Just to Be:

Who am I, not much of anything

Happy just to Be...

Forever in your presence Lord resting gently.

I try to give all that you may ask in this Blessed day

to give the purest thought and tasks, for You alone... away.

I call You mine, my Love, my Lord but never selfishly, waiting with open hands and heart for all those who may be in need of thee.

I call you mine in everything, simply, gently... whispering only to rest alone with You my Lord, simply just to Be...This love is all so pure and gentle Lord, it cannot be locked away,

its given wings, yes gentle wings, to spread and fly away. To every heart , to any heart, who's need is such as I, to hold it for a little time and then to let it fly. Everyone who sees You Lord, will understand this Love, Yes, we may seem the foolish ones but lost within Your Love.

Happy are we just to Be, in this quiet tranquil place, and hoping, longing, that one day we will look upon your face.

Your name is carried even in the cloud, whispered on the breeze, even little song birds sing to you O Lord, their love filled melodies. They too must feel your loving touch and also thrilled to Be... Resting in the palm of love... The gentle hand of thee.

Baking a cake for Jesus:

Not being known for our skills in the kitchen, we awoke this morning convinced we needed to express our Love that little bit more for Jesus.

What could we do? O.k Lord, if your sure you want a cake you shall have one, despite us being bang slame in the middle of Lent!

However, you will have to provide the miracle... Not in the provision of the ingredients, because Mr Tesco can do that... but in getting a good end result...Yep, getting the sponge to rise!

Waiting for the cake to rise.

To Jesus with Love xxx

My little angel friend:

Will miss you angel friend, who knows one day we may meet again in Africa, near the sea, ha!

Lovingly in Jesus,

from one African heart, to another...

Always, as God pleases...Always as God Wills, in all things!

xxx

The Lord turned the light on...

Well we are ploughing through Lent and Wow! what a time it has been to date. We have been told by many of the saints, reading their lives, that the desert can be a place of great growth. I think it was St John of the Cross who suggested it is a place a heart is taken to, be pulled closer still to God. One is stripped of any distractions for spiritual growth. Well not being known for my great love of pain, it has been the Lords wisdom alone to leave me in this place and for a very long time I may add! Not complaining just stating facts Lord... Yes this little heart has seemed to draw little comfort or consolation from anyone or indeed anything until it is now at the point honestly saying, "As God pleases as God Wills"... This morning I noticed a little butterfly, so rushing for my camera, returned to find no trace. And in the corner of the garden, not making a big statement in a very barren place came these little flowers of total beauty. If that was not enough, also I was inspired as I opened my bible to Proverbs 8. v. 22-31. Take a look it will really make the darkest place seem bright even if only for one moment in time. Thaaaaaaaaaaaaank You Lord for just being Yooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooou xxx

O little path rising up to touch it's maker, lead us on:

"Behold, Hold, Enfold"...

(St Clare)