She takes on many task for the joy it brings
Chores no one else would do
Her days can be described as fun, chaotic, sometimes manic.
She polishes her wares,
Decorates her home
Adores her kids in their finest
Mums the word
When it's cold or hot
She remains steadfast
The glue which holds her home together
She can be whatever she wants
She can be stern, soft, loving, forgiving, gentle, rough, playful, skillful, all these and more.
Some call her mum, other mama, others mother. God mother, step mother, If you are in any if this categories Happy mother's day
Her smiles are reassuring
Like a rain bow after a storm
Her appearance gives confidence.
On a hot summer's day,
her arms offer a refreshingly cool embrace.
Mornings are happier with her warm bowl of porridge
Evenings made better with her soup of pumpkin and apple pie.
Mothers, without them the world will cease to be, mothers are the center of our world, with them we are reminded of God's love for us.
When I think of sunshine I think of you, your smile warms up the room
When I need peace I run to you,
Your words of encouragement fills me with hope
Your loving admonishment endears you to many,
Your kind and gentle ways has begotten you many sons and daughters
When I think of fun I remember you.
You are full of joy, hope, love and life.
You are my world mum I love you more each day.
Your presence Filled our hearts and home with love.
17 March 2012
13 February 2012
Happy Valentine's Day
The cold wind blows,
frost bites as temperature plunge, dentures shiver, Knees quiver.
Eyes are misted from icy blast,
Smiles frozen in winter's grip
Yet my heart is warmed within.
Not with a hot pot, or warming porridge, even though they help
But by Loves warm touch and embrace.
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In her smile I see purity
In her grip I sense no fear
In her delight I see innocence
In her embrace I see joy
In her talk I see honesty
In her looks I see awe
In her cries I see tenderness
In her quietness I see beauty
in her existence I see trust
In her calm I see truth
In her sleep I see peace
In her wakefulness I see rest
No wonder we are told except we are like little children.
In what way can you be a child again?
Happy Valentein's Day
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Love's colours painted the sky
It's deep and inviting
Love's note played on a string
It's pure, it's a tune of sweet melody
Love's look is one of grace
Looking beyond my faults and loving me still
Love's quest is to set me free from guilt,
Beautifying my heart with it's assurance and peace
Love's presence is to hold me in it's embrace, never letting go even when I try to break free.
love's kisses is one of pure delight, ignoring my past and embracing my unworthiness
Love's beloved is me, place me on a pedestal, dressed in royal robes, decorated in mercy, covered in grace and locked forever in his grip.
Never get tired of loving, never get tired of giving and forgiving, let the capacity of your heart be so big that you can take anything,and never get tired of showing you care.......Happy Valentine's Day.
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Friends are the warmth of a cold winter's day,
The gentle breeze on autumn's morning
The gentle glow of a receding sun, a reminder of the day's warmth and beauty
A friend's call makes a difference when hope is weaning
Their presence is felt even when they are miles away, because they've left a lasting feeling in the heart,
A friend is near, even when far, a friend calls, amidst the busyness of live,
The love of one's friend, never weans when circumstances changes but grows and remains strong
it is not silent, but actively lived out,
It's not abusive, but abounds when it's convenient and when it's not.
A friends love takes no advantage, but covers a fault.
It's always forgiving, never using, never accusing, but reproves in love.
Always near and always seen.
Imagine what the world would be like if we all are this kind of friends......
Happy Valentine's Day.
frost bites as temperature plunge, dentures shiver, Knees quiver.
Eyes are misted from icy blast,
Smiles frozen in winter's grip
Yet my heart is warmed within.
Not with a hot pot, or warming porridge, even though they help
But by Loves warm touch and embrace.
<><><><><><><><>
In her smile I see purity
In her grip I sense no fear
In her delight I see innocence
In her embrace I see joy
In her talk I see honesty
In her looks I see awe
In her cries I see tenderness
In her quietness I see beauty
in her existence I see trust
In her calm I see truth
In her sleep I see peace
In her wakefulness I see rest
No wonder we are told except we are like little children.
In what way can you be a child again?
Happy Valentein's Day
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
Love's colours painted the sky
It's deep and inviting
Love's note played on a string
It's pure, it's a tune of sweet melody
Love's look is one of grace
Looking beyond my faults and loving me still
Love's quest is to set me free from guilt,
Beautifying my heart with it's assurance and peace
Love's presence is to hold me in it's embrace, never letting go even when I try to break free.
love's kisses is one of pure delight, ignoring my past and embracing my unworthiness
Love's beloved is me, place me on a pedestal, dressed in royal robes, decorated in mercy, covered in grace and locked forever in his grip.
Never get tired of loving, never get tired of giving and forgiving, let the capacity of your heart be so big that you can take anything,and never get tired of showing you care.......Happy Valentine's Day.
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Friends are the warmth of a cold winter's day,
The gentle breeze on autumn's morning
The gentle glow of a receding sun, a reminder of the day's warmth and beauty
A friend's call makes a difference when hope is weaning
Their presence is felt even when they are miles away, because they've left a lasting feeling in the heart,
A friend is near, even when far, a friend calls, amidst the busyness of live,
The love of one's friend, never weans when circumstances changes but grows and remains strong
it is not silent, but actively lived out,
It's not abusive, but abounds when it's convenient and when it's not.
A friends love takes no advantage, but covers a fault.
It's always forgiving, never using, never accusing, but reproves in love.
Always near and always seen.
Imagine what the world would be like if we all are this kind of friends......
Happy Valentine's Day.
4 February 2012
Royalty
Weeks and months before the royal wedding of 2011, the media bombarded us with their analysis of both families. I got tired of it and wondered how the D day would be. It came and went, the bit I saw was lovely I must say.
This got me thinking about another royalty, as a child of God we are royalty, we are a royal pristhood, a holy nation, a peculiar people, joint heirs with Christ. This entitles us to heaven's best. Just like our earthly royals.
Have you noticed that the royals act in a certain way?
Their talk, walk, and associations are closely scrutinized. One step out of turn and they are summoned by Buckingham palace and crucify by the public.
Being a representative of the royal family, certain behaviours and attitudes are expected of them. Same is true of a child of God.
We are expected to act in a certain way,
Speak in a certain way
Carry ourselves with grace and humble pride.
Be compassionate, charitable, be ambassadors of the family we represent. (our heavenly home).
Only visit certain places
Court the friendship of certain people.
Dress in a certain way.
The list is endless.
Sometimes I think life as a royal is pretty tough, history is littered with fallen, disgraced royals who dare try to act like a "commoner". It cost some the throne, others their lives......
It is a shame that for most professed Christians, none of these traits can be associated with us, we talk like one, look like one, but act the opposite.
Those who professed to be Christians, the world is watching and they can smell fake a millimetre away, and are ready to plunge their knives at the first opportunity just to prove we aren't all we say we are.
So, are you born or adopted into it, .
It is a life of beauty one decorated with wealth,
an existence which demands standards, one which sets me apart.....
I strive not to be one
I am one.
Not from spoken words, though they count,
But in my looks, my hand shake, eye contact
My poise -and carriage.
Places I go
My associations,,,,,,,
I may fall short from time to time
But being mindful of who I am
Helps me live my life as a "Royal".
Are you one?
Think on these things.
What sets you apart as a Christian?
Is it what you say? Or do? or both?
This got me thinking about another royalty, as a child of God we are royalty, we are a royal pristhood, a holy nation, a peculiar people, joint heirs with Christ. This entitles us to heaven's best. Just like our earthly royals.
Have you noticed that the royals act in a certain way?
Their talk, walk, and associations are closely scrutinized. One step out of turn and they are summoned by Buckingham palace and crucify by the public.
Being a representative of the royal family, certain behaviours and attitudes are expected of them. Same is true of a child of God.
We are expected to act in a certain way,
Speak in a certain way
Carry ourselves with grace and humble pride.
Be compassionate, charitable, be ambassadors of the family we represent. (our heavenly home).
Only visit certain places
Court the friendship of certain people.
Dress in a certain way.
The list is endless.
Sometimes I think life as a royal is pretty tough, history is littered with fallen, disgraced royals who dare try to act like a "commoner". It cost some the throne, others their lives......
It is a shame that for most professed Christians, none of these traits can be associated with us, we talk like one, look like one, but act the opposite.
Those who professed to be Christians, the world is watching and they can smell fake a millimetre away, and are ready to plunge their knives at the first opportunity just to prove we aren't all we say we are.
So, are you born or adopted into it, .
It is a life of beauty one decorated with wealth,
an existence which demands standards, one which sets me apart.....
I strive not to be one
I am one.
Not from spoken words, though they count,
But in my looks, my hand shake, eye contact
My poise -and carriage.
Places I go
My associations,,,,,,,
I may fall short from time to time
But being mindful of who I am
Helps me live my life as a "Royal".
Are you one?
Think on these things.
What sets you apart as a Christian?
Is it what you say? Or do? or both?
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