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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry: Where Morning Glories Grew

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry. Friday, June 1, 2012. Where Morning Glories Grew. The old cedar fence. Was standing all askew. Falling down in neglect. To me it was brand new. Grasses held the aged wood. Green and yellow in hue. Only beauty caught my eye. Tears ran like dawns first dew. Then i remembered why i came. My only thought was of You. I wanted to see the house. Where the morning glories grew. It ran along the porch rails. Climbed the creaky old swing. Then tumbled upon the roof. May 31, 2012.

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry: Beauty To Perform

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry. Friday, August 5, 2011. God sent something beautiful today. Right in the midst of a raging storm. Crepe Myrtle blossoms falling like snow. Pink, white and lilac, beauty to perform. They floated before my very eyes. And blew down the street in waves. Dancing and playing in a river of joy. Delicate beauty on the ugliest of days. Rage storm rage, but please let them stay. I needed the wonder of Your handiwork. You know how to sooth a breaking heart. August 4, 2011. The Old Ch...

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry: Three Candles In The Window

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry. Tuesday, November 27, 2012. Three Candles In The Window. I turned onto the old gravel road. And remembered well the sound. It was time for me to go home. To the little cabin where love abounds. Snow covered the pines and fence. My eyes were a torrent of feeling. Overflowing with need and haste. Winter would bring spring healing. On past where the animals sleep. Frozen pond, gleaming in moonlight. Chimney smoke grants a welcome. Almost home, it would be alright. O Lord, do i.

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry: The Look Of Peace

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry. Tuesday, May 1, 2012. The Look Of Peace. He found her sitting that way. With it clutched to her chest. A look of peace upon her face. Knowing she was being blessed. Something stirred inside his heart. To know the peace and joy she felt. So he sat quietly in her presence. And something inside began to melt. He thought of a day so long ago. When he held the very same Book. Memories put his hands to the sky. Weeping over what he had forsook. She knew she would see him that way.

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry: The Second Cross

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry. Tuesday, April 12, 2011. Where the flowers will bloom all year. Streets of gold you can see through. I’d like to imagine the way it will be. In my heart, I know it’s all about You. I can almost see You standing there. I long to know the Love of that day. When I walk forever in Your care. It’s been my good pleasure to obey. My soul weeps to know that love. And I will, when I lay at Your feet. Unworthy of Your grace and sacrifice. But knowing my reward is complete. Red The R...

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry: From The Bench

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry. Sunday, October 14, 2012. The bench sat in the corner. Beneath the ancient old trees. She came to sit in wonder. To watch the falling of His leaves. The wood was all weathered and worn. Dare i sit,will it hold my weight. Deciding to give over to chance. Loving the way it faced the garden gate. He walked with her once there. She will never forget the day. The things that kept her from Him. They had to go they could not stay. She dreaded the winter cold. October 14, 2012.

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Ma and Pa's Trunk: Learning to change our lifestyle!

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Ma and Pa's Trunk. Life is what you put into it! Monday, February 24, 2014. Learning to change our lifestyle! Since we had a health scare with Jim in December we have been on a new learning curve. Oh the joy of getting older. LOL. Jim has quit smoking and now only enjoys an E-cig now and then. He has made great strides. We also are watching our salt intake. Do you realize sodium intake is not just from the salt shaker? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Ma's Home Made Helpers.

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry: The Old Wooden Chair

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry. Wednesday, May 9, 2012. The Old Wooden Chair. I sat in the old wooden chair. Shaded by lovely spring leaves. Closing my eyes I began to dream. O' then the glory started to unweave. I was taken way beyond. To where heaven must be. Streets of gold came into view. But they meant nothing to me. I knew before i could see. That He was standing there. I don't know when or even how. I was in the arms of the One so Fair. Home, home, I’ve waited so long. I think deep down i knew.

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry: Touch Of The Potter

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Garden Of Inspirational Poetry. Sunday, August 5, 2012. Touch Of The Potter. I would rather be a piece of clay. Placed upon the Potters wheel. Touched by the Masters hands. Than bow to the worlds appeal. Mold me into someone useful. Who doesn't just walk past. And leave the lost and hurting. But a vessel tried and made to last. Place me at His marriage table. Fill me with nothing but New Wine. To be used and poured out again. Needing more from the Living Vine. Just place me upon the Potters wheel. No Mat...