Tag Archives: Louise Gibson

What Do YOU Call Him

20 Dec


From the Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders

Oh, my Lord, my God, my Savior, my Friend-
Blessed Redeemer, you will abide to the end.
(Mark 8:27, 29)

How I wish conditions had been different.
that Christ had been glorified.
After all, it is His birth we celebrate.
It is in Him we choose to abide.

It is more blessed to give than to receive-
I confess it was not always this way.
As a child, my thoughts were full of fantasy-
It was all about Santa and his sleigh.

My spiritual eyes were opened as I aged.
I became aware of the presence of God.
Why are parents reluctant to discuss Christ?
I find that truly odd.

That God humbled Himself and came to earth as a child-
I am sincerely awed!
Dear Jesus, it is Your birth we celebrate.
“Happy Birthday. dear Lord, my God!

Use What Talent You Have

29 Nov

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders

Don't allow yourself to be intimidated
by the talents of others.
God created you to be unique!
He gave you special gifts of your own-
You are far more talented than you think

We are all actors on the stage of life.
Study the script, my friend.
Notice that even the brevity of parts
doesn't determine the end!

Do your best to honor the Lord-
serve honestly and be fervent.
In the end you'll hear the Master's words,
"Welcome to the joy of the Lord,
good and faithful servant"

Quote by the Rev. Oliver G. Green:
"Use what talents you have-
the woods would have little music
if no birds sang their song
except those who sang best."

Embrace the Promise

16 Aug

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

When we wake up in the morning

There is promise in the air.

We don’t know what the day will bring,

But the expectancy is there.

The time to be happy is now-

We have this day to explore.

Everyday is a special occasion-

What are YOU waiting for?

 “A happy person is not a person in a certain set of circumstances,

 but rather a person with a certain set of attitudes,”-Hugh Downey

Footnote:  It is at the end of the day when my work is done that I have time to reflect on what God has done.


2 Aug

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders

Somewhere there is a place for me.

A place I have a need to be.

A new plateau, a goal to meet-

Purpose, direction, without defeat.

Oh, God, give me strength to greet each day

With a cheerful countenance,

Don’t let me sway.

Please let me focus on the issues of life

That bring joy to others-

To relieve their strife.

To have victory over the enemy called fear

The energy and stamina to persevere.

I wrote this poem seven years ago after my husband died.  I truly feel that God answered it in a remarkable way. I have written poems about every subject that my imagination has allowed, but, before I get too boring, I do believe it is time to take a break.
Sincerely, Louise Gibson


19 Jul

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders


“I have learned to enjoy the little things-

there are so many of them”



I thank God for His blessings-

Waking up each morning is one.

There is so much promise in the air,

So many victories to be won..

It is all age-related-

What is your expectancy?

To pass all the “tests” of the day-

Whatever they may be?


We all face challenges

That tax our existence-

But one must persevere

In spite of their persistence.


Hold on to your values-

Stand up for what you believe.

If God is at the forefront-

He will help you to achieve!



“Enjoy the little things,

For one day you may look back

And realize they were the big things”

Robert Brault



Corky and Angel

5 Jul

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

These two are my feline friends,

So precious, a gift from above.IMG_1693

Born during Hurricane Charley,

Their heart is a “garden of love”.

They were two of a family of eight,

And bonded from the start.

As I watched from my kitchen window,

Their antics touched my heart.

They were tiny, but, oh so feisty!

They, chased, and wrestled in play.

I confess, I prayed for their safety,-

That they would survive another day!

It is almost eight years later.

They live in the house with me.

IMG_1695I would like to share my pictures,-

Illustrations of activity.

The activity is mostly due to them

(as they curtail most of mine)-

They demand my full attention

(which, secretly, suits me fine!)

The “guest room” provides a window

That satisfies Corky’s curiosity-

“Is that racoon still out there?

I’m glad he can’t see ME!”IMG_1699

It is a wonder that I pay my bills on time-

Angel tries to steal my pen.

She even lays on my check book,

(IMG_1700Help me, please, Lord-Amen!)

There are no signs of aging.

As far as the eye can tell-

They have so much energy

That seems to serve them well.

I must confess they have a little help-

When bad weather comes our way-

A  little “catnip” lifts their spirit-

It’s a joy to watch them play!

I am so grateful to the Lord,

He is with us every day.IMG_1692

I couldn’t begin to count my blessings-

He provides in every way.

It is now almost eight years later.

They live in the house with me.

I have taken many pictures.



Corky and a Halloween cat


7 Jun

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders

You have heard of “Charley’s Angels”,

But these are quite unique!–

They were born during Hurricane Charley

When the winds were at their peak

They were the start of my WindowWonders

Their appearance was a shock to my eyes.

One by one they came out of our shed-

Their appearance was a disturbing surprise!

I had such mixed emotions-

“Lord, is this really true?

You know my husband doesn’t like cats-

What am I to do?”

The Lord doesn’t make mistakes-

Our future is foreseen

He sent the cats for me to love-

Definitely not to be mean.

“Big Momma” is a disciplinarian,

Who rules her kids with her paw-

But, conversely so, her affection

Has filled my heart with awe!

They truly are a family,

Bonded in loyalty-

Their protection of one another

Is a sight worthy to see.

It took awhile to name them-

Personalities came into play

“Big Momma”, “Ginger”, “Pepper” and “Tinkerbell

Bonded in every way.

“Corky” and “Angel” two black and whites

Live indoors with me-

Their presence is truly heartwarming-

Their antics a joy to see.

Have you ever had a “furry friend”

That truly communicated with you-

With tender eyes that seemed to say,

“Thank you, I love you, too”?

I don’t look forward to hurricanes-

They fill me with fear and dread-

But “Charley” truly was a blessing

Intended to bring comfort, instead!

Window Wonders~Disturbing and Disconcerting

31 May

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

Louise Gibson

 My window wonders this week

Have become a bit disturbing.

What used to be a heartwarming scene

Has become very disconcerting!

I have a most unusual guest,

Who really is quite rude.

He appears uninvited at meal time

And devours all the food!

Lord, I need your help.

I really don’t want to be mean.

But that cute raccoon is gaining weight,

While my cats are looking lean.

I said he is “cute” because

His habits are disarming.

He picks his food up with his “hands”-

I must confess he is charming!

I take out fresh water for my cats,

But our visitor is quite pristine!

You see, he “washes” his food in it.

He is the original “Mr. Clean”.

And Lord, you see the other problem, too, I know.

How he trashes up my patio?

I get so tired of using my broom,

I moved the garbage can to the utility room.

Lord, I have a question, please

Was this your plan from the start,

To  put me “under pressure”

To tenderize my heart?

Raccoon (Procyon lotor) 3

Raccoon (Procyon lotor) 3 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


12 Apr

         From the Heart

       Louise Gibson

                         I am fighting the battle of resistance.
                         I have to be me, in spite of insistence.
                         The world is doing its best night and day
                         to alter my thinking, to follow its way.
                        Commercials tell me what I should buy,
                        Etiquette dictates the “how” and the “why”.
                        Experience has proven to be my friend.
                        My values I no longer have to defend.
                        Don’t try to make me an image of you.
                        It is so refreshing to have one’s own view.
                        No longer young, my spirit tells me.
                        In spite of man’s thinking, I have to be Me!


14 Mar

I’m pretty sure God knew about the internet way before Al Gore invented it. I can imagine him smiling all those years ago when I grumbled about everything taking soooo long. “If words can be heard through a telephone line then why can’t a piece of paper somehow be scanned and sent along those same lines” I would ask. Abra-ca-dabra the fax machine was born. Then I wanted a computer that could actually sort data and give me answers to my multitude of questions , I wanted, no I NEEDED instant communication at all times and she-bang  personal computers,the internet  and smart phones became everyday items.

Just like God knew about my irrational need for instant communication he also knew of all the blessings he had placed in my life long before I even knew I needed them. He sprinkled my life with people who would become dear friends, mentors and helpers. It seems that whenever I have a need, God has already sprinkled someone in my life fill it. His latest provision was a quick thinking friend with a rice strainer!

There is a lovely passage in I Corinthians 12: 12-26 where Paul speaks of the different parts of the body and how each part is equally valued.  I think it is that way with the people in one’s life and even my place in other’s lives. Sometimes I might be a helping hand and another time a lowly toe. Both are necessary  and important, neither more grand than the other.

All of this chatter to get around to say forty years ago God sprinkled a talented woman into my life. Louise Gibson is the mother of my best friend from high school days and now, hopefully, she is going to fill a need on this blog. She will be posting on Fridays and the title will be “From the heart of Louise Gibson”


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