Pencil in His Hand: A Mother's Journal of Poems, Thoughts, and Stories.

  Three Inspirational Poems Pit In the darkest pit of grief, despair where hope has died God finds you there. So cry out to the Saving One, whose love-stained cross light's victory won *** Psalm 107:28 "Then they cry to the Lord in their trouble, and He brings them out of their distresses." *** Victory When the battle rages our hearts melt to our toes: But God our only Helper defeats all deadly foes. *** Psalm 108:12,13 "Give us help against the adversary, for vain is the help of man. Through and with God we shall do valiantly, for He it is Who shall tread down our adversaries." *** A Joyful Mother (This is what I want to always be.) A joyful mother  sings a song though days are hard and nights  are long. A joyful mother has no fear  for through the pain her Lord is near. *** Psalm 113:9 "A joyful mother." *** With love and prayers. All Scripture, Amplified Version. *** Poems copyright: Alison Lawrence. *** Ps. Here is the link to my testimony if you w...

  A Few Poems And Thoughts Peace Set your mind on things above and learn to live in His great love. Down here we stress and rush about as loud and worldly voices shout. But as for you, don't pay them mind walk with Jesus, peace you'll find. *** I need to question myself and my motives regularly. It's not about me. Sometimes, I think my whole day revolves around the need to get to that place called "Time for Myself." I know that I am terribly selfish. Although I do much for others, I think that a lot of the time, it's all about me: my feelings, my pain, my hurt. That's the way we humans are. Only with God's help can we change or do true good. Also, I seem to always be busy with some project or other. Or book. I seem to always have a mental to-do list of projects. I struggle to just be. To be still. And there is never enough time for everything. For certain, time is short. I just know that there is no time for the unimportant. And yet, most of one's ...

  Poems, Photos and a Glimpse of my Garden Rest of soul and peace of mind are hard for you  and me to find: Until we rest our  hearts in God; strength will falter, days grow hard A new day to pray, to love and give, A new day to serve, to work and praise, A new day to soak in Your precious peace I wish I could go back to all the happy days: to hold on to those moments, and sing a song of praise. Love and kindness I would bring, and serve the Lord much more. I truly wish it could be done through an old and hidden door. But since I cannot go back, to those sweet and bygone days, I'll give to Jesus all my heart so He can change my un-nice ways *** Copyright: pencil in His Hand *** St John's creeper New growth. (Not sure whether they are flowers or veg.) Protecting my carrots Paprika Looks like a chilli A good showing of coriander and some other herb. Swiss chard doing nicely My books

  Three Poems For Homemakers There's something  about the  pottering, the dusting, the sweeping, arranging, cooking, baking,  decorating, That's so normal, so good: sharply juxtaposed against the backdrop  of a crazy world. here, I pray, I clean, I sing. Even though things are crazy in my own life, Calm settles with the dust motes and joy stirs in my cup *** This little home of mine, I'm going to help it shine: I'll try to keep it clean and neat, and offer callers food and seat The children I will teach and show the way to One Who loves them so And hopefully, the air will ring with joyful praise as voices sing I hope to give true hope and cheer to all who come through love and prayer O Lord, please help it shine so bright A homely lighthouse in the night. *** My list of chores  just grows and grows, along comes stress a well known foe The messes mount, the wash pile grows, now children fight and all peace goes It's time to slow right down I know, to rest, t...

View River   A Few Poems Never Alone Even if I where a lonely cloud wandering I would never really be alone for Jesus is in my heart and always will be. I love Him, you know. Not with a perfect love; not the way I want to. But I truly do love Him. Even if I were a solitary star glowing faintly, I would not be all alone: for the Great I Am is always with me. Even though I am unworthy, so unworthy, He is with me and He loves me so: with a holy, pure, eternal love. A love which I am only beginning to grow in, slow, o, so slowly. So here I am, a human being, alone in my me-ness; alone in my uniqueness, yet never alone. I am misunderstood, yet Jesus understands. Forgotten, yet remembered by the Lord. Swimming in my struggles yet held close, so close by Him. So yes, I may appear a lonesome sight; a woman wandering in her own world, silent and solitary, wrapped in her thoughts. Thoughts which He knows. Following a path He walks with me in a world which suddenly seems a great deal less lon...

  Illustrated Inspirational Poems Dearest Readers, Here are a few poems from my poetry notebook. I hope you feel encouraged today. The world is so dark. Evil abounds. It is easy to feel discouraged and sad. How blessed we are to have Jesus! He is our joy. Do you know Him too? *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** Copyright: pencil in His Hand Are you searching? Would you like to know more about Jesus? You may find my testimony helpful. (Just scroll down a little.) Testimony John 3:1-8, 10-21 ESV [1] Now there was a man of the Pharisees named Nicodemus, a ruler of the Jews. [2] This man came to Jesus by night and said to him, “Rabbi, we know that you are a teacher come from God, for no one can do these signs that you do unless God is with him.” [3] Jesus answered him, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born again he cannot see the kingdom of God.” [4] Nicodemus said to him, “How can a man be born when he is old? Can he enter a second time into his mother’s womb and be born?” [5] J...

  Poems from my Heart Putting on the Brakes I'm slowing down breathing, stopping, Long enough to say Thank You I'm putting on the brakes: walking  not jogging resting not scrolling Long enough to  say Here I am: send me *** Happy Happy day! Oh Happy day! I go along, I sing, I pray Working, working, all day long It's He who makes me joyful, strong *** Message Here's a little song Just a few lines long It's only purpose is to say: My Jesus lives, He is the Way! *** Copyright: pencil in His Hand Ps: I will post episode two of The Waiting Room tomorrow, God willing. I'm aiming to post an episode on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. See you soon! :)

  Going over Jordan I'm going over Jordan, the victory will be mine I'm laying down my burdens as I place my hand in Thine Going over Jordan; surrender all to Thee Going over Jordan I'm Spirit filled and free *** Fearless His feathered tail goes up and down, as wagtail walks along, and even though I go behind, he has no fear and sings his song *** Strengthened Tired to my toes today, Tired to my toes: Every step a burden and only Jesus knows Yet every falt'ring step He bolsters with His hand and even through the tiredness I walk and joyful stand *** Copyright: Alison Lawrence *** Hope you have a blessed day with Jesus. :) 

  Photo: Aaron Burden. Unsplash Help me to remember Lord, set my thinking free Help me to remember Lord, I need to follow Thee Help me to become O Lord, all that I should be Help me to remember Lord, to help them follow Thee *** So many want Heaven: they want to be saved But they don't want a cross or the path You have paved *** Easy to say "I'm a Christian" you know Easy to put on a  fancy big show but not to fool God Who sees all you do So repent, turn from sin, be washed and made new *** Copyright: pencil in His Hand 

  Photo: Marcus Woodbridge. Unsplash Doubt Tossed Tossed and wavering to and fro on my boat as storm winds blow Now I'm in the valley next up high up and down 'neath threat'ning sky Enough! I must decide: choose this day leave all doubt rest in Him alway *** Copyright: Alison Lawrence

  Photo: Luca Upper. Unsplash Happy The secret of a happy life: must keep my eyes on You Place You at the centre of all I am and do Idols I'm dismantling the high places I'm smashing all the poles casting evil idols on the burning coals I cannot make them pretty give them place in my life for all they have to offer is dark, death, and strife My idols may be nice and even very good but I knock them from their places for they stand  where once You stood *** Copyright: Alison Lawrence

  Walking Forward I go Going along slow jerkily I creep forward I'm moving to You *** Every small step a definite decision I will follow You *** Never looking back though Egypt looks so easy Your hand fast in mine *** Times I stop or fall You wait for me to obey gain a victory *** These four poems reflect the walk of a believer. Sometimes our progress may seem snail slow, but always, there is a forward movement, no matter how small. The believer may  stop, pause, falter, or even fall, but he or she does not turn around or go back to Egypt. (Pre- salvation life.)  Because of the constant love and presence of Jesus, the believer is able to keep going along the narrow trail. *** Garden Update There is not a huge amount going on in the garden at the moment. It has been pretty hot for March. I have sown some seeds though, including basil, eggplant, and pansies amongst others. So far, the usual compost tomatoes are coming up, along with a bean. As you can see from the photos, I...