Thursday’s Thoughts

Never Alone

Father, do You see me?
  Jesus, do You hear me?
    Spirit, are You with me?
                                                                           Why do I feel so alone?

Father, do You love me?
  Jesus, do You know me?
    Spirit, are You in me?
                                                                           Why do I feel so alone?

Father, are You up there?
  Jesus, do You really care?
    Spirit, are You anywhere?
                                                                           Why do I feel so alone?

                   Their answer came to me:

Child, do you see Me?
  Child, do you hear Me?
    Child, are you with Me?
                                                                           You are never alone!

Child, do you love Me?
  Child, do you know Me?
    Child, do you call on Me?
                                                                           You are never alone!

Child, I am always here!
  Child, I will always care!
    Child, you’ll find Me everywhere,
                                                                           You will never be alone!

 

              Teresa Marie    11/4/10 – revised 12/20/11  ©

I wrote this poem for my brother last year when his transplanted liver was failing on him and we didn’t know how much longer he was going to be with us.  He felt so alone and depressed one day when I was talking to him and after I hung up, I sat down and started writing.

That has been one year ago.  The doctors didn’t think that he would make it through to the new year.  They were wrong and have declared his “near perfect” liver of today a miracle!  That is the power of prayer and trust in God my friends. 

I thought that in mind of the season, I would get this one out, dust it off and re-post it.  I hope you enjoyed it 🙂

Have a blessed and Merry Christmas with a safe and Happy New Year!!

Love,
Terri

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Good Morning, This Is God

Good Morning, this is God
writing you from above

With this note I’m sending
 all of My love

Handling all your problems today
alone will I be

I don’t need for you
to be helping Me

So you just go on
about your daily things

Then wait and you’ll see
what miracles it brings

Know you are My child
and I care for you

Therefore have some faith that
I know what to do!

Your loving Father

Teresa Marie   10/17/11

57 Cent Church – One Of The Best E-Mails From Mom

A CHILD IS SOMEONE WHO PASSES THROUGH YOUR LIFE AND THEN DISAPPEARS INTO AN ADULT..
 
 
                  ” 57 CENT CHURCH “
         A little girl stood near  a small church from which she had been turned  away because it was “too crowded.”  “I can’t go to  Sunday School,” she sobbed to the pastor as he  walked by.   Seeing her shabby,  unkempt appearance, the pastor guessed the  reason and, taking her by the hand, took her  inside and found a place for her in the Sunday school class. The child was so happy that they  found room for her, and she went to bed that  night thinking of the children who have no place  to worship Jesus. 

Some two years later,  this child lay dead in one of the poor tenement  buildings Her parents called for the kindhearted  pastor who had befriended their daughter to handle the final arrangements.   

As her poor little body  was being moved, a worn and crumpled red purse  was found which seemed to have been rummaged  from some trash dump. 

Inside was found 57  cents and a note, scribbled in childish  handwriting, which read: ‘This is to help build the little church bigger so more children can go  to Sunday School.’ 

For two years she had  saved for this offering of love.   
   

When the pastor  tearfully read that note, he knew instantly what  he would do. Carrying this note and the cracked,  red pocketbook to the pulpit, he told the story of her unselfish love and devotion.   

He challenged his  deacons to get busy and raise enough money for  the larger building. 
   

But the story does not  end there..
 

A newspaper learned of  the story and published It. It was read by a  wealthy realtor who offered them a parcel of  land worth many thousands.   

  
When told that the  church could not pay so much, he offered to sell  it to the little church for 57 cents.   

Church members made  large donations. Checks came from far and wide.  
Within five years the little girl’s gift had  increased to $250,000.00–a huge sum for that  time (near the turn of the century). Her  unselfish love had paid large dividends.   

When you are in the city  of Philadelphia  , look  up Temple Baptist  Church, with a seating capacity of 3,300. And be sure to visit Temple University, where thousands of students are educated.   
 

Have a look, too, at the  Good Samaritan Hospital and at a Sunday School building which houses  hundreds of beautiful children, built so that no  child in the area will ever need to be left  outside during Sunday school time.   

In one of the rooms of  this building may be seen the picture of the  sweet face of the little girl whose 57 cents, so  sacrificially saved, made such remarkable history. Alongside of it is a portrait of her  kind pastor, Dr. Russell H. Conwell, author of  the book, “Acres of Diamonds”.   

This is a true story, which goes to show WHAT GOD CAN DO WITH 57  CENTS. 

  
Please send this back.  (You’ll see why.) 
 

St. Theresa Prayer  (cannot be deleted) 

REMEMBER to make a wish  before you read the prayer. That’s all you have  to do. There is nothing attached. This is a  powerful novena. 

Just send this to four  people and let me know what happens on the  fourth day.. 

Do not break this,  please. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we  receive. There is no cost but a lot of reward.   

(This is true)  

(Did you make a  wish?) 

If you don’t make a  wish, it won’t come true. Last Chance to Make a  Wish. 

May today there be peace  within.. 
May you trust your highest power  that you are exactly where you are meant to be.  
May you not forget the infinite  possibilities that are born of faith..   

May you use those gifts  that you have received, and pass on the love  that has been given to you. 
May you be  content knowing you are a child of God. 
Let  this presence settle into our bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing and dance. It is  there for each and every one of you.  

Doctor’s Fee

 

God heals, and the doctor takes the fee.

Benjamin Franklin

 

When it’s God Who heals
the doctor takes the fee
and His ‘thunder” steals
like He is his enemy

But the whole truth is
his job he couldn’t do
without the help that’s His
he wouldn’t have a clue

They all take His credit
as if it were their own
and from their speech do edit
the miracle they have kown

“Cause there is much to lose
if they admit He’s there
and we need only choose
to place it in His care

Just remember what I’ve said
when to the doctor you go
what they put in your head
doesn’t mean they really know

God’s the One Who heals you
regardless of what they say
He tells them what to do
in each and every way!

Teresa Marie  7/6/11

Only Two Ways

There are only two ways
 as Albert Einstein says

How this life to live
while we take and give

One’s as if though
miracles we never know

In which there is no hope
but how then will you cope

With the trials and pains
that a human life contains?

And yet the other way
is to live each day

To see them all around
in every sight and sound

Then you will never miss
when your life touches His!

Teresa Marie  7/5/11

Grace And Mercy

Grace-Offers pardon for the crime. Mercy-Offers relief from the punishment.

 

It’s the beauty of God’s grace
that we’re pardoned for our crime
and we must no longer face
hell’s damnation for all time.

It’s the wonder of God’s mercy
when punishment we most deserved
is wiped away with His clemency
though from our path we swerved.

It’s the miracle of God’s love
that makes our life so complete
whatever the enemy will think of
our soul he can’t defeat.

For His mercy and grace
out of love does freely flow
to reach us in any place
matters not how far we go!

7/4/11

An Ordinary Man

The true hero is
just an ordinary man
who takes what life gives
doing the best he can

And who finds the strength
although he may seem weak
to go the extra length
required among God‘s meek

That he then might persevere
when the way gets rough
and keeps his goal clear
that our Shepherd is enough

Who helps him to endure
despite what he has felt
in a life that’s unsure
and the cards it’s dealt

For in spite of the obstacles
that most would overwhelm
There is a God of miracles
in this world’s evil realm

He takes his cards of hardship
with those of grief and pain
and gives them to the Kingship
where loss is turned to gain!

Teresa Marie  6/21/11

In dedication to Christopher Reeves,
a man of stength and character who perservered

My Thursday Thoughts – Death and Dying

Are you afraid to die?  I used to be terrified to the point of panic.  I’m saddened that my eldest daughter has suffered the same affliction, though it is getting better the more she pursues God and after my experience with the Light.  Why do I have Light capitalized?  Because I am not sure if the Light  that came to me was Jesus or one of my angels.  I have had conflicting feelings about that point but the more I have thought about it, the more I think it was Him and therefore I want to afford Jesus the respect and honor that He deserves!

I never thought about it before just this very second, but it could have been the Holy Spirit that came to me that early morning in jail when I was dying.  But, if it was, that still deserves a capital L.  In the end it really doesn’t matter that much who it was because of the fact that it did happen to me.  All in all, that’s what is most important.  When you are honored with a glimpse of what awaits us after this life, you don’t fear death but rather you long for it.  I love my husband, children and family very deeply and don’t want to leave them any time soon but the love, comfort and peace that is waiting for my spirit/soul after I shed this body is indescribable!

My husband had a very vivid dream one night that he and I went together.  If I remember right, it happened in a car crash which is not an enticing thought but I told him that I was going to hold him to it.  He can’t die without me, that’s the pact we made the next morning.  In reality he is as healthy as a horse and 3 years younger than me and I have M.S. which is still considered a terminal disease because there is no cure for it.  The shots that I have to take every week only minimize the attacks and prolong the remissions.  So, truth be told, if anyone is going to die first, it would probably be me.  Mark says that I can’t leave him here alone because he would be lost without me, God bless him, hence the pact we made before the Lord Himself.

When you combine my experiences with all of Mark’s, there is no way that you fear the day it will come.  It is a comfort that has sustained me through some very rough times.  My self-determined rehabilitation after that major attack in jail would never have been what it was without the blessing, favor and miracles of my Lord and Savior!  And my gratitude to Him knows no bounds.  I could cry right now just at the thought of  what wonderful gifts I have been privileged to receive from the Divine One, it overwhelms me at times like this when I talk about it.  You don’t have an encounter with Christ like the one I have had without being profoundly effected!

When I was still afraid of death, I used to watch for books by people who had a near-death experience.  One of the first ones that I ever read was “Embraced By The Light” by Betty J. Eadie.  What a beautiful story!  If you ever get the chance to read it, I highly recommend that you do.  A wonderful lady.  After I read it, I longed to have an encounter with the spiritual realm.  Now that I have, I long for more!

Death is nothing to fear unless you don’t have Christ in your life.  After my visit by the demons from hell when I was 19 years old, I think that deepened my fear of death greatly.  I was afraid because I knew that I wasn’t right with God and the reality of hell was terrifying after I knew for a fact that it exists.  Those demons were not a figment of my imagination or a hallucination or anything else, they were as real as you and me.  The pure evil and hatred that emanated from them shot straight through my soul.  I impulsively tense up when writing about this, that’s how horrifying they were!  Please, I beg you, don’t take the chance of going where they came from!  My spirit grieves for those who are in the pit right now.  Until tomorrow…

Always remember that Jesus died for us because He loves us!

May you feel the embrace of the Light today,
Teresa Marie

My Monday Thoughts – Another Miracle

Okay, I am going to get this story posted today if I do nothing else!  Here goes:

Peggy has diabetes and for the last 3 years or so they have been attempting to save her legs, one especially.  She has had problems with limited blood flow to them.  They have put stents in them numerous times.  Before the operation was to occur, her heart doctor wanted to do an angiogram to check everything out and insure that there were no problems there.  She has had these done also numerous times without any post surgery problems occurring.  Peggy has done it so many times that it’s like going to have a tooth pulled, no big deal, until last week.

She went through the surgery, as usual, without complications.  While she was still in recovery, however, she began to have a coughing fit.  Now Peggy’s coughing tangents are a thing of amusement between us, somewhat, and we just laugh and wait until she is done before we carry on with our conversation.  But there have been times in the past that she coughed so hard that she cracked her rib.  Peggy is a few years older than I and at our ages, being females, our bones have become less supple than they used to be.  Anyway, in the midst of her coughing she blew out the incision site internally.

She said that she fell in and out of consciousness but every time she woke up, she would yell at the 6 nurses and orderlies surrounding her to stop pushing on her because it hurt!  They told her that they couldn’t, they knew that they were hurting her and were sorry but they had to stop her internal bleeding.  Peggy said to me, “Oh Terri, it hurt so bad that I couldn’t stand it and I kept passing back out.  I knew that they were giving me blood transfusions because I was bleeding to death and they were trying to stop me from bleeding out but it didn’t matter because the pain was so bad that I just wanted them to stop!”

I don’t know how long she had to endure that pain before they finally succeeded but I do know that she was in intensive care for 2 days afterwards.  When I went to see her on Saturday, she lift up her shirt and pulled down the waistband of her pants and showed me her abdomen.  Oh, dear Lord, from her bellybutton down she was solid purple, black and blue!  I said, “My God, my God!”  I have never seen anything like it in my entire life.  She replied, “Oh Terri, it hurts so, so bad!”  I asked if that was from them pushing on her and she said that it was from all of the blood that she had lost internally.  After showing me that, we sat down at the table and talked about her ordeal.

I looked at Peggy and said, “Thank God in heaven that you weren’t home when it happened or you would have died this time for sure!”  Her reply was this, “God doesn’t want me yet for some reason.  You know how many times He could have taken me and didn’t?”  And I, “The same as with me, He has a purpose for leaving us her Peggy!  Your Guardian Angels we right there in that recovery room with you, you know?”  She said that she most definitely did and she wished that God would tell her what He wanted her to do, what her purpose was, because she would gladly do it if she knew!  I told her that this was just another one of His miracles that He has graced us both with and, when the time was right, He would let her know what He wanted from her. 

We then began to discuss my attempts to fulfill my purpose with this blog and a couple of other things that I am doing.  Peggy has been one of my strong supporters when it has come to my writing poetry.  She has long ago told me that I needed to do something with it, more than just share it with family and friends.  She is happy that I am now doing just that.

God is so very good to His children.  It may not seem like He even cares when we are in times of trial, but He is ever faithful.  Things don’t happen when we want them to but rather when He wants them to.  I thank Him for not taking my friend yet.  That may be a bit selfish on my part but I really don’t want her to leave me behind just yet.  That’s the story of Peggy’s newest miracle!  Hope you enjoyed it and were blessed by it.

Always remember that Jesus died for us because He loves us!