Your Face

 I love seeing your face O LORD.

When we talk; when I babble on and on, and you break in and smile at me;

I love that.

I love how you reassure me it's you, who I see, who I hear, who I sense so close to me;

By the way you show up when I open your Word and speak the very same thing you spoke to me earlier.

 I love that you love me.

Oh how I love that you love me.

I will do anything for you, because I love you; because you love me so much.

Even though I know there are more words than I can count; there are still not enough words to adequately describe how wonderful you have been to me and how incredible you are.

I feel sometimes like I shouldn't even bother writing my feelings down as the end result would not even come close to being able to describe my love and affection towards you. 

Then I realize - then I remember - you are God, you know all things. 

You know my inner most thoughts. Even those I have a hard time finding words for. Those I can't even come close to expressing. So if I just give my best shot, then at least you can put the finishing touches on it.

And - then it will be beautiful and perfect.

Just like you. 

"He has made everything beautiful in it's time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to the end." 

Ecclesiastes 3:11

God's Good Byes

God’s Good Byes
Written by: Amy Colleen All Rights Reserved
Picture by - Bill Watterson 

God’s timing is sometimes hard to understand
Often we try but just can’t as mere man
Diamonds are like God’s final plans for our life
Such beauty crafted from hearts of filled with pain and strife
 



God is moving once again
On man’s behalf - a means to an end
One day we will all look back and see
Diamonds cut from this harsh reality
But now we must hug and say our farewells  
Yes it is hard, harder than any of us wish to tell
Exceptions made for you and I
Soon we'll be together again in the sweet ol' bye and bye!
 
As God’s goodbyes are simply farewells ~
“Until we meet again.”

Jesus, his son is returning soon!
So make haste to do his work until then!

Bill Watterson

A Mother's Heart

Having a child changes you. Whether you are a man or a woman. Becoming a father or a mother. I am, however (in this post) speaking about the woman.

There are certain things that can never be understood by the "heart" regarding motherhood unless you are a mother. Even if you are a father, and I will add, even a great father.

This is a short post and the sole purpose of the preceding few sentences is to explain to the reader I am speaking about the woman. About the mother. 
Also, please let me make it perfectly clear. Let the reader fully understand that I am by any means demeaning the role of the man or the love of a father. Both roles are equally important. I am simply making a point and giving a shout out today directed at one and not the other today.

This being said, I just want to take a moment and give a great big THANKS and kudos to someone (who will remain nameless at this time) for going out of her way for blessing me, simply because they could.

A woman, become Mother. 

It was a subtle expression of understanding. 

Done out of love, prompted from a Mother's Heart.

Thank you.

I love you

Every where I turned today I saw reminders of my son. I couldn't make it out of my bed without seeing his picture smack dab in front of me. Then of course I spent time praying for him. At work various calls came through with names, familiar voices and  personalities that brought me back to times and places we enjoyed each others company. After work I had to make a run to two different clothing stores. Both were stores I regularly shopped at for my son. I just couldn't catch a break. There was no way I was NOT going to think about my son today. I miss him so much. My heart hurts. I think I miss him more actually because of the anticipation of the possibility of his never coming around again. Sad, huh? I feel so bad about what I said to him on the phone. I was so hurt. So incredibly hurt. I wish I could take it all back. But I can't. I know this. I also know that the Lord has promised to use my shortcomings for something good. Turn it around for the good of this situation, (if you will) our relationship; to each other and most importantly, to the Lord Himself.
That's a promise in the Holy Scripture.

I love you my son. I know you will probably never read my blogs but I just want, need to say it. I love you. I always have and always will. I love you with all my heart. Please forgive me.  Mom