Wednesday, August 2, 2017
What my cousin actually said was, "My red hair gives me super powers!" I replied, "With great power comes great responsibility" lol And after I said this poem at "Poetic Peace" I got a free drink ;-) Non-alcoholic, of course!
Blonds have all the fun
They're the 'lucky ones'
Gentlemen prefer them
It seems bad boys prefer me.
Perhaps a different shade of dye is worth a try?
But my cuz says her red hair makes her fly
They look at her, they look at me
If he's a male-
We'll get it for free.
She's got sass
She's got spunk
She knows God don't make junk.
They call me "Red"
A "firecracker" they said
I no longer care what "they" say
What's in my heart can't be taken away
Some day my hair will fade
And I'll let it stay gray
Or go white as gingers do
Beauty is vain
But the fire in my heart will burn on and on
To my King I'll sing this song:
His love is deeper than the ocean
He washes away my brokenness
He whispers to my heart
His love for me will never part!
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Wednesday, May 24, 2017
I was inspired by what seemed to be the tears of God falling here in Georgia after the Manchester attack on May 22, 2017
You number my wanderings; Put my tears into Your bottle; Are they not in Your book? Psalm 56:8
You say no one cares for you
Well that's not true 'cause I do
And God does too!
Oh that I could fix your problem
I'd mend you up,
You'd no longer be stuck
In that addiction or depression,
The trials that come in rapid succession,
But what can I do?
I cannot fix you!
I can't make you believe.
I can't even relieve
That deep ache in your heart
Just where do I start?
Don't do nothing! She yelled at me,
So what shall I do?
Scream and shout? And run about?
Perhaps sit and pout?
I'll fight a war upon my knees
In quietness and confidence shall be my strength,
He keeps my prayers and my tears
Perhaps the overflow makes the rain?
To water all the pain upon the earth,
I'll thank Him for this thorn,
I'll Praise Him even when I'm worn,
Because He carries me through the storm.
Yes He walks to me on the tempest sea,
The rain brings life back to my dying tree,
And one day through the clouds I'll see...