Tag Archives: God

A Spring Chorus

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The winter is gone and  it’s Spring!

For Joy ….Let us Sing

Let the Good News Ring!

Let us thank God for everything!

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Unchanging

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This picture was taken in March 2005 when Deat...

This picture was taken in March 2005 when Death Valley had a tremendous display of wildflowers after an extremely wet year. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Unchanging
The mountains seem unchanging
as I gaze upon them today
Yet down through the ages they
have fallen and crumbled away
through earthquakes, floods,
 forces of nature.
 
Some have been built back up
You can see where they have
not always been the same.
They are always changing,
And I see as I never have before –
nothing is unchangeable,
in this world, except God.
 
 HE ONLY is the “Rock” on
which we can stand.
All other things WILL BE
shaken and fall
regardless of how firm or
permanent they appear.
 
By Clara Betty Deese
(written on a trip to Death Valley)

Poems About My Daughter

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My Daughter

My daughter was a brief  ripple

upon the ocean of  life

not a hurricane,

Ebbing and flowing

in gentle waves around

those who knew her:

A broken alabaster box,

a precious treasure

releasing its essence.

Waves of memory rush in and

recede on the shores of my mind

 

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Garden of Life

There are noxious weeds in the Garden of Life

which suck the nourishment from God’s flowers.

Cancer was the weed that choked the life

from my daughter’s body that fatal day in

the Spring of 2007.

I had no weapon but prayer to fight this foe

which took possession of her body,

so suddenly and completely.

It seemed that even this failed

That God did not hear my plea.

I cried out, “Why, Why?? –she is so young!”

There are still so many things for her to do!!

Surely, this is a bad dream that will pass

And I will awake to my daughters smile.

I try to comprehend it as day follows day –

I expect to see her as before –

for her to call me on the phone with the latest

news – what she and Vicki have been doing,

and we will talk way too long, as usual.

But the dream doesn’t end.

My “Reality” will never be the same.

I have to learn to live without a daughter

who was my closest confident and friend –

my constant Joy and Wonder.

A daughter who understood

and tried to please me – and everyone else.

She never wanted to offend in any way.

(This was both her best and worse trait

as she didn’t take care of herself.)

How do I live without her Sweet spirit?

The fact that she was always there for me?

By Clara Betty Deese

 

(My daughter,  Glenda Marie (Deese) Jacinto died March 9th, 2007 at the Solano Hospital in Vallejo, Ca.  She was 50 years old. This was written at my brother’s home in Arizona, on March 26 after reading one of  his books on “Poetic Healing” )

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