We look around and wish for more ~ and yet we fail to see
The bounty of God’s blessings ~ He meets our every need
The things of life are failing ~ they fade and break and burn
Yet God’s eternal blessings ~ live on in hearth and home
The blessing of a child ~ the wonder of a friend
The ever present Spirit ~ who comforts to the end
It’s all about the people ~ In God’s economy
Love God and others fully ~ His love will set us free
So laugh more as a mother ~ reach out to be a friend
Love hubby more than ever ~ God’s grace each heart can mend
Take time to smell the roses ~ count your blessings one by one
Remember to say thank you ~ to your Savior, God’s own son.
Dianne Lombardo ©2009
He loves me, he loves me not...how many of us have wondered who really loves us? I know I have. Well I have good news for you. Jesus loves you and He always will!!! No need to guess or ask a daisy, just pick up your Bible and find out how much He loves you! Stop by here often to pick a few blossoms of inspiration. You’ll find poems, scripture and encouragements to make you laugh, make you think and hopefully draw you closer to the Lord!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Rising Up
Rising up to call her blessed ~ Is not enough it seems
For all that mother did for me ~ And all that mother means
I know I take for granted ~ My Mom on whom I call
For others only wonder ~ If their mother loved at all
Through all the difficulties ~ Through all the joy times too
My mother always loved me ~ Her dedication true
I was far from easy ~ Yet faithful she would be
To teaching, training, loving ~ And forgiving constantly
Myself as now a mother ~ I see things differently
I see the sacrifices made ~ And time spent on her knees
I didn’t often listen ~ But now I see things clear
So blessed I will call her ~ My mother oh so dear
Rising up to call her blessed ~ Is not enough it seems
For all that mother did for me ~ And all that mother means
Dianne Lombardo ©2008
For all that mother did for me ~ And all that mother means
I know I take for granted ~ My Mom on whom I call
For others only wonder ~ If their mother loved at all
Through all the difficulties ~ Through all the joy times too
My mother always loved me ~ Her dedication true
I was far from easy ~ Yet faithful she would be
To teaching, training, loving ~ And forgiving constantly
Myself as now a mother ~ I see things differently
I see the sacrifices made ~ And time spent on her knees
I didn’t often listen ~ But now I see things clear
So blessed I will call her ~ My mother oh so dear
Rising up to call her blessed ~ Is not enough it seems
For all that mother did for me ~ And all that mother means
Dianne Lombardo ©2008
Woman to Woman
Woman to woman - called to teach and to train
To treasure and cherish and call God by name
We learn through the years how to love - to lose
To encourage and lighten and pardon and muse
Willing then are we to pass this along
To encourage a young one or sing them a song
Will we paint them a picture with words or with ink
Will we offer a hand and challenge to think
Woman to woman can we come along side
Ease someone’s burden - give a smile with pride
The older we get the more we can give
Pass along all the wisdom you’ve gained as you’ve lived
By birth or by blessing we all have a life
To whom we can offer some Godly advice
To mentor, to challenge, to stand along side
To love and to nourish and always abide
So reach out today to someone you love
Pass on all the wisdom you’ve received from above
Someone is waiting for your love today
Woman to woman –give it away
To treasure and cherish and call God by name
We learn through the years how to love - to lose
To encourage and lighten and pardon and muse
Willing then are we to pass this along
To encourage a young one or sing them a song
Will we paint them a picture with words or with ink
Will we offer a hand and challenge to think
Woman to woman can we come along side
Ease someone’s burden - give a smile with pride
The older we get the more we can give
Pass along all the wisdom you’ve gained as you’ve lived
By birth or by blessing we all have a life
To whom we can offer some Godly advice
To mentor, to challenge, to stand along side
To love and to nourish and always abide
So reach out today to someone you love
Pass on all the wisdom you’ve received from above
Someone is waiting for your love today
Woman to woman –give it away
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
One Life At A Time
My father’s life was short in years yet long in impact. Men today still boast of his stand for the Lord. He stood strong and straight, yet gentle and kind. A man of few words ~ speaking volumes. Today I see his image printed on my face and those of my children. Oh, that they may have known him here! Comfort is brought by the knowledge of the eternal. We will, once again, be face to face. They too, by choosing Jesus, can meet with his embrace!
I look back to his father, also a man of God. Love of the Lord, and of his family reflecting in his compassionate eyes. Teaching that God’s Word has all the answers. His gentle hands cultivating lives as well as plants.
I look now and see the impact of another man, another father ~this time the father of my children. God’s love pours from his heart. I hear its beat echoing my father and grandfather’s loving hearts, all beating in time with the Father of all. One man really can change the world ~ one life at time. Lives lived in sacrifice. Lives lived in love. Lives pointed to the One who makes the change ~one life at a time~ Jesus.
My father’s passion for the Lord gave me comfort. My grandfather’s passion for the Lord gave me hope. My husband’s passion for the Lord gives me strength. Oh, that each generation to come would know that passion! That they too ~one life at a time~ would win the world to Jesus!
I look back to his father, also a man of God. Love of the Lord, and of his family reflecting in his compassionate eyes. Teaching that God’s Word has all the answers. His gentle hands cultivating lives as well as plants.
I look now and see the impact of another man, another father ~this time the father of my children. God’s love pours from his heart. I hear its beat echoing my father and grandfather’s loving hearts, all beating in time with the Father of all. One man really can change the world ~ one life at time. Lives lived in sacrifice. Lives lived in love. Lives pointed to the One who makes the change ~one life at a time~ Jesus.
My father’s passion for the Lord gave me comfort. My grandfather’s passion for the Lord gave me hope. My husband’s passion for the Lord gives me strength. Oh, that each generation to come would know that passion! That they too ~one life at a time~ would win the world to Jesus!
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