Alphabet Soup Garden Varieties

God bless you, too Cosia :)

almost four years of ramblings
poetry prose and prayers
here they are on these 49 pages
a history of me I can reflect upon

collectively they make me wonder
where Ive been where Im going
if Im staying in the same place
but little of it matters anyhow

Im just another blip of energy
in an endless sea of clatter
that made a minute mark
which stained the internet

in cyber English letters
as I think to myself maybe
this is some kind of candle
a flickering of a lighter

is it the strike of a match
which helps ignite a prayer
and gives someone out there
a little light of hope?

I sure would like to think so
love peace and happiness
to everyone taking the time
and thank you for reading :)
 
even natures magic fades slowly away
withering into the dust of another day
for little can cling itself to life
when it is time to say goodbye

from ashes new things do grow
forests trees stand tall and low
though through fire there is strife
theres a time for plants to stand high

might we remember to shine bright
like a lantern lit during the darkest night
for this world wants to cut like a knife
the beautiful things it cannot buy

compassion love joy and peace
enteral salvation cannot ever cease
we are gifted in heaven an after-life
when all else finds its time to die~
 
thenami said:
even natures magic fades slowly away
withering into the dust of another day
for little can cling itself to life
when it is time to say goodbye

from ashes new things do grow
forests trees stand tall and low
though through fire there is strife
theres a time for plants to stand high

might we remember to shine bright
like a lantern lit during the darkest night
for this world wants to cut like a knife
the beautiful things it cannot buy

compassion love joy and peace
enteral salvation cannot ever cease
we are gifted in heaven an after-life
when all else finds its time to die~
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Hello thenami;

In today's Alphabet Soup Garden Varieties reading, our Church is enjoying a good season but this morning we learned that one of our Pastors took a position with another Church while his beloved wife has battled cancer.

They are a wonderful couple who adore the Lord. She is stable in her treatment but he accepted another ministry, most likely closer to their home state.

God bless you, sister, and thank you for sharing.
 
My sister is also stable and fighting the cancer fight, but it is too difficult for me to visit her.
The 12 hour flight from here to Greece to see her is too much for me (with ankylosing spondylitis).
Please pray for my sisters continued healing, as I will pray for your beloved friend.
Hugs, peace and happiness to all.
 
happiness is a joy a like to share
I feel nourished and rejuvenated
when I see others smile
it seems to charge my reserves
as I am transformed by goodness
the reward of my contributions
in these honorable pursuits
is the contentment inside my heart
when I feel this love glowing
bright enough to be His light
in the darkness of this world

amen
 
Thank you for the kindness, as I do try to write from my heart.
Hugs and happiness~

its times like these I want to squeeze a write
alas, the words just wont come quick enough
my typewriter ribbon must be low on ink
I think my inner internet could be failing

but there is one thing I always do know
its a place where my name is written
for with our Father in heaven
and I have connectivity through Christ

so I will tap into easy access prayer
and scripture ready to read and digest
thankful and appreciative
words can be much more than poetic

Father in the name of your Son
Jesus Christ, please help those reading
with their pressing and urgent prayers
with forgiving kindness and compassion

amen
 
ever get the kind of crazy tired
that makes your hair wish it can fall asleep
yanno the kind when your eyes arent closed
but everyone can hear you snore aloud
its almost when you hit a concrete walkway
and it feels like a lost feather fluffy pillow
how about when you get a second wind
that reminds you of drinking too much wine?

well thats what horrid insomnia can do
I can put into words the sickening euphoria
which this mayhem reeks upon my flesh
when all else fails as my body screams
finally collapsing into temporary slumber
and making me wonder how I survive
on less sleep a week than most get in days
then I remember what heaven will be

and I will finally get enough sleep :)
 
when I drive over the bridge to the ocean's shore
I never know exactly what kind of view I will bare
the intercoastal waterway is glorious enough
rippling along a mid summers dreaming day
almost like a Shakespeare's play wishing to preform
telling the tallest tales of sunken tragedies
of Blackbeard sinking ships and pirates singing songs
while hiding treasures long lost to the sea's tides

the sunshine seems to melt the sky into a darker blue
almost like a candle dwindling down its wick
slowing capturing away a deeper hue into the evening
as though its never done such a terrible thing before
transforming the glistening jewels of sparkling wonder
into mundane waters flowing to and fro with the current
beaming with jealously when the moon does rise
saying goodnight in a splash of multicolored majesty

sometimes I see a darker gray washing a lighter hue sky
or an old regular muddy green bluish one waving to me
then the magical happens warming my heart to a tingle
those precious aqua shades appear like from the Carribean
kept inside a box without guards as they sleep quietly
long enough releasing these fantastical shades of gems
making my smile so big bright and bold I shine even greater
than the beaches of Topsail Island ever could possibly

and I know without a doubt it is God himself
touching us down from the heavens saying here I am
behold this beautiful treasure I am gracing you with today!
capture this day inside your mind to recall at any moment
knowing I am Your Father forever and you are my child
then somehow I feel like a small gain of sand I will lay upon
as all the worlds problems are set free into the waves
while I forget what they are and remember Him

without a care in the world...
 
please do share your sweet melodies my sea
play upon broken shells a roaring tune,
wash your rough sand saltiness over me
while I fix a meal among the sand dune,

you smooth talk me with a savory roar
pretty dolphins jump and give us a show,
so speak mysteries that I do adore
old surfers ride waves which crash ebb and flow,

I sit here by the shore to think out loud
what beauty I have before my own eyes,
and a seagull comes to steal my lunch proud
as it squawks away saying its goodbyes,

then I think to myself any beach time
is worth losing a hot taco with lime~

:)
 
I wish to sing a psalm unto the Lord
like the most precious baby birds do
after a severe storm blows away their nest
and they are cradled with love once again

even though my voice cracks and is unpleasant
I shall lift up my spirits inside my heart
and write something from deep within
to reflect my thanksgiving always

my Lord thy God in the name of your Son
Jesus Christ I know with all my being
I belong to you and you rescue me
my eternal hero you aid me when I cry

and my soul is filled with unexplainable joy
no human words could ever express enough
how I feel about the peace you provide
with relentless mercy grace light and love

for I am like those baby birds, Father
as you comfort me after all tribulations

-Amen
 
...and it lifts mine when I get read. Thank you all for everything you do in Christ, seen and unseen :)

While I wish to somehow squeeze out a write, I remember I am human after all.
Every single thing we execute has its own time to be completed, and that is in constant flux.
Therefore, we can be our own worst critics as we expect too much from ourselves.
So today I am not going to be hard on myself, or push myself out of my comfort zone.
Im going to take a hot bath, eat some breakfast, and lounge in my robe watching t.v.
I wonder if I have any coffee left...
 
grief carves into our heart like a master sculptor
without a sharpened chisel rough as it chips stone
to make way for pain to set inside forever captured
a prisoner of wrath with a life sentence till death

and there it is kept bound by no restraints
like a miner went on a dig and left a crevice
all the precious metals and gems gathered away
with only bittersweet memories to fill it

almost as though it is all that remains
of a lifetime once long ago now gone
as a talented pirate stole it away in a box
with a scribbled map no one can decipher

grief is a thief of many a beautiful thing
as it transforms the regular into the mundane
breath into a daily ritual of this life on earth
while it continues to hide joy when least expected

our skin is a mask which covers it well
as happiness peace and contentment creep
slowly replacing the anguish inside
but it never does fade completely

there it is in its resting place as a reminder
good things do come to an end sometime
everything has a time place and moment
till the Lord himself decides otherwise

as our life is not our own but His...
 
I know "grief" was a raw write, but its how I feel it.
For some things there is never enough time that can pass.
Happiness is a state of mind, body and heart.
We all experience many things, even at the same time.
However, the deep-rooted grief I wrote about never quite fades.
It lingers in the background like an old friend you dont wish to see.
 
Time is a Thief.
It held me captive for nine months.
It then made me sleep half my life.

Time is a Righteous
It Makes time I spend with loved ones special.
It it makes memories matter.

Time is Blessing
It allows things to happen first.
It allows me to love things.

Time is a Curse.
Its Makes things never last long enough
Its waiting for this to message to end.

( Time is precious each moment you will not get back. Treat your self and everyone you know and meat as it time is about to run out.)
 
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