Is not an easy task
But it is rewarding
To do what Jesus asks

My father now needs me more
A new level of care
So I will look after him
I'll always be there

My mother is not able
Handicapped herself
And so it is left up to me
I put much on the shelf

I won't be on the site as much
I guess a rarer bird
But I will still share with you
You will read my words

I will need strength in spirit
I must find a way
If you find it in your heart

Please help me and PRAY.


♡ Catherine

I just pulled a little something
Straight out of nothing
With pen in hand I wrote it all down

If you don't grab it when
You see the air bend
You have to wait till it comes back around

I added a twist
So the words would all fit
Cause I love the way rhyming words sound

It came with a melody
Blown in by the breeze
They went together like a night on the town

I blew off the dust
Removed some of the crust
Added a verb along with a noun

Bundled them up
In yarns of thought
Then wrapped them both in this poem neatly bound

I am but a lump of clay
Within the Potter's Hands
Help me to be such today
Help me understand

I am plastic. Malleable.
From the roots of stumps
For the Master's Hands available
Although I have my lumps!

He has to pound and knead me
Sprinkle me to moist refine
Mould me in my body
Mould me in my mind

Mould me in my heart
Mould me in my soul
So I won't break apart
So I can be bold!
I can use my art
To have my story told...

Sculpt me then Lord Jesus!
Do whatever it will take
Throw me on your wheel
With Force enough to break

My own thoughts and wishes
For vanity they are
My love for fame and riches
Which can only twist and scar

My love for things of "beauty"
Of worldly surmise
Give me a sense of Duty
To be useful in your eyes

You rose me from the muck and mire
You scooped me from the slime
How can I so then aspire?
Be in myself sublime?

Death, he has his clutches
This assuredly I know.
And I am but ashes

Dust to dust I go.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/30/2016

Upside down you walk the clouds
And you are unaware
You touch your feet on moonbeans
They are a golden stair

You breathe under the ocean
Peruse the coral reefs
Dance with the yellow fishes
Tell them your beliefs

The Earth is actually the sky
Cars are birds that fly on by
You query raindrops - they don't lie
You pet doves - they're never shy
And the rainbows never die
You never stop to question why

You see angels. You hear ions.
You smell blue. You touch the eons.
The beggers rule. The bankers peons.
Are these things we can agree on?

Your hair's a cloud. Your skin's a glove.
The sun is flat. The Earth's above.

Let's just face it...

You're in LOVE!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/31/2016

When life comes to seem like
A superhuman feat

When you're in the quicksand
With lead shoes on your feet

When you're supposed to serve 10 people
And you have nothing to eat

There's nothing to be done
God does not text or tweet

You look upwards toward heaven
And the question's on repeat


(Chorus)
"Why God? (3X) WHY ME???
I've had enough now.... I call Uncle!
Can't you let me be?
I'm sorry but there's been a mistake
Can't you even see?

I'm supposed to PROSPER!
But I'm in prison... I'm not FREE!


I cried all this in anguish
Cried my very best

Had a huge crushing Boulder
Lying on my chest

Then God sent an answer
And this is what it said...


You're just in a test my dear
You are in a trial

You knew it is a fiery one
And that fires are wild

I have confidence in your ability
I made you strong. my child

Though the Tempest's Rising
I can make it mild



My son had a bad hair day
Great big spiky thorns

They took his only clothing
In nothing adorned

His beard pulled out and spat on
Persecuted. Scorned.

You know all he went through

But for this was he born


You prayed you could be like him
You prayed for closeness here

With my one son Jesus
But I want to make this clear

If you want him close to you
If you want him there

You will pay a price
And it will be dear

I'm training you with mine own voice
Patience! Do you hear?

Do not worry in the least
Please, child, have no fear


When it's the last minute...


THAT'S WHEN I'LL APPEAR!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/31/2016

When you are down, and full of fear
There seems to be nobody near
There's no answer when you pray...
Give God a sacrifice of Praise!

Lift your voice and sing a song!
Sing It Loud! Oh, sing it strong!
It's not the meter, nor the phrase,

Give God a sacrifice of praise!

When life is hard, and you are blue,
And you don't know just what to do
Strike Up the Band, you'll be amazed!
Give God a sacrifice of praise!

(Chorus)

Paul and Silas knew the truth
Sang in prison, raised the roof!
Those dungeon walls did surely shake,
And those bars began to break!

Lift your voice and sing a song!
Sing It Loud! Oh sing along!
By God's might those halls were razed...

Because of sacrifice of praise!!!



SoulSurvivor
(C) 4/26/2009

on a Texas hot day,
a thrifty bird of prey, was enjoying
a red repast

his plate, endless asphalt, his meal
entrails of a cur, whose flat fate was sealed
by black Firestone rubber

the manged mutt left to be lunch
for a ravenous buzzard, with beak bent,
pecking at his fine feast, until

my mindless Michelins
gobbled him up, faster than his greased wings
could flap for flight

to a theater near you
or your flat screen: live murders, usually
mass, sometimes children

sorry, no 3D,
for you see, that might be
too graphic, for some

no actors required
for the wild world's the stage
phone cams abound

stick around, for
a double feature, without
leaving your seat

for before the blood dries,
we'll mute the cries, and show you
the next slick slaughter