Thursday, November 19, 2009

BUILDING BRIDGES




Let’s build a bridge together,
That arches through the years,
Revisiting in memory,
Dreams we both held dear.
A time when we built castles,
As we ambled in the rain,
Sketching dreams in vapor,
On life’s windowpane.
Our fancies lived a moment,
The bubbles soon would burst,
Each would soon face heartache,
Each would experience hurt.
Can we bridge the distance?
Can a way be found,
To breach the years between us?
Can we find common ground?
A time that we remember,
Like it was yesterday,
Could link us to the present
If love could have its way.

Myra D’Souza/19th November 2009




Tuesday, November 17, 2009

THE WORD AND I


Day has yet to blossom,
Night has yet to pale,
The sky has yet to put away,
Her star embroidered veil.
Dawn will keep its promise,
As it ushers a new day,
Responding to Your call I come,
To watch with You and pray.

My Friend and my Beloved,
How sweet it is to be,
With God who deigns to make Himself
Accessible to me.
On fire with the Spirit,
Love overwhelms my soul,
God Almighty reaches out,
To heal and make me whole.

In reverential silence,
I worship You in awe,
Wonderstruck that I am loved
By You despite my flaws.
Grant me grace dear Jesus,
Sufficient for today,
To take my cross and follow You,
Along the narrow way.

Myra D’Souza/16th November

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Born: 10:11:1986
Gone to God: 12:03:1988


Today the tears spilled over,
As I began to pray,
I thought about my little girl,
Whose birthday is today.

God’s little baby blossom,
Her mission was to be,
The instrument that helped me,
Experience Calvary.

He walked me through the Scriptures,
He helped me find relief,
The Word of God consoled me
And helped to ease my grief.

After slight affliction,
Come blessings manifold,
In the furnace of His Love,
He purifies each soul.

In dying with the Savior,
We rise anew to life,
Redeemed, my baby lives again,
Eternally in Christ.

Myra D’Souza / 10 November 2009


Wisdom 2:23--3:1, 5-6 & 9
God created man to be immortal in the likeness of His own nature...
The souls of the just are in the hands of God and no torment shall touch them. After slight affliction will come great blessings, for God has tried them and found them worthy to be with Him, after testing them as gold in the furnace, He has accepted them as a holocaust. Those who trust in Him will penetrate the truth, those who are faithful will live with Him in love, for His grace and mercy are for His chosen ones.

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