All too soon the days are past,
As I wander down Memory Lane.
Moments relived cannot last,
Nor be part of my life again.
Where did they go? Time went so fast,
Now recalling often brings pain.
For things I thought would be always,
Are now my yesterday’s
Leona J. Atkinson 04-08-13
(Ottava rima)
Freedom!
In Christ Jesus I am not condemned as I walk according to the Spirit.
In Christ the law of the Spirit of life has made me free from the law of sin and death.
Acceptance!
God offered me this freedom by sending His Son who fulfilled the law, as I accept Him,
God, in Christ, adopts me as His child. I can now call God my “Abba, Father”
Provision!
I am now a joint heir with Christ. I have hope. I have a Helper, the Spirit, who intercedes in prayer for me.
All things will work together for good for me, because I love God and am called according to His purpose.
Purpose!
God foreknew me, predestined me, called me, justified me, will glorify me.
I have a destiny. I am to be conformed to the image of the Son.
Question?
What can one say to all these things?
I would ask— If God is for me—who can be against me?
Leona J. Atkinson 04-07-13
Read Romans 8 at: http://www.blueletterbible.org/Bible.cfm?b=Rom&c=8&v=1&t=NKJV#top
Today I said farewell to my past
as I watched memories burn in a fiery blaze and rise to the sky.
I said “Goodbye”
To letters, notes, and photographs,
As they went up in flame.
A pile of gray black ash is all to remain
of things saved and collected for years.
All is now gone and I with eyes full of tears
Look around me and feel free.
Leona J. Atkinson 04-06-13
“Sorry Mama, I love the sea.
I love it’s strength and majesty.
I love the way it speaks to me,
and there’s no place else I’d rather be,
for the ocean sets me free,
to fly and dive and soar with glee.
It’s here I keep my sanity.”
Your loving son, C.Gull
Leona J. Atkinson 04-04-13
(A Silly Rhyme)
Mama said “Don’t go, dear son of mine,
I don’t want my boy in that salty brine.
Stay home and work with me instead,
Help me bake and deliver the bread.”
But oh the cry, the cry of the Gulls,
Keeps callin’ me to the sea,
But oh the cry, the cry of the Gulls,
Just won’t let me be.
“I’m sorry Mama, I just have to go,
please understand and don’t say no,
for that salty sea is beckoning me,
and it’s where I want to be.”
For the cry, the cry of the Gulls,
keeps callin’ me to the sea,
For the cry, the cry of the Gulls,
Just won’t let me be.
“Someday soon I might settle down,
to work and live in your little town,
But, right now Mama, I must go to sea,
For those Gulls keep callin’ me.”
Oh the cry, the cry of the Gulls,
Keeps callin’ me to the sea,
Oh the cry, the cry of the Gulls,
Just won’t let me be.
“Sorry Mama, I love the sea.”
Leona J. Atkinson 04-03-13
Tricked I was, once again,
Lured by the thought of fun
I told a lie to fool a friend.
Both of us felt bad when done.
Who was fooled? She or I?
–Leona J. Atkinson 04-02-13
Slowly, silently, now the moon fades away,
just as all my dreams have done, one by one,
and I sit here staring at a blackened sky,
wondering WHY?
Why did clouds of doubt come rolling in
and cover up my hopes within?
Just when I thought my dreams were big and bright,So within reach, a blink and they were gone,
just like the moon slowly, silently, hides behind that cloud of gray.
Why, Why, couldn’t they stay?
The answer lies within my heart. I must learn not to doubt.
My faith tells me to trust, wait and obey,
for another dream will appear one day.
For just as the moon will rise and shine again,
so will my dreams….though I know not when.
In my Creator’s time, they will come to me,
and be fulfilled, as I do my part, to trust
and believe with my heart.
Slowly, silently the moon returns
from it’s hiding place behind the cloud.
I smile, as I rejoice in hope, for in it’s light I see,
a new dream rising up in front of me.
–Leona J. Atkinson 04-01-13
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