So what my plates don't match;
or We use a spoon as a fork..
we may Drink wine out of a cup
but my Table, to you, is always open.
So what my chairs creek?
big deal my floors are Scraped
and just a Little worn
but my Door, to you, is always open.
Funny how a cake pan doubles
as a Bread pan
which Triples as a chicken basket
it Is okay that it is mismatched
so Am i
But you Will experience no greater welcome
this side of heaveN
what is Mine is yours
my Heart, to you, is always opened
-sj
A Mom, Wife, Sister, Friend, Stranger, Lady; sharing her journey as she walks with God one day at a time. One lesson as it is learned all while writing with Purpose. Empowering and strengthening readers while sharing how she has learned how to Live, Love & Laugh!
Thursday, August 20, 2015
A Molding Experience
a mission of Grace
You called me on
An assignment of Mercy
You required
i proteseted, i resisted,
i fussed, i meandered
i dulled my joy
Correction came with Your Love daily
my how strong it was.
i yielded
You Blessed
i became supple
You Strengthened
i made my anger subside
You Washed me in Your
PEACE
i traded my defenses
for laughter and comradre
i came with the mind to fight an enemy
You allowed me to leave with a friend
i was wrapped up in hot dissapointment
You showed my sin
i repented
my will is Your desire
Thankfulness has surrounded me
Only Praise forms on my tongue
where there was confusion
Love now resides
A mission of Grace you assigned
Compassion Your required
Helped us all YOU did
-sj
You called me on
An assignment of Mercy
You required
i proteseted, i resisted,
i fussed, i meandered
i dulled my joy
Correction came with Your Love daily
my how strong it was.
i yielded
You Blessed
i became supple
You Strengthened
i made my anger subside
You Washed me in Your
PEACE
i traded my defenses
for laughter and comradre
i came with the mind to fight an enemy
You allowed me to leave with a friend
i was wrapped up in hot dissapointment
You showed my sin
i repented
my will is Your desire
Thankfulness has surrounded me
Only Praise forms on my tongue
where there was confusion
Love now resides
A mission of Grace you assigned
Compassion Your required
Helped us all YOU did
-sj
Flowers for the King
Deeper are your wrinkles
Stronger is your grey..
But your smile remains familiar
Surer are your steps
Slower is your pace
But strong your voice remains
I run to sit at your feet
gleaming knowledge, direction
and comfort
Like the wisest of mountains
I look to you
You ground me
I appreciate you
Oh the days you have seen
The things you have learned
Challenges you have faced
Your experience sits as a crown of strength on top your brow
Your methods flow as a robe
Long, royal, moving with the wind
Radiant is God's Glow
Its all over your face
Your love is etched across my heart
Respect, Honor and Thankfulness patterns my thoughts towards you.
My desire is to be
To mine
What you are to me
Priceless
Deep are your wrinkles
And so is your love
-From your daughter,
SJ
All About Davis..
Our journey together was brief
But memory of your warmth still makes me smile
We didn't get to spend years forging memories
We got a year to create a bond!
Your wit was lovely,
Your strength was amazing..
Even though you knew the end was near
You fought your giant courageously
Through your tears you taught us what
Bravery truly means
Your last week you ate as you lived, with vivaciousness
No rules or limitations
Your voice was color filled
Full of rebellion & mischievous humor
Reminding us of who you are
So much so that when your body finally gave up the fight
We saw only what you truly were
Alive and full of All things good
With celebration we welcomed your transition
After all
Death is only the beginning
Rest well my friend
-sj
But memory of your warmth still makes me smile
We didn't get to spend years forging memories
We got a year to create a bond!
Your wit was lovely,
Your strength was amazing..
Even though you knew the end was near
You fought your giant courageously
Through your tears you taught us what
Bravery truly means
Your last week you ate as you lived, with vivaciousness
No rules or limitations
Your voice was color filled
Full of rebellion & mischievous humor
Reminding us of who you are
So much so that when your body finally gave up the fight
We saw only what you truly were
Alive and full of All things good
With celebration we welcomed your transition
After all
Death is only the beginning
Rest well my friend
-sj
Wisdom Pearl
Wisdom Pearl #110
Some people don't get to stay in your life long...
Usually those are the ones that leave the most
Lasting of Impressions..
-sj
Some people don't get to stay in your life long...
Usually those are the ones that leave the most
Lasting of Impressions..
-sj
June the 23rd
6/23/15
Yesterday I lost a dear friend.
She was dear to me not because of the length of time
We knew each other
But because of our struggle together
I met her thru dialysis
During one of my son's treatments
Her family was warm and inviting
We laughed, we cried
She lost her battle but won the war..
Until we meet again
Rest well my dear friend
-sj
Yesterday I lost a dear friend.
She was dear to me not because of the length of time
We knew each other
But because of our struggle together
I met her thru dialysis
During one of my son's treatments
Her family was warm and inviting
We laughed, we cried
She lost her battle but won the war..
Until we meet again
Rest well my dear friend
-sj
Just Thought I Would Ask......
Brothers from all Mothers...
May I ask a simple question? If a law was created that required all males from 15-25 to wear their pants below their waist as to expose their derrieres, behinds, underwear, butt cheeks, etc
as a sign of cultural submission...would you still think it was cool?
Didn't think so. Wise up, Pull em up and Man up.
-sj
May I ask a simple question? If a law was created that required all males from 15-25 to wear their pants below their waist as to expose their derrieres, behinds, underwear, butt cheeks, etc
as a sign of cultural submission...would you still think it was cool?
Didn't think so. Wise up, Pull em up and Man up.
-sj
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