I take my faith very serously and I pray you do also.
God Bless you for visiting my site.
It was near light,
Cold and silent.
The only sound that broke
The morning's stillness
Were dry leaves under my feet.
Then I stopped near a stone fence
And saw you,
On your knees.
Moving closer, I heard you talking,
'Father, I have sinned'.
I reviewed my life,
Then knelt beside you.
I want to see a mountain grown green,
Then white again.
Watch an eagle soar without batteries,
And float along with a stream which has
only one destination.
I want to be alone with God.
Where we can talk, yes, commune with each other.
I want to see yesterday, today and tomorrow
all in one place.
He was in my front yeard this morning.
I watched Him bend and sway in showing
direction.
Then whisper softly during counsel.
Afraid at first,
But now His leadership has touched my being.
By listening, I grew,
And by asking, I became a follower.
If I could hold the hand of God
Walk the dunes of sand
Swim the fathoms of the ocean
My life might be worth the stars in the sky.
I only have my faith
With no physical touch
And the sand I have walked led me no
where
The seas have not directed my path.
Still,
My life is worth more than all the stars in
God's great heaven
Because through faith,
I have held the hand of God.
I am as free as the strongest rooted tree,
And almost as lively as an unborn child in
its mother's womb.
I let life pass me by more quickly then bolts
of lightning surprising the sky,
And made it as boring as a four hour lecture
on a rainy day.
Until I met God.
He made me realize how exciting today is
And how promising tomorrow can be.
Just by revealing Himself to me and allowing
me to discover that He is
All of my being.
He gave me the chance to be born again
And I took it.
A whisper touched my face as I turned into the wind
It seemed,
Like soft, feathery wings of an unseen bird
Or maybe the soft, reassuring voice of God.
A whisper it felt like to me.
Magical and secretive as it wrapped around me,
And I liked it.
Lean on me, my Savior told me
Lean on me, I will not stray
Lean on me, my Savior promised
To stand by me night and day
He'll wash away all my sorrow
He'll forget my daily sins
Oh yes Jesus - please stand by me
Till I'm in your arms again.
Lean on me, I will sustain you
Lean on me, He softly says
Lean on me, the scriptures promised
That my salvation He will bless
All my joy and yes my heartache
Will not matter when He says
Come on home, we've been waiting
Come on home, my Master says.
(this is a hymn I wrote)
When I think that God's not here to guide me
And I'm feeling low,
I look outside my window and watch the trees
that grow.
They stand so bold and daring that it
entrances me at times,
It seems that God is standing there,
before my eyes.
When it's gone,
There is nothing left.
Darkness circles around me
Like leprosy.
Almost eating me to death.
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06-11-2008
I walked some of those 'hell' roads.
Even found myself in a few 'hell' holes.
Turing to Jesus showed me new roads.
Trusting in Jesus brought me out of
the holes.
Loving Jesus - I'm still here.
After my dad died (5-21-00), I slipped into a depression that lasted over two years.
I'd had bouts of depression in the past but they never lasted as long. I felt so sad and alone, even though I have two sisters and their families. With them and my friends at work, a couple counselors, a psychiatrist, my pastor, some medication and of course my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, I have made it through.
It's not an easy road. I had many set backs, tears, fears, emotional distressed and uncertainy of surviving. However I knew for a fact that my Lord was always nearby and that He loved me.
When all others were out of ear-shot He wasn't. I cried, ranted and raved, prayed and cried some more.
I didn't know how to take care of just me. I had taken care of my parents for so long, it seemed, that suddenly not doing it wasn't real. Then I moved into a new town and a new house, leaving my parents behind in a cold silent cemetery. I felt as if I truly had let them down.
I can't recall the hour by hour or day by day events but I do know that Jesus carried me most of the way. When I did begin to climb out of the depression His arm was around me leading the way. Still today, when I'm me again, I know that Jesus still has His arm around me. I'm nothing without Him. I never cried 'why me, Lord'. I only cried 'help me Lord'.
Without the Lord and everyone else in my life during those years of depression I know for a fact that today I would just be a suicide statistic.
If you'd like to talk about my problem or maybe yours please email me.
I'd love to talk with you.