With each drop of rain

Rain can be friend or foe, In Australia recently there has been floods everywhere. A country known for its long dry seasons, we have had storms that are rarely seen. I wrote this thinking of the good that rain can do. Even though today there is sadness in our country because of floods.

A farmer enchanted by rain
A city dweller annoyed by rain
Yet with all its wild and wooly,
Wind and rain comes worship
Days in the midst of rain, its hard to pray
God is out there, looking down from,
Heaven, is a place, we know its there
But we don’t know where

In the middle of rain there is a pattern,
Into the silence, Our prayer, is heard,
Pledging help, from a sky bound destination

With each bead of rain, falling, lost
Seeks to find. a hollow deep,
Within a crevice, mixing with earthly things
Germinating God’s creatures, giving life,
In remembrance of God ,

With our thoughts focused on God
We praise God, the giver of life
The creator

Of all things
Can you behold nothing greater?
While unto the creator
We praise God the creator of our rain


A message of friendship

We’ve sat on clouds together
Share our dreams, together
Come with me on a cloud one more time
And together we will share our dreams
We’ve laughed and cried together, so many times
We have said goodbye many times over the years
But we always return, together we have shared many dreams
Together we sit, floating, on a cloud, not coming down
I think about your dreams, the dreams we shared together
All those years ago, we are different now, we are older and gray
Yet the sun still shines on us, making us grow
There are no rules now, we can do whatever we wish
No secrets to hide, we are open an honest, it’s been a long time
All day we dream, about our lives, yet we can still be strong
We sit together, on a cloud, float above, watching the doves circle
So share with me Your dreams


Your voice

Today I look to my heart,
My soul once tainted by others,
My soul now changed,
How many things have changed,
The fire and passion, ignited,
A reason to live,
A vision in my eyes,
I see, as I search into my heart
Reasons still alive, as I daily live,
Yet at times, You can’t seem to figure it out,
Deep inside, your heart there is an answer,
Believe, I still believe
There are times when I cannot speak the words,
Yet, You are willing to listen
My confidence is there, when I know You are listening
I feel Your eyes, watching me, Your eyes speak for You,
I just need to hear Your voice, so I can get through the day.


Fields of Wild Flowers

I walk across the hills, alive,
I, once wild, wild as wild flowers,
As I walk across the hills, sometimes running,
Suddenly I stop, wild flowers die in the sun,
All but one, withers,

A wild mountain rose, needs the freedom to roam,
Fear engulfs me as I run, not knowing where to go,
A flower grows wild, surviving in rough sometimes not enough,
Wild flowers grow in a crack, so be aware

Fields of wild flowers, I knew them well,
We are lost in a crowd, yet fields of wild flowers survive,
Flowers, common and free to roam,
Yet I had no room to grow,

I took my dreams to the mountains,
It seems my dreams found a mountain road,
I felt as a flower, free to roam,
Gather a seed, scatter a seed as you roam,

In a land so different from me,
I grew, fast and free,
In a garden so free, I planted a seed,
It never quite belonged,
I set me free, one day from the garden,
I walked on the wind,
Not knowing where to go
As a flower grows wild, free to roam on the wind
It will survive, as wild flowers don’t care where they grow,

No regrets for the path I chose, finding mysteries
Solving mysteries, just like a wild rambling rose

I took my dreams to the mountains,
It seems my dreams found a mountain road,
I felt as a flower free to roam.


Thank you and my reasons for being MIA

I’ve been doing a great deal of thinking about my return, to blog, or not to blog. Blogging has won out in the end. My reason being is that my blog has contained a great deal to do with my past; this year has enabled me to act upon the changes in my life. To change or not to change. I can write on my blog and change. I truly needed a break.

I recently was lucky enough to have a holiday with Tibby, her last; unfortunately. Even though she was not strong, I carried her everywhere in a carry bag and believe me she lapped everything up all the spoiling and the bacon from my breakfast. She kept alive for that week, so we could enjoy the week together.

Losing my life long companion Tibby 2 weeks ago put my return on hold for a couple of more weeks. I have had to change things in my unit as I felt her around me so much. Her spirit of life, her cheekiness still lingers. Both of my dogs will linger in my heart for a lifetime, they were special.

My year has been full of ups and downs since my surgery, when you think you’re on the road to recovery, something went wrong, numerous things; to numerous to mention and I wish to forget them now. After my surgery, it was my dream for everything to run smoothly; God had other plans for me. Telling me I was moving along too quickly and wanted me to slow down. I have learned a few lessons this year, “Be still” and be with God.

Long term pain medication did a number on my body; I understand why people go searching for drugs. It’s hard to forget the struggle of the last nearly two years Now that I am healthy and off all drugs. Those times are exhausting when I think of them; I really wish to put it all behind me now.

This year I have struggled to write, I enjoy writing, creation can be the light of your life it has been to me. There has been a freedom though about this year, a freedom that has been hard to explain. I feel free for the first time in my adult life. I came out to the world in my blog my fears, my troubles; by doing so, I am free.

Thanks to God I am living stress free, God has enabled me to move on in my life, where I see people bound by stress, finding life hard to move on. I realise I have God in my life, I pray for forgiveness each day making my life so much lighter. I gave a talk this year on my life, it was scary an emotional, I needed to recover after that; actually I was glad I did it. Thanks be to God I am where I am.




Almost ready to return

Thank you to my followers for being patient with me sorting myself out. I was almost ready to return. Then Monday I lost my little companion of 19an1/2 years it has been a very hard time as she was loved by many. She will be buried with her brother on Friday afternoon. On a hill under a gum tree over looking St. Vincent’s gulf South Australia


All things come to pass, I wondered how?

Thinking lately of every thing I have had to learn how to do. My journey has taken me completely out of my comfort zone. Learning with God, faith, trust, love, all can give you a new life in God’s hands.




All things come to pass, I wondered how?
At first it was turmoil, the turmoil slowly passed
Heartaches we have all known, today look back at the heartache
I see now I can smile, there are shadows that linger in the dark
I know now our Lord God, is there guiding me

Search out a rose that sleeps, a bloom that is lost
And a tree that is loosing it’s battle in drought ridden country
All thing in life can grow from the ruins
Let your love grow, develop faith, trust,
The stronger you get, you will endure
All things come to pass, I wondered how?
Don’t worry, talk to God, He will help
In the darkest time, we find a light
The light of a new day
We face our troubles, walking tall
We don’t face them alone
God will wipe your worries away
Don’t worry

Search out a rose that sleeps, a bloom that is lost
And a tree that is loosing it’s battle in drought ridden country
All thing in life can grow from the ruins
Let your love grow, develop faith, trust,
The stronger you get, you will endure

Matthew 6:25
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?

Matthew 6:27
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his lifespan?

Matthew 6:28
And why do you worry about clothes? Consider how the lilies of the field grow: They do not labor or spin.

Matthew 6:31
Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’

Matthew 6:34
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Today has enough trouble of its own.