Faith Beyond The Chains

No recognition in the brown of her eyes
i miss the touch of her voiced memories
one by one they vanish leaving me with sorrow
and her with outbursts fuelled by frustration

We continue to guess what may be the cause
surmise to bring small comforts
conclusions masked with bitter hurt
but there are no winners here at all

Endless hallways tiled with failed circumstances
fallen between the cracks awaiting fulfillment
become dormant part of the crumbled plaster
given up by the deteriorating walls of hope

Heavy chained to the demon
barred from reality there is no key
the lock corroded with prescriptions of
empty promises bandaids for remaining life

 

KJS2018

Dedicated to my dear mom who battled dementia for over 8 years, and went home to Glory July 5, 2017 on the wings of angels and a song by her 5 robins ❤

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His Promise

Rays of sunshine
hold tomorrows
an open paragraph
to life’s journey

A silent heart ..
ones rainbow ending
faith reveals and
covenant enfolds

Clutched within a
priceless promise
His opened hand
reveals true love

KJS

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Open Spaces (Eternity & Wings)

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Fields of tall golden wheat
sway and bend with the winds
miniature brown field sparrows rest lightly
on the handsome strands of gold

Rays of the warm afternoon sun
beam proudly on rich ripened grass
promise of an abundance harvest
the sparrow sings and spreads its wings

Briefly I feel empowerment
connecting thoughts of promised flight
~ something has barbered my wings
they are sluggish and flap in vain

But for a short span of time
I was there ~ free from this weighted demon
I felt the wind beneath my wings
released from this dark veil

I look through steel white bars of loss
memory beyond this delicate cage
the latch on the door to freedom
held tight by the hand of dementia

~

KJS

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Channels of Grace (Chosen by the Master)

Why do I write?

No credit to the writer or to whom holds the pen, but all honour and glory to the Author of LIFE, the Great Author from Calvary.

Hebrew 12:2 (KJV)
Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.

Its not about how many likes….comments, it is not about, look at me look what I wrote, or how many shares; it’s about that one weary traveler on life’s road ~ their soul catching a familiar scent of encouragement ~ finding that cool refreshing drink of heartening water to quench their thirsty soul! One word, yes one word could be life altering, soul changing, motivate their heart and give them strength to go another mile on life’s road. Thank God for inspirational words ~ a soothing, cooling, cushioned moss.

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I sat beside a slough of grace
the reflection of what I seen,
a cross beneath the rippled waters
gazing back at me;

This channel cooled my weary feet
my soul straightway ~ set free to rest,
cooling comfort that brought me joy
a calming deep within my breast

But for a moment I closed my eyes
set down the book I read,
within my heart I voiced a prayer
expression of thanks is what I said;

“Thank you for Thy servants Lord
for soldiers of the cross,
for inspiration that You give
such words a soothing moss”

My feet now set upon the road
for once again I wend my way,
grateful thus a burst of life ~
this journey…
a stem of earth’s bouquet.

KJS

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Time (The Olive Canvas)

I step inside the canvas
For at the end of day,
I observe the room of clutter
From meadows green and gay! ~

My heart sings with the Buntings
I feel their song of cheer
The Chickadees and Kinglets
Bring the olive forest near, ~

Though once inside the wood I know
‘Tis only for a time,
When I shall turn my thoughts around
To the worlds of rapid time.
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Prayer
Dear Heavenly Father,
Days goes by so swiftly, moments but fleeting time. I pray I will make the most of every precious moment. Thank you for your beautiful creation. It is a balm for a weary mind.
Amen

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Still Reflections (Colour of Life)

I viewed pressed blossoms 

   Of yesterdays arbour,

As such stored treasures 

   Of one who savours, ~

 

The hues though pale

    Still flutter with life,

Through still reflection 

   The colour now lives! ~

 

I breathed in fragrance 

   A foothold of promise;

The wakening choice; 

   of tomorrows song,

 

Though cloak of present 

   Still bids me captive; 

I deny its venture 

   To voice its possession.

                

Kathy J Snow©

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He Leadeth Me (Spring Daily Devotional)

❀ May 27 ❀

 

 

Psalm 13:5 (KJV)

 But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.

 

 

Wherever Thou leadeth I will follow

though thorns of tribulation press,

In Thee my soul I put my trust 

till evening waters tide shall crest.

 

Through passing clouds I feel Thy glory

I know Thy covenant secure

my soul’s salvation telling story

through vale of tears I shall endure!

 

 

Prayer

 Though I walk through dim lit pathways, Your light continues to guide me. I have assurance in Thy promises ~ Your word will not return void.

Amen.

 

 

Snippet of…

Seasons of the Heart & Soul 

Daily Devotional

 

Book One

 

Spring

of

Blessings & Encouragements

  Kathy J Snow

 

 

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