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Sharing the Love of Jesus through Poetry and verse...
 
BE SATISFIED WITH ME

Everyone longs to give themselves completely to someone,
To have a deep soul relationship with another,
To be loved thoroughly and exclusively.
But God, to a Christian, says,
”No, not until you are satisfied, fulfilled and content
With being loved by Me alone,
With giving yourself totally and unreservedly to Me,
With having an intensely personal and unique relationship
With Me alone.
Discovering that only in Me is your satisfaction to be found,
Will you be capable of the perfect human relationship
That I have planned for you.
You will never be united with another until you are united
With Me alone,
Exclusive of anyone or anything else,
Exclusive of any other desires or longings.

I want you to stop planning,
Stop wishing,
And allow Me to give you the most thrilling plan existing,
One that you cannot imagine.
Please allow Me to bring it to you.
You just keep watching Me, expecting the greatest things.
Keep experiencing the satisfaction that I Am.
Keep listening and learning the things I tell you.
You just wait.
That’s all.
Don’t be anxious.
Don’t worry.
Don’t
look at the things you think you want;
You just keep looking off and away up to Me,
Or you’ll miss what I want to show you.
And then when you are ready,
I’ll surprise you with a love far more wonderful than any
You could dream of.
You see, until you are ready and until
The one I have for you is ready
(I am working even at this moment to have you both ready at the same time),
Until you are both satisfied exclusively with Me
And the life I prepared for you,
You won’t be able to experience the love that
Exemplified your relationship with Me.
And this is the perfect love.

And dear one, I want you to have this most wonderful love,
I want you to see in the flesh a picture of your
Relationship with Me,
And to enjoy materially and concretely
The everlasting union of beauty, perfection and love
That I offer you with Myself.
Know that I love utterly.
I Am God.
Believe it and be satisfied.
 
Submitted by a humble servant of God,
the true author of this piece of His heart



When Two Souls Collided

They were two souls 
drifting in a sea of spirituality,
each one with its own agenda,
thinking that it knew the way...

until they collided
in some higher spiritual place.

It wasn't expected.
It wasn't ever thought of.
How could it be?

These two souls
share so many similarities...

The presence of God
in deep attraction
of His ways
designed each soul
for a special purpose.

One to touch the other
in a unique and special way,
allowing each to grow
into a new enlightened soul.

Knowing a love
sweet and gentle,
with a deep feeling of belonging,
of longing to be near
that similar soul.

Two souls
drifting in a sea of spirituality
each one with its own agenda
thinking that it knew the way

until they collided
in that higher spiritual place --

Changed ... not for just a moment in time
but in God's time ...at the perfect time.

Written by  PATRICIA HOWARD
COPYRIGHT - 2014
 
.A CHRISTMAS POEM
 
Christmas is a special time
For happiness and joy.
It is meant to celebrate
The birth of a little boy
Who was born in the straw
To the Virgin Mary
While many people in the world
Looked at Him in awe.
They named the baby, Jesus
As in Mary's lap He lay~
And Shepherds from all over
Came to see Him on that day.
He grew to be the greatest man
That there could ever be~
For Jesus gave up His life
Just for you and me.
We should all be thankful~
Not just when Christmas time is here~
But also every other day
We see throughout the year.
written by Patricia Howard  - 1982
 
 
THE SHEEP
AS I WAS CALLED TO WATCH OVER THE SHEEP
I WONDERED WHAT I WOULD SEE.
SOME WERE GRAZING GRACIOUSLY -
THANKFUL FOR ALL THEY HAD TO EAT.
THEY STEPPED ASIDE FOR OTHERS -
TO SHARE SOME OF THEIR FOOD.
STILL OTHERS STOOD THEIR GROUND -
SEEMINGLY VERY RUDE.
THEY DID NOT BUDGE A SINGLE INCH -
FOR THEY WANTED WHAT WAS THEIRS.
THAT GRASS WAS MEANT JUST FOR THEM -
IT WASN’T MEANT TO SHARE.
THERE WERE SHEEP WHO SEEMED TO FOLLOW -
THE MAJORITY OF THE GROUP.
WHEREEVER THE HERD WAS GOING --
THEY WOULD GO THERE, TOO.
AND THEN I SAW THE THIRSTY SHEEP -
THE GRASS WAS NOT ENOUGH -
TO QUENCH THE THIRST THEY WERE FEELING.
THEY NEEDED MORE TO DRINK.
THE SHEPERD SAW THE LONELY SHEEP -
BUT DID NOT DO A THING.
HE WAS MUCH TOO BUSY
WITH THE HERD -
AND ALL HIS TASKS
THE BUSY DAY WOULD BRING.
THE LONELY SHEEP WERE LOST -
AND DID NOT MEAN A THING.
THEY WEREN’T PART OF THE GROUP -
WOULD ANYONE REALLY KNOW?
WHAT COULD IT HURT -
TO JUST LET THESE LOST ONES GO?
THE WATER HOLE WAS NOT FAR -
WITH AMPLE DRINK FOR ALL.
BUT THE SHEPERD DID NOT LEAD THEM -
FOR FEAR THAT HE WOULD FALL.
IT WAS AN UPHILL BATTLE -
TO LEAD THE LOST ONES THERE .
FOR THEY NEVER KNEW THE PATH -
AND OFTEN STUMBLED HERE OR THERE.
THEIR THIRST WAS SO APPARENT -
AND THE PATH -
YES IT WAS HARD .
BUT THEY NEEDED THE PATIENCE OF THEIR SHEPHERD -
THE ONE SENT THERE TO GUARD.
I TURNED MY EAR AND HEARD THEIR CRY -
MY HEART COULD FEEL THEIR PAIN.
I CAUGHT A GLIMPSE OF ONE SHEEP’S EYE -
AND THERE I FELT HIS FEAR.
IF ONLY HE KNEW THE WATER
HE THIRSTED FOR -
WAS VERY, VERY NEAR.
BUT HOW COULD ALL THE LOST SHEEP KNOW?
NO ONE WOULD LEAD THEM THERE.
AS I STOOD WATCHING -
I REALIZED THE MEANING OF IT ALL.
IF ONLY THE SHEPERD GUARDING THEM -
WERE NOT AFRAID TO FALL.
GOD SENT ME HERE TO WATCH THE SHEEP -
AND GAVE ME EYES TO SEE.
HOW WONDEROUS IT WOULD BE -
IF I WOULD GIVE THESE SHEEP A DRINK?
SO I GRABBED A STAFF
AND FOLLOWED -
THE UPHILL PATH.
THEY ARRIVED AT THE WATERING HOLE -
DIRTY AND IN DISPAIR .
BUT AS THEY DRANK THE WATER -
I SAW A MIRACULOUS
CLEANSING IN THE AIR!
THE SHEEPS’ EYES BEGAN TO SHINE -
WITH A LIGHT REFLECTED FROM THE SON!
AND THEIR DIRTY COATS WERE REFRESHED -
AS IF EACH WORE A BRAND NEW ONE!
WHEN ALL HAD HAD A FINAL DRINK -
I LED THEM ALL AWAY.
BUT THEY KNEW WHERE THEY WERE GOING -
AND DID NOT STUMBLE ALONG THE WAY.
THE DOWNHILL PATH WAS VERY STEEP -
BUT THEIR STEPS REMAINED IN SYNCH -
FOR THEY WERE NO LONGER LOST.
I WONDERED…
WHAT WOULD THEIR SHEPHERD THINK?
THEY JOINED IN THE HERD -
AS THE SHEPHERD COUNTED -
THE NUMBERS OF HIS FLOCK .
DID HE RECOGNIZE THE CHANGE IN THEM …
OR JUST THE HOURS ON THE CLOCK?
DID HE EVEN KNOW THEY HAD GONE -
UP THAT STEEP HILL TO FIND -
WHAT THEY HAD SO LONG THIRSTED FOR ?
IT WASN’T JUST A DRINK -
YOU SEE…
BUT A GRACE-FILLED PEACE OF MIND.
 
WRITTEN BY : PATRICIA ANN HOWARD
Copyright -2010
 
 
I am happy to share Grandma Howard's poetry. She loved to write and share her love of Jesus.
 
When We Ride That Last Trail
 
There are sunsets filled with glory~
on the pleasant earthly trail.
There are days both sad and lonely ~
when it seems that all things fail. 
 But the sadness all will vanish~ And our failures disappear~
 When we ride that trail up yonder~
and the sunsets leave down here.
 When we ride that long last trail~
and we reach the Holy Grail~
we will all be very happy~
when we ride that last long trail. Up there we'll see no sunsets.
Up there 'twill all be light.
 Up there 'twill be all sunshine.
There will be no dreary night.
 For Our Savior has prepared it~
and we know He will not fail~
and our way He'll lead to Glory! ~ when we ride that last long trail.   
Evelyn Howard - 
Copyright 1940
 
In His Hands
I looked across the fields today~
and saw a field of new mowed hay.
There was so much of beauty there~
It lifted from me a load of care.
You see, I had been very blue~
about things I didn't understand.
The answer came,
"That's work of God's hand!"
If all along life's weary road~
we think we bear a heavy load.
We'd find it easy to understand
If we'd only live in God's hand.
Evelyn Howard  -
Copyright  May 23, 1956
 
My Prayer
 
Dear Lord, I cast on Thee my earthly care~
for thou dost keep me through the years.
And now I come to Thee in humble prayer~
That Thou wouldst keep me from all fears.
Help me each day~
to do Thy Blessed Will.
That I no more might go astray~
to be with Thee I humby pray.
Forgive me for the wrongs I do and say.
I beg of Thee on bended knee~
And give me strength that I might do each ~
of the tasks I know Thou sendest me.
Oh Lord, I know not what tomorrow brings~
But I'm content to do Thy Will.
I know thou givest us all good things~
And know that Thou art with us still.
 by Evelyn Howard
 Copyright 1950
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
God's Window Box
 
In a tiny window box
God planted a seed~ 
That grew to special flowers
to fill each others need.
Side by side they grew~
though not at the same pace~
for they were nurtured with
 God's love
and it never was a race.
They complimented each other nicely~
each one in its own way~
and together the two of them~
made a nice bouquet.
They nurtured each other sharing
the nutrients of love~
and thankful for the seed
planted by thier God above.
But one day something happened~
 to one of the seeds.
It was mishandled by a passerby~
who did not understand~
the fragility of the flower ~
or the strength of his own hand.
The flower was changed from
that day on.
The beauty it shared with the flower next to it was gone.
Someone pulled its petals off~
slowly one by one.
It know then what it had become.
It was just a stem.
It did not know who it was~
on the outside or deep within.
And so as this flower~
stood there as a stem~
the flower so delicate beside him~
just stood there looking in.
She remembered who he was~
before that dreaded day~
when that passerby
 stopped to play~
with the life of a beautiful flower~
that stood beside her
in God's bouquet.
But flowers don't live forever~
as these flowers vowed they would.
For one of the flowers died~
and there the other stood.
But not alone.
For it was God who planted the seed~
and as this flower stands there still~
It understands that
 this must also be~
a part of God's will.
You see~
 when God planted the seed~
one flower that grew was perrineal
to last year after year~
and the other was an annual~ and has died~~
 -- so no more tears!
 
The window box is not empty~
for the flower stands there still ~
accepting of what comes her way~
accepting all God's will!
 
by Patricia Howard
 Copyright 2010