The Cry

When times of trouble come, as they often do,
We find ourselves in worry, trying to get through.
Looking for solutions to help us win our fight,
Longing for some peace so we can sleep at night.
We think to ourselves, I have done my best.
There are no more answers, I have no happiness.
It seems that all is lost, my heart is broken too.
I have no more answers, I don't know what to do.
My problems overwhelm me, I can barely think what's right.
I'm ready to give up, I have no strength to fight.
With my head down on my pillow, I can not get to sleep.
The darkness hides my face and allows me time to weep.
All I feel is sadness, hopelessness and pain.
Why has this all happened? Why does misery reign?
I need so much help, I don't know what to do.
Please, God, just help me, help me to get through!
Then I hear this voice speaking in my head,
I wondered when you'd ask for me, you know, I'm not dead!
You thought you were alone, but I was always near.
I waited for your call so I know you're thinking clear.
You're world has many troubles, but I know what to do.
Great changes are coming, I've arranged them all for you.

You're faith must be tested, is it great or is it small?

Some have given up and they have no faith at all.

I want you to be strong and I want you to surrender,

I can do amazing things, don't you remember?

I hold all your heartbeats in my gentle hand.

Have faith and be patient and know that I AM!

Written by Samarazone-Eyeseeu

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A Small Faith

Today my faith feels very small,
But at least I have some faith at all.
God seems too quiet, he won't speak to me,
I'm asking for help, his light I can't see.
I turn to my anger, I ask where he's gone,
I blame him for things he shouldn't have done.
I question his motives, I use my bad words.
Why doesn't he hear me, is my faith blurred?
Maybe his silence is really a blessing.
I should be grateful instead of just stressing.
I have my health, my family an friends.
He's giving me time for a heart cleanse.
Then when I'm ready his voice will be heard
And I will be sorry I've been such a nerd.

The Book

The abandoned house

where lessons were taught,
waits, in stillness and silence.
A Book on a table with answers inside
for the curious, questions about us.



The Samaritan Woman
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Gerber Baby

A few weeks ago we put my Mother-in-law in an Assisted Living home after she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's Disease. Upon going through her household belongings I came across this cute photo. Scribbled on the front were the initials DHS. With over sixty kids running around her house at any given time, (grandchildren and great grandchildren),I figured one of them had defaced the picture. Well, I was wrong. After doing some research I discovered that the picture was sketched by Dorothy Hope Smith and is a 1931 Lithograph of the original Gerber baby, who became the official trademark of Gerber in that same year.

Ann Turner Cook is the name of the baby in Dorothy's picture and I think Ann is just as cute today as she was then. (See Photo Below)






















This posting is in honor of my Mother-in-Law, Johanna, who raised 12 Gerber Babies of her own. May God Bless her.