The Meaning Of Faith.


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In the early morning hours,

A spider woke from sleep.

Her children were snoring.

She could not make a peep.


She knew they’d be hungry,                              

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So she hurried on her way.

She had a task to do,

To spin a big web that day.


So she put her needs aside,

And spun a thing of wonder….

She worked until she dropped,

and heard a peal of thunder.


She knew she could not tarry,

So she said a little prayer

And hoped that God would send

A swarm of flies through the air.


She was certain He would help 

Catch a bunch of flies. 

So she went back home,

To look her children in the eyes.


“Come, my little ones,

Wake and follow me,

For God has sent a feast,

For all of us to see.”


“Eat until you’re full,                                        

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Before the sun sets tonight.

Then, thank God for this food,

And experience His delight.”


So the children followed her,

And saw that it was true.

There really was a God,

Who would be there for you.







Learning A Lesson In Patience.


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A little bug crawled on the ground,

Pulling himself with ease.

He stopped for a moment to look up,

And he felt the summer breeze.


He slowly moved through the grass,                          

And climbed over smelly things.

He refused to stay on the ground.

He wanted a pair of wings.


His friends became concerned

That he was out of his mind,

And needed to accept what was,

Or he’d be left behind.


But the bug wanted to fly

In a sky filled with blue.

He knew if he tried hard,

It was something he could do.


So he struggled with all his heart,

To attach some wings to his back.

After a while it was clear,

He needed to back-track.


So he climbed a tall tree,

And attached to a twig.                                  

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He slept for a while,

As his cocoon grew big.


Later, He found himself,

Struggling to get free,

Of a cocoon surrounding him,

That hung in the tall tree.


He tugged and he pulled,

As he slipped out,

Into the bight sunlight,

A butterfly….no doubt.


He drifted down to a rock,

To dry his wings in the wind.

He was happy he took a risk.

He was more than he had been.


All it took was faith in himself,

And patience for a while,

For a bug to be able to fly,

Through the air with great style.



Love Is More Than Words.


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Love is more than saying a word

And more than giving quick hugs.

It’s taking the time to help lift

The burdens others lug.


Love is taking time for patience,                      

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When you want to yell and shout.

It is keeping your voice calm,

when you are full of doubt.


Love is standing by others,

Through the difficult years;

Giving support when needed,

And wiping away the tears.


Love is trying to listen,

When you want to give advice.

It’s thinking of others, not-self,

Being willing to sacrifice,


For others who need your care,

And need a helping hand.

It’s giving another respect,

And showing you understand.


It’s taking time for yourself

To renew the soul within;

Being kind when you make mistakes;

And becoming your best friend.


Love takes work and commitment, 

And the desire to forgive.

It’s being there when you’re needed,

Giving others the courage to live.




Struggling To Find Peace Within The Soul.

” We are in a time of change, a time of upheaval, and a time when our sense of security is being threatened. May the words above remind us all that after the storm, the peace will come.” Yu/stan/kema.


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This picture is beautiful. The storm clouds roll in, the waves increase, and the water cascades over the rocks. What was once tranquil, struggles to move further inland. The water swirls in many, different directions at the same time.

My mind has days like this such as I’m traveling down the pathway of life and I hit a rough patch. Problems occur or I have to deal with unexpected change. There is a part of me that knows I may have to do things I don’t  like in order to survive. I may have to accept feelings in myself I’m not proud of and  change current  assumptions I’ve based on past experiences. I may become exhausted trying to deal with internal conflicts of interest and feeling battered by my own perception of reality. I know life goes on and I must move…

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“It is so important to remember these words at this time. So many people are needing help and compassion. God does work through us. We all need to do our part, especially the Congress of the United States. People matter more than walls, more than nuclear bombs. Let us have the courage to carry forth the task God has so clearly set before us: Love thy neighbor as you would love yourself.” Yu/stan/kema.


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God Works Through You

God’s love flows like a river
Down the avenues of time.
It touches every one of us
With tenderness sublime.
It seeks out hearts grown weary,
And heads bowed low in shame.
It reaches out to sinners
Afraid to say His name.
Love comforts those with sorrow,
And those with deep despair.
Love kneels before the lonely,
And seeks to give them care.
God’s love resides inside you.
He looks out through your eyes.
Your voice calms the fearful.
Your words make them wise.
God’s reason for you coming
Is to spend your time with us.
You came to heal the wounded,
And show God’s blessedness.


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The Hurricane.


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There is a storm building

out in the ocean.

Winds scream and howl

like some terrible monster

is chained up and finally

feels the taste of freedom

on its lips.

The circular flow of pent-up energy

begs to be released from its cage.

The smell of sulfur taints the air

as static electricity crackles

and pops from the clouds.

The winds increase

in intensity and speed,

as the storm travels

across miles

of empty ocean.


Waves surge and recede

and white caps form and

race across the hungry water.

Land lies ahead as anxious

forecasters huddle around

computer screens tracking

its  destructive path.

People scatter like ants.

Some flee before the storm

makes landfall,

and others board up windows

and stay behind

to protect their belongings.

They pray that the storm

will miss them,

and they wait

for the winds to hit.



The hurricane comes

and dumps its fury on

homes, and people,

and then, it leaves,

taking with it

precious belongings,

and hopes and dreams

of the future.

It stamps forever

on the human heart

the realization that

something exists

bigger than themselves;

That people matter

more than things;

and they learn

when they work together,

and respect each other,

anything is possible.


They learn, 

in caring for each other

they are not alone;

For underneath the skin,

and years of misconceptions,

they are the same:

they dream, they hope,

and they need

human connection,

and a faith in something

bigger than themselves.

They come to realize we all

need each other to survive,

and that love is stronger,

so much stronger

than any kind of hate.





Together,You Will Survive.


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“Written for the survivors and those who died  in the wild fires, hurricanes, and floods of 2017.”  Y.


TOGETHER, YOU WILL SURVIVE.                                 

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Even though its hard to see

When you’ve lost everything,

You will survive, you will go on.

There’s a song for you to sing,

Despite the days being long,

Your spirit will take wing. 


Fly above the flood  below.

Feel the pain and let it sting.

Inside, your strength will grow.

Grab a human hand and ask

For help to overcome your woe…

Together do the hardest task.


Found on Pinterest on 2-9-16. helping hands. Dalai Lama.

Know, faith and trust thrives,                               

So remove the mask you wear.

Give thanks to God, you’re both alive.

Show others that you still care.

Together, you will survive,

For God is everywhere.


Keep The Light Burning In The Darkness.


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Wake up in the early morning.                  

Found on Pinterest on 5-30-17. Painting of Vicente Romero. Polly Weitering Art Paintings.

Sing a little song.

Wake up, and greet the sun.

Let the birds sing along.


Let yourself become aware of

The blessings that you’ve got.

All around you, see the gifts

That a loving God has brought.


When the light of hope goes out,

And darkness falls at last,

Try to focus on the present,

Not the trauma of the past.

Found on Pinterest on 8-31-17. curiositiesbydickens. com.



Keep the light of love burning,                         

Although fear hold’s you tight,

For God’s love shines the brightest

Even in the darkest night.


Dealing With Fear.


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Remember fear can dwell

In a heart that’s lost its way

And it gains a better foot-hold

When we forget to pray.


It is easy to forget

That help is always near

When we keep our mind on God

And not give in to fear.


We can choose to cast out fear

And never let it return,

But life is full of tragedies,

As each of us will learn.


Having trust in something bigger

Assures an anxious heart, 

And helps us seek guidance

On the path we must chart.


We must learn to deal with feelings 

That can cause an overload,

And focus on the journey

As we walk down life’s road.


What Do You See?


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“What do you see, when you see me?”

I had it all when I was young.

My body was strong and confident,

And I had friends with whom I hung.


I loved doing the things I did.

I earned everyone’s respect,

And had money I could spend.

With people, I found I could connect.


My mind was quick and problem-solved

Most of the obstacles in my way.

I could cope with anything

And troubles seemed to melt away.


I lived with truth and integrity,

And believed in God on high.

I trusted people who I knew,

And I seldom had to cry.


“Don’t you know I wish that you

Knew me, liked me, back then

When I struggled less inside

‘With all I could have been?’ ” 


Now, I’m old and slow in thought.

My body has grown weak.

Many losses have occurred.

It’s  hard when I speak.


I cope with less, as time goes on

Than long, long ago.

I try hard to get things done

As the cold winds blow.


I am ill and cannot do

All the things I did.

My energy disappears,

And I am not a kid.


I have to accept the fact

My resources are thin.

I do my best to set some goals,

But I don’t always win.


I find I don’t know every thing;

I often make mistakes;

More often, than not, I find,

I don’t have what it takes.


It’s easier to find the truth,

And struggle with beliefs.

I’m not the giant I once was.

For this, my heart grieves.


“I wish you could have known 

The ‘me’ I use to be,

When I was so much more:

Strong, confident, and free.”