Taking time for the self, doing what is special, is spiritually invigorating!
~Marie T. Morrison~
Monday, April 2, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
THE SENSES OF FAITH
We cannot see faith,
nor taste it.
We cannot touch faith
nor is it something we can smell
or hear.
I do see the man living his faith,
Saying things will be okay,
God gave him a beautiful family,
That prayers give them hope.
To overcome present obstacles.
As farmers invite neighbors
To enjoy plentiful food
From the crops of the land,
A taste of faith is experienced,
With prayers to God whispered,
For the land He gave them to be toiled.
A newborn child,
Cuddled in the warmth of its parents,
It’s new skin so soft and smooth,
Is touching faith,
A mother and father,
Devoting themselves to God & prayer,
Knowing they are bringing a new soul into the world.
Faith has no set fragrance, yet it surrounds us.
As we sit in fields looking out in gratitude at God’s glory,
There it is in the whiff of pine needles, a wild rose,
A child’s breath ,in the rich soil at our feet and in the salty ocean waves.
Praying to God, my best friend, I hear him talk to me.
That is faith. I hear faith in God’s creatures,
The birds singing their morning tunes, the chipmunks chatting for the nut.
I hear faith speaking in the rippling stream, the flowing waterfall and at sea.
We only need to open the senses to know faith is awaiting,
God will be there with us, to experience every wonderful sensation
In this beautiful world of His!
~M.T. Morrison~
nor taste it.
We cannot touch faith
nor is it something we can smell
or hear.
I do see the man living his faith,
Saying things will be okay,
God gave him a beautiful family,
That prayers give them hope.
To overcome present obstacles.
As farmers invite neighbors
To enjoy plentiful food
From the crops of the land,
A taste of faith is experienced,
With prayers to God whispered,
For the land He gave them to be toiled.
A newborn child,
Cuddled in the warmth of its parents,
It’s new skin so soft and smooth,
Is touching faith,
A mother and father,
Devoting themselves to God & prayer,
Knowing they are bringing a new soul into the world.
Faith has no set fragrance, yet it surrounds us.
As we sit in fields looking out in gratitude at God’s glory,
There it is in the whiff of pine needles, a wild rose,
A child’s breath ,in the rich soil at our feet and in the salty ocean waves.
Praying to God, my best friend, I hear him talk to me.
That is faith. I hear faith in God’s creatures,
The birds singing their morning tunes, the chipmunks chatting for the nut.
I hear faith speaking in the rippling stream, the flowing waterfall and at sea.
We only need to open the senses to know faith is awaiting,
God will be there with us, to experience every wonderful sensation
In this beautiful world of His!
~M.T. Morrison~
THE SENSES OF FAITH
We cannot see faith,
nor taste it.
We cannot touch faith
nor is it something we can smell or hear
.
I do see the man living his faith,
Saying things will be okay,
God gave him a beautiful family,
That prayers give them hope.
To overcome present obstacles.
As farmers invites others
enjoy food aplenty ‘
From the crops of the land,
A taste of faith is in the fine food,
For prayers to God were said,
The land He gave them will be toiled.
A newborn child,
Cuddled in the warmth of its parents,
It’s new skin so soft and smooth,
Is the result of faith from
A mother and father,
Devoting themselves to God & prayer,
Knowing they are bringing a new soul into the world.
Faith has no set fragrance, yet it surrounds us.
As we sit in fields looking out in gratitude at God’s glory,
There it is in the whiff of pine needles, a wild rose,
A child’s breath ,in the rich soil at our feet and in the salty ocean waves.
Praying to God, my best friend, I hear him talk to me.
That is faith. I hear faith in God’s creatures,
The birds singing their morning tunes, the chipmunks chatting for the nut.
I hear faith speaking in the rippling stream, the flowing waterfall and at sea.
We only need to open the senses to know faith is awaiting,
God will be there with us, to experience every wonderful sensation
In this beautiful world of His!
~M.T. Morrison~
nor taste it.
We cannot touch faith
nor is it something we can smell or hear
.
I do see the man living his faith,
Saying things will be okay,
God gave him a beautiful family,
That prayers give them hope.
To overcome present obstacles.
As farmers invites others
enjoy food aplenty ‘
From the crops of the land,
A taste of faith is in the fine food,
For prayers to God were said,
The land He gave them will be toiled.
A newborn child,
Cuddled in the warmth of its parents,
It’s new skin so soft and smooth,
Is the result of faith from
A mother and father,
Devoting themselves to God & prayer,
Knowing they are bringing a new soul into the world.
Faith has no set fragrance, yet it surrounds us.
As we sit in fields looking out in gratitude at God’s glory,
There it is in the whiff of pine needles, a wild rose,
A child’s breath ,in the rich soil at our feet and in the salty ocean waves.
Praying to God, my best friend, I hear him talk to me.
That is faith. I hear faith in God’s creatures,
The birds singing their morning tunes, the chipmunks chatting for the nut.
I hear faith speaking in the rippling stream, the flowing waterfall and at sea.
We only need to open the senses to know faith is awaiting,
God will be there with us, to experience every wonderful sensation
In this beautiful world of His!
~M.T. Morrison~
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
OPEN THE DOOR
Open the door, welcoming in God’s grace, bringing peace. The soul will feel calm, no matter the stormy winds of the outside world.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
PARTAKING IN OUR WEAKNESSES
Nourishing our weaknesses will make us stronger. God will empower us by way of the Holy Spirit, giving us the hope we need to overcome any fears.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Friday, March 23, 2012
THE GOOD THINGS
Not engaging in what I love to do for a day gives me a new appreciation for God and the good things He has given me.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Monday, March 19, 2012
NOT ANOTHER DAY
Pause to think about yesterday. It is not ‘just another day.’ God made it notable. A prayer of gratitude for the smallest of gifts will leave a special memory of those moments.
~Marie T. Morrison
~Marie T. Morrison
Thursday, March 15, 2012
PRACTICE WILL MAKE IT DEEP
One way to want more prayer in your life is to pray for it. As with everything in life, it does take practice. The more devotion, the easier it will become. Take time for silence during prayer, as God will want to respond. Listen in sincerity. Your faith will deepen, as will your love for God.
~Marie T. Morrison
~Marie T. Morrison
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
A FUTURE MANNERISM
Within us is the genetic history of loved ones living hundreds of years ago. Visualizing our ancestors having the same laugh we do, the same gait in our walk, even the same mannerisms in prayer, leads to hope for the future, our core actions implanted deep within our blood.
~Marie T. Morrison
~Marie T. Morrison
Monday, March 12, 2012
GRASPING THROUGH THE RIPPLES
Your soul holds a special depth of emotion, only God and you feeling the warmth and tenderness. No one can ever disturb it. Grasp its loving peace, even as your heart and mind ripple through waves of sentiments in the waking hours.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Thursday, March 8, 2012
PASSIONATE GRATITUDE
God grants individual gifts, leaving each of us fully blessed. Our faith deepens as we use the gifts, fulfilling the passions He desires us to pursue. In gratitude, we silently say our prayer of thanks.
~Marie T. Morrison
~Marie T. Morrison
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
HOLD THE LIGHT
Doing goodness for another can bring out an unexpected joy, relieving one out of the depths of sadness. It is God’s Will at work, having others bring a calm voice, a warm hug or a cheerful hello to someone in despair. The actions and words will hold the light out of the darkness for a long time.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
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