A Baby

Hushed conversations

Whispered suspicions

Quiet excitement

Almost daring to believe

Growing hopes

Querying, wondering

Waiting impatiently

Starting to believe

Asking, confirming

Really!?

Are you sure?!

It definitely looks that way!

Elation 

Hardly able to believe it

Such news: 

A new baby! 

Another miracle 

An unexpected and delicious one 

God is good

We are blessed.

~CLM 
December 2010

Roads

|The|

__________
----roads----
__________

up here

< go >  

{c 

    u
     r

    v
  i

n
   g}           

          p/   
    u/


|and|  

\d
   \o
       \w
           \n

.......

through
.......


   all
  those
 beautiful
  green
     trees
    ||
    ||
    ||


sw
  a
    y
i  
    n
g


|in

the|

:::breeze:::

~CLM

(I wrote this up in Massachusetts in the middle of the night [or pretty close, for those of my literal friends])

Good Thought!!

♫ "I'm not afraid of failure; I'm afraid of succeeding at things that don't matter." - William Carey

 Many thanks to Rebeka for sharing this by putting this in her chat status. :)

Paths

I do not know

What lies ahead;

The paths

Which I

May be called

To tread upon--

L

O

N

G,

lonely

w

  i

      n

d

  i

n   g ?

short

cRaZyYY!! 

Sh

      arp?

Where do I turn

When I run out of me?

When I no longer have

Ideas,

Plans

When I am 

cOnfuSed?

and

Certain!

[Un...?]

When the road ahead 

looks exactly

Like what lies behind

And I want to see

When

If

It changes

And how

And why.

Where does it lead, 

This path I tread?

Why is the direction

celanur

Foggy

Mysterious 

Unknown?

I want to see!

But then 

The Answer comes:

I must learn to trust

The One who

KNOWS

and cares

for me.

  
~CLM, October 2010

Every Once in Awhile

Every once in awhile,
Behind this smile,
There resides a little sigh.
You may wonder, "Why?"

Sometimes this mind
Gets stuck behind
In all this mess
Of worldliness.

Sometimes these eyes no longer see
The beauty He made for me.

Sometimes this heart, confused,
Remembers not the love infused.
By my Savior, my King--
And His praises cease to ring
Within my heart.

Oh! Let them not depart.
Never cease to fight
For what you know is right.
Though the night seems long
And you have forgotten your song--

Remember Him
And every whim
Of doubt--
Throw out!

He is the rock:
Let your trust lock
And your heart be filled
With His love, revealed.
Remember, when your heart despairs:
Your hope is found in prayer.

~CLM, October 2010

Some Favorite Quotes of Mine

I have learned that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined, not by our circumstances, but by our disposition. --Martha Washington

You are the same today that you will be in five years except for two things: The people your meet and the books you read. --Mac McMillan

A good listener is not only popular everywhere he goes, but after awhile he gets to know something.--Wilson Mizner.

A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you. --Elbert Hubbard

Be yourself; everyone else is already taken. --Oscar Wilde

Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one. —-C.S. Lewis

Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people. --Eleanor Roosevelt

People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway.

If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.

The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway.

For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway. --Mother Teresa

The Song of the Bee

Buzz! buzz! buzz!
This is the song of the bee.
His legs are of yellow;
A jolly, good fellow,
And yet what a great worker is he.

In days that are sunny
He’s getting his honey,
In days that are cloudy
He’s making his wax:
On pinks and on lilies,
And gay daffodillies,
And columbine blossoms,
He levies a tax!

Buzz! buzz! buzz!
The sweet-smelling clover,
He, humming, hangs over;
The scent of the roses
Makes fragrant his wings:
He never gets lazy;
From thistle and daisy,
And weeds of the meadow,
Some treasure he brings.

Buzz! buzz! buzz!
From morning’s first light
Till the coming of night,
He’s singing and toiling
The summer day through.
Oh! We may get weary,
And think work is dreary;
‘Tis harder by far
To have nothing to do.


Our family can say this poem together from memory. :)