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Poetry and Songs by STEVE LEAVITT © all have a copy right.
The love we shared, so deep and rich. We had been sown together, stitch by stitch. Woven so tight, as two become one. The seams now gone, the fear of separation is none. The Lord had blessed, this quilt so grand. created a union, with the touch of His hand. As though this blessed union, was not complete. He blessed the house, with the patter of little feet. The bed all made, the quilt complete. He added the pillows, to this perfect suite. With dreams now met, we would look ahead. A long life together, on this perfect bed. Our plans now set, we plant the flowers. We did not know, Gods plans were not ours. The bed now made, only in part. The quilt was torn, full through the heart. Martha was taken, in the prime of her life. Her role is no more, as momma and wife. Her role now becomes, a glorified saint. To her soul now, there is no taint. She has gone now to be, with her first love. Forever perfect, in His hands as a dove. For I fell in love, and we were blessed by He. Because she loved the Lord, more than me. So here we are, the babes and I. Left on earth, Momma on high. We learn to function, as part of a whole. We learn to live, in our new role. To us a loss, I take off the ring. To her a gain, in the presence of the King!
At eight I am saved, welcomed into the fold. True JOY at last, toward Christ I will mold. At twenty I meet her, my heart does glow. The JOY I feel, the love that would flow. At a quarter century, I make her my wife. The JOY is now, bigger than life. At twenty nine finally, a blessing so true. The JOY of a child, what more could God do? The big three-0, The JOY again. The wonderful anticipation, of child number two. At thirty one, this can't be true. Martha has cancer, what will we do? Yes, she say's, the problem is cancer. But God is in control, True JOY is the answer. She is gone now, In the presence of the King. More JOY than ever, to His face, she can now sing. For she taught me much, as she would touch my face. Real JOY comes, in knowing of Gods grace.
It is easy to trust, then things are great. But what about, when God seems late. What about, when He changes your life. What about, when He takes your wife. What about, when your left here. To raise two children, in lonely fear. Can you trust, that Gods in control. When you feel like, only half of a whole. The answer is yes, we must learn to trust. Good things or bad things, trust is a must. For if we say, we are in Gods hands. We must always learn, To trust the plan.
Does He know, the pain I felt. When by her grave, I wept and knelt. Does He know, the void in me. The plans we made, will never be. Does He know, the sorrow I hold. Mamma is gone, the children are told. Does He Know, the stories we told. All snuggled in the bed, that's now lonely and cold. Does He know, our pain so deep. When its just you, left to weep. Does He know, the pain as such. To lose someone, you love so much. With out a doubt, He knows our loss. He bore it all, at the cross.
God was good, in creating the earth. God was good, when Mary gave birth. God was good, at the cross. and my soul no more, is at a loss. God was good, when He gave me a wife. God was good, when He took her life. God is good, in His perfect plan. He knows what's best, for all of man. His arms around me, the pain withstood. He meets my needs, God is good.
We search the world, for things we can touch things we can hold but they don't mean much. Things that make us feel happy inside things that make our sorrow hide. The thing we seek that's so hard to find is God's peace the restful kind. Peace that fills your deepest needs Regardless of where our Lord leads. Our Father provides an unending supply when from His well we learn to rely. We can find God's peace in knowing God grace We can find God's peace knowing we will see His face We can find God peace His word fills the gap We can find God peace with our bible on our lap. We can find God's peace spending time on our knee's prayer helps us see what God see's. We can find God's peace His plan is worthy of trust To find God's peace serving others is a must See, joy comes from inside the heart the things of this world will soon depart. So find pure joy in the things God has done. To trust in Him the battle is won.
There are times in life when things seem wrong. There are times in life when the days seem long. There are times in life we don't understand. There are times in life we are waves on the sand. There are times in life we ask "Lord, why?" There are times in life we don't want to say "bye." But there are times in life when God feels near. And there are times in life without the fear. And there are times in life the need is met. Your heart is full you can bet. I said "that's me!" as I read, "I can do all things" Paul once said. I've been both places, the good and the bad. The peaks and valleys, the happy the sad. My heart so warm these times in my life. So sweetly in love, with my wife. But He took her home and no on knows Why He allows such painful blows. The sorrow was felt so deep with fear. "Where are you Lord?" I'm hurting here!
But then as the valley Seems so long, dark and deep. I rose through the clouds To that glorious peek. Yes, the road is hard, from down on the sand. but the road is upward when put in Gods hand. For me, a blessing to be restored. A gift from Heaven, straight from the Lord. Her name is Marty, So tender and pure. So strong and beautiful So soft and demure. She speaks with a wisdom that only few may hold. She speaks with tenderness and yet so bold. She will be mine, for the rest of our life. Soon to be one as I make her my wife. For the Lord has chosen, through no merit of mine. To bless me twice like water to wine. This time of my life in flight like a dove not forgetting the valley nor the previous love. But thankful for all the joys and strife. And blessed to have these times in my life.
A BETTER MAN had never stood than Christ our Lord looking down from wood. He loved so tenderly so soft and sure. He stood so strong so bold and pure. He rebuked when needed and forgave with grace. He accepted accusations say the scars on His face. He spoke with wisdom never hateful or mean. He prayed without pride never making a scene. He touched the hurting putting His own self aside. He cried with the weeping not running to hide. He listened with ears so open and warm He touched with hands and miracles were born. He encouraged the weary and lifted them up. He held the needy overruneth their cup. He selflessly gave His life for you. Blood on a cross what more could He do. So in His shadow I now stand this one who is A BETTER MAN. So, to you dear Marty I quickly ran because you make me want to be A BETTER MAN!
Like the warmth of the sun on a chilly day. Like the refreshing rain late in may.
Like the joy of chocolate or a walk on the beach or a hug from a child or a Fredricksburg peach.
Like a fire at Christmas or a long deep kiss or your gentle touch. These I miss.
We will be one this is for sure. Our love will be grand so sweet and pure.
Marty, my love I reach out my hand. asking for yours from across the land.
To many you've loved and healed their woe's. To me even more than all of those.
To them you given your love, time and care. To me forever the perfect pair.
The union will be the most glorious kind. the type that only few will ever find.
I ask you to know me each wrinkle and scar know me closely and not from afar.
For it's in this closeness you provide so sweet. That I feel whole so strong and complete.
Thank you for choosing to love only me. Together forever will our love be.
song (reggae tune)
Sometimes tings get tuff and ya don't know what ta do. Life is rough the sky's fallin down on you.
You don't know how you ended up dis way. and again you vow it will all be o-kay.
But you know already dat da road you walk is not so steady your a lot of talk
So you bow your head and pray once more and go ta bed behind da dark door.
Aldough da hill is steep and da road is long and da valley gets deep and ya don't feel strong. you have ta keep on keepin on, mon.
You see, serving Him is your only hope. When life is dim He will be your rope.
Trusting when things seem dark and low, all of heaven sings He is in control!
Christ gave His life so dat da pain you feel, could be handed over each time you kneel.
I know its hard and life can look grim. But and inch can be a yard when you give it ta Him.
Aldough da hill is steep and da road is long and da valley gets deep and you don't feel strong. you have ta keep on keepin on, mon.
I Corinthians 13:4-7 "Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." Marty is patient, you always have time. Marty is kind, you laugh at my rhyme. Marty doesn't envy, your secure in your place. Marty doesn't boasts, you can loose your case. Marty's not proud, you humbly submit. Marty's not rude, so soft is your wit. Marty's not self-seeking, others are your game. Marty's not easily angered, gentle is you fame. Marty has no record of wrong, your quick to forgive. Marty doesn't delight in evil, this is how you live. Marty rejoices with truth, with Christ the same. Marty always protects, you defend my name. Marty always trusts, your safe in my care. Marty always hopes, your fear is rare. Marty always perseveres, your steady and never tardy. You are all that He asks Love is Marty. |
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