Gazing Upward.... Music Click ~ Tiadoro ~
~The Perfect Place ~
There is the perfect place to go, for life here, is too much, A special hideaway I seek, to find the tender touch. The gentle love of Jesus, is the where, I need to sit, For every lifetime moment, I find there all I seek. I cannot go, just when it's hard, for, then it's way too late, I need remain so, dawn til dusk, and through the night, til day. I cannot go just when it hurts, for, then I wouldn't know, Or even see, quite where to go, where I would feel at home. |
For, home is where my Jesus lives, I cling to my retreat, I live in Him and He in I, and there life is so sweet. Then when the pain and hurts abound, I know He'll bear me up I need not fear tomorrow, nor life's most hardest ground. He, my shield, my refuge, life, to smooth my troubled soul, Safe, I'm clinging to the cross, where Jesus makes me whole. Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © Jan 2010 |
When my mind is fuzzy, and my eyes are dim with tears,
I need to feel Your Presence Lord , and know that you are near.
When my heart is racing, and my thoughts have such a sting,
I tightly clasp this little cross, and prayerfully I cling.
It's not a magic piece- This cross Your Father planned,....But, when I cling to it
I feel Your nail-scarred Hand. ....Jane Davis ©2003
~Unsung Songs ~
God knows of all the songs still drifting, of unsung songs ahead,
He knows every path He needs to take us, to where we will be content. Where we will find the songs yet unknown, to sing with great intent, He knows how many songs are left, to us, that need be sent. So He'll take us all the many places, for us to find each note, Along winding roads n' byways, each song we're made to know. There is always hope for new tomorrows....... |
to find these unsung songs, That God will unveil each day to hear, where we alone belong. Each sorrow to be borne He will bring, to reveal all of His light, His inspiration, His joy, found only in His life. He plans each melody, each symphony that flows, There is no dread, foreboding, on the road, of songs that take us home. Derry's Heart Poems © May 2009 |
Tomorrow's plan is unveiling, as sure as the sun sets above.
The songs unsung are still waiting...God wants us to sing of His love.
~Jill Lemming~
We don't have to be perfect to be a blessing.
We are asked only to be real, trusting in His perfection to cover our imperfection,
knowing that one day we will finally be all that Christ saved us for and wants us to be.
Gigi Graham Tchividjian
It means letting God be in you as He sees fit, not what we might struggle for
There is therefore a rest for the people of God, it is resting in His changing of us,
at His pace, all we do is give ourselves to Him, He takes over.
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~ Held Within His Hand I ride, here in the Father,
I ride, long through the night I do not need the power, I do not need the might, My Father holds all power, My Father holds all might, I do not need the wisdom, the insight or the light. |
I can but rest, He holds me, I am held within His hand, I ride... I'm kept forever- This much I understand. Derry's Heart Poems © Jan 2011 [email protected] |
I don't have to be sensitive to God, because God knows me. It's a
wonderful thing to be totally loved, so that you can say anything. In
that totally unconditional atmosphere, I don't have to protect myself.
I can pray with the psalmist, 'search me oh God', and whatever He reveals is okay.
Steve Brown
"See, I have engraved you on the palms of My hands..." (Isaiah 49:16)
The soul which has come into intimate contact with God in the silence of the prayer chamber
is never out of conscious touch with the Father; the heart is always going out to Him in loving communion,
and the moment the mind is released from the task upon which it is engaged,
it returns as naturally to God as the bird does to its nest.
What a beautiful conception of prayer we get, if we regard it in this light.
Edward McKendree (E. M.) Bounds
I have been crucified with Christ, never-the-less I live, yet not I,
but Christ lives in me,
for the life I now live in the flesh, I live by the faith of the Son of God,
who loved me and gave Himself for me
Galatians 2:20
To be grateful is to recognize the Love of God, in everything He has given us....
and He has given us everything.
Every breath we draw is a gift of His love, , every moment of existence is a gift of grace,
for it brings with it immense graces from Him.
~Thomas Merton~
but Christ lives in me,
for the life I now live in the flesh, I live by the faith of the Son of God,
who loved me and gave Himself for me
Galatians 2:20
To be grateful is to recognize the Love of God, in everything He has given us....
and He has given us everything.
Every breath we draw is a gift of His love, , every moment of existence is a gift of grace,
for it brings with it immense graces from Him.
~Thomas Merton~
~~ Comes A Hand ~~
There are times, most drastic times,
when we can feel quite all alone, Left clinging to life's rope, with no-where to call home. We glance about so wary, wondering, where a heart can turn, Seeking, longing for a hand to hold, bottling up concern. Stranded cold upon life's way, burnt, where harsh heat will never cease, A day to never pause for us, while craving for some ease. How can we travel on and on, existing in this way... .How will each morning bring,
the breath to breathe another day. As we grapple in the darkness, turning to and fro, Asking for the answers, for questions all unknown. Then, suddenly, will fall a miracle, we feel amazing peace, Like a secret touch of heaven, comes a hand of soft reprieve. |
And in the believing, comes, this tender, strengthening lift, Oh, our eyes fill up with tears, for the blessing of such gift. Arriving from an unknown source, a surprise from heights beyond, Beyond the ways of knowing, for us to gently rest upon. It's, somehow we can stand again, lift high our eyes to walk, Supported by a mighty power, new life of mystery borne. Our dear Father comes to us, at just the perfect time, When we grasp He is the source alone, of all that is divine. Thank You, precious Saviour, Lord, for all that You impart, As the strength for every step..., The joy within our heart. Derry's Heart Poems © May 2009 [email protected] Poetry from the Heart |
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”You keep him in perfect PEACE whose mind is stayed on You, because he trusts in You.”
(Isaiah 26:3)
The worst has already happened, and Christ has repaired the great disaster of the Fall.
Juliana of Norwich
~ A Life Well Lived ~
A life well lived is such a joy- this day, on one we gaze, As for our sister, mother, friend, we give to God our praise. For, when she gave her life to God, His Spirit dwelt within, And by that walk of faith each day, true love's been clearly seen. Here now, or far, so many years, depending on the Lord, To share the Word of God to all, in answer to His call. .And all the while was motherhood, the joys,
adventure, grief, All through each day, in love or pain, God's arms were underneath. That mothering swung wide the door, to children far and wide, That they might find the Father's love, and know Him as their Guide. |
Her caring heart, her thoughts, her hands, were never her own, But, held outstretched with open palms, to all who sought a home. With prayerful spirit, faith and love, foundational in might, That younger lives may rise to grow, where all is good, n'right. We thank our God this life was lived, to glorify the Lord, For by that glory, love flowed through...to bless us all. For a life well lived is such a joy- this day, on yours we gaze, As for our sister, mother, friend, we give God our praise. And now, dear one, we always love, we all would like to say, That you deserve to hold this day- The worlds most beautiful bouquet. Derry's Heart Poems © July 2010 [email protected] |
Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks
of all those that we love.
O
every
now and
then I so wish
I was near to God
Loved especially, as I
am, with a hug so
warm and close
Every now
n'then
l
wish I could
hear the secrets,
to know the meaning
of it all and trust, no
matter what the call.
Every now and then
I wish my spirit could
burn so free to not be
burdened by the grief
Around us constantly
Every now and then
I wish I could forget
my limitations and be
bright as a light today
for the good of others to help
them just a little more along their way.
Every now and then, I wish I could forget about myself a lot more
and think only of another's need, to reach out with a love
in deed to share the eternal joys of our dear Jesus
He came to give when He left His home above.
Every now and then, while I am wishing
And sitting still, it all blends into one,
and I hear a whisper My child rest
peacefully in Me now, for My will is done.
Glow bright little candle, go glow with My love
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2004
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every
now and
then I so wish
I was near to God
Loved especially, as I
am, with a hug so
warm and close
Every now
n'then
l
wish I could
hear the secrets,
to know the meaning
of it all and trust, no
matter what the call.
Every now and then
I wish my spirit could
burn so free to not be
burdened by the grief
Around us constantly
Every now and then
I wish I could forget
my limitations and be
bright as a light today
for the good of others to help
them just a little more along their way.
Every now and then, I wish I could forget about myself a lot more
and think only of another's need, to reach out with a love
in deed to share the eternal joys of our dear Jesus
He came to give when He left His home above.
Every now and then, while I am wishing
And sitting still, it all blends into one,
and I hear a whisper My child rest
peacefully in Me now, for My will is done.
Glow bright little candle, go glow with My love
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2004
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Jesus bids us shine with a clear pure light Like a little candle burning in the night
In this world of darkness we must shine, You in your small corner and I in mine.
I said to a man who stood at the gate of the year:
"Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown"; and he replied,
"Go into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God.
That shall be to you better than a light and safer than a known way!"
King George VI
In this world of darkness we must shine, You in your small corner and I in mine.
I said to a man who stood at the gate of the year:
"Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown"; and he replied,
"Go into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God.
That shall be to you better than a light and safer than a known way!"
King George VI
~~~ ALMOST COMING ~~~Have you seen those rays of sunshine Beaming splendour through the clouds, Arcing on an angle, Proclaiming hope aloud. Misty hues of heaven diffused, Like shrouded mystery, Concealing the coming radiance, Awesome glimpse eternally. .The glorious sun above,
Exploding all it's glory, Soft resplendent beams A signal of the dawning.. Can you almost hear the trumpet, Calling from the light, Can you almost see God's majesty- Banishing the night. |
Can you almost feel your body lifting, Light-hearted and carefree, you almost hear the singing... At the crystal sea. Can you almost see His outstretched Hand, Beckoning to come above, Can you almost feel the drawing.. To His open arms of love. Derry's Heart Poems © 2005 [email protected] Look up, your redemption draws near, comfort one another with these words |
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Dear Father God, in this spirit of mine,
Inspire all my thoughts.
Pervade all my imaginations.
Suggest all my decisions.
Lodge in my soul's most inward citadel,
And order all my doings.
Be with me in silence and in my speech,
In my haste and in my leisure,
In company and in solitude,
In the freshness of the morning
And the weariness of the evening.
Give me grace at all times to rejoice
In Thy mysterious companionship.
~John Baillie~
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"The amazing grace of the Master, Jesus Christ,
The extravagant love of God,
The intimate friendship of the Holy Spirit,
be with all of you."
2 Corinthians 13:14 (The Message)
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Dear Father God, in this spirit of mine,
Inspire all my thoughts.
Pervade all my imaginations.
Suggest all my decisions.
Lodge in my soul's most inward citadel,
And order all my doings.
Be with me in silence and in my speech,
In my haste and in my leisure,
In company and in solitude,
In the freshness of the morning
And the weariness of the evening.
Give me grace at all times to rejoice
In Thy mysterious companionship.
~John Baillie~
¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸..•.*~┼~*¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸..•.*
"The amazing grace of the Master, Jesus Christ,
The extravagant love of God,
The intimate friendship of the Holy Spirit,
be with all of you."
2 Corinthians 13:14 (The Message)
Godsradicaldaughter.tumblr.com
music from ~ Cristiani "Selection" & lynnemusic.com