To my Love of 17 Years
Is it a color,
Feeling its way thru me?
I cannot tell what hue.
All I know is it feels so lovely,
Like my heart feels with you.
What music could be written
That would have a sound
As beautiful as the voice
Of the Love i found?
Sometimes there are no words dealt
That can explain the way your kiss felt.
I sigh with love as colors fly right thru,
And can never sleep lest next to you.
-Lisa Ely <3
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Sunday, September 13, 2015
Welcome
(this is me, welcoming the grief in my life from time to time)
Let me brace for the pain
Let the tears come
See my hearts new stain
Hurt and sadness? There is some
For this is where strength begins
I will cry so long
Through my highs and lows, my outs and ins
May God hear my sad song
My heart, Lord, it is breaking
Better to do your work now
My heart Lord, is aching
But you will mend it somehow
Where is my trust, a rock so steady?
Broken into bits
Lord, now my heart is ready
High the Lord sits
And lower i lay
On His high and exalted throne
Looking down on me this day
All on my own
I seem to be
With these tears i have sown
I will reap victory
- Lisa Ely
(this is me, welcoming the grief in my life from time to time)
Let me brace for the pain
Let the tears come
See my hearts new stain
Hurt and sadness? There is some
For this is where strength begins
I will cry so long
Through my highs and lows, my outs and ins
May God hear my sad song
My heart, Lord, it is breaking
Better to do your work now
My heart Lord, is aching
But you will mend it somehow
Where is my trust, a rock so steady?
Broken into bits
Lord, now my heart is ready
High the Lord sits
And lower i lay
On His high and exalted throne
Looking down on me this day
All on my own
I seem to be
With these tears i have sown
I will reap victory
- Lisa Ely
Monday, August 31, 2015
My Heart is a Garden
My heart is a garden
Where Jesus and i walk
We ponder the meaning of each flower
We listen and we talk
Some flowers were planted years before
And some flowers are new and rare
Some flowers need hardly anything
But others need much care
My mother planted love and prayer
And they multiplied into compassion
Others planted patience and values some call old fashion
Jesus waters them all, the old and new
I am ready to work when He calls
Even when the sky isn't blue
Envy, pride and weeds like those
Are pulled out by the root
We plant self-discipline and
Whatever Jesus says will suit
This garden needs us daily
It is in God's safekeeping
My heart is a garden
It is watered by my weeping
- Lisa Ely
My heart is a garden
Where Jesus and i walk
We ponder the meaning of each flower
We listen and we talk
Some flowers were planted years before
And some flowers are new and rare
Some flowers need hardly anything
But others need much care
My mother planted love and prayer
And they multiplied into compassion
Others planted patience and values some call old fashion
Jesus waters them all, the old and new
I am ready to work when He calls
Even when the sky isn't blue
Envy, pride and weeds like those
Are pulled out by the root
We plant self-discipline and
Whatever Jesus says will suit
This garden needs us daily
It is in God's safekeeping
My heart is a garden
It is watered by my weeping
- Lisa Ely
This is My Prayer
( a prayer for myself )
Lord, let your word be my bread,
And your spirit, my water.
Let your arms be my bed.
Let your words be my thoughts.
Let your peace be my comfort,
And may your song be my joy.
Let all lies be as silent as the breeze,
And may your words be as thunder
To my ears and heart.
And now, let me rest and glow with
The power of His love,
That shines on me like sunlight.
I will bathe in His fountain,
And i will be clean.
For He is my God and His son is my King.
In Christ's Name,
Amen.
- Lisa Ely
Sunday, August 30, 2015
I Share a Secret
( A poem written about the time i sneaked off to the beach with Hubby, who was then my boyfriend. )
I share a secret.
Please, don't tell!
(We went to the beach.)
I went with the one i love so well,
Now, i blush just like a peach.
Just one mention of sand or shell,
I giggle with delight.
I share a secret,
Please, don't tell;
Let's go again tonight!!
-Lisa Ely
Sunday, August 23, 2015
I Thought an Angel Stood Before Me
(A poem i wrote about what it was like for me the first time i ever met my Husband)
I thought an angel stood before me
And showed his adoring face.
When i realized, when i could see,
He was a man walking in God's grace.
But to remember the beautiful sunlight
Shining like a halo behind his head,
With his sweet, holy eyes in my sight,
And hair like golden thread.
Oh, that smile so white and bright
Out shined the sun for a second.
I knew he was the right,
And thought i was dreaming for three seconds.
No comprehension of his words,
Still, i responded and my soul worshiped the sound of his voice.
Oh, and when he briefly touched me,
All barriers fell and my soul rejoiced.
Now, he is my one true love,
And i thank God, you see.
A prayer descending from heaven above,
I thought an angel stood before me.
- Lisa Ely
(A poem i wrote about what it was like for me the first time i ever met my Husband)
I thought an angel stood before me
And showed his adoring face.
When i realized, when i could see,
He was a man walking in God's grace.
But to remember the beautiful sunlight
Shining like a halo behind his head,
With his sweet, holy eyes in my sight,
And hair like golden thread.
Oh, that smile so white and bright
Out shined the sun for a second.
I knew he was the right,
And thought i was dreaming for three seconds.
No comprehension of his words,
Still, i responded and my soul worshiped the sound of his voice.
Oh, and when he briefly touched me,
All barriers fell and my soul rejoiced.
Now, he is my one true love,
And i thank God, you see.
A prayer descending from heaven above,
I thought an angel stood before me.
- Lisa Ely
Monday, August 17, 2015
The Lord Gives The Song
Sometimes a song comes and goes like the wind
But when it comes to you, it is your friend.
Helping you chisel time down while you work or play;
And sometimes the words change to get you through the day.
Sometimes the song is a comfort indeed.
The Lord gives the song
For the song gives the hope you need.
-Lisa Ely
Sometimes a song comes and goes like the wind
But when it comes to you, it is your friend.
Helping you chisel time down while you work or play;
And sometimes the words change to get you through the day.
Sometimes the song is a comfort indeed.
The Lord gives the song
For the song gives the hope you need.
-Lisa Ely
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