A Pebble-Prayer For a Giant Care

If God is withholding an answer to your prayer it is an act of pure sovereign love!
~Charles Stanley (Waiting on God's Timing part 2)

 

Lord, I pour out my wants again

You know my wish is great

But you know what I need and when

So Lord, teach me to wait

Lord, I pour out my heart to you

Hope’s hurt tries mortal dust

But what I cannot know, You do

So Lord, teach me to trust

In Your Name,

Amen

© Janet Martin

 1 Samuel 17:45
But David said to the Philistine, "You come against me with a dagger, spear, and sword, 

but I come against you in the name of the LORD of Hosts, 

the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied.

LOVE this poem by George Matheson

Psalm 124:8
Our help is in the name of the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.

Dear Moms...

Dear moms,

I hope we all have someone we can pour out to when we need it!

Moral mom-support is HUGE no matter how old our 'kiddos' are...(so I am learning!)

A few years ago for Mother's Day all the women in our congregation

 received a little pebble with a heart painted on it. 

It was to be a visual reminder that God loves us. 

Somehow recently that pebble disappeared from the window-ledge by my kitchen-sink...

maybe someone didn't know it was a teeny pebble with a BIG purpose!

Last week one of the youngsters I babysat made this for me

which will now take its place 'cause its vital for moms to remember

 God loves us and we can 'cry/lean/pray' on His shoulder any time! 

We all have days where we feel like the world’s worst mother; don’t give up

This is the flipside of sweet times that fill and overflow joy’s cup

We all have moments when we cry ‘I don’t know how to do this, God’

He helps us not to spoil the child by withholding the ‘training rod’

We all have nights when we feel like our being is frayed through and through

For it comes down to this my dear; while they learn we are learning too

And sometimes it is hard to tell who is the teacher, who the child

In the mish-mash of chores and a crash course in parenting run wild

We all have times when we would quit if that was somehow possible

But mom is mom forever to each darling little miracle

Where the only one-size-fits all advice that any mom might say

Is’ take it one prayer at a time’; a child is not raised in a day

© Janet Martin

Of Miracles, Music and Moments....

Moved by the miracles of bloom and birth from earth’s vast vault of ‘Wow’

It makes the commonest of noons feel like a Masterpiece somehow

And turns complaint to Shame-on-Me for who are we but fellowmen

With call to bear each other’s care and make the sad heart glad again

Moved by the music of the rain that thrums the laneway note by note

They pelt then melt in mirror-panes and little lakes where leaf-boats float

Like golden gondolas that seem to drift at ease but tug-tug-tug

Until the Very Thing that Is slips through the grip of hug-hug-hug

Moved by the moment always meting so much more than meets the eye

Something about the clout of clocks makes tick-tock seem more like good-bye

Or is it hello that murmurs like cello-solos through ramparts

Where miracles, music and moments tune the tides that move our hearts

© Janet Martin

Even in the silence we sense the essence of cello-strain...

Best Sweetest Ever....

 I've discovered something in my lifetime of being around children;
(starting with being a big sister to many younger siblings
then becoming Auntie Janet, then mother, Sunday School Teacher, child care-giver
and last but by far not least, Grandma!)

Through all this I've come to realize that every single child is the Sweetest Ever!

Our Sweetest Ever Grand-daughter turned 5 mos. last week!

Her Sweetest Ever Brother is quite a handful ham...

Photo credit goes to their mom!

The little girls in my childcare leave me speechless with utter joy

by the Best, Sweetest Ever!!!

 ...as did all my previous kiddos, drawing the conclusion below!

Oh, there is no one quite like you

So pure, perfectly innocent

You make all that we say and do

A sacred sort of wonderment

You are the Best; I know it’s true

And I can tell you this because

Each precious One and Only You

Is the Best Child there ever was

© Janet Martin

...and on a final note, don't you think that is how God loves each one us?!

Mini Morning Meditation

The east is filled with starlight reaped

The earth, beneath its flare

Is like a groaning table heaped

With love’s unfailing Dare

Each breath we take is grace at large

Though free, its charge is great

Mortality is like a barge

Instilled with Deathless Freight

Where each new day is like a gift

Dawn like a breath-breadth lease

And only love/God can bridge the rift

Twixt misery and peace

© Janet Martin

 Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.  

 No one has ever seen God; if we love one another, 

God abides in us and his love is perfected in us.

1 John 4:11-12