May you be filled with Christmas cheer,
and may it fill your heart in the coming year.
May you greet those you meet each day
with a smile to cheer them on their way.
May you treat each day like a gift from above,
and enjoy the time you have with those you love.
May you bring something good to all you do,
and let your love and joy come shining through.
May you be filled with wisdom and grace,
and may you live life at an unhurried pace.
May you be the miracle you were meant to be,
and always look for the beauty that is there is to see.
Lisa McIntosh
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Bloom
Up from the earth
comes the little, green shoot.
It reaches for the sun
and drinks in the rain.
Each day brings new growth.
Each day brings the promise of life.
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comes the little, green shoot.
It reaches for the sun
and drinks in the rain.
Each day brings new growth.
Each day brings the promise of life.
Lisa McIntosh
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Thanksgiving
Thank you for the sky above.
Thank you for the ones we love.
Thank you for the sun that shines.
Thank you for these gifts divine.
Thank you for the joys we share.
Thank you for the crisp, sweet air.
Thank you for the gift of life.
Thank you for easing our strife.
Thank you for another year.
Thank you for our loved ones dear.
Thank you for bringing us here.
Bless us as we greet the new year.
Lisa McIntosh
Thank you for the ones we love.
Thank you for the sun that shines.
Thank you for these gifts divine.
Thank you for the joys we share.
Thank you for the crisp, sweet air.
Thank you for the gift of life.
Thank you for easing our strife.
Thank you for another year.
Thank you for our loved ones dear.
Thank you for bringing us here.
Bless us as we greet the new year.
Lisa McIntosh
Monday, October 18, 2010
The Garden Lady
A long time ago in a faraway land
lived a gentle, old woman with a
garden quite grand.
She went out each morning with a
smile on her face admiring with
wonder her garden's quiet grace.
Everyone told her they loved her garden best.
She was just happy to sit down and rest
after weeding and planting and talking with guests.
The happiest moments, she felt in
her heart, were the times she
spent quietly growing her art.
Lisa McIntosh
lived a gentle, old woman with a
garden quite grand.
She went out each morning with a
smile on her face admiring with
wonder her garden's quiet grace.
Everyone told her they loved her garden best.
She was just happy to sit down and rest
after weeding and planting and talking with guests.
The happiest moments, she felt in
her heart, were the times she
spent quietly growing her art.
Lisa McIntosh
Kindness
Share a bit of loving kindness
as you go about your day.
Look at those who share life's journey
in a kind and gentle way.
When you want to treat another
in a way far less than kind,
take a moment and remember,
you can change your frame of mind.
If we stop and treat each other
as we would our dearest friend,
we could learn to share our kindness
in a circle that will never end.
Lisa McIntosh
as you go about your day.
Look at those who share life's journey
in a kind and gentle way.
When you want to treat another
in a way far less than kind,
take a moment and remember,
you can change your frame of mind.
If we stop and treat each other
as we would our dearest friend,
we could learn to share our kindness
in a circle that will never end.
Lisa McIntosh
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Life
Sometimes I need to stop and see
what is right in front of me.
It's easy to rush from place to place
without a smile upon my face.
To brighten someone else's day
is easy if I stop along my way.
Life is a journey that we share.
Of this, I have become aware.
I need you, and you need me.
Let's open our eyes and truly see.
Lisa McIntosh
what is right in front of me.
It's easy to rush from place to place
without a smile upon my face.
To brighten someone else's day
is easy if I stop along my way.
Life is a journey that we share.
Of this, I have become aware.
I need you, and you need me.
Let's open our eyes and truly see.
Lisa McIntosh
Friday, August 27, 2010
Happiness
I look up
and see the sky.
I watch the clouds
float slowly by.
I hear the breeze
move through the trees.
I take your hand
and see your smile.
Let's sit down here
and rest awhile.
Lisa McIntosh
and see the sky.
I watch the clouds
float slowly by.
I hear the breeze
move through the trees.
I take your hand
and see your smile.
Let's sit down here
and rest awhile.
Lisa McIntosh
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Daily Bread
Loving God,
open my eyes.
Fill me with patience.
Provide me with strength.
Clothe me with love.
Remind me I need
only bread for today.
In your hands, dear God.,
you hold my future.
Free me from fear.
Remind me to lean on you.
Thank you.
Lisa McIntosh
open my eyes.
Fill me with patience.
Provide me with strength.
Clothe me with love.
Remind me I need
only bread for today.
In your hands, dear God.,
you hold my future.
Free me from fear.
Remind me to lean on you.
Thank you.
Lisa McIntosh
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Night
The frogs croak.
The owl hoots.
The clocks tick.
Children sleep soundly.
I sit and listen.
I am thankful for today.
Lisa McIntosh
The owl hoots.
The clocks tick.
Children sleep soundly.
I sit and listen.
I am thankful for today.
Lisa McIntosh
Thankful
I have love.
I need no more.
I have faith.
I need no more.
I have friends.
I need no more.
I have you.
I need no more.
Lisa McIntosh
I need no more.
I have faith.
I need no more.
I have friends.
I need no more.
I have you.
I need no more.
Lisa McIntosh
Summer
Sizzling sunshine
drenches the day.
Sweat
drips
down
my
back.
I breath in warm, humid air.
Shade is a small refuge.
But wait, a breeze
floats
my
way.
The caress of an angel.
Butterflies
and
dragonflies
don't mind the heat.
They are carefree as they fly.
I stop to watch them and
remember summer is full of
beauty, too.
I will truly look more often.
Lisa McIntosh
drenches the day.
Sweat
drips
down
my
back.
I breath in warm, humid air.
Shade is a small refuge.
But wait, a breeze
floats
my
way.
The caress of an angel.
Butterflies
and
dragonflies
don't mind the heat.
They are carefree as they fly.
I stop to watch them and
remember summer is full of
beauty, too.
I will truly look more often.
Lisa McIntosh
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Bliss
To be here now
is truly bliss.
To feel the breeze
caress my lips.
To sit and rest
with nothing to do.
To just be here
next to you.
Lisa McIntosh
is truly bliss.
To feel the breeze
caress my lips.
To sit and rest
with nothing to do.
To just be here
next to you.
Lisa McIntosh
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Just a Mom
"I'm just a mom." I've said it, too.
But it really is quite untrue.
You are a superhero in a minivan.
You do more work than Superman.
You love, console, and sympathize.
You are a gift rare and wise.
Your children are like fruit on the vine.
You nurture them and it takes time.
Sometimes it seems hard to bear.
We give and give and seem to get nowhere.
But seeds have been planted -
of some we are unaware.
Next time you're feeling
overworked and underpaid.
Remember that you are truly blessed.
Although right now you just want to rest.
You matter more than you now know.
As you watch your children grow,
Rest in the knowledge
that they love you so.
As children age, they realize
you are grand, wonderful, good, and wise.
They have been given a marvelous prize.
They have a mother with love in her eyes.
Lisa McIntosh
But it really is quite untrue.
You are a superhero in a minivan.
You do more work than Superman.
You love, console, and sympathize.
You are a gift rare and wise.
Your children are like fruit on the vine.
You nurture them and it takes time.
Sometimes it seems hard to bear.
We give and give and seem to get nowhere.
But seeds have been planted -
of some we are unaware.
Next time you're feeling
overworked and underpaid.
Remember that you are truly blessed.
Although right now you just want to rest.
You matter more than you now know.
As you watch your children grow,
Rest in the knowledge
that they love you so.
As children age, they realize
you are grand, wonderful, good, and wise.
They have been given a marvelous prize.
They have a mother with love in her eyes.
Lisa McIntosh
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Life
What is the hurry?
Why do I rush about?
What am I seeking?
I have all I need.
I am blessed.
I feel the breeze.
I hear the birds.
I smell the flowers.
I touch your face.
I need nothing more.
Lisa McIntosh
Why do I rush about?
What am I seeking?
I have all I need.
I am blessed.
I feel the breeze.
I hear the birds.
I smell the flowers.
I touch your face.
I need nothing more.
Lisa McIntosh
Monday, February 15, 2010
Robins
They float from tree to ground.
Peacefully, they seek out food.
There is no hurry, no rush --
just a task to be done.
Soon, they will leave my backyard.
Traveling from here to there.
They are merely passing through.
Smiling, I wish them well.
I am too rushed, too hurried.
Life is to be lived and enjoyed.
Everyday moments hold wonder.
Slow down, take them in.
Lisa McIntosh
Peacefully, they seek out food.
There is no hurry, no rush --
just a task to be done.
Soon, they will leave my backyard.
Traveling from here to there.
They are merely passing through.
Smiling, I wish them well.
I am too rushed, too hurried.
Life is to be lived and enjoyed.
Everyday moments hold wonder.
Slow down, take them in.
Lisa McIntosh
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Pages
The year begins.
Blank pages await.
How shall I fill them?
I write my own story.
Each day I am given a new page.
The book begins to take form.
Will the story be a worthy one?
I want to use my gifts wisely.
Each page is a fresh start.
I do not write in isolation.
The story and the day await.
They must be filled.
Lisa McIntosh
Blank pages await.
How shall I fill them?
I write my own story.
Each day I am given a new page.
The book begins to take form.
Will the story be a worthy one?
I want to use my gifts wisely.
Each page is a fresh start.
I do not write in isolation.
The story and the day await.
They must be filled.
Lisa McIntosh
Clarity
I open my eyes,
but do I see?
I listen to you,
but do I hear?
I hold your hand,
but do I feel?
If I want to see clearly,
I must open my heart.
If I want to truly hear,
I must clear my mind.
If I want to feel deeply,
I must open my soul.
Lisa McIntosh
but do I see?
I listen to you,
but do I hear?
I hold your hand,
but do I feel?
If I want to see clearly,
I must open my heart.
If I want to truly hear,
I must clear my mind.
If I want to feel deeply,
I must open my soul.
Lisa McIntosh
Life
The cool breeze,
The warm sun,
The beauty of a flower.
I pray that I will cherish them.
I pray that I will stop and look around.
I want to make every moment count.
I want to appreciate the miracle of life.
Lisa McIntosh
The warm sun,
The beauty of a flower.
I pray that I will cherish them.
I pray that I will stop and look around.
I want to make every moment count.
I want to appreciate the miracle of life.
Lisa McIntosh
Grace
Grace is a gift given to me.
I choose to be gracious.
Love is a gift given to me.
I choose to love.
These are gifts I can share.
I will.
Lisa McIntosh
I choose to be gracious.
Love is a gift given to me.
I choose to love.
These are gifts I can share.
I will.
Lisa McIntosh
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