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

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...

  Dearest Readers, I hope you will find something to inspire and encourage you in this longer post. Enjoy! And may God bless you. As usual, I invite you to stay awhile and browse my bookshelves for more free reads.  See you next week, God willing. Love, Alison The Return As Donal put one weary, blistered foot in front of the other, he forced himself to remain alert to danger. He had yet to reach the border between the Broadlands and the Narrows. Donal scratched nervously at his ragged beard and scanned the field beside the road for food. He pounced on some grains which had been forgotten by the harvestors, then stuffed them into his sack quickly. He could see land men in the distance. They were a hot-tempered and mean-spirited folk. He knew this from experience, having been worked nearly to death by a land man for a bare handful of food a day. Donal forced his thin, run down body to move on. Only once he'd reached the shelter of a few boulders did he stop. Then, with his back ...

  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! :)

  Go! No Time No time, no time no time at all Only today: so give Him your all *** How Beautiful the Feet See the lost people battered, hopeless, bruised feet of beauty, go! *** Calling Help me to see Lord help me to see the bruised and the broken  waiting for me to bring them the Gospel that saves and sets free *** Copyright: pencil in His Hand

  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: 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

  The Fisherman Scripture inspiration: Matthew 4: 13-25 A fisherman goes walking to his little patch of sea; and by every observation he looks just like you and me And though he wears a backpack as he heads up 'long the shore; it bears no hooks, or bait nor knife for he catches fish no more His loving Master's orders are to hook a greater prize; to wander forth, find needy souls for whom his Jesus died He walks 'longside the sunrise all glorious hued and gold; and thinks about the stories 'bout missionaries been told Men and women humble, bold God's bright message outward took; and many creature comforts for His glory they forsook Tom is eager, unafraid at start of his own journey; leans on Jesus and His Word and each courageous story First encounters happy band: a group of people dance and play; they laugh at tracts he gives: say, play with us or go away Now the Spirit soon shows Tom: Alas! Their only goal is pleasure; they will not stop their romping to seek the p...

  God's Word Words strung on a garland: A garland of grace and love Some gentle, some hard, Some straight and plain: Words sparkling and crashing, Words falling like rain Words strung on a garland: A garland of grace and love, Words strung on a garland: A gift from our Father above A.S.L Copyright: Alison Lawrence Please look around the blog for plenty of encouraging free reads. 😊💜🙏 Love and blessings, Alison