History let's us all know That life's events come and go, And they can return again To show us who we might have been. Men are taught to resist The evil that does exist. Good men choose not to hate, And they walk a path that's straight. History helps us to see What an evil man can be When he is filled with hate and greed And acts upon his selfish needs. He conquors others using power And kills hundreds in an hour. He feels, sadly, no remorse And rules others with brute force. History teaches us of truth, Love and hatred in our youth. We have choices we must make And need to learn from our mistakes. What will others learn from us? To seek God's love of righteousness, Or teach others how to hate And leave their souls to cruel fate. -Yu/stan/kema-
A deep darkness comes And covers the earth And slowly removes Traces of my worth. Ghosts from the past rise Up to smother me With negative thoughts Of untold misery. My strength is gone. Hope has taken wing And left behind a Soul that cannot sing. For Life has changed and Rearranged my days. I am left to grieve All the "old ways." The fear of disease Can hold me captive, While I struggle to Become adaptive. -Yu/stan/kema-
A dark-haired child went down to the bank of a clear-running stream to play a small prank. She knew that the fairies came down there to play and she heard them giggle the day away.
She watched as they left a jug full of rum and left-over food. She started to hum.
She ate what was left of the fairies lunch. She cut them some flowers and left them a bunch. Then she hid in a tree til the twilight faded and took a long nap while she patiently waited.
When the moon came out and lit up the ground, the fairies came back and they gathered round. They danced and they sang and they chanted her name: "Little girl, come out. There's no need for shame." "Sing with us, child, and dance here with me." "Your feet will fly, and soon you'll be free." So she danced with them, and sat for a while. They begged her to sing as she gave them a smile. She started to sing with a voice pure and clear. The more she sang, the angels drew near. They asked her to play an old violin. She took it and placed it under her chin. She drew the bow back, and the violin cried. She played and it laughed, and she made it sigh. All who heard it felt reconciled towards God, who said: "Well-done, My child." -Yu/stan/kema-
All that I am and strive to be comes before You on bended knee. I'm broken and spent and I'm empty-handed in a world full of evil where I feel stranded. My heart is heavy for those in pain and for the stressors that seem to remain. It's all I can do to stay on my feet and take a step forward and not feel defeat. So many losses over the years have taken a toll and left me in tears. My faith has been shattered in all I once knew. I became angry and distanced from You. I come to You, God, with my heart in my hands. I'm tired and exhausted. Will You understand? I just want to stand in the warmth of Your light and hear You say: " It will be alright." Just, rock me to sleep by the light of the moon and promise me, please, You'll be coming back soon. -Yu/stan/kema-
The New Year shines ahead of us
And the old year’s gone faster than most.
We hope good days lie before us
And the past will soon be toast.
The old year has taught us lessons.
We’ve survived hardship and pain.
We’ve learned to endure the darkness
And hide our tears in the rain.
We’ve lived through the sting of betrayal.
We’ve faced death by disease day by day.
We’ve grieved the losses we’ve suffered,
And we’ve learned when to walk away.
There is hope in a new tomorrow,
And a chance to make things right.
All we need is to love each other
And seek God’s holy light.
We can learn to trust our neighbor
And give straight from the heart.
We can learn to accept each other’s
Differences from the start.
We need to focus on living
Each moment one by one
And count our many blessings
When each day is done.
Holy is the One who came
To save us from our sins.
God gave to us His greatest gift
To help us make amends.
He sent His Son to die for us
And gave us life eternal.
He helps us deal with obstacles
Because He is paternal.
On Christmas Day we honor Christ
For all He did for us,
And when we give we can
The gifts of blessedness.
I’ve been given many mountains
To climb in my life.
Some have been easy
And some full of strife.
There were mountains I thought
I could not climb,
But I practiced persistence
And climbed them the next time.
There were days I felt strong
And days I felt weak.
Some days I cried hard
And could not speak.
But I kept on climbing.
I could see far below
The obstacles before me
And the way I should go.
I have one more mountain
To climb before death:
To fulfill God’s purpose
Before my last breath.
Follow me down to the river
On a bright, clear summer day.
We’ll search for minnows by the river bank
And take the time to play.
Follow me out to the meadow
Where the wild flowers grow.
We’ll stop and smell all the flowers
And dance as the wind blows.
Follow me down to the sea,
And we’ll walk in the drifting tide.
We’ll pick up sea shells on the shore
And open our arms wide.
Follow me down the road of life
And give me a helping hand.
When the road seems long and hard,
Just tell me you’ll understand.
For life is always a mixture
Of joy as well as sorrow,
And while today may be full of loss,
There is always the hope of tomorrow.
Let us give thanks for being alive And having the courage to survive. Let us be thankful for good friends And family on whom we can depend. Thank You God, for our daily bread, And the wonderful books we have read. Let us give thanks to God on high For the birds that sing as they fly. Forgive us God when we fail to see Your gifts to us can set us free. For even in loss, when all is gone, God gives us hope with each new dawn. When we are lost in the darkest night, The moon and stars bring us home with light. And when death comes and life is done, God gives us Life through His only Son. -Yu/stan/kema-
Life is a roller coaster.
It’s full of ups and downs.
Just when we think we have control,
We are thrown out to the ground.
We try to hold on to time with a list
And keep to a schedule or two,
But just as we think we are almost done,
We are hindered in what we can do.
We go through life with our beliefs
And are sure we know what is real.
But betrayal can cause so much harm,
We’re consumed by the sorrow we feel.
We live our lives based on trust
And it gets us through the week.
But when things go wrong as they often do,
We learn we have to be meek.
It’s a hard virtue for us to learn
And it takes time to grow.
We can find peace as we go through life
If we learn to “Go with the flow.”