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Thank you for stopping by. It's my hope you find glimpses of my Savior interwoven thru my writings. I am the wife to one husband for over 25 years, a blessed mama to a dozen children, yes each born from me ~ two of which see Jesus face to face & ten at home, all of us yearning to see Jesus someday. We have been home educating for over 18 years with . . . well, another 15 years to go (the youngest is 3, the oldest 23!) I have walked through rejection, to continually learning I am CALLED, LOVED and forever KEPT by God - never, ever to be rejected by Jesus! (Jude 1:1) I've walked through deep sorrow to find that joy does come again, though the night may be long; I've witnessed God orchestrating miracles with my children still beyond my comprehension, & I am seeing new love forming as we begin a new road of older children finding life mates. My life has and is a journey, from the deepest, almost rock bottom pit, to stumbling through my faith and looking towards the ultimate climax of everlasting life in heaven. Will you be joining me here and there? ~ Loni

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Some special poems . . .

Last week I shared a writing I came across regarding the writing I found for Press On. I wrote to the church that featured the article, and the author wrote back to us, after viewing Matthew's Memorial Page. He then wrote a poem after reading his story:

I know not what
My future holds-
Life or Death
His mercy unfolds.

I know not what
Future burdens I"ll bear.
I know I can't drift
Beyond His care.

I know as I age
I will bear new pain.
I know a bruised reed,
He will sustain.

I know not what day
I'll breathe my last.
I know He's waiting
For me to grasp.

May God strengthen you and your family through His deep and abiding love during these difficult times. May He use you and your family to help strengthen others, coping with similar difficulties. And may God give you peace and hope through His presence and the sufferings of His Son.

Know that I will continue to pray for you and your family

9/16/05 - Dean Robinson

Later Mr. Robinson also sent this poem to us that he has in a book he is writing:

Pain’s abyss-
Where hurt goes deep.
No hope to be found-
Only tears to weep.

In the abyss,
We are surrounded by wounds;
With no way to heal
And lost in dark rooms.

The old way is gone
In our emptiness;
And it stole our hope
And peace and rest.

Through the abyss
And through the pain
Fruit will grow—
From loss there is gain.

Mourning and grief
In its season will lead
To fruit that grows
From our mustard seed.

One foot in the old,
And one in the new,
The old is soon buried,
When the new way is due.

Old tears leave,
New hope sets in;
His truth goes deeper
Being incarnate with Him.

9/20/05 - Dean Robinson


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