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Tattered Quilt

4 Feb

My Take

DiVoran Lites

 

 

In the emergency waiting room
The black girl huddled in her quilt
As I have huddled in my guilt
The fabric thin and patched
Here a check, there a fan pattern
Stitched long ago from rags.

 

In my soul
Guilt and faith collided
And I knew that God
Shredded each prayer
Given in a hodgepodge way
And wove it into a garment of praise
For the spirit of heaviness.

Romans 8:26  In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness.

We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.

 

 

 

 

 

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

Thea and the Porch Crisis

19 Nov

My Take

DiVoran Lites

 

 

 

Dictated by Thea (two years old)

Typed by DiVoran

Florida, November, 2018

 

Thea says:

I spy a squirrel on the swaying branches

Of an African Daisy bush

Eating with tiny paws.

He chomps down on a yellow petal.

 

Photo by Pixabay

I must have dozed off, for suddenly

I hear a frightful pounding on the roof

It’s Squirrely 1, chasing Squirrely 2.

They squirrel-fly onto the tallow tree.

 

Photo by Pixabay

 

Photo by Pixabay

 

Floating leaves catch my eye.

Squirrel brothers tight-rope-circus-walk across the power line.

 

Today:

Something terrible…

I asked to be let out

WOMAN opens the door

It’s ssooo cold on the porch.

 

“I’m going to make my bed.” Woman says.

I try to find a warm place,

But when WOMAN comes back

I streak into the house.

 

WOMAN picks me up for a hug.

I hate to be picked up and hugged,

But WOMAN does feel warm.

I wiggle to be let down,

 

Purr-meow and prowl aroun’.

Rub my cheek on her shoe.

Murmur my song, “leettmee owt.”

WOMAN lets me out again

 

 

It’s still cold

WOMAN turns on heat in the house

Why can’t WOMAN heat the porch?

For mmee. Pleeze?

 

WOMAN lets me out once more.

Then I’m in again for a second

Then begging with

White paws on her knee.

 

Looking into her squinty eyes with

My round, yellow-green ones.

When I stare at her

WOMAN can read my mind.

 

But, she says no. I pout and purr,

But I know no and soon obey.

Find a rattle mouse to play.

And the next day:

 

MAN makes a box shelter and

WOMAN puts me inside and holds my tail until I

Feel the warmth of my furry body fill it up.

“Wait here,” Man says, “until God sends a spotlight

For you to bask in the rest of the day.

 

Photo by Pixabay

 

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

Can You Hear It?

22 Dec

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

 

author of Window Wonders

 

 

Every day is a blessing from above.
Thank God for His promises.
We thrive on His love!

 

Keep looking up, dear friend.
That’s where your future lies.
I am always spellbound
when I gaze up at the skies.

 

I can hear God whisper,
“I did all this for you.”
The clouds are white and billowy
floating in a sky so blue.

 

Just stand still and listen.
God’s promises have no end.
“I wish you a Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year my friend.”

 

What gives you a sense of Security? I would have to answer “The Promises of God”

8 Dec

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

 

author of Window Wonders

 

 

Keep looking up – that’s where your future lies.
It is so inspiring
when you gaze up to the skies.

 

Listen to your heart
It whispers softly to you.
“God created all of this
tho not all within your view.”

 

If what I see is so awesome,
I can only imagine what is in store.
God has prizes waiting
All from the Lord we adore!

 

PS God honors His word even above His name.

 

 

 

 

Are You a Pillar or a Caterpillar?

31 Mar

From the Heart 

Louise Gibson

 

The pillars are a strong foundation
in any relationship.
On their strength we do depend.
The caterpillars crawl in and out,
failing to connect.
They dream to be a butterfly in the end.

 

God created all of us,
and He did it all with vision.
I don’t have your attributes-
That was God’s decision.

 

I will strive to be the best I can
with what God has allotted me.
To be more like our Maker,
That is our destiny.

 

You Are Not What You Think You Are…

24 Jun

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

Louise Gibson

”You Are Not What You Think You Are,
But What You Think, You Are’

 

Now that is controversial,
and truly is confusing.
You are toying with my thinking,
But I do find it amusing.

 

If I think that I am coping
with the problems of old age,
And truly believe that my life
is not ruled by a calendar page,
Then I will continue on my journey-
finding meaning as I go,
Trusting God to teach me
all that He wants me to know.

 

It never ceases to amaze me
when I think about the past.
The trials never seemed to end-
While the good times went so fast.

 

Everything in life happens for a reason.
God wants to conform us to the image of His Son.
When confronted with life’s problems,
Remember, the battle has already been won.

 

Travel Together copy

Painting by DiVoran Lites

 

 

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