Summer's over

It's been a long, hard, busy summer. I worked full time, and between working, looking for a new place to live, and then moving, have not had time for much else. Now it's part time hours again, and learning even more to trust God for our needs.

My pastor passed away yesterday afternoon after a two year fight with cancer. While sad, I'm so glad for him because he is now with Jesus and having a wonderful time. His faith was so strong it encouraged anyone who came in contact with him. I'm blessed because last Sunday during testimony time he told me how my poetry inspires him. I can hold onto that and be encouraged to keep on writing even if I don't know who reads it or how they feel about it.

So I will be writing more often over the upcoming months again. I'll post at least weekly, more often if I can as I have many things to get ready for: three craft shows over the next two months, the holidays, and digging deeper into my Bible and studying where I've fallen short over the summer months. And back to being the prayer warrior I'm supposed to be. The gift of hands on healing won't come until I do.

So be blessed, and I'll be back soon.

Gone Home

He was my pastor,
He was my friend,
And though he's gone,
I know I'll see him again.

He lived what he taught,
He lived what he believed,
And though he's gone,
He didn't leave in defeat.

He followed his Savior, Jesus.
He ran the race victoriously.
He thrived under God's grace,
And to God's love he had the key.

He loved people in their joy.
He loved them through pain and sorrow.
He taught them the skills to cope,
And kept reminding them there's hope for tomorrow.

We can be joyful even though we're sad
That his journey has come to and end.
It's okay for us to miss him, but we must stay strong,
Because this man has gone home to heaven.