Shortened days – lack of sunlight.
Fields are white and streets now glazed.
In the icy silence of a stolen breath,
Through wild anticipation of lost moments soon remembered
Anxiously we wait for one who promised he would come.

In a manger – in a stable – gently laid upon the hay,
His return will be in glory, as a king he will arrive.
Through his power and his wisdom he will judge and cast away
All the evil and deception of the one whose only drive
Is to make an Interruption in the path we’ve chosen.

Light in darkness – sweet redemption – all my sins he melts away.
He brings life from deep depression – cradling in his arms each day.
In darkest hours I make confession of my guilt. I bare it all.
He forgives and grants me healing. He is there to take the fall.
I know He will always catch His dear children.

Frozen landscapes now are hidden. Only pastures green remain.
He will lead me by still waters ’til He comes to earth again.
No fear of death will e’er surround me. I know it cannot sting me now.
I’ve given him my one possession – it is my life I do endow.
Take me, oh Lord and use me to thaw hearts to find your gentle warmth.



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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