His saving grace

Chicken soup for the soul
Sweet stories to lift us all
Tales of faith and wondrous gifts
Bless the angels who work in shifts
Keeping us safe: saving souls
Do you understand: get my drift?
There is always so much more to it
No such thing as coincidence

More like God's providence
Intuition; sixth sense; blessedness
Our dear Lord and His saving grace...

Cover Photograph 5th June 2016

I'd spent many months typing up and saving my poems...I knew the Lord wanted me to take them in to the printers so that I could share them with others. As I was driving up to Angaston in the Barossa Valley I realised I didn't have a cover photograph to go onto the title page of my book. I said "But Lord I don't have a cover photograph..."

It was raining and as I said the words out loud the clouds parted and out came the sun...I got three beautiful photographs to choose from...I continued on to The Leader Newspaper office to ask about printing the poems given to me by the Holy Spirit...

5/6/2016

Submitted to

Chicken soup for the soul

My refuge

6:40 am

6 degrees outside
6 people here reside
I'm all alone in my bed
But never alone in my head
Many thoughts abound inside
I pray for many round about
Consecrate to Him my days
For dear Jesus died for me
Into His blessed hands
I place all that is hurting me
Into His mighty heart
I retreat; He is my fortress
My refuge in all times
My Lord; my Saviour

How much you mean to me

I'm awake but don't want to be
Simply cos you're far away from me
I need to hold you close to me
I miss you more and more honey
Whenever we are parted...
Feel so broken hearted...
My love for you grows and grows
Ah; only the dear Lord truly knows!
Just exactly how much you mean to me...

If I asked you

If I asked you "do love me"
Would you answer me true
How long would it take you
To tell me the honest truth
Jesus gave all to save us
Asked this question of me; of you
What answer did you give Him?
When He died upon that cross for you...

Sabbath Rest a test

As the sun sets upon another day
God's blessed Sabbath comes again
We, who follow; the mighty Lord's way
Are blessed by the rest He gave

Missing Amy

15 years ago today 

Amy came; to stay 
Dear little Amy 
I miss you...
Since you went away