When It Hurts..... Music middle click ~♫ Heavenly Rest ♫
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~♥ Jewels Of Love ♥~
Illness/Cancer, such an awesome word, we all dread more than all
Shall we investigate it's presence, to look at fear within our soul
Can illness/cancer overtake our life, or is God the one who holds
Our life within His hand...rather than mysterious unknown
Does He know exactly of our times, and keep the blueprint of the plan
Could He hold a lovely secret, to reveal His jewels of love
Preparing us for all He has in store above
Can we see unfolding blossoms, when such suffering comes our way
To tell us all He'd like to say
Are we given treasured gifts to ponder, on more of life's tomorrows
To depend on Him for every breath, to find a peace within the sorrow
How much more a greater joy, to find, than all we've known before
A love beyond description, and trust more deep and sure
Friends, who touch with sweetest kindness, in prayer and tenderness
Family, that hush life's other things, to desire the blessing of God's best
A miracle of inner grace, descending in to break the fear
As each new day unfolds, a faith to cradle near
Tears may fall of memories, but are relished more than gold
As God draws us to His heart, to put His comfort in our soul
Illness/Cancer never yet can conquer life, for life, God yet will give
Love's beauty blooms within the cold, eternal life our hope to keep,
His heart's compelled to make us whole
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
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For those hurting physically or emotionally and those who are questioning
and wondering where God is in the midst of suffering.
click on: Joni Eareckson-Tada, Jan. 14, 2013
Illness/Cancer, such an awesome word, we all dread more than all
Shall we investigate it's presence, to look at fear within our soul
Can illness/cancer overtake our life, or is God the one who holds
Our life within His hand...rather than mysterious unknown
Does He know exactly of our times, and keep the blueprint of the plan
Could He hold a lovely secret, to reveal His jewels of love
Preparing us for all He has in store above
Can we see unfolding blossoms, when such suffering comes our way
To tell us all He'd like to say
Are we given treasured gifts to ponder, on more of life's tomorrows
To depend on Him for every breath, to find a peace within the sorrow
How much more a greater joy, to find, than all we've known before
A love beyond description, and trust more deep and sure
Friends, who touch with sweetest kindness, in prayer and tenderness
Family, that hush life's other things, to desire the blessing of God's best
A miracle of inner grace, descending in to break the fear
As each new day unfolds, a faith to cradle near
Tears may fall of memories, but are relished more than gold
As God draws us to His heart, to put His comfort in our soul
Illness/Cancer never yet can conquer life, for life, God yet will give
Love's beauty blooms within the cold, eternal life our hope to keep,
His heart's compelled to make us whole
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
♥♥♥♥
For those hurting physically or emotionally and those who are questioning
and wondering where God is in the midst of suffering.
click on: Joni Eareckson-Tada, Jan. 14, 2013
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Where reasons are given, we don't need faith. Where only darkness surrounds us,
we have no means for seeing except by faith.
~** Elisabeth Elliot
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~♥ Alzheimer's ♥~
We need not fear Alzheimer's, for its being will not harm
We will not lose our love, but be held in pleasant calm
We cannot lose our spirit, God holds us in His hand
We will not lose our faith, for God we'll understand
Our senses will be heightened, just as a toddler's is
We will feel important things, and know of joy and bliss
We'll read another's language, beyond the merest word
For feelings will be known, and all that holds true worth
While those around may struggle, to face their inner fears
We will be held secure, as Jesus will be near
He'll carry us each moment, and whisper secrets that we need
We'll not forget His love, though others may be grieved
Our mind will go where truth and reality exist
Where all that is of heaven can often be so missed
Alzheimer's then may prove to be a precious gift
To take us close to Jesus, where we forever live
Soft whispers from (medical reports and experience with Nanna)
Derry's Heart Poems © May 2011
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Do not fear tomorrow, God's already there, He is planning with His loving heart
all He knows we need to share
We need not fear Alzheimer's, for its being will not harm
We will not lose our love, but be held in pleasant calm
We cannot lose our spirit, God holds us in His hand
We will not lose our faith, for God we'll understand
Our senses will be heightened, just as a toddler's is
We will feel important things, and know of joy and bliss
We'll read another's language, beyond the merest word
For feelings will be known, and all that holds true worth
While those around may struggle, to face their inner fears
We will be held secure, as Jesus will be near
He'll carry us each moment, and whisper secrets that we need
We'll not forget His love, though others may be grieved
Our mind will go where truth and reality exist
Where all that is of heaven can often be so missed
Alzheimer's then may prove to be a precious gift
To take us close to Jesus, where we forever live
Soft whispers from (medical reports and experience with Nanna)
Derry's Heart Poems © May 2011
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Do not fear tomorrow, God's already there, He is planning with His loving heart
all He knows we need to share
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~♥ This Too Shall Pass ♥~
Oft times bewildered we, forget, the who we really are Perplexed beneath life's layers All crumpled in our heart So many painful memories block- Pile up, until unsure all identity becomes clouded, as life we just endure While lying there, concealed In fear of the unknown, confused of what to do, to be And feeling quite alone But, God knows what is truth, our life is always held in Him He understands all quandary, and sees where we have been In HIM, we can relax, be real and open up our heart, we're safe, kept by His Son He's known us from the start It's what He says, that matters - His love can heal our fall, His Spirit love, the miracle, to make us fully whole There's rest within His perfect will The strength is Him today His life in us assured In love that ever stays. Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008 heartwhispers@iinet.net.au Poetry from the Heart "His will is our hiding place." Corrie Ten Boom |
~♥ A Touch Of Heaven Come ♥~
Here I sat so lonesome like Snuggled all amongst a tree When a li'l birdie sang to me But, her I couldn't see There am I, a searching high, in joy of pretty song, in quandary where the sound, I hear so loud and strong I cry, come show, oh pretty one Peering all about, you're there somewhere I know-Why won't you flit on out But, soon her pretty sound sets me all in sleepy daze. propped there I... was it forever, with such a peaceful gaze And, then she stops, bolt up I sit Disappointment gripping me - Oh, where the lovely one, that I can never see Then all a moment, there I spy her feather, bright of wing - Oh, oh, I gasp, do not me leave Don't ever cease to sing, my heart, my soul, you're all a gift - A touch of heaven come to very sweetly sing to me The joy of Jesus' love Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008 heartwhispers@iinet.net.au Derry's Heart Poems "Listen now, believe and pray wait not another day... to hearken what our God would say when most you need our dearest Lord, He'll send is love close in a bird ~ blossoms~ |
The LORD your God is with you, He is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with his love,
He will rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17
♪ I am with you always -utube.♪
If we will look back upon the past, many of us will find that the very
time our Heavenly Father has chosen to do the kindest things for us, and
given us the richest blessings, has been the time we were strained and
shut in on every side. God's jewels are often sent us in rough
packages... but within we find the very treasures of the King's palace
and the Bridegroom's love.
A. B. Simpson
He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with his love,
He will rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17
♪ I am with you always -utube.♪
If we will look back upon the past, many of us will find that the very
time our Heavenly Father has chosen to do the kindest things for us, and
given us the richest blessings, has been the time we were strained and
shut in on every side. God's jewels are often sent us in rough
packages... but within we find the very treasures of the King's palace
and the Bridegroom's love.
A. B. Simpson
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~♥ Wheelchair Winter ♥~
Whatever happened to myself, to end up in this place
Where went my mobility, what tripped up my race
Where has all the freedom gone, to run just as I please
What of my way now, is there something to appease
Can I find more treasure yet, in another way to live
Will I ever see with different eyes, another way begin
Would God be choosing me, to especially dwell within
Revealing sweeter hidden secrets, of another love to give
How I love the stillness now, of listening to the birds
To watch, observe and ponder life, the existance of true worth
The value of a life to live, the time upon this earth
How God is wanting my relationship, and chose my humble birth
To place Himself deep in my soul, to give up asking why
But rest upon His loving self, as none else will satisfy
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Whatever happened to myself, to end up in this place
Where went my mobility, what tripped up my race
Where has all the freedom gone, to run just as I please
What of my way now, is there something to appease
Can I find more treasure yet, in another way to live
Will I ever see with different eyes, another way begin
Would God be choosing me, to especially dwell within
Revealing sweeter hidden secrets, of another love to give
How I love the stillness now, of listening to the birds
To watch, observe and ponder life, the existance of true worth
The value of a life to live, the time upon this earth
How God is wanting my relationship, and chose my humble birth
To place Himself deep in my soul, to give up asking why
But rest upon His loving self, as none else will satisfy
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
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I rejoice with him whose pain my Saviour heals.
And I weep with him who still his anguish feels.
But earthly joys and earthly tears are confined to earthly years,
And greater good, the Word of God reveals.
In this life we have a cross that we must bear;
It’s just a tiny part of Jesus’ death that we can share.
And one day we’ll lay it down, ’cause He’s promised us a crown
To which our suffering can never be compared.
That’s why Heaven is nearer to me, and at times it is all I can see.
Sweet music I hear, coming down to my ear,
And I know that it’s playing for me.
For I am Christ the Saviour’s own bride,
And redeemed I shall stand by His side.
He will say, “Shall we dance?” and our endless romance
Will be worth all the tears I have cried
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And I weep with him who still his anguish feels.
But earthly joys and earthly tears are confined to earthly years,
And greater good, the Word of God reveals.
In this life we have a cross that we must bear;
It’s just a tiny part of Jesus’ death that we can share.
And one day we’ll lay it down, ’cause He’s promised us a crown
To which our suffering can never be compared.
That’s why Heaven is nearer to me, and at times it is all I can see.
Sweet music I hear, coming down to my ear,
And I know that it’s playing for me.
For I am Christ the Saviour’s own bride,
And redeemed I shall stand by His side.
He will say, “Shall we dance?” and our endless romance
Will be worth all the tears I have cried
click - Joni and Friends
click -A Victory Through Suffering
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When we are suffering, we plead for our Father's assurance
that everything will be okay
Suffering hearts need a person, not an answer
You can endure almost anything if you know God is right next to you.
God has good reasons for what He does,
and His answer to our suffering is Himself.♪ The will of God will never -utube.♪
that everything will be okay
Suffering hearts need a person, not an answer
You can endure almost anything if you know God is right next to you.
God has good reasons for what He does,
and His answer to our suffering is Himself.♪ The will of God will never -utube.♪
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♥~ Thank you for understanding~♥
With all my heart, this, I have need to tell.. God bless you, if you understand
While watching my faltering steps, and my shaky hands
Then share a hug, a kindness, offering to help, any way you can
God bless you, if you see, then hold out a loving hand
When my body trembles deep within, and I seem uncoordinated
Yet you don't seek to correct it all, to be what you thought it could have been
God bless you, if you come to visit, just to quietly sit and softly share
Gently being there to listen if you dare
While I stumble to explain how I feel, wanting to be real
Feeling tearful that you care....
God bless you if you still want to be my forever friend
When it is so hard to love me as you did before, and respect me unconditionally
With the heart of compassion, to see that I am overcome with fatigue
Although I may not look so ill, sitting there, you somehow know
All that I find so difficult to share.. You understand my eyes may be a-blur
And that if my speech may sometimes slur
Underneath I am, me... God bless you that your love is undeterred.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry from the Heart
With all my heart, this, I have need to tell.. God bless you, if you understand
While watching my faltering steps, and my shaky hands
Then share a hug, a kindness, offering to help, any way you can
God bless you, if you see, then hold out a loving hand
When my body trembles deep within, and I seem uncoordinated
Yet you don't seek to correct it all, to be what you thought it could have been
God bless you, if you come to visit, just to quietly sit and softly share
Gently being there to listen if you dare
While I stumble to explain how I feel, wanting to be real
Feeling tearful that you care....
God bless you if you still want to be my forever friend
When it is so hard to love me as you did before, and respect me unconditionally
With the heart of compassion, to see that I am overcome with fatigue
Although I may not look so ill, sitting there, you somehow know
All that I find so difficult to share.. You understand my eyes may be a-blur
And that if my speech may sometimes slur
Underneath I am, me... God bless you that your love is undeterred.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry from the Heart
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As we walk this path of life, we will struggle,
in stumbling times and not be able to be as before.
I thank God for the hand that reaches down to hold us up,
perhaps a friend's hand, as the hand of God.
But always there is hope, and as long as He is our breath,
there is everlasting love, we need not fear...this I have come to know..
♪ He gathers every teardrop -utube.♪
in stumbling times and not be able to be as before.
I thank God for the hand that reaches down to hold us up,
perhaps a friend's hand, as the hand of God.
But always there is hope, and as long as He is our breath,
there is everlasting love, we need not fear...this I have come to know..
♪ He gathers every teardrop -utube.♪
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~ Oh Grief
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Special Occasions can be such a lonesome time Missing the heart you love In the finality of loss In the longing for their loving touch The closure, end, completion To see their face no more And now endure this outing, or withdraw aside to mourn. For every breath remembers Each tender moment spent, your heart cries out the sadness, with every tear you shed 'Til spent, you look up through the cloud And see God's ray of light, knowing, He alone holds hope His love, your last delight Hold on, my child, He whispers soft This life is but a blink, your darling one is safer home, much warmer than you think You will be brave, I'll keep you yet I am your life, your breath Your existence walked, Each step now in my strength. Lean hard my child, breathe in My love, my hope, my soul, you are mine, I will uphold I know your pain, I felt it all And from this day, this hour, in My arms I bear you home. My love is yours, My life is yours, You are no more alone Your hope, your life, your joy, is Me, and in Me, you are... and will forever be Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008 heartwhispers@iinet.net.au Poetry from the Heart |
~ In The Hurt ~
My thoughts and prayers are for you In this darkness you endure Reaching evermore to find God's love forever pure Please know that you are loved Upheld in prayer always, each moment, for the wonder of God to be your stay May His promises, be strength To meet your every need His love, the gentle rampart For comfort when you weep His peace, the restful calm On nights you cannot sleep His hope, for each tomorrow when light you want to see... His beauty, your delight When darkness veils the day His smile, the very glory, that can never go away God's blessing is upon you this day and every day Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008 heartwhispers@iinet.net.au Poetry from the Heart God does not ask, faith in thy faith, but only faith in Him: and thus He says, 'In Me alone you live'. Dear Lord, in all our loneliest pains Thou hast the largest share and that which is unbearable,' Tis Thine, not ours, to bear. Frederick W. Faber |
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~♥ Healing Touch
Again ♥~
Well, here I am Lord, ill again, all Your purpose, please fulfill,
As here upon my bed I rest and in You alone, am still.
For sometimes I feel wretched, tired and all forlorn,
Tired of being torn away, from the life I have to spurn.
Oh, give me of Your inner strength, renew my spirit, soul,
Whisper of Your love to me, I know You hear my call.
Remind me of Your promises, please restore my aching heart,
So I may feel Your gentle hand, for now, life seems so hard.
You said, Your strength's made perfect, in weakness that we bear,
Then Lord, please lift me up, in all Your loving care.
I want to thank You for each trial, that draws my heart to You
To make me more aware, that weakness is the way to be renewed.
Thank You that You always love me and know just what to give,
To reveal to me again, how in You alone - I live.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © March 2009
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
For the Lord comforts His people
and will have compassion on His afflicted ones Isaiah 49:13b ♪ Footprints -utube ♪
Well, here I am Lord, ill again, all Your purpose, please fulfill,
As here upon my bed I rest and in You alone, am still.
For sometimes I feel wretched, tired and all forlorn,
Tired of being torn away, from the life I have to spurn.
Oh, give me of Your inner strength, renew my spirit, soul,
Whisper of Your love to me, I know You hear my call.
Remind me of Your promises, please restore my aching heart,
So I may feel Your gentle hand, for now, life seems so hard.
You said, Your strength's made perfect, in weakness that we bear,
Then Lord, please lift me up, in all Your loving care.
I want to thank You for each trial, that draws my heart to You
To make me more aware, that weakness is the way to be renewed.
Thank You that You always love me and know just what to give,
To reveal to me again, how in You alone - I live.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © March 2009
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
For the Lord comforts His people
and will have compassion on His afflicted ones Isaiah 49:13b ♪ Footprints -utube ♪
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~ Light Bulb Moment ~
Our values determine our evaluations.
If we value comfort more than character, then trials will upset us.
If we value the material and physical more than the spiritual,
we will not be able to count it all joy!
If we live only for the present and forget about the future,
the trials will make us bitter, not better.
Warren W. Wiersbe
♪ Psalm 23-That's supply, security -utube.♪
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I think God has planned the strength and beauty of youth to be physical.
But the strength and beauty of old age is spiritual. We gradually lose the strength and beauty
that is temporary, so we'll be sure to concentrate on the strength and beauty that is forever.
And so we'll be eager to leave the temporary, deteriorating part of us
and be truly homesick for our eternal home. If we stayed young and strong and beautiful,
we might never want to leave.
J. Robertson McQuilkin
Would there be a problem with us not wanting to leave yes, for then we wouldn't get ready for eternity..
Old age is the greatest gift.. for it can give us heaven..
But the strength and beauty of old age is spiritual. We gradually lose the strength and beauty
that is temporary, so we'll be sure to concentrate on the strength and beauty that is forever.
And so we'll be eager to leave the temporary, deteriorating part of us
and be truly homesick for our eternal home. If we stayed young and strong and beautiful,
we might never want to leave.
J. Robertson McQuilkin
Would there be a problem with us not wanting to leave yes, for then we wouldn't get ready for eternity..
Old age is the greatest gift.. for it can give us heaven..
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I bear my witness that the worst days I have ever had
have turned out to be my best days.
And when God has seemed most cruel to me, he has then been most kind.
If there is anything in this world for which I would bless him
more than for anything else, it is for pain and affliction.
I am sure that in these things the richest, tenderest love has been manifested to me.
Our Father's wagons rumble most heavily when they are bringing us
the richest freight of the bullion of his grace.
Love letters from heaven are often sent in black-edged envelopes.
The cloud that is black with horror is big with mercy. Fear not the storm.
It brings healing in its wings, and when Jesus is with you in the vessel,
the tempest only hastens the ship to its desired haven.
Charles Haddon Spurgeon
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have turned out to be my best days.
And when God has seemed most cruel to me, he has then been most kind.
If there is anything in this world for which I would bless him
more than for anything else, it is for pain and affliction.
I am sure that in these things the richest, tenderest love has been manifested to me.
Our Father's wagons rumble most heavily when they are bringing us
the richest freight of the bullion of his grace.
Love letters from heaven are often sent in black-edged envelopes.
The cloud that is black with horror is big with mercy. Fear not the storm.
It brings healing in its wings, and when Jesus is with you in the vessel,
the tempest only hastens the ship to its desired haven.
Charles Haddon Spurgeon
GenelleTennant/lifetrials/Ten tips to help during grieving
GenelleTennant/life trials index
GenelleTennant/theme pages index
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