God’s unconditional love

This poem was recently written by a dear friend. She is a woman of deep faith and this is a piece she is very proud of. With her permission, I am sharing it with you.

GOD’S UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

By the blood of Jesus we’re sanctified,
Cleansed free from sin you’re now justified,
Honour, trust me along life’s stormy way,
My grace is sufficient for you each day,

Praises of adulation we joyfully sing,
We’ll worship our heavenly Saviour and King,
By my stripes you’re healed and made whole,
Let the Holy Spirit minister to your soul,

My peace is truly given to everyone,
Unconditional love comes from God’s beloved son,
We are blessed more than we say,
Start anew each morning, always pray.

Author is Hilda Oakley. This piece, as all pieces on this site, is copyrighted.

R. I. P Milo

This is a poem i wrote when my Granddad passed away. I’m sharing it with you today as a tribute to another death close to my heart.

Yesterday, my beloved dog, Milo, passed away, while i was at work.

R. I. P. love of my life. And thank you for gracing my life for the eleven years you were a part of it.

No one has known love until they’ve been loved by a dog.

I thought I was alone today

Looking into the blue,

Then I noticed a change

As the breeze gently blew

I looked around and felt something

I didn’t know what I sought

But realised then that I was wrong

As to me came a thought

It came to me gently as I stood there

It beckoned me to take note

And as I saw the clouds above

To me came new hope

Not quite a memory

Stirred in my mind

A glimpse of better times

That I thought I had left behind

Then I heard a voice

Gently in the breeze

“I am here with you forever

Now just let me stay please

I will stand by your side

And watch while you sleep

I will be there now

Even as for me you weep

And if you ever want a yarn

Or just to let me know

Light a candle and I’ll be there

And I’ll stay until you let me go.

Look for me beyond the clouds

Seek me in the sky

Search for me past the rainbow

And as the rain passes by

I will meet you there one day

I will wait until you see

That past where the night meets the sun

I am where I am meant to be.”

I wrote this the day after Grandad died…so on 21 October 2010.