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Whispering A Prayer
Thank you, Lord, that I feel your peace, For your gentle love that will never cease. Lord, you are good, kind, and wise. I see with my heart and not my eyes, But the vision of you is clear and true, I feel your comfort when I come to you. In the valley’s dark and desert’s dry, When nights are long and I cry and cry, You are close by, and I hear you say, “I’m here, my daughter, I’ll light…
Let Out The Word Birds
Ready to start working on finishing the last book in my series, Daughters of the Clarence. Let Out the Word BirdsMy mind is moving on from here,It’s not a sharp ascent,But I am growing day by day,What’s the big event?I’m going to be a nanny,What a wonderful, precious gift,So I guess it’s time To give my game a lift.Although I’ve said it many timesIn prose and poetry and song,I say it again with…
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When it comes to Pruning
When you are part of a church and really feel connected, it is such a beautiful, precious thing, but when people leave, and things change, it can be so hard to trust God. Last week I was feeling sad and sat and prayed. I asked God for comfort, I wrote the words ‘When it comes to pruning’ and waited for God. This is the poem he gave me. I still don’t feel as brave or trusting as these words but it…
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Poem - To Open Wide
To open wide,My mouth, my arms, my mind and heart.To spread my wingsThrough ordinary things.To dance and write and dare to sing.To abandon shame for better things.Little steps, my brave self now,For gentle motion any how.To move, to speak, to vibrancy.To see small steps as currency. At this life moment to embraceA youthful heart, a new bright race.I am not dead. I can still dance.I give myself a…
New Hope
I have found myself in a time of new growth. It is an unexpected gift. At the beautiful little church I attend I was so happy. I felt the love and safety of true fellowship. I would sit in church and just feel encompassed in God’s love. As happens, the Pastor and his family moved on and I thought my heart would break. I felt scared, like I was losing that security. I questioned God, and I cried…
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My daddy fought a long battle with #Parkinson’s and #PTSD from Vietnam war. He loved God and honoured him. He is in Heaven now. Can I be relieved for him and yet just so sad too? #Grief #mourning #processing
This is my little girl crying saying goodbye to her grandad, my father, years ago. My daddy passed away a few days ago and I feel just like this. Clinging on. #Grief
Out with the old and in with the new. My journal is too full, time to start a new one. I’ve managed to edit 16 chapters of my novel and have been really enjoying reading it out loud to my mum. (Thank you for your encouragement mum.) so grateful for the wonderful church we attend and the blessing our brothers and sisters in Christ are. God bless and sweet dreams to everyone.
ONE WAY
By Cas Reeves
God isn’t frightened of our sin.
It doesn’t shock Him.
Life is not a competition
Where the ‘good girl’ wins.
Our sins
Are forgiven.
Our very nature is to sin.
So God forgave it all
So everyone can win.
Heaven is open
To the good, the bad,
The sane and the mad.
Our imperfections will linger
For this life,
But in the next,
If we accept salvation,
All that strife
Will be gone.
It’s not the sin we commit
That sends us to hell.
It’s the single sin
Of choosing to omit.
To be saved eternally
Requires repentance
And an acceptance,
That when Jesus died,
When he was crucified,
He took our place,
Our punishment, our sin.
He ran the race
We could never win.
Now all we have to do
Is to trust in Him.
Don’t fear falling down
It is accepting him
That gives you to the crown.
By God's grace, two more poems...
By God’s grace, two more poems…
Sometimes you need someone to give you a gentle shake. Just a few words of encouragement can go a long way. My friend Sandra gave me that this week and I am so grateful. Here are two poems I wrote a few weeks ago. I don’t feel like a ‘good’ Christian. I feel very flawed and lost in the fog of medication but there are small moments of clarity. It is God who is ‘good’ not me, it is by grace we are…
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Taking one more step by faith
Today it was a challenge to record these poems. I haven’t been sleeping well, my mind seems to think going to bed is the signal to start planning out how to change the world or take on a new career or renovate my childhood home and turn it into a retreat. Wonderful thoughts to contemplate but not helpful when you need to go to sleep. Thank you for taking the time to share my journey, we are all…
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The Journey Continues
This week has been a series of panic attacks. I have been really struggling and spent all day yesterday in my pyjamas refusing to to face reality or behave like an adult. I had my first appointment with a new psychologist on Friday. She was lovely but the stress of going over my history and diagnosis is profound. Anyway I have picked three poems to share and I hope they might be a blessing to…
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A New Poem
At Sea With God
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Daring To Share
I have been trying to get the courage up to actually record one or two of my poems and post them. I find people connect with what I am trying to express so much more when they hear it rather then just reading it. It feels like a a scary leap of faith but I got brave enough this morning, with my mum’s encouragement, to record these two poems I wrote recently. The move to a new house and the fact…
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The Prayer of a Medicated Soul
The Prayer of a Medicated Soul
By Cheryl Reeves 14-9-2022 Oh Lord my God When I just try to focus How thick the fog That makes my windows white. I cannot see, Or hear you voice Inside me. I am so lost, I beg you Melt this frost. And lift me up From broken couches hiding, Give me the strength To let myself cry. Let me with honest Eyes wide open, See who I am And feel the pain I feel. Let me be one, As you…
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It's Time To Try
It’s Time To Try
We are moved and settled at our new rental home at Beachmere. It’s beautiful and I feel very blessed. I really want to make the most of this new start. Isaac has moved out ready to make his new life with Shaylin. They get married in December. Rodney and I are now officially empty nesters. I’m missing Isaac but it is nice to have the house all to ourselves, (well not really, we have Judah Isaac’s…
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Unpacking
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