Eugenia's Lyrics Of Faith

Whenever I write a poem, it is always based on something that is taking place in my life at that moment or something that has happened and left a remembered impression.

Many people have asked me over the years how I can just sit down and write. I can’t just sit down and write. If I try to do that, nothing comes at all. I have to sit down and write the moment the thoughts touch my consciousness or they are lost. The words have to come first.

Our pastor laughs because, since I sit with his wife during service, she tells him that sometimes I am writing during his sermon. Actually, I am taking notes from the words he has spoken which will turn into a poem at a later time. He has threatened to have me read from them unannounced some Sunday morning. But you write when the words are there before you.

Softly, at first, I hear the rumbling of thunder off in the distance. A few scattered drops of water are tapping on the patio outside.

The sun, though it is still day, is fading under the guise of darkness, only peeking through the approaching clouds.

Slowly the drops of water become larger, leaving circles on the hot pavement. The scent of the approaching storm is in the air.

But, though the storm promises the strong force of nature, it is peaceful, as the lawn awaits the refreshing rain after the heat of a summer day.

I realize this is true of our time with God. After a day of struggling with our busy lives, our souls are refreshed by His strength and love, preparing us for another summer day.

I have found, when life deals me a blow filled with stress and concern, the best place to take my fears and needs is to the Lord.

Even amid the noise of my life, there is time for a quiet prayer and time with Him. When no one else does, He will hear and will renew your strength.

"Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you." Nathaniel Hawthorne

There are moments in our lives where words should become silent. These are the times when happiness seems so illusive and beyond our reach.

Be quiet so that you may hear the solutions that are being spoken to you through the sounds usually missed in the light of day.

As you sit quietly, and the sounds surround you, softly speaking, remember. Remember the wonder of God’s world and the beauty in the simple things.

He has painted a picture of love for us to share and enjoy, if we will simply open our minds and hearts to the reality of it.

Man cannot begin to create the beauty that the Lord has given us freely.

And, with this, remember Him and be thankful.

Whenever I hear the old Christian songs of the past, they uplift me in so many ways. As the music rises and falls, I feel peace.

Their words are usually from the words of God taken from the Bible, our rule book for life.

When set to music, they touch my soul in a way that is measured by no other.

The melody lifts me up and His words hold me there, safe and sound from the perils of this life.

Have you ever stood on a cliff looking down at the water’s edge? Maybe off in the distance, you will also see a lighthouse, either on the peninsula, jutting out into the water, or on a lone island further out to sea.

This lighthouse aids as a beacon of light to steer sailing vessels back into the shallow waters, and to the safety of the shore, at night or during a raging storm.

It is the same with God. He stands as a beacon to us to guide us through our lives, keeping us safe and out of harm, if we but follow His lead.

He also expects us to act as beacons for others, giving them guidance, directing those lost, back to His arms.