Wednesday, May 5, 2010

One of Those Days This Morning....


It was one of those days this morning
Just wasn’t ready to face the dawning
As much as I wanted to stay up last night
I want to sleep in past morning-light
I wanted to crush that dang alarm clock
And I surely would have if I had a rock….
Yes it was one of those days just to stay in bed
Pull the covers back up over my head
As the thoughts of all my worries and trouble
Settled over me like a smothering bubble
I closed my eyes, but sleep had fled
Duty commanded me to rise instead
And I begged God for His tender mercy
To give me the desire to persevere
For the mountain looks tall in the morning light
And I seem too small and feeble to fight
But He urged me forward, urged me to climb
Not the whole mountain, just one step at a time
Yes it was one of those days this morning
But I feel the hope of God adorning
The hour that seemed so dark with dread
God, I’m glad you pulled me out of bed

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Janet Martin

This is the passage I read this morning...
Yes!! Sometimes God simply needs to pull us by our hands
while we argue....He is merciful!!!

Genesis 19:12-16
19:12 Then the two visitors said to Lot, “Who else do you have here? Do you have any sons-in-law, sons, daughters, or other relatives in the city? Get them out of this place 19:13 because we are about to destroy it. The outcry against this place is so great before the Lord that he has sent us to destroy it.”

19:14 Then Lot went out and spoke to his sons-in-law who were going to marry his daughters. He said, “Quick, get out of this place because the Lord is about to destroy the city!” But his sons-in-law thought he was ridiculing them.

19:15 At dawn the angels hurried Lot along, saying, “Get going! Take your wife and your two daughters who are here, or else you will be destroyed when the city is judged!” 19:16 When Lot hesitated, the men grabbed his hand and the hands of his wife and two daughters because the Lord had compassion on them. They led them away and placed them outside the city.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

So Long....


You said that you’d be back soon
I’d hardly notice you were gone
When you said it I believed you
So why does it seem so long
The grass and lilies turn their smiles
To tired, weary frowns
And all the sun-tanned cottagers
Have moved back into town
The garden-gate is swinging
On its rusty broken hinge
A melody in minor key
I hover on its fringe
For I’m still waiting for you
Oh you were so wrong
If you said you’d be back soon
Why does it seem so long?

The ribbon of sweet September
Is drooping in the snow
And I cannot remember
What we said so long ago
Except that you once told me
You would be back soon
It's haunting echo holds me
Beneath the April moon
While spring melts into summer
On a misty midnight sea
And in a sad strange way
I feel you here with me
When I’m awake I hear you
A low and mournful song
If you said you’d be back soon
Why does it seem so long?

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Janet Martin

If This Isn't Heaven.....


Tonight you held me in the crook of your arm
Swallowed in a sea of moonlight so warm
Purple umbrella with a star-studded crown
Covered the earth in a shimmering gown
As we gazed at its vast infinity…..
If this isn’t Heaven how grand it must be

The turquoise breeze softly ruffled the grass
Dancing on seas of emerald glass
Whilst you and I on its dew-laden pillow
Eaves-dropped on whispers of birch and willow
Softly you turned to look at me…….
If this isn’t Heaven how grand it must be

Nothing but midnight stirred the air
We felt the Presence of Him everywhere
And I thought surely this is enough for me
If this isn’t Heaven how grand it must be
But I’m feeling emptier than I was before
Tonight simply left me longing for more………

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Janet Martin

Tonight is really hard to stay inside....
it is one of 'those nights'

Monday, May 3, 2010

When It Rains.....


The night turns warmer
Troubles wash away
Heaven’s tear-drops
Weeping silver-grey
God, I love it
I’m made new again
I feel like dancing
When it rains
Sweet is the tempo
Dripping from the cloud
Soothing its rhythm
Cleansing its shroud
Splashes of laughter
On my window pane
Manna from heaven
When it rains
Trickles of mercy
Showers of grace
God, you renew me
As I lift my face
To taste your goodness
In a glorious refrain
Celestial kisses
When it rains

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Janet Martin

I LOVE warm rainy nights....
last night was such a night!

Different Glasses


Because of the roads they have traveled
On entirely different grasses
Two can behold the very same thing
Yet see through different glasses
One sees a plane and stands amazed
At the power which gives its wings
The other sees the dove which halts the plane
And the devastation that it brings
One sees the smile of an innocent child
The other sees it too
But observes the secrets a smile can hide
Behind those eyes of blue
One sees the rose in perfect form
And stands in breathless awe
The other sees crimson and cruel thorn
From wounds, gaping and raw
One may rise to greet the dawn
With great anticipation
The other also sees the sun
But hears only condemnation
For the road that each has traveled
As its destinies unfurled
Have seemed to form the glasses
Through which they view the world......

....yet in all of life's injustices
and roads beyond our control
there's a Father who loves every one of us
and died to save each soul

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Janet Martin

Sunday, May 2, 2010

My 'Druthers'


I’druther you were painfully honest with me
And my feelings would sting for a while
Than to walk with you down a fern-lined street
As you lie to me through your smile
I’druther be a little homely
Than a cheap and painted fraud
Who wears a mask to fool people
Forgetting I can never fool God
I’ruther be poor and happy
Learning to be content
Than rich with a pocket of fool’s gold
That brings no joy when it’s spent
I’druther have one friend who is honest
Than a hundred which seem to lack
The ability to be faithful
As they stab me in the back
I’druther have a house full of laughter
With furniture battered and scarred
Than live in a palace that’s silent
With every façade unmarred
I’druther have my arms full of children
Than trophies and accolades
And I like a ten-minute vacation
Beneath the willow’s shade
I’druther drive my ugly mini-van
With a happy family
Than be alone with a perfect tan
In a red Lamborghini
I’druther have a little trouble
Here on my acre of sod
Than live in a perfect bubble
Where I would never need God

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Janet Martin

Friday, April 30, 2010

What Do Our Children Hear?


I told her I loved her and patted her back
Then said, “Run and play, mom’s got lunches to pack”
But she chattered away whilst I nodded and smiled
With my thoughts and attentions a hundred miles
From the blue-eyed pixie with sleepy-head hair
And her gaze fixed on me as she pulled up a chair……
While I said, ‘sweet-heart please put that away
Mommy’s in a hurry, she’s very busy today’….
…and sweet-heart sighed as she ran to play….
What do our children hear?

I looked at the report card with a thoughtful gaze
As I said, ‘how can we turn these ‘B’s in to ‘A’s?
And oh, I would snatch those words back if I could
Disappointedly he said, ‘the teacher said it’s real good’
And it didn’t really matter that I said ‘well done’
I saw what he heard as I looked at my son
And now I could think of fine words of praise
As I felt a rebuke in his sorrowful gaze
I thought, ‘son, how do I love thee, let me count the ways…’
What do our children hear?

They hear so much more than our words and our phrases
What they hear is reflected in their eyes and their faces
And what we really speak reflects in our walk
There’s so much to hear that requires no talk
God, grant me patience and God make me wise
Teach me how to see through a little child’s eyes
Teach me how to love in all they do
As You love me, let me love them too
So that in everything I say perhaps they’ll hear You…
What do our children hear?

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Janet Martin

Some thoughts I've been mulling over for the past week.....

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Lover


Yes, I love to fall into your arms
You are the master of a thousand charms
As your soft kiss breathes against my face
I melt in your passionate embrace
So long I waited, so long I have pined
To be touched by you and now I find
You are better than I dared to think
I feel myself falling over the brink
So I let go…and I fall and I fall
Yes, this is the very best part of all
For your shoulder is fresh and soft and green
You make me feel like a royal queen
For you are irresistible, charming
Your breath flows through me, reviving and warming
A heart that was tired, lonely and cold
Is once again inspired by your whispers of gold
Oh what beauty, ah what a lover
Spring, you come to me when winter is over

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Janet Martin