

We live in peace and safety under the eyes of God’s watchful scope.

Because within the Lord’s provision, his loving plan,

He devised the only way to perfectly save

The sinful and often hurting man

Through his own Son Jesus whose life on the cross he gave.

Now with the unquenchable hope of a never ending tomorrow,

We can live today free of pain, oppressing fear, and lasting sorrow.

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Born to die to hopelessness; born to live in God’s amazing grace.

Born to suffer and endure; born to rest in God’s warm embrace.

Born into worldly sin; born to learn of God’s great love.

Born to be forgiven by the Lord who lives far above.

Born to walk on this earth in humility and trials, yet in hope.

Born to be a light by showing the eternal brightness of tomorrow.

Born to feel pain, shed tears and quietly weep

Letting God gently wipe our tear streaked cheeks.

Born to live in renewed joy and peace today

While walking in God’s love throughout the outstretched day.

Born to endure the long nights when sleep does not come easily.

Born to quietly lie still while the Lord keeps us company.

Born not to remain stuck and glued to our hurting present or past

But to thrive in lasting hope while onto Jesus, holding fast.

Born to wait ever so trusting and ever so patiently

Knowing that one day, Jesus’ shining face, we’ll finally see.

Jesus is the GENTLE SHEPHERD

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Guide and teacher of God and his amazing love.

Ever passionately kind to help the sick, the mute, and the blind.

Never forsaking, never forgetting; always loving, always forgiving.

Trustworthy and wise, he softly wipes the tears from our eyes.

Listens with tender care to our silent and unseen prayers

Empathic and understanding while remembering his time of suffering.

Savior of all who have sinned as we are drawn closer to him.

Healer of the broken heart and soul, making us stronger and whole.

Eternally and forever faithful, never leaving or letting us go.

Protective shield through every storm keeping us safe from harm.

Hears and sees our tears; knows all our pains through the years.

Everlasting and loving friend on whom we can always depend.

Rescuer and redeemer who saves us for life forever after.

Deliverer of never ending hope and lasting peace for our souls.

Becky’s Haiku: The Storm Within

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When I hear thunder

And wind, I sometimes fear the

Storm raging within.

For a battle does

Wage inside my soul when doubts

Are nagging me so.

For troubles arise

And not just a few tugging

At me; my heart’s blue.

I lay on my bed with

With tears streaming down as I

Wondered what went wrong.

I try to do what’s right

And show kindness to all but

Still I trip and fall.

So I hide in my

Tiny cocoon not wanting

To leave my small room.

As fear grips and churns

 inside, I don’t want to face

the storm just outside.

So I rest hiding

Alone with hands folded tight

As the storm raged on.

Finally I do

Peek out my window in quiet

Hope and gentle peace.

The sky was blue once

Again, you see. The storm was

Gone; God answered me.

Writing 101 Day 18: Point of View

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A Rainy Day Point of View

I awoke one morning to a very gloomy day.

The day before was a nightmare as new troubles came my way.

Filled with new fears and a heaping dose of worry

I absentmindedly gazed at the blurry scenery.

The sky had clouded over in a dark and grayish hue

Which did not help to improve my downcast point of view.

Like the wind blowing and the rain raining on and on

It seemed my new troubles were like hurdles with no end.

I’d just limp over one obstacle while lacking energy and fine grace

Only to meet two more barriers mushrooming in its place.

Somehow I latched onto my faith and kept holding on

As I struggled and stumbled all that day long.

People were kind and very helpful too

Guiding me through the steps I needed to go through.

Even when I don’t realize it, God is always so good that way;

I just lacked the faith I needed to see him that day.

So, I needed to choose to patiently endure this quiet, dreary morning

Which continued in gloom through the day and into the evening.

I needed to choose to trust God when I pray

That step by step he will gladly show me the way.

And sure enough when my spirits most needed a lift,

The Lord delivered a new and beautiful day as his gift.

I took note of this brand new day not letting it go to waste.

I hurried outside to enjoy a long walk beneath the sun’s warm and smiling face.

I walked along a new trail where I’ve never been

And heard the sweetest birdsongs in the whispering wind.

I journeyed along savoring every moment

And smelled the lilac bushes which lined the pavement.

The sky is a vivid blue and the grass an emerald green,

OH how the Lord was reaching to comfort me.

Soon I had come home again, my day’s journey now complete

As I had found new resting peace for my soul, my mind, and wandering feet.

But I know my life journey is continuing on as I awake each new day

For always there is a new road to travel along life’s way.

There will be days of sun and there will be rainy days of worry and gloom

But that worry does not need to be my set, my permanent, point of view.

Like a flooding sunrise, the Lord supplies each day with new hope in my heart

That somehow all will be okay as God promises to never leave me, to never depart.