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Gallant Steeds of White

We ride on gallant steeds of white
Our Royal Banners flying.
Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna!
All the peoples are crying

Our King has come to claim His own.
And, we behind Him ride.
Our battles fought; Our battles won;
For God was at our side.

Our King is crowned;
His Kingdom’s come!
And, we beside Him stand.
Our tears are dried;
Our prayers were heard;
Avenged by His right hand.

Our King now stands;
Each knee is bowed,
His name rings through the air!
Jesus, the name above all names,
To Him none can compare.

Our King calls forth His Holy Bride
We come forth from their midst.
Our trial met; Our trials done.
His call begins the feast.

We are His Holy Bride to be,
For Him we are set apart.
Our Lives were His; Our Lives are His.
His name’s burned on our hearts.

Oh, come and listen while you can,
To the glory we will share.
Oh, come and listen while you can,
And, cast away all cares.

Answer His Call; the time draws near,
In Him you must abide.
Put off old ways; Put off all sin,
Come join His Holy Bride!

We ride on gallant steeds of white.
We stand at His Right Hand!
We ride on gallant steeds of white.
Come join us while you can!

Faithful Daughter

Blessed Maiden, bathed in light,
Gave consent to God’s delight.
Faithful daughter, servant maid,
Walked with God in plans pre-laid.

Loving Mother, her child’s delight,
Protected Him both day and night.
“Flee Judah,” the dreams command,
“Save the child from Herod’s hand!”

Ancient Nazareth, old and still,
Hid the child of God’s own Will.
Child of wonder and delight,
Bright and loving in her sight.

Bright eyed toddler, with wooden toys,
Growing up with other boys.
Spirit’s stirring from within,
Soon dis-joined all of them.

Son and Mother with spirits still,
Set their hearts on God’s own Will.
Both their own path had to trod,
Each unwavering to serve their God.

All too soon to grow and leave,
Leaving her alone to grieve.
All the joys, fears, and pain,
Brought together for our gain.

Theotokos*, “Bearer of Life,”
Brought Salvation into light.
Theologos, “Word of God,”
Bought our lives with His Own Blood.

Heaven holds them both unseen,
Son and Mother as King and Queen.
Judah’s Miriam, God’s gentle maid,
Bore His Son by whom we’re saved.

*Theotokos, means God bearer, it’s use here is poetic license.

 

The Eternal City

We see the Eternal City
Her Foundations tried by fire.
We see the Eternal City
And hear the Angels’ Choir.
Within her gates all Life is found.
Her Treasure’s worth more than gold.
In her, Our Lord and Saviour dwells.
His Face the Saints behold.
Oh, yearn my heart for Her to come.
Jerusalem, Oh, so fair.
To walk among the Saints of Old,
To live victorious there.
Think not my soul, “She will not come.
Her comings just a dream.”
Look up and wait,
The time is short…
All’s not as it may seem.
The time for her arrival is drawing
Oh, so nigh.
Be vigilant, My Brothers,
To hear the watchman’s cry!
The City of Our God will come;
As surely as will He.
Be watchful; Keep believing.
Our Saviour, we will see!
We see the Eternal City,
Her foundations tried by fire.
We see the Eternal City,
And, hear the Angels’ Choir!

The Dance

The Dance goes on—
It’s throbbing beat
Brings Life and Joy
Unto my feet!

The Dance goes on—
The fire grows warm.
I feel the strength
Within Your arms!

The Dance goes on—
The night grows deep.
Within Your power,
I rest and sleep.

The Dance goes on—
The Sun is high.
My King—My Lord
Is drawing nigh!

The Dance goes on—
And all is still.
Now all creation
Does His Will!

The Dance goes on!

Abbey’s Antics!

The following selections are from my Facebook page.  The Antics of our new puppy have been amusing quite a few of my friends and their friends.  So, I have picked out the best of the postings and put them here… In Abbey’s Antics.  But, first an introduction to Abbey Gale Prosciutto.  Abbey was suppose to be a pure bred German Shepherd, But…  Apparently, the local Schnauzer “about Town,” got to mom before German Shepherd dad did.  Which probably accounts for all of her antics!  Abbey and I hope you enjoy the snippets and chuckles from her young life.

Abbey Displays Election Day… Neglect.        The mom left the farm in the dark yesterday. And, was not seen by the light of day! Where was she! Where did she go! Oh, What to do!(in the middle of 200 acres). Abbey was at a loss! Who would be her friend! Who would help her fill her lonely sad day… Auntie Lady!!!! Off we went into the weeds… around the lake… anywhere we wanted!   It was dark when the mom’s truck rolled to a stop. With a pat upon three heads, the mom dragged to the human house door. The 13 hours at the polls as a precinct clerk were over! The mind was numb and the body was tired. A thump on the front door and the mom slowly moved off the couch to open it.

In slid a happy Abbey Pup! The mom was not so tired as not to feel a face full of dried mud and stickers! The body smelled of dead and dying fish! OMG! A farm field trip was smeared all over her body!! With only the energy to think about giving her a shower, the mom went to eat a bowl of soup. Then, put all pups to bed at 10, and found her bed, too. 15 years as a precinct clerk and nothing else mattered but bed!  Like Scarlett O’Hara, I would deal with Abbey and everything else….Tomorrow!!!!

Abbey takes a …..          Well, this morning was all I could take! I have the kitchen, the kitchen floor, the bathroom floor and many other things awaiting my attention… Yesterday was spent the way I was…Spent!    So when Jim drove off to Georgetown and the pups were fed, Abbey had to come in. She lay down on the floor beside me as I finished my coffee. Of course, she was damp from toe nails to belly from the wet grass. That was when I realized that my biggest clean up was not any of the above!  The smell of dead fish was too much!  Sooooo, without a bathtub in the house, Abbey took A Shower!!!!

Abbey Our First Line of Defense!
Last night a loud thump hit the back door. Abbey wanted in and she wanted in Now! With her back to me, barking into the blackness of the night, Abbey stood splay leged on the top step of the porch. With the opening of the back door, she streaked past me in a fast trot that would have made a pacer proud… Growling all the way down the hall she hit the living room, stared at the human who is not mom sitting in his recliner. When he made no move to go with her, she spun around, paced past me in the hall and came to a screeching halt at the back door. With all this growling and posturing of a military K-9, I had to see if I needed to pull my gun and help in defense of hearth and home!
There, coming out of the darkness, with the rolling gait of a great white  polar bear was “Uncle Dakota!” The darkness wasn’t even dark since we have night 2 lights  lighting the area.  But, with adrenaline pumping, Abbey was not sure that this was not a great bear dressed up as her uncle… After all, Holloween was tomorrow.  Uncle Dakota was to tired to fight for the porch so he just stood at the bottom of the porch steps. His attitude was, “oh, now what, pup!” I had to go out and call him up.
Oh, was Abbey embarrassed! She licked his muzzle, telling him he should not have sneaked up on her like that! Of course it did not help that the mom was laughing so hard she that she could hardly breathe…. The mom would break into Abbey Gales of laughter throughout the rest of the evening!

Abbey in the Mystery of the disappearing water…
Over the past several weeks, Jim and I have been washing out the water bowl on our porch. We were finding it in a new and strange condition… It was almost empty, surrounded by dispersed water and slimy with mud, as if the big dogs were washing their faces in it! Since Lady has been the only digger we have, this was a new move on her part.
The following pictures have helped solved the mystery, but we have never caught the culprit in action! Someone has been caught with wet paws, chest, and face! Guess Who!!

Abbey stars in ….
NIGHT OF THE SLEEPING DEAD…DOG!
Since Abbey has grown so much, she can no longer sit/lay on me in the recliner. Therefore, I have had to relocate to the couch recliner so she can sleep next to me.
Abbey’s preferred position is with her feet into the back of the couch and her head and back to the edge. I have tried to turn her several times with no success. So, as a mom, I hold her back feet to keep her secure. Well, the other night with her long legs braced to the back of the couch, she fell asleep. I was holding her back legs in place while I was watching a show. Before I could catch her, her head, shoulders and body slithered down to the floor. I let go of her hind feet.  She landed with a heavy thump! She never missed a breath, never woke up and continued the Sleep of the Dead Dog!

Abbey’s New Game… Bobbing for Bones!
Yesterday afternoon was boring until Abbey grabbed one of her smoked chews and went outside on the porch for a drink. Holding the chew in her mouth she leaned over the water bowl to drink… in went the chew! Well, opening her mouth to grab the chew she came up for air and dripping water! Shaking her head and clearing her mouth, she stared into the water bow and at her chew covered in 6 inches of water. After another try, she began drinking the water down. Then, she stepped aside and let Lady drink. And, made another attempt at diving for chews! She drank some more and tried again!  Jim and I had been watching from the back door.  I could not take it anymore… It was time for a mom intervention! I retrieved her soggy chew!  Which, by the way, was softened to the right chewing consistency. So, maybe that was Abbey’s plan all along!

Abbey conquers …
Yesterday was a day of firsts! Yesterday morning, read 7:30 am, Abbey came bounding into the kitchen after a successful climb up “Everest,” the dark basement stairs. With her “Sherpa” behind her telling her to go on… And, the mom was in the kitchen calling, “Come on, Abbey! You can do it!” Abbey conquered “Everest!”
Amid the celebration pats and praises of “Good Job,” the mom took her good smelling hot stuff, read coffee, into her chair and set it down on an end table. Turning to the triumphant Abbey sitting between her feet, she leaned down and said, “Are you hun………gry! The gap in between was filled with action. Two paws hit the mom’s shoulders as she leaned down and a very Hairy Nose went in and out of her mouth in a split second!    YUKKK!!!   Another first for the mom!

 

Reflections of Joy

Oh, God!
I am broken—
The brightly colored hopes of my
Childhood dreams lie scattered at my feet.
The echo of their breaking beats against my ears.
The optimism of my youthful expectations has died
Within
me.
Broken are the promises believed.
Pain reverberates down the corridors of my life.
And, old memories ring like the tolling of a bell.
Oh, Master Craftsman, I lay these broken and
Shattered dreams at Your Blessed Wounded Feet.
Do what you will with them and me.
Out of the Lord’s Will comes the reflections of His Love,
Making stained glass beauty out of torn and broken lives.
His Light shines out of the hues of our pain to show
The amethyst and azure of our healing.
His Love reflects through the beauty of
His works, drawing others to Him
And, to their healing.
Then, to the Glory of God,
We stand about God’s throne
As a beautiful gift, prepared by the Son;
A Stained Glass tribute to God’s Never Ending Love.

Enter The Dance

 

Come my love and dance with me,
Take my hand in life.
Come my love and dance with me,
And, Dance away all strife.

My Love is the music that fills your heart.
My Love is the beauty that glows.
My Love is the well-spring of your heart.
My Love is the Spirit’s flow.

So, Come my love and Dance with me.
Come my love, your face I see.
Come my love, your tears are gone.
Come my love into my arms.

Take My Hand, receive of Me.
Take My Hand, My Joy you’ll be!
Take My Hand, receive your peace.
Take My Hand, all fears will cease.

Enter the Dance and Dance with Me!
Let Me be all things to thee.
O, Come my love and dance with Me.
O, Come my love, My Life’s in thee!

The Lilies of the Fields

Consider the lilies of the fields,
They neither toil nor do they spin,
Yet, Solomon in all his glory was not
Arrayed like one of them.

Consider the sparrow in its flight.
It neither toils nor has a care,
Yet, your Heavenly Father see to it
That the sparrow has its share.

Are you not more important
Than bird or passing flower?
And, how much worry do you think
Can extent life one more hour?

Oh, listen now My Children,
And, hear now what I say,
Your only happiness and freedom
Comes with giving me each day.

Each day will have its troubles.
Each day will have its care.
Each day will have its glory,
As you learn to come and share.

Lift up your voice and cry to Me.
Let Me hear your heart’s desire.
The Love we’ll share is beyond all words
And will set your heart on fire.

This Fire will burn away the fear,
And, set your spirit free.
Your heart will joy to hear the call to
“Come and Follow Me.”

Joyful Barefoot Child

 

I am Thy joyful barefoot child,

Thy gypsy running free.

You are my souls consuming fire.

None other loves like Thee.

Your love allows my life to grow,

Through laughter and through tears.

I will always be Thy barefoot child,

As time moves through the years.

I am Thy joyful barefoot child.

There’s gypsy in my soul.

My heart breaks forth in music,

As Your love becomes my goal.

Your love brings forth my child like faith,

Through testing and through fire.

I am Your gypsy running free,

As You are my desire.

I am Thy joyful barefoot child;

Thy gypsy running free.

You are My Lord, My Prince, My King!

All joy belongs to me.

Breath of Life

 

Come Holy Spirit from God’s Glorious Throne,
breathe on us and make us your own.
Breath of God, Creator Sweet,
Reveal Yourself… God’s Paraclete.
Creator Spirit, Breath of Life,
Protect us from our fears and strife.
Sing Your Songs of Peace and Light,
And, guide us into God’s Holy Life.
Make within our fragile frame,
Lives of Honor to God’s Name.
Let our lives of service be
For the sake of others needs.
Let us answer God’s sweetest call,
To be servants for one and all.
Let us offer God’s Love serene,
Let us do this all unseen.
For the Love that never ends,
We lay down our lives for a friend.
When we follow God’s only Son,
We sing with Joy,
When life is done.