Where The Birds Hang Out (Poem)

*This poem is dedicated to those that struggle, for family, to those who are confused; and to me: for a sister that has left me, friends I’ve lost, a mother that has forsaken me, and a father I miss dearly, my wife I cherish, and wisdom of all I hold onto. A man once said, ‘that if you don’t feel close to God anymore, it wasn’t Him Who moved.’

A Day of comfort is near; and if you read this and are worthy, then peace I bid to you. The world has dark corners, but light makes our shadows invisible; find Light again and open the door. I hear a knock ! I opened the door and alone no more. -Moraldiplomat

Where The Birds Hang Out (Poem)

Morning rise, boats can be seen; aloft the silky waves a morning serene,
Sand fills the earth, cresting the water’s shore as if they meet to open a new door.

Ripples of torrent water flow to the edge; an ocean of sea, depths of dredge,
Captivating to a few and yet this parcel for all stands stout.

This truly is a place where the birds hang out.

We all cannot fly, but swim it seems; we are carried to the heights by our hopes and dreams,

For the Lord Himself gives us a taste- we must glimpse, this too, leaving nothing to waste.

Brisk walking travelers go with delight as birds determined but not for flight;
Rods are raise and lines are thrown, and in patience we snag a meal condoned.

White caps from blue fields lunge at the new door of sand as cool and warm breezes fill the land.

Morning now turns to even; sense of peace and no more tears, for this land forbids evil to ever live here.

Water below, water high above. A mirrored image of what is and what was,
Gazing at the horizon- Earth move never not. Acknowledging the truth many have not sought,

Now floating above the water as we pass through the closing door, waiting, wadding for wet hills of righteousness to lift us up and out…

For truly, this is a coast where the birds hang out.’

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A Place for Me

There is a special place in life, that needs my humble skill,
a certain job I’m meant to do, which no one else can fulfill.

The time will be demanding and the pay is not too good
and yet I wouldn’t change it for a moment – even if I could.

There is a special place in life, a goal I must attain,
a dream that I must follow, because I won’t be back again.

There is a mark that I must leave, however small it seems to be,
a legacy of love for those who follow after me.

There is a special place in life, that only I may share,
a little path that bears my name, awaiting me somewhere.

There is a hand that I must hold, a word that I must say,
much love that I must give for there are tears to blow away.

There is a special place in life that I was meant to fill,
a sunny spot where flowers grow upon a windy hill.

There is a breeze blowing on a cloudy day that I must feel,
a moment in time to absorb; a picture surreal.

There’s always a tomorrow and the best is yet to be,
and somewhere in this world, I know there is a place for me./

2 Tim 1:9 “Who hath saved us, and called us with an holy calling, not according to our works, but according to his own purpose and grace, which was given us in Christ Jesus before the world began, …..

1 Thess 2:12 “That ye would walk worthy of God, who hath called you unto his kingdom and glory.

Gal 5:13 “For, brethren, ye have been called unto liberty; only use not liberty for an occasion to the flesh, but by love serve one another.

Cup Of Bitterness (Poem)

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So many people are missing out on the abundance of life because they can’t give up the bitterness of some past misgiving. Oh, what a tragedy! Bitterness will eat one up inside to the place where they cannot function in the life given them.

The poem below is my own work, which I was inspired to write in about 1999, when a loved one literally came to a standstill in their life because of the bitterness in their heart.” -Ruth H. U.

 

***Thanks Ruth. 🙂

 
I grasped the cup of bitterness
And proudly held it high.
I thought I’d teach a lesson
To the one who made me cry.

So disappointing was my plight,
So weak, my hurting soul;
But I held tight to bitterness
I would not let it go!

I’ll hold on to this bitterness
And let it fill my mind.
My friend must know that I am hurt
So why should I be kind?

As long as I keep grasping
This bitter cup of gall,
My friend will feel so badly
And soon he’ll trip and fall.

And then, in all my pittiness
I turned to God alone.
And, lo, I found that only “I”
E’er knew about my bitter stone.

My friend, he didn’t feel the hurt
That left me in despair,
For he was going on in life
While I was left, just standing there.

God gently took my feeble hand
And whispered, “Just forgive…
Then pray for he who’s wronged you
So you can truly live!”

I fell on knees before my God.
He washed away the bitter tears.
I felt His arms around me.
Quieting all my angry fears.

I bowed my head, and called on God
To give me sweet release.
Then handed Him my bitter cup
He handed me HIS perfect peace!

Credit: Ruth H. U.

…..God is good.” -Ruth H. U.

*Thanks again Ruth
John 14:27 “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.”

Matthew 5:4 “Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.”

Mark 11:25 “And when ye stand praying, forgive, if ye have ought against any: that your Father also which is in heaven may forgive you your trespasses.

Homebound (poem)

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My days are long in this old rocking chair…
I no longer can wonder out, I do not dare.
My heart is sad, my body is worn out….
They say they care, but this I doubt.

Nobody comes over, nobody calls…
So all I can do is sit and stare at the walls.
I wait and wonder if the phone will ring….
I wish it would, oh how my heart would sing.

Just a knock at the door, someone to say hi…
Would give me such happiness….
Will it happen? Please don’t make me cry.

I use to go to church, when I could stand…
People smiled at me and shook my hand.
They professed to love, and live by “THE BOOK”…
Now how they treat me, just take a look.

I hope they never get to the situation I’m in…
It’s terrible when you’re forced to be a shut in.
The days are long, sometimes the nights too…
I pray to God, for His love I know is true.

I try to remember Jesus, what You went through…
And I hold no grudge but it still makes me blue….
I remember on Calvary, what You did for me…
And I promise Lord to always honor Thee.

So as you once prayed, I will too….
Forgive them Father, they know not what they do.

Credit: Lona R.

Rev 3:2 “Be watchful, and strengthen the things which remain, that are ready to die: for I have not found thy works perfect before God.”

Mk 16:18 “They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.”

 

A Story Of Transformation

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I wasn’t going to post this; but I don’t know, somehow, I could relate to the following to some degree,…maybe many degrees- Maybe you will too; thanks Evan.” –Moraldiplomat

 

“There was a time in my life, a long time ago, when I felt very lonely in the world. Do you know what it is like to feel you will never be loved ? To never feel truly understood? To feel that when people see you, they are not seeing the real you – and they don’t even try to see the real you. It is like the real you is invisible to everyone but yourself – and everyone thinks you are somebody you are really not. To be next to a person and feel so far away. That kind of loneliness is even more lonely than being just by yourself. At least by myself, I can just be me. I can feel who I am.

I felt as if my life had no real value to anyone, and thus no value for myself. For me, this was worse than “death”, because death seems a relief from loneliness.

The tears of loneliness are one of the most painful experiences I have ever felt in my life. They are not tears of the body, but those of the soul. I wondered, why live when it seems so much easier to be dead?

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To be born into the world with so many people, and all your life feel alone. The present and the future seemed to stretch out into one long eternity. To tell you the truth, I did think of ending my life. But my heart told me, “That is against the law of both nature and God.” Were I to end my life, I think I would have only been creating more suffering for myself in the next life. But if an angel had come in those dark times and asked me if I wanted to leave this world, I would have gladly gone with her.

And that is how I knew I was in hell. If heaven is the place where you never want to leave, then hell must be the place where you always want to leave but can’t. The place worse than death. And for me, loneliness is such a place, and it is one such a hell. Always wanting to leave, but not knowing how, seeing no way out, and no one to save you. And this hell was inside me, and I carried it everywhere I went, all the time, unable to be free. If only I could be delivered, for I did not know how to deliver myself.

But an angel never came. Nobody came. Nobody came to save me. Nobody came to understand. The only person in the world, it seemed, was me. I was all alone, as it had always been, and seemed it always would be.

And in this darkness, I saw the only way out into the light… love. Love can save you. Love is the only way out of hell. Not someone loving you, because you can never expect anybody to love you. But you loving someone else. If no one loves you, at least you can love someone else. Love, without expecting love in return.

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And God, Who is love; He saved me! He will save you too, if but in your loneliness you call out to Him.

There are others who are suffering in the hell of loneliness – love them so they need not suffer as you have suffered. Live so that others need not experience the hell you have experienced. A gentle eye, a kind word, a helping hand, a patient ear, a ministering heart, a generous smile… these are the free acts of love you can give to ease the suffering of others. These acts of love take away loneliness – both their loneliness and yours. And they add to love – both theirs and yours.

I can’t guarantee anyone will ever love you back in the way you need to be loved. Love is always a choice, made freely by people and by fate. But I can guarantee that the love you choose to give freely, returns to you freely to live inside your heart. As love lives, so you live in love. For in the love you give to others, lies the seed of heaven. The hell of loneliness you once felt gradually fades away into the past. Love has the power to transform hell into heaven.

If you don’t understand any of this, then you are blessed, because you have not experienced the hell of loneliness, and so do not understand its language. Perhaps you live surrounded by love – or perhaps you feel you do not need love. But if you do understand the hell of loneliness, then know you are not alone. I know it may seem no one cares, but I care. That is why I write this for you. To let you know that you are not as alone as you may believe. And you need not envy those who never seem to have been lonely, for you are blessed too.

Yes, you are blessed too, even though you may not see it now. You are blessed because you have the chance to be stronger than others, for true strength is born from the ability to accept life and love and overcome weakness. You have the chance to know how to love, for those who have never been loved have no choice but to love others – or die.

The chance to always carry and feel love inside your heart, for that is the beginning and ending place of all love. To be a true survivor, for only those who have suffered can be said to have survived, and it is only the survivors who can become the true leaders and ministers of faith, hope and love. It is you who are blessed, because you have the chance to gain the power to transform hell into heaven, for only those who have been to hell can transform it into heaven. ”

Credit: Evan L.

Thanks Evan

Remember, even in times of loneliness, God is only a prayer away. He will never leave His own.

Heb 13:5 “Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. ”

Deut 31:6 “Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the LORD thy God, he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.

Rom 8:9 “But ye are not in the flesh, but in the Spirit, if so be that the Spirit of God dwell in you. Now if any man have not the Spirit of Christ, he is none of his.”

ENCOURAGE YOURSELF IN THE LORD!
1 Sam 30:6 “…………………..but David encouraged himself in the LORD his God.

Rom 13:8 “Owe no man any thing, but to love one another: for he that loveth another hath fulfilled the law.

Rooted

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‘Roots–more complex than that tangled part of an underground plant; …

A place to draw from, an essential part of growth; …

My beginnings that shaped and nurtured the future for me.
When my world feels shaky, as if my roots are being torn away,
And loved ones begin to depart, …

I have only to reflect on these golden memories that we call yesterday.

The smoothness of a baby’s skin;
A wrinkled smile that lights up the room;
Words of wisdom suggested with love;
Sad occasions where prayers are mingled with tears; ….

Happy holidays where love and laughter and good food abound;

Hands joined in prayer connecting with God and one another.

And then I know that my roots are secure.
For as a root draws water from the soil,
I, too, can draw strength from that innermost part of myself wherein my Father dwells; ….

Knowing that my roots are not gone
But are tenderly and lovingly multiplying,
Sending out new growth in the never-ending scheme of life —

Which has perfect order.’

“God’s plan has always been about beginnings and endings; new roots were being added to our family, and I thanked God that in every season He still sends hope and joy.”

Eph 3:17 “That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love, …

Col 2:7 “Rooted and built up in him, and stablished in the faith, as ye have been taught, abounding therein with thanksgiving.”

 

Get Ready! 2017 Like it or Not

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“On the edge…..

There will be moments when the only thing left is for you to question your existence. Life can be so damned hard for each of us.

There are always days when we get so lonely and depressed. When we cry. When the world has lost its colors. When the rest of the world is happy and you are not.

There will be times when we lose all reasons for living; and problems will seem so hard that we wish there was no such thing as tomorrow.

But then again, we should also know, that they are just another bitterness in life trying to twist the personage in each of us; and corrupt our perceptions about life.

When these times happen, do not succumb to the temptations of giving up. Yes, to live is to suffer and the only way to be happy is to suffer willingly.

We don’t have to go through the school of hard knocks; we can do it God’s way. However, the worst of times can also yield many lessons in life. When we do go through life’s extremes, we don’t have to give up. Someone once said, “When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that, in truth, you are weeping for that which has been your delight.”

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Thanks anonymous 😐

God’s Word says it like this:

1 Peter 4: 12-13 “Beloved, think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened unto you: But rejoice, inasmuch as ye are partakers of Christ’s sufferings; that, when his glory shall be revealed, ye may be glad also with exceeding joy. ”

John 16:33 “These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world. ”

James 1:2-4, “My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.

Rom 8:18 “For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.