Who am I? A wife for almost 40 years. A mom for over 36 years. A sister and a friend, of course. Each of these help describe me. But, even more, I have been a Christian since accepting Him as my Savior when I was 12 years old and, this truth defines each area of my life. I have enjoyed some mountain top experiences but have been through some very deep valleys as well. Valleys of incredible grief and even pits of depression. However, most of my days are ordinary, routine kind of days. But in every one of my days, God has been faithful. He has walked with me whatever the day. He strengthens, comforts, encourages and blesses me with life "most abundant."

A favorite life verse: The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. John 10:10

Why do I write? Though not quite as private as my dad, I am definitely my father's daughter. I find it difficult to share. And to let others in. But I do love to write. I love to put words into sentences and sentences in paragraphs that help express my thoughts. I hope my words help me share my heart. Share the life that God has given me and all that He has done for me and through me. I write with the hope of giving Him at least a bit of the glory He is due.

A verse to guide my writing: That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ. I Peter 1:7

No One Expected Me!

Posted on By jennifer

Happy Friday:)  No “official” Friday post for me this week.  As I mentioned earlier, I was looking forward to a couple of days away with some friends – and this is the weekend!  Woo hoo!  I did want to say hello and leave you a short poem that I read this week.  Have you ever read Jill Briscoe?  I receive her devotional email every morning and really enjoy it.  I enjoy listening to her whenever I have a chance.  Her thoughts this week have been from the parable of the sower and the seed.  Such good food for thought on a very familiar passage.

She finished one day up with the thought that Christ is the judge of the soil.  Judging is not our job – no matter how well we feel we’ve mastered that talent.  Ahem.  She included this poem – which I assume she wrote herself.  She writes and shares poetry quite a bit.  Enjoy this one….and have a great weekend!  I will be back on Tuesday (and just maybe on Monday morning for a quick hello!)

I dreamt death came the other night
and Heaven’s gates swung wide.
An angel with a halo bright
ushered me inside.
And there to my astonishment stood folks
I’d judged and labeled
As “quite unfit,” “of little worth,”
and “spiritually disabled.”
Indignant words rose to my lips, but
never were set free,
For every face showed stunned surprise;
No one expected me!

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Comments (4)

  1. Oh I do like this poem. Thanks for sharing & I hope that you have a very enjoyable time away with friends. Friends that refresh us are the best.

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