Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Day 31 Poem: Maybe (and what I've shared)

I've managed to write and share a poem with y'all everyday this month.  I ended up sharing more then I intended.
I shared my pain - my heart ache.
I shared my fears.
I shared a little bit of my hope.
I dared to share what I was thinking or feeling that day in a poem.

Here is my last poem.

Maybe
 
Wishful thinking, full of hope,
Maybe it's not wishful, maybe,
its the truth, it floats
around in my head, driving me crazy.
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
And here you will find the last post over at OctPoWriMo
 
And the last blog hop of October. 

Monday, October 29, 2012

Day 29 Poem: Gawky Annie Laurie

Today's poem prompt is to write about yourself as if you were writing about someone else. I don't think I really did this. I ended up making fun of myself. Which might be a good thing...

There is a poem out there title Annie Laurie by William Douglas and its also an old Scottish song. It's the song of old I'm preferring to in my poem. Again I'm making fun of myself not the poem or the song.

Gawky Annie Laurie (Me)
 
Gawky Annie Laurie, like the song of old,
But she's not waiting for love to return,
No, she's waiting for God to unfold,
life before her at every turn.
 
Gawky Annie Laurie like the song of old,
long and lanky, one friend said,
green-blue eyes to behold,
hide behind wired glasses and pumpernickel bread,
color hair
 
Gawky Annie Laurie like the song of old,
timid prayer warrior at church,
here is where she's bold,
she's wait for the Lord, perch.
 
Gawky Annie Laurie like the song of old
wish to break from the mold.
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
 
Here are The Corries singing Annie Laurie.
 
 




and here is the blog hop:

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Day 30 Poem: My Today's Feelings



Today I find I can't write a whole poem so I wrote a few lines here and there. It's been a crazy day. so today's poem is titled "My Today's Feelings

My Today's Feelings
 
As the day flew by
I wondered can it get any worse?
 
Locked out of the house
Locked out of the car
Car keys locked inside the house
Cell phone locked inside car
 
By the end of the day
what do I wish had happen?
 
I can't say what I wish to say
I can't write what I wish to write.
 
 

Today's Thoughts Secrets


Since October is almost over and November is about to start I'm thinking a lot about writing and what I'm going to write for NaNoWriMo which is next month.
I came across a YouTube video with OneRepublic Secrets as the sound track. So I went looking for one of their video, which is below.

Here are the first few lines

I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
'Til all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I've said

(Read more: ONEREPUBLIC - SECRETS LYRICS)

These lyrics express what I'm thinking about... OK the whole song.  When I write I want to convey my "secrets' not that I have any really BIG secrets.  What I think of as my secrets are my emotions.  I want to bleed on the pages so to speak and show emotions through the story.

Yesterday my story changed.  I planned to try to write a romantic comedy, not another dark drama.
Not sure if what I'm going to write will be a dark drama but it's not going to be a romantic comedy either.
The story in my head before I felt was an so-so story so I keep asking what can I do to change it.  The answer came yesterday. 

I hope to have some funny moments in this story.  Goodness know I need it.

In my story all I know is there is a girl but not sure she's getting a love story yet.  The story is about human relationships.

And here is OneRepublic Secrets



Day 28 Poem: Life Talks

Today's poem prompt was to take a quote from the blog post and write a poem.  Here is the quote I picked:
 
You lie there kicking like a baby, waiting for God himself
To lift you past the rungs of your crib. What
Would your life say if it could talk?



—from “No Fly Zone” by Tracy K. Smith (Pulitzer Prize Winner)


So what would my life say if it could talk?
Here is my answer.

Life Talks
 
So you feel like you're afloat?
Darling, I think you think about,
it too much. I don't mean to gloat,
I've thrown a lot at you, never once completely back out.
 
You are my quiet fighter,
you sit and wait like a spider.
 
by Annie Laurie Gray
 
For some reason there is not a code for the blog hop over on the OctPoWriMo Blog today.... sorry no blog hop today.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Day 27 Poem: Stranger

For today's poem I just started writing my thoughts down and then cut up the pages. Picked out some of the lines and created a poem.  Funny it helped me realize something really important. Read and see.

Stranger
 
Does God have a detailed plan for us?
 
In August a seed was planted in my mind,
create a blog and start writing again,
go to the coffee shop and write.
 
In November last year
 
Life changed for me
A stoke changed my grandmother
Dependent on us
Independent and strong - gone.
My cousin and I the prime caregivers
I didn't mind
wanted to help
improve her life
 
But God knew
My soul sat in the dark
only a few things brought in light,
my God,
my family,
friends at the coffee shop,
and this stranger
 
For a few years now
I met my friends on Wednesday for what we called coffee club,
meant to be a college group,
but I'm no longer in college,
talked about the bible and our lives,
Noticed this guy at some point writing in his notebook.
 
After November
 
I started looking for him to come in,
sometimes he did, sometimes he didn't,
I just wanted to see him,
sound like a crush doesn't it?
But it wasn't
Something... good, but not a crush,
I couldn't explain it even to myself.
 
Summer came
 
I stopped going to the coffee shop,
but in August God planted a seed,
go to the coffee shop and write.
And don't forget to look for him.
Only there was no need to look he's there.
Learned his name
but now to shy to talk to him,
 
Is this all by chance?
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
Hi K.C. I doubt you'll see this but thank you.
Your friend, Annie.

To me this poem say that someone I didn't know ended up being important even if it was only for that moment.


Friday, October 26, 2012

Day 26 Poem: Nervousness

Nervousness
 

Nervousness is like a wall built up within seconds made of mud and bricks.
Between you and another person or what you really want to do.
My question is... are you going to break through or stand there.
By Annie Laurie Gray

This is the question I'm asking myself today. Am I going to break through that wall or stand there?

I found this YouTube video when checking the spelling of seconds.

It's a sweet video on what can happen in a second, an idea that most people can relate too.  Also goes along with the idea of my poem.



Please comment.

and here is the blog hop:

Today's thoughts Oct. 26 NaNoWriMo

I signed up for NaNoWriMo Right now the website is a bit of a mess must be getting ready for midnight November 1, 2012.

According to the website this is my 6th year to sign up. I have yet to write 50,000 words in 30 days, but every year I try.
I do write stories and try to write novels at other times during the year but during NaNoWriMo you know other people around the world are also writing and trying to reach that 50,000 words goal too.

and that amazing to me.

This year my writing motto is a Ernest Hemingway's quote

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” 

So that the plan.  What story will make me bleed?  What story will make me put everything I feel on to the page?

Writing poetry this month helped me to express my feelings in words not saying it was perfect but I did share things I wouldn't normally.  During NaNoWriMo I'm giving me the challenge to put all that into prose, and to hit that 50,000 word mark.
I know the story that will make me bleed on to the page, and it's going to be fiction. It's more along the line of the idea how would you change your life and now go write it.

I'm not going to change much.
My heroine going to have a hearing lost (I have only written one short story where the heroine is hard of hearing)

She going to stuggle with many of the same things I struggle with, some I wrote about in my poems lately.

I don't have a plot, but the creator of NaNoWriMo says no plot no problem.

and if you wish to join me in this writing challenge here is the link again NaNoWriMo and my NaNo name is algray.

I hope to see you there.
Oh and if you don't mind I'm curious what do y'all think of NaNoWriMo or just the idea of writing 50,000 words in a month. Please comment below.

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Day 25 Poem: Oh Crush

Today's OctPoWriMo Poetry Prompt is Love Story. To write about my love story.

When I think of Poetry and Love I think about being in Love.

I have never been in love.

And True Love

For some reason I am remembering Westley in the movie Princess Bride say "True Love" at Miracle Max's house. Now that a movie that makes you believe in true love. "As you wish."

And strangely that bring me to crushes, because Westley love Buttercup but he can't tell her (good example  and definition for a crush) so instead he say "As you wish." (If you have never seen this movie I'm telling you go rent it now!)

I have had plenty of crushes.

Here's my poem

Oh Crush
 
Oh Crush, why are you here?
I'm not going to act,
and he doesn't know, he is, to act.
 
I sit here and watch or ignore
whatever the case may be,
wonder and dream does he like me?

by Annie Laurie Gray
 
 
 
And here are the other poets who wish to share their poems with you.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Day 24 Poem: Numbers Change

Numbers Change
 
Silence tick-tock the black numbers change on the clock,
the people on the screen pull me in, slap,
I could put my brain to use - dock,
on the couch - maybe I'll take a nap.
 
Silence tick-tock the black numbers change on the clock.
 
Yeah I feel like I'm wasting time today.
 
Ok is the blog hop: 

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Day 23 Poem: Video Me

Video Me
 
At the thought of a video me,
I don't shake in my boots, heart doesn't race away,
I worry about my speech, have since I was three,
the "s" sound, the "sh", the "ch" and "z" where does the lips and tongue lay.
 
And my voice do I have a "deaf" voice,
the up and down pitchs that make voices interesting are they there?
I've been told there is a hint of a "deaf" voice
but really I don't live in despair.
 
Hopefully you will just think its a cute accent,
and me a few comments, you're two cents.
 
ok I made a video but can't seem to download it.
 
 
 
And here is the blog hop:

Monday, October 22, 2012

Day 22 Poem: Smoother (Extended)

Yesterday I wrote and posted the a short four lines poem. A few of you commented and I keep thinking about it, so now the short four lines poem titled Smoother is extended and it 10 lines longer then yesterday. Enjoy!

Smoother
 
I think writing would go smoother,
if I just sat down at the computer,
and bled, but my heart
not ready to break and fall apart.
 
I guess I need to get ready to bleed,
take everything I wish to hide and write,
on the page the red stain lead,
taking every secret I hold tight.
 
To be strong and courageous,
and let my heart remember its beats,
broken or not, its adventurous,
and letting go emotional might be sweet.
 
At least, let go on the page,
and then I might live like the writers braves.
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
And here are the other poets who wish to share their poems. 

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Day 21 Poem: Smoother

Smoother
I think writing would go smoother
if I just sat down at the computer
and bled, but my heart
not ready to break and fall apart. 
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 


Saturday, October 20, 2012

Day 20 Poem: Quiet Place

Quiet Place
I wish to escape the noisy world,
to go to a quiet place,
instead of hearing this electric whirled,
where we can talk face to face.
 
Whoever you are, be daring and bold,
the same goes for me let's agree,
to explore the street of old,
for that quiet place to flee.
 
Can't wait to meet whoever you are,
Until then I'll keep wishing on God's shining star.

By Annie Laurie Gray

Friday, October 19, 2012

Day 19 Poem: Cross That Line (Carpe Diem)

Cross That Line (Carpe Diem)
 
Sometime in my life I drew a line,
an invisible line, its mark my comfort zone,
sometimes I move it forward, sometimes back, by mine,
sometimes by others, maybe a line in the dirt, or built of stone
 
With shaking knees I cross
that line, heart racing, palms sweating,
every time worried I'll get toss,
right back, try not to do anything upsetting.
 
Once with music blasting, I drove into a stream of cars
called interstate, pushing that line forward,
talked to my crush, only he dating someone
now the line moved back, but I grew stronger
 
Carpe Diem- must cross that line again,
and again, and again, and again, I hope it never ends
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
Once again here are the other poets wishing to share their poems with you, here is the blog hop


Thursday, October 18, 2012

Day 18 Poem: Last Night's Storm

Last Night's Storm
 
Tap, tap, tip against the windows, roof, and doors,
the light winked at me, in that moment blind,
then the wink is over, my bare feet on the floor,
Ka-boom hit the air, just in case I searched for a flashlight to shine.
 
And here are the other poets who wish to share their poems with you, the blog hop:


Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Day 17 Poem: Angel of Hope

Angel of Hope
 
Oh Lord, I want to know the bubbly fearful Hope,
to believe that he will bring something,
good, that make my heart jump for joy, into today's scope,
and isn't the bitter cold winter's sting.
 
I once feared the imaginable Hope,
instead of dreams I visioned the worst scenarios
to protect my heart, scared that I stood on an icy slope,
of a nosedive downward ratio.
 
Today, send me the fire blazing Angel of Hope,
along with the angels - sword carrying Courage and sweet Blessing
take me off this dangerous slope
for me to stop this game of guessing.
 
Give me the hope of spring in the color changing fall,
and let the bitter sting of winter not come at all. 
 
And now as always the blog hop: 

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Day 16 Poem: Beast of Fears

Beast of Fears
 
I want to face the Beast of Fears,
the monster every child reckon lives,
in the dark, under their beds, in their closets and might appear,
but only I know where this beast lives.
 
It lives in my heart, mind and soul,
I want to do more then just look it in the eyes,
but it whisper fear upon fear it grows,
to see this scary guy real size.
 
I want to throw him from the high story window,
watch him fall and break into a million non-merge able pieces,
for him not to exist not even in limbo,
out of my heart, mind and soul - defended.
 
But its not going to happen on mere strength alone,
Its going to take faith in the true King on the throne.
 
Here the blog hop 

Monday, October 15, 2012

Day 15 Poem: Winter's Weave

 Winter's Weave
 
It's hints in the cool breeze through the trees,
full with green, yellow,orange, and red leaves
And in the busy work of ants and bees,
Winter is coming there's no stopping her weave.
 
November is coming
That awful week is forthcoming.
full of more then just stuffed turkey and tummies,

Last year a death on Sunday's evening,
turkey, dressing, and grief on Thursday,
on Saturday a funeral in the morning,
a stroke strike at night - death adorning day. 
This year no Thanksgiving without grieving.
 
And now the Poets' blog hop...enjoy.
 


Love One Another


Love One Another


            Today I read the words, "Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say again it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all." (Philippians 4:4a)  At the word gentleness, the lyrics to a song, "They'll Know We Are Christians By Our Love" came into my head. This song is inspired from John 13:35.

            In John 13:34-35 Jesus said, "A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another." 

            I know one thing for sure; I want the world to know I'm a follower of Christ! Not by the words from my mouth or the words on this blog but from my love.  Actions speak louder than words.

            And I know there were times in my life (and dreadfully there will be more times) when my actions didn't show my Christian beliefs but, I hope my love will speak louder than my actions and my words. I hope.

I pray:

My Dear Lord Jesus Christ,

I ask You for the love You spoke of in John 13:34-35.  I ask for Your love for the person reading this post and that You bless them as only You can bless them, for they are fearfully and wonderfully made by Your hands into Your image. In Your awesome, great, holy name I pray. Amen!    

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Day 14 1/2 Poem: What I See

Since the poem I posted earlier today is screaming sadness I decide to add a short poem to the list inspired by today's OctPoWriMo prompt written by Morgan.

The Word Prompt is reflection.

So here is the poem:
What I See
 
What I see when I look in your eyes,
I see Christ,
maybe that what I like...
 
 
And here is the blog hop I didn't post on the last poem....
 
 


Day 14 Poem: Loves to Laugh

Loves to Laugh
 
My heart holler out,
my soul scream,
inside me hurt - a hollow hole.
 
Something missing - three somethings -someones
my Granddaddy. my Gran, and my Uncle John
 
I once screamed in a dream
to you God, BRING MY FAMILY BACK,
now I scream BRING MY FAMILY'S JOY BACK
 
I remember,
Oh, how my family loved to tease and laugh,
sharing stories of childhood past,
I heard a million and one times,
But never grew tired laughter and of stories that binds.
 
Can we get back to the family who loves to laugh?

By Annie Laurie Gray
 
As you can see today is not a good day, maybe it's the weather? Dark clouds hang from above and rain falls like my tears. I remember laughter but then I realized we hadn't really laughed in a while, a good soulful belly shaking laugh. so my poem meant for a happy memory or two turned to a soulful hurt.

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Day 13 Poem: My Words' Well

My Words' Well
 
Is the well dry?
Where are the words,
What I am I feeling other then shy?
the words were coming in herds
 
Daring myself to step,
outside my comfort zone,
need to reach into my depth,
deep beneath the bone
 
To where my heart sit,
to the emotions ruling my guts,
be me as luck would have it,
Go sit down on my writer's butt.
 
I'm thinking I need to go back over the OctPoWriMo Prompts hopefully they're inspire me to write and share what's in my depth deep beneath my bone...
And also here is the blog hop. 
 


Friday, October 12, 2012

Day 12 Poem: Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge
 
God, I ask You not to destroy,
my enemies, but to give them joy,
to bless them, give them everything
their hearts desire, keep building
their spirits into Your Son's image.
Let their blessings be without limits.
 
Yes, I admit revenge sound so sweet,
the game they played was no treat.
 
Lord, You said love your enemies turn the other cheek,
give me Your unbreakable strength where I am fragile and weak.
You are the one even satan could not beat,
You welcomed even Your enemies to Your feast.
 
I want to move on, forward, live.
Oh what sweet revenge to show them I forgive.
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
 
And as always here are the other poets who wish to share their poems with you.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Day 11 Poem: I Want to Ask Him

I Want to Ask Him

Here I go again, heart pounding,
tongue twisted, and lips frozen in a line,
women's, men's a child's here and there, voices surrounding.
Could he just give me a hint, a sign?

My mind is blank feeling the stress,
but on the drive here full of questions,
like Do you feel the passion to follow Jesus?
Eyes on menu, but can't make a selection,

Instead I ask about his day,
Do you want more? More, not what the world will give but what God can give?
Again my mind goes blank like a black hole in the milky way.
Do you want to change in Christ, really live?

I want to ask him a question that might strike him as odd,
"Are you a man of God?"

By Annie Laurie Gray
 
And as the new always here are the other poets who wish to share thier today poem with you. Also it's not to late to join us at OctPoWriMo

Handle It


Handle It


            “Roll with the punches.”

            “If life gives you lemons make lemonade.”

            “God will not give you more than you can handle.”

            “Handle it.”

            People use these phrases when they're telling someone else to go handle the problem.  A person may or may not know how to deal with the problem but they're told to go" handle it."  They are to just deal with it, do it, and more forward. 

            Some people will grow and learn to survive, it will toughen them up.  Create thick skin and a sharp tongue.

            It may even create a harden heart.

            God doesn't want a harden heart.

            No, God wants an open heart to Him. 

            "Therefore tell the people, this is what the LORD almighty says ‘Return to me' declared the LORD Almighty 'and I will return to you" Zechariah 1:3.

            Return to the Lord Jesus Christ.

            There are some things in life we can't handle.  These things are way over our heads.  The Bible doesn’t say God will not give you more than you can handle.

            It's says don't worry, God will deal with it.  Return to Him.  Remember, pray to Him for healing, for Him to take matters into His own hands and for the right outcome.

            Jesus wants you to remember Him, to seek Him, to trust Him, and to return to His arms where he can protect you, know you and guide you.

            He loves you so much He died on the cross for you.

            What an awesome, mighty Lord we serve!

Blessings,

Annie Laurie Gray

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Day 10 Poem: Coffee Shop

Coffee Shop
 
The noise buzzed like a wacky cartoon from years past,
Friends greet friends as they walk in the door.
The mix of local families and college kids exalted,
 from the smell and taste of coffee create a strange cast.
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
 

Here is the Blog Hop for today check out these other poets' blogs. 

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Day 9 Poem: Blue Eyes Angel

Blue Eyes Angel
 
Blue eyes angel watching over me,
silly, funny until I'm laughing with glee,
showing me God's love.

By Annie Laurie Gray
 
Thank you for reading my poem. 
Here are the other poets who wish to share their poems with you.


Monday, October 8, 2012

Today's Thoughts Oct. 8 a question for you.

Hello Monday, I see you are back again.

When I started this blog I thought I'd share my thoughts every day but that not how it turned out.

I have a question for you, dear reader, (warning: It's a long question -well more then one question really)

Do you believe you can "hand over" your life to God and He will deal with each and every detail - Your job? What you will do today and how well you work? If you are unemployed do you believe God will help you find a job? Your relationships with your wife, your husbend, your children, your parents, your siblings? and if you're not married... do you think He'll help you find the "right" person?

I want to believe that God cares about every detail of my life but at times I have a hard time believing.

I keep telling myself to Trust Him

Some days I'm trusting Him and I'm happy.  Other days all I do is worry nonstop, on those days I ask the question: Is God helping me or is He just sitting back and watching me stubble?

Funny thing is as I write this post the answer to my question come to me.

Having Faith means trusting God, when I don't understand what is going on or even when I think I understand what going on.

Please answer anyway if you wish, in the comments below.
I'm curious about what you have to say.

God bless you,
Annie Laurie

Day 8 Poem: To City Girl (My best friend)

Yesterday Poetry Prompt challenged the poets of OctPoWriMo to write about their best friend.  So I did write about mine.  Since I already posted a poem yesterday I'm posting my best friend poem today.

 To City Girl
 
First
we didn't talk much
Roommates thrown together by a computer
because our initials are both A.G.
Yes, no and simple answers to basic interview questions.
 
But then
I decided what the heck
and sat on the ledge of our second story dorm room,
you sat with me,
watching students cross the red brick quad.
 
Up all night,
talking about boys,
Giving them ice cream flavors nicknames,
like Ben and Jerry,
Pecan Pie, and Turtle.
 
I miss those days,
But I still talk to you over the phone about boys,
still giving them crazy nicknames,
like Brownie Boy,
Video Game Guy. 
 
I miss you,
I need to visit you, City Girl,
Your Good 'O County Girl best friend.
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
 
This poem is for OctPoWriMo 31 poems in 31 days.  Check out the blog and see what today's poetry prompt is.  or to enter and join us in the poetry journey for the rest of October. And now here are the other poets who wish to share their poems with you.

Rejoice and Be Happy


 

       God wants us to rejoice and be happy.

            But here’s the thing, He wants us to rejoice no matter what; in the good and the bad times whatever your life might look like.

            Your life may look similar to Habakkuk who had to deal with a rotten king who didn't worship God but rather pagan gods. God told him worse was coming. The Babylonians were coming to take the Jews into exile for 70 years.

            But still he comes to see the world differently he said, "Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the field produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my savior. The Sovereign LORD is my strength he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to go on the heights" (Habakkuk 3:17-19).

            Habakkuk decided to rely on the LORD for his strength.

            Now Judah's future looked pretty bad but God told another prophet, Jeremiah, “’For I know the plans I have for you,' declared the LORD, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future'" (Jeremiah 29:11).

            God is telling all of us the same thing.  Rejoice in the LORD Jesus Christ, He wants you to be happy and He has plans and a broader perspective for you.  Trust Him.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Day 7 Poem: A Wallflower in the Corner

A WallFlower in the Corner
 
 
I want to hide
out of sight
at home watching T.V.
 
But then no one will know I exist
 
I want to hide
in the corner, out of sight
where I smell coffee brewing
 
I'm around people
but still no one know I exist
 
I want to hide or do I?
watching people and writing.
Someone watch me?
 
I'm not sure I want to hide
but I do want to hide, heart's beat speed up
but I do want to exist to someone.
 
By Annie Laurie Gray
 
What do y'all think? Feel free to share in comments below.
And once again here are the poets who wish to share thier poems with you today. Oh and also you are welcome to join us on this poetic journey called OctPoWriMo 31 poems in 31 days.  And also in comment share the link to your own blog or poem.

God Bless you this sunday,
Annie Laurie

 
 


Saturday, October 6, 2012

Day 6 Poem: You, Lord

I want to work for You, Lord
So I pray.
I wish to hear from You, Lord
So I'm still.
I wish to stand with You, Lord
So I wait.

By Annie Laurie Gray

This poem is for the writing potry challenage called OctPoWriMo 31 Poems in 31 days. It's not to late to join.

And now the Blog Hop. Here are others who wish to share today's poem with you.

 

Friday, October 5, 2012

Day 5 Poem: God, the Farmer

God, the Farmer
 
Our God plants a seed.
Does He walk away
or does He sit there watching it grow?
In His out of time kingdom
where the past, present, and future blend.
 
I say He's watching you and me grow.

By Annie Laurie Gray
 

Oh by the way these poems are for OctPoWriMo 31 poems in 31 days check out the link for more information and it's not too late to join us on this journey.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Day 4 Poem: Granddaddy's Watch

Granddaddy's Watch
I picked up my granddaddy's watch,
a reminder of someone I loved and still love
A talker,
a salesman,
a traveler.
 
I winded the watch, setting it back to life.
How I wished I could wind back time,
to the beach,
to the first taste of oysters,
to a wet curly eared dog named Max.
 
I put the watch on my wrist, its heavy.
Its now something he shared with me at the end of his life,
like angels,
like prayers,
like our belief in our Lord.
 
 


Love: Unfailing Love


 

Psalms 13:

"How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever?

How long will You hide Your face from me?

How long must I wrestle with my thoughts

and every day have sorrow in my heart?

How long will my enemy triumph over me?

Look on me and answer, O Lord my God

Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death.

My enemy will say 'I have overcome him,'

and my foes will rejoice when I fall.

But I trust in Your Unfailing Love;

my heart rejoice in Your salvation.

I will sing to the LORD,

for He has been good to me."

                        I don't know what David did at the time to feel that God had forgotten him, but I know what it feels like to feel like God is billions and billions of miles away sitting in heaven where I can't feel his presence in my life. 

                      My family lost three people to death between the months of July 2011 and April 2012.  First my grandfather grew weak and sick and passed away in July last year.  Then the Sunday before Thanksgiving my Aunt P and Uncle J went to South Carolina to visit their daughters, one daughter was expecting a baby. 

            Aunt P was showing the baby clothes she had bought as Uncle J lay on the bed.  When my uncle reached over to pet the dog he fell off the bed.  Because he had a big smile on his face my aunt and cousin thought he was playing around but he doesn't get up. Something had happened and he fell off the bed- dead.  They never got a pulse.  

            My aunt and her daughters held the funeral in South Carolina.  The night after the funeral my beloved Grandmother had a stroke in the hotel.  I helplessly watched her fall as she was brushing her teeth.  For a week the doctors told us she was going to pass away but we decided to take a risk and take her home.  She lived for about four and half months after the stroke but she was completely dependent on us since her right side was paralyzed and could only speak a few words.  In April she passed away too.

            I never dreamed I would lose her, she seemed so strong to me.

            So I know what it's like to feel that God has forgotten me.

            Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew in my heart of hearts that God didn't leave. He stood there holding me, waiting for me to seek Him again.

            My Psalms to God

How long, Lord will You stay away from me?

How long will You not say a word?

How long will I wrestle with my fears

and every day hold sorrow in my heart?

How long will this enemy beat at me?

Look at me Lord, answer me! My Lord My God

Where are you?

Bring Your light back to my eyes or will I gaze forever into space?

Fear will say "I have overcome her,"

and it will rejoice as I lay broken and alone in my room.

But I trust in Your unfailing love;

my heart rejoice in Your salvation.

I will sing to the LORD,

for He has been good to me.

(Inspired by Psalms 13 and the last four lines are quoted.)

Thank You Lord Jesus Christ for Your unfailing Love and that You never leave us!

In Your Holy Name I pray Amen!

May God bless you,

Annie Laurie
 
(Scripture taken from the NIV Quest Study Bible, Revised 2004 Zondervan Pub.)

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Day 3 Poem: A Mirror Image

Today's poem is inspired by the OctPoWriMo blog post from yesterday.  I decided to ask a question and see what I wrote. Here's what came from the tip of my pen.


A Mirror Image 

It's hard for a shy person
to like another shy person.
Hello get stuck in the throat,
and eyes twirl in a windward,
never settling on their mark.
 
Earphone in ear say don't talk to me,
Eyes glued on sceen say you are not important.
A mirror image
Earphone in my ears, but I want to talk,
Eyes glued on my computer screen but... can we be friends?
 
A sneaky thought cross my mind
"Give up the ghost on this one already,
you tried to talk to him and understood not a word.
Your worst nightmare, isn't it
Girl with hearing loss?
 
Another voice come to mind, small and gentle,
"You are mine,
you moved at my command,
you talked at my command
Now trust Me, I am I Am its clay in My Hands.
 
Once again a thought sneak in "Maybe he has a girlfriend,"
"Clay" came a whisper.
 
 
Inspired also by Jeremiah 18:1-6
 


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Today's Thoughts Oct. 2

Today, I prayed about my health, a few hours later I'm checking out the gym the town called Max Fitness. I'm pretty sure I'm going to join.

This is still along the line of changes like yesterday's "Today's Thoughts"

I know changes is coming, it's part of life.  So I pray for blessings and leave my life in God's hands.  He can create a better life then I can.  He's better at creating a new day and I prefer He be in control then me. 

Does this mean I wouldn't try to control my life? No.  Most likely I'll try to take control of it in 5 minutes or least after leaving this computer.
 But then hopefully I'll pray again for God to take control.

A life with God is scary but a life without Him is even more scary to me.

Poem: Sleeper

I sense I am asleep beside the path,
God created for me.
 
In black of night I heard Him call my name,
O Sleeper Awake.
 
He awaken my ear to hear His voice,
A ear deaf at birth.
 
It hears His voice but nothing else,
Not the song birds in the trees
 
With His voice He awaken me,
the Sleeper beside the path.

Monday, October 1, 2012

Today's Thoughts Oct. 1st

Today I posted about being content but then realized lately I haven't been content with my life.  I fall into the world's trap again of thinking my life need to be a curtain way. (I wrote the post a few weeks ago but planned to post it today)

It's October 1st.  I can feel the changes in the air. Every year I think it's more then just the cool air bring winter.

I always prayed for change. Last year in November change came but not the kind I hoped for. (More about that in a later post)  This year I'm going to change my prayer, instead of praying for change I plan to pray for blessings.

Poem: Force of Love

Put on the Armor of God,
with His Force of Love
you can beat the odds.
Pray,
for everything and all
 
If you were to fall
repent
and God will extend the call
again
For God is Love
 
By Annie Gray
 
 
 


The Secret of Being Content



            Most likely you have seen, read, or even heard the verse, “I can do all things in Christ who strengthens me.” (Philippians 4: 13 NKJV)

            These words have led many to make it through trials in life and to achieve awards in sports and academics all in the name of Jesus Christ and the strength He gave them. But have you ever looked at the rest of the paragraph the words before Philippians 4:13?

            My favorite quote for Philippians 4:13 is from the NKJV but for the words written before it I like to look to the NIV where Paul shares his secret of being content.  Paul said, "I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want." Philippians 4:12 b NIV

            In a world where unemployment is up and many are looking for jobs, being content in our present circumstances can help us move forward into God's plan and will for our lives. "Being content in any and every situation," means we are trusting God in that moment.  If we are trusting God then we are on the right path and doing God's will.  Christ is strengthening us to leave behind what has happened, to deal with what is happening, and handle what will happen.

            I ask you to pray Philippians 4:11b - 13 (NIV) placing your name into the verses.

Here's an example:

I (your name) have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.  I can do everything through Him (Jesus Christ) who gives me strength."

            You can also place your name everywhere Paul said "I" if you are lead to do so.

Here's an example:

"I (your name) have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I (your name) know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I (your name) have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.  I (your name) can do everything through him (Jesus Christ) who gives me strength."

I pray for God to bless you and all the people you cross path with today,

Annie Laurie

(Scripture taken from the NIV Quest Study Bible, Revised 2004 Zondervan Pub.)

 
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