All the Single Ladies!

Although I don't often struggle with my own singleness, there are times when I do.  I have come across two blogs, one of them is a personal friend of mine and the other was recommended for me to read. I just thought that if I liked them then perhaps you would too. 

My friend's blog post: From One Broken Jar to Another 


Grace for the Road: I Don't Wait Anymore.

I hope that you enjoyed them and that you now look forward to Living Life to the Full.

Your Love

Your love warms me in my deepest darkest winter

Your love continues to flow when I'm at my deadsend

Your love ministers to me when I 'm all alone and lonely

Your love is a world of things and does a world of good for this little heart

Your love is bigger than my biggest blackest fear

Your love reminds me of my mother when she is not near

Your love strengthens when I just can't go on

Your love is a world of things and does a world of good for this little heart

Your love treats me like a lover when I have no one

Your love satisfies me like a meal that's done

Your love does not leave although I run

Your love is a world of things and does a world of good for this little heart

Your love reminds me of a flower in early spring

Your love takes me higher than the largest  swing

Your love gives me words to a song I'll sing

Your love is a world of things and does a world of good for this little heart

Circa 1998

In my room

I shut the door behind me

Then I cover my face and I cry

"LORD, I surrender my all."

It's so hard to let things go

Like people and dogs and roses

But the hardest part of all are

The dreams we believe in

Surrender must be a key

To having a happy life

But why LORD why must I 

Sacrifice these dreams?

In my room

I shut the door behind me

Then I cover my face and I cry

"LORD, I surrender my all."

Can't I live the life that I am living

In perfect harmony?

Why must I lay my life on this alter?

Why must I give it away?

To please you I give my hope into your hands today

Take me. Mold me. Turn me into your vessel.

Such hard words to say.

In my room

I shut the door behind me

Then I cover my face and I cry

"LORD, I surrender my all."

Timothy and Paul

And

John and Him and Rhonda

All gave you all control

So help me to accept all your guidence

Help me to survive the Call

LORD, help me to give you all

Laying down my life in the hands of my Saviour

May be the hardest part I do

But I will never know until I step out

In my room

I shut the door behind me

Then I cover my face and I cry

"LORD, I surrender my all."

Forgive me LORD for wanting 

Things that may not be

For love in bed and babies on the way

For little things like roses and princess parties

LORD, please forgive me

Take my wishing away.

In my room

I shut the door behind me

Then I cover my face and I cry

"LORD, I surrender my all."

 

Rainstorms

Please don’t try to shelter me from the Rain.
You never understand
That part of my life includes the Rain.

Washing my face, my hands,
My body with cold, clean wet Holiness.
And I am alive again.
With Spirit and with love and with righteousness
I dance amidst the Rain.
Splashing and laughing
Water shimmers and the starlight gleams
And the air is transformed into a
Sparkling fairy world
Where I may meet Oberon and he will join
My Rain Dance.

Pittering against my window
Trying to get in
Its hard round self chased me in
And now I’m cold.
The harshness and gloom
Have surrendered me into my

Chair and blankets
Causing introspection with
Its chorus on the panes of glass.
The sins un-confessed spring to mind
As well as the other times this glower appeared in the sky.
My own blue tide sweeps across my mind
And the flood gates open slowly.
Trickle by tear my prayers roll out of me. 

My fears, my sins, my hopes, my fruitless dreams.
With each sob the load is lightened.

found a friend who is able to stand
up beside me and
Join my Rain Song

What a life I have

See how I need this Rainstorm.

Which ever way the wind blows it teaches me how to appreciate my life

Rain Dance or Rain Song: I long for you.

Rain down on me now.

God of the Journey

God of the Journey
Guardian, guide,
No pillar of cloud by day
Nor fire by night.
Yet I sense your presence with me
God of the journey.
You are walking with me into a new land.
You are guarding me in my vulnerable moment.
You are dwelling within me
As I depart from here.
You are promising to be my peace
As I face struggles of distance
From friends and security
The planting of feet and heart in a strange place.
Renew in me a deep trust in you.
Calm my anxiousness. 

As I reflect on my life
I can clearly see how
You have been there in all of my leavings
You have been there in all of my comings
You will always be with me in everything
I do not know how
I am being resettled.
But I place my life into 

Welcoming arms of your love.
Encircle my heart with your peace.
May your powerful presence
Run like a strong thread
Through the fibers of my being.
I beg of you to assist me
To accept that all of my life is only on loan to me

To believe beyond this moment
To accept your courage when mine fails
To recognize the pilgrim part of my heart

To hold all of life with open hands

To treasure all that is gift and blessing

To look at the painful parts

And

To grow through them

To allow your love

To embrace me on the empty and lonely days

To receive the truth of your forgiveness

And

To trust in the place of forever Hello

Sept 4, 2001

I am like the sheep who knows who gives her life but who keeps running away.
Hold me in your loving arms, keep me closer to you than Blue Bunny is to me and guide me into the path everlasting.
Please burn me like the sun to get my attention. 

Show me to the glory of your existence and burden me with your vision.

Sept 7, 2007

I am faltering here grasping at straws
Settling for doing good
And appearing good
Rather than actually being good.
Hallow me out
Fill me with your life
With your spirit
Your faith
Your hope
I want to be alive
And not merely watching life.
Take me and make me
Draw me near that I may be transformed

Lamppost

In the fall, before the snow, I went walking.

Under the bight full moon I sat upon a blanket and read these words:

You are more beautiful than you think.

You have more knowledge than you know.

You delight me and you have my strength surging within you.

And His voice continued,

I love you.

You are my precious one who I cherish.

I believed Him and strove to live my life in a way that would bring Him joy.

Somewhere along the way, I failed Him.

So here I am afraid of the deep pain I have caused Him.

Having no faith or hope to ever please Him again and yet I strive still to do the things that would make Him smile if only my heart were in it because I knew He was watching.

Forgive my anger and fear and take this wayward child into Your arms because I long to have the joy that You are watching and that I am not melodically just walking down this road for someone else's eyes because I only want to be pleasing You. 

Damn everyone else

 For You are to be my Lamppost, the one I dance near and look to and eat with and drive by. 

The others are merely there by chance.

We are One

I know that when you have given more then you knew you had to give
You will not look back on me and wonder what went wrong
For I know you're going places farther than you think you will
Soaring to the highest places on wings that God has given you.
When I'm gone you'll be there even when I feel alone.
I will know that you care and that if ever I do need a friend
I am yours. You are mine. We will never say farewell.

And when we walk amongst our garden and see the flowers we each have grown
We will know the Son did plant them and we were never alone