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 May 2013 Timothy Brown
Marian
The sun is beginning to set
Behind the pristine trees
The sunset reflects in the blue pond
Where waters gush so purely and freely
Where the sunset fades
Like a faded tapestry
And like a curtain
The celestial veil of Heaven falls
And hides the sunset from our view
Thus the sky turns black or dark midnight blue
This is the Nocturne of Twilight
Which has long ago faded
Because it is now Night
And the curtain of Heaven
Hides those beautiful colours from our view
Night's tapestry is just as lovely though
So do not cry when the sunsets glow
Has faded
Because Night's tapestry is just as beautiful


*~Marian~
 May 2013 Timothy Brown
Marian
Teardrops course down lonely cheeks
She feels lonely because
Well, she is depressed
Fair fingers dry her tears
The Fairies come and wipe her tears away...
My tears...
The tears that I have shed
The Fairies tiny hands
Wipe away her tears
The girl manages a feeble
Smile in return
She felt so broken and alone
Thus the reason for her tears
That she cried by herself
Now she feels a bit better
She looked again
The Fairies had vanished
So now she cries harder
She had a little hope
But now its gone
Because the Fairies are not there
Nobody comforts her
Because they are not there

Nobody is there

*~Marian~
 May 2013 Timothy Brown
Hilda
Lord, what a change within us one short hour
spent in Thy presence will prevail to make;
What heavy burdens from our bosoms take;
What parched grounds refresh as with a shower!

We kneel- and all about us seems to lower;
We rise- and all, the distant and the near,
Stands forth in sunny outline, brave and clear.
We kneel- how weak! we rise, how full of power!

Why, therefore, should we do ourselves the wrong,
Or others, that we are not always strong;
that we are ever overborne with care,
Anxious and troubled, when with us is prayer,
And joy and strength and courage are with Thee.


**~Richard  Trench~
May we all take time to pray and meditate on God's Word daily. A challenge to all true Christians to turn off the internet at least an hour or two and spend time with God. Don't let anything come before God- not even the internet lest it become an idol.
 May 2013 Timothy Brown
Hilda
O how the thought of God attracts
And draws the heart from earth,
And sickens it from passing shows
And dissipating mirth!

Tis not enough to save our souls,
To shun the eternal fires;
The thought of God will rouse the heart
To more sublime desires.

God only is the creature's home,
Though rough and strait the road;
Yet nothing less can satisfy
The love that longs for God.

Oh, utter but the Name of God
Down in your heart of hearts,
And see how from the world at once
All tempting light departs.

A trusting heart, a yearning eye
Can win their way above;
If mountains can be moved by faith
Is there less power in love?

How little of that road, my soul,
How little hast thou gone!
Take heart and let the thought of God
Allure thee further on.

Dole not thy duties out to God,
But let thy hand be free;
Look long at Jesus, His sweet blood-
How was it dealt to thee?

The perfect way is hard to flesh;
It is not hard to love;
If thou wert sick for want of God
How swiftly wouldst thou move!

Be docile to thine unseen Guide;
Love Him as He loves thee;
Time and obedience are enough,
And thou a saint shalt be.



*Frederick William Faber
 May 2013 Timothy Brown
jerely
He  was  my  C O O K I E

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