My wish for you is three in part.
I wish you love to fill your heart.
I wish you peace to fill your soul.
I wish you faith to make you whole.
Lisa McIntosh
Friday, December 9, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
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
Friday, September 16, 2011
The 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.
Lisa McIntosh
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
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Life
May the wonder of life
never cease to amaze.
May the joy in each moment
give you reason to praise.
May you always remember
how special you are.
May you treasure the gift
we are given each day.
May you stop now and then
to feel the wind in your hair
and watch the birds,
as they float in the air.
Remember to tell those you love
just how precious they are.
And when you look up at night,
wish on a star
Lisa McIntosh
May the joy in each moment
give you reason to praise.
May you always remember
how special you are.
May you treasure the gift
we are given each day.
May you stop now and then
to feel the wind in your hair
and watch the birds,
as they float in the air.
Remember to tell those you love
just how precious they are.
And when you look up at night,
wish on a star
Lisa McIntosh
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Summer
I feel the grass beneath my feet.
I smell the flowers’ perfume sweet.
I taste the fruit fresh from the tree.
I hear the birds as they sing to me.
I touch the blossom on the vine.
I know life is a gift divine.
Lisa McIntosh
I smell the flowers’ perfume sweet.
I taste the fruit fresh from the tree.
I hear the birds as they sing to me.
I touch the blossom on the vine.
I know life is a gift divine.
Lisa McIntosh
Monday, February 21, 2011
The Stars
I went to the window to greet the day.
But all the stars had gone away.
"Oh no," I thought, "Where can they be?
Perhaps they are afraid of me."
But when I looked up again,
I saw their shining faces grin.
"We were never out of sight.
We were shining through the night."
At times, my eyes fail to see
the beauty right in front of me.
Little details of the day
quickly pass along the way.
Lisa McIntosh
But all the stars had gone away.
"Oh no," I thought, "Where can they be?
Perhaps they are afraid of me."
But when I looked up again,
I saw their shining faces grin.
"We were never out of sight.
We were shining through the night."
At times, my eyes fail to see
the beauty right in front of me.
Little details of the day
quickly pass along the way.
Lisa McIntosh
Monday, January 24, 2011
After The Storm
The rain washed the sky.
The sun beamed down upon the earth.
The clouds were washed in golden light.
I was shown a piece of heaven.
Lisa McIntosh
The sun beamed down upon the earth.
The clouds were washed in golden light.
I was shown a piece of heaven.
Lisa McIntosh
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