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Real Living

Posted by margaretpeterson - March 16th, 2014

Photo from The Tyler Garden

 

 

There’s a grace and a beauty to living

When Christ the Lord leads the way;

There’s a wholeness and gladness in giving

That comes from the heart every day.

 

There’s a cheer as we walk toward Heaven,

Knowing that our future lies

In serving the One who made us,

And blesses the one who tries.

 

It’s being aware that each moment

Has purpose and value within,

And every new day that beckons

Is just the right day to begin!

 

 

Our Individual God

Posted by margaretpeterson - March 9th, 2014

Keweenaw Peninsula, MI / Photo by Christopher Jahnke

God is an individual God

Who cares for you and for me

Each one is special, a one of a kind

And He loves us infinitely.

 

He calls each one of us by name

He calls each one His own

He cares how each would spend their day

And cares if each has grown

 

Never think that you don’t matter

For you have a part in His plan

That only can be done by you

No other person can.

 

We can rejoice in being us

And having a loving Creator

Who wants us to love Him back in return

And love Him sooner than later.

 

What is Peace?

Posted by margaretpeterson - March 9th, 2014

Nevis, MN - Photo by Jeanne Theberath

Peace is a more than an absence of war,

It’s an inner calmness that stays

Long after time that was spent with God

Has freed us from worrying ways.

 

In the midst of life’s turmoil, He is there for each one

He is as close as a prayer or a thought

Helping us grow from the cross that we carry

While learning the lessons He taught.

 

God loves each one as an only child

Jesus, His Son, loves us too…

And the peace that flows from the both of them

Is there for me and for you.

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Forty Days

Posted by margaretpeterson - March 9th, 2014

En route to the Ngorongoro Highlands, Tanzania. Photo by Jeanne Theberath

 

Forty days of barren desert

Forty days of hostile land

Forty days of scantest water

Parched dry lips and burning sand

 

Perfect for complete communion

With His Father so worthy of praise

This would fit Him for His mission

It would take Him forty days.

 

Our desert may be spiritual

But still is very real

The prayers we say, the acts of kindness,

The Mass at which we kneel

 

Our close communion with our God

Our seeking to give Him praise,

This prepares our soul for Easter

It will take us forty days.