DARKER SIDE FORGIVEN..

Sometimes I just don't want to play nice..
 Not share my toys, my candy, eat all the pie..

Sometimes I just want to sulk and frown ..
Just look at the world from upside down ..

 Sometimes it's easier to throw rocks and glare..
 Cuz' going through these times, life isn't fair..

Sometimes I want to throw up my hands and call it quits...
Just walk away, tear up the pieces into little bits..

Sometimes I just want to cuss and curse ..
Than to just say nothing and put it in reverse..

Yes, that's the ugly side of me..
Best run and hide , you'd better flee..

Then I remember what Christ did for me..
He forgave that ugly person and set me free..

 So every time I go down that darkened path..
I bow my head and never feel His wrath ..

 I ask His forgiveness  and He takes  away that sin..
 He rescues and forgives, like its never been..

 I feel His serenity, His precious grace...
I feel His love .. His warm embrace..

 Patsy McNutt Morgan 06/29/13

OLDER NOW...

Older now,  realizing my days

are shorter on earth, than longer..

My thoughts, my dreams, 

my love of life, simply  gets stronger..

Cherishing now, the sights, smells 

and sounds of a summers day at dawn..

When everything is fresh as the sun 

breaks light and the wind is calm..

Able now, to reflect and look upon each

 blessings of life with gratitude and praise..

Slowing down just enough  to remember, 

to realize each infatuation, each phase..

Chapters of my past are sealed securely

within the chambers of my soul..

Days of youth, innocence , excitement,

and irrevocable  boundless joy..

There were times when life seemed

 dark with no end in sight of a brighter day..

All that time, never did I feel alone.. 

He met me always, where I cried, I prayed..

Older now,  I know He carried me through

each heartache, each tumultuous situation..

His Spirit within me gives way to celebration,

Happiness, joy , always consolation!!

Patsy McNutt Morgan

06/28/13

CHILDREN...GOD'S ANGELS ON EARTH

Children's voices singing ..
 Songs of hope, love, Rhapsody,
melodiously bringing ...

 There is simply nothing to compare on this earth ..
 Sweetly their voices lift the soul..
 gently it rises like a soaring bird..

 Stop for a minute and listen even as children play..
Joyful sounds of laughter, squeals, innocence..
So tenderly portrayed ..

 Thank you Lord, for your sweet Angels of light..
They bring joy to the burdened,
hope for the sorrowful ,
For those who are blind, Their voices,
their songs Their laughter, gives sight...

 Patsy McNutt Morgan 06/22/13

 *** ( Thank you to my grand daughter Addison, for reminding me through your songs, a child /children are so special. Your songs lifted my spirits so profoundly ) ***

A SUMMER MORNING WITH GOD...

 A soft tinkle of a wind chime heard as a breeze moves and stirs it through the opened front door..
The sprinkler taps a rhapsody, as it rat-te-tat-tats, to keep the grass watered, to sustain it's green color..

 Cherishing the unusual sounds of summer as I sip my cup of freshly brewed coffee ..
The day barely started and the magic of a new day has already given way to a thankful heart within my being ..

Soaking in the first rays of sunlight and smelling the fresh morning air..
Listening only to nature, the treasured gifts God gave us, I lift up the thankful heart in prayer..

Sweet are the sights and sounds of the world I choose to see and hear all around ...
A blessed sanctuary filled with His presence, His love, His Spirit abounds..

 My grateful heart renewed, refreshed as I begin a brand new day right from its start..
Pleased He is with me ..to comfort, to guide, to grant me assurance, promising never to depart...

Patsy McNutt Morgan 06/18/13

A FATHERS PERFECT LOVE..

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ROXY AND ME ...

ROXY AND ME ..

Her eyes are dim as she 

looks into mine ..

She's weary and tired,

 as she breaths  in deeply 

before she exhales..

She wonders, as do I ..

When did time become a puzzle,

each piece out of sight ?

The days flew by like

a bird lost in flight..

Days were longer, way

back there in the shadows..

We jumped and shouted ,

we barked and we growled ..

We didn't give a damn,

we were always full of spunk..

Days now spent laying in the

warm summer sun..

Drinking in each lingering rays,

like a thirsty white cloud and

the moisture it keeps..

Tethered by what used to be

or what should have been done..

Too weary to worry..

Too tired now to care..

One thing for sure, as we 

soak in the sun..

We gave all we could..

Regrets, we have none..

Patsy McNutt Morgan

06/15/13

HEAVEN...

 HEAVEN...

I want to run away and hide..

To my castle way up in the sky..

A castle built by angels hands..

For saints, its always been God's plan..

To heaven  where all  believers go..

Through kingdom gates, we enter slow..

Mesmerized by bright and shining light..

Taken aback by each celestial  sight..

Jesus  reaches out His welcoming arms..

Where all who enter feel safe from harm..

My eternal home is there for me..

I close my eyes, it's there I see..

The streets are paved in gold I've read..

 So pure,  like glass, the Bible said..

Every kind of precious jewels,

 inlaid in every single wall ..

 He brightly shines right through them all ..

Not in our wildest imagination or dreams.. 

Can we imagine His heavenly scene..

I pray for friends and foes alike ..

They pray the sinners prayer tonight..

Then dream, as I, of our heavenly home..

As best described in this, my poem..

Revelations 21:10-27

Patsy McNutt Morgan 

06-07-13

HER TWO FACES...

She was reminded the other day 

  of how she could be..

She can be lovable,  kind, disarming,

   but not always sweet..

Her faith is strong, her spirit alive,

   as she lifts voice to pray..

She cries for the homeless, the poor,

   the forgotten..

She prays for them each day..

Though her heart is tender, she

   can open her mouth and the words 

will not be tender or discrete.

Her words are at times are harsh,

    ruthless, unkind and far what 

 she believes and certainly not sweet !

Like Eve, she has two faces..

One face caring, forgiving and tender..

 The other loud, careless, 

  unforgiving, abrasive..

She cries in shame after much of 

 the damage she causes is done..

Her anger she thought at the moment was

  justified briefly, as the words lingered,

 were  definitely harmful to some..

Everyday she is reminded she must discard

 the unrighteousness of these two faces..

Let the love,  light and goodness shine..

 Allow the Spirit of God , the forgiven, all 

replaced within , because of Jesus..

 She is reminded of the scripture ...

 " Let the words of my heart and the mediation 

   Of my heart be acceptable in thy sight, oh

    Lord, my strength and my redeemer"..

Psalms 19:14

Patsy McNutt Morgan

06/02/13