WE ARE THE REASON
As little children
We would dream of Christmas morn
Of all the gifts and toys
We knew we'd find
But we never realized
A baby born one blessed night
Gave us the greatest gift of our lives
We were the reason
That He gave His life
We were the reason
That He suffered and died
To a world that was lost
He gave all He could give
To show us the reason to live
As the years went by
We learned more about gifts
The giving of ourselves
And what that means
On a dark and cloudy day
A man hung crying in the rain
All because of love, all because of love
I've finally found the reason for living
It's in giving every part of my heart to Him
In all that I do every word that I say
I'll be giving my all just for Him, for Him
He is my reason to live
Love your mom while still you can
Love your mom while still you can.
THE WORLD IS FULL OF SONS AND DAUGHTERS LIKE YOU AND ME.
I had a marvelous mother who loved me, sacrificed for me and helped me in every way possible. In all of my growing up from childhood through college and eventually marriage, my mother was always at my side. and when I needed help with my little ones, she was there for me. Today, we buried this wonderful woman. Can you imagine how I felt when I returned from the services and found a poem in her desk drawer written by my mom.
THE TIME IS NOW
If you are ever going to love
Love me now while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affection flow
Love me now while I am living
Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiseled in marble
Sweet words on ice cold stone
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please let me know now
If you wait until I am sleeping
There will be death between us
And I won't hear you then
So if you love me, even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it
Now she is gone and I am sick with guilt because I never told her what she meant to me. Worse yet, I did not treat her as she deserved to be treated. I found time for everyone and everything but I never made time for her. It would have been easy to drop in for a cup of tea and a hug but my friends came first. Would any of them have done A for me what my mother did, I know the answer. When I called mom on the phone, I was always in a hurry. I feel ashamed when I think of the times I cut her off. I remember too, the times I could have included her and didn't. Our children loved Grandma from the time they were babies. They often turn to her for comfort and advice. She understood them. I realize now that I was too critical, too short-tempered, too stingy with praise. Grandma gave them unconditional love. The world is filled with sons, daughters and a child like me. I hope they see themselves in this letter and realize from it.
Anonymous
THE SCARS OF LIFE
Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.
He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could.
Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of- war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator.
Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved.
The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Dad wouldn't let go."
You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms be very, very grateful. He did not and will not ever let you go.
Of all the things I've ever done
Finding you will prove to be the most important one
I would never trade the tears,
Conversation no one hears,
Learning how to walk before we run.
Of all the kites I've ever flew,
Most came tumbling down except the one
I set up with you.
I would never change a thing,
Break a spell or cut the string,
In every wish I make is coming true with you.
Sometimes I forget to say how much I love you
Purposely I've been 'cause I'm so busy
Thinking of you.
So in this world of odds and ends
I'd rather have a part of you than all of my so called Friends.
You have taught me how to feel
What is false, and what is real.
Of all the things I ever wanna do
I think I'll start and end with loving you?
I know the stars that shines the teardrops in my eyes
And here I am alone starting to realize
Then my days would be brighter
I f I could learn to hide
The feelings that I have for you
Keeps flowing deep inside
Then my days begins with simple thoughts of you
And hoping that tomorrow will be me and you
Sharing dreams with each other
And making them come true
Holding one another
Saying all I need is you
But if you say that you love me
And show me that you care.
Say when I needed you, you'll always be there
But if you go and leave me, this I swear is true
My love will always be with you
If the feeling is gone.
Please don’t pretend that you still love me
I can see in your eyes
And it hurts to admit it
I can tell that the feeling is gone
All I asked is just a little honesty
Though I know you’re not coming back to me
You know I’ll do everything to make you stay
But I just have to let you go if the feeling is gone
There is sadness in your smile
Though you try to conceal it
I can tell that the feeling is gone
All I asked is just a little honesty
Though I know you’re not coming back to me
You know I’ll do everything to make you stay
But I just have to let you go if the feeling is gone
I just have to let you go if the feeling is gone
Standing by my window
Listening for your call
Seems I really miss you after all
Time won't let me decide to myself
I'd just like to let you know
I wish I'd never let you go
And I'll always love you
Deep inside this heart of mine
I do love you
And I'll always need you
And if you ever change your mind
I'll still, I will love you
Wish you'd never left me
But love's a mystery
You can break a heart so easily
The days and nights we knew
How much I feel for you
Time has come for me to see
How much your love has meant to me
Time like a river, keeps on rolling right on by
Nothing left for me to do
So I watch the river rise
