2 Corinthians 5:17

"If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away, behold, all things have become new." 2 Corinthians 5:17

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Reflections

Reflections

As I begin to think about a new year, I reflect upon this year.
It has been a painful year physically, and some emotionally as well.
I am glad that My heavenly Father knows what is best and that I've listened
and have tried to follow His guide.  I've questioned Him many times, and I've 
not always received an answer.   Well, not one that I wanted.  He would just say,
"Stay with Me, Kay.  I know the way."  Why?, And He would say,
"Because." Or, He would say, "You'll see."  
He has brought me a year rich in His blessings. Blessings so rich that to write 
it here may be a bit of a difficult thing to do.  
He has taught me what a heart can feel when it lets go of a burden of unforgiveness.
I never dreamed of the joy that was mine just for forgiving someone that wronged me.  
The weight I carried around for most of my life was lifted the very moment I said I forgive.
My heart was healed, and I learned to love.  I don't know that I ever felt so much love.
I began to understand more of God's love.  
Oh, the pain He felt giving us the plan for the Salvation of my very own soul.  I've learned 
to put my pain up against the pain of Jesus' suffering and the cross He bore.  My pain is so
small compared to that.  So, I've learned to say," thank You" for the pain, if it benefits another
soul.  God has used my physical pain for His glory this year.  Back surgery, nerve damage, 
hip recall and waiting for a revision surgery.  I've seen Him open doors to pay the doctors,
hospitals and tests after tests.  I've seen Him open the eyes of doubtful people that said
it wasn't possible to get an appointment.  He has worked in many ways I shall never 
know, but the lives He has touched in working through mine I hope has been all for His glory.
He blessed with beautiful words to write poetry this year,  almost 300 poems to express His
wonders, blessings, miracles, and life experiences while I have been unable to be on the go.
Now, I would not have written any if I had been full of vigor and health.  I know that they 
have been read and people have been touched by many of them.  I prayed over each one
as I have shared them.  Oh, how much I've grown this year.
His Word has been a mainstay in my life more and more every day.  Such a beautiful
story, and love letters written all through the Bible.  
I've learned to talk to Him, about anything, anywhere.  He listens and I have felt His 
presence so close this year.  He is my greatest friend.  
I suppose my life may sound a bit boring, but quite the contrary.  It has been a very good
year.  The purpose and plans He has had for me this year will only be known in years to
come in the lives of many others.  I have enjoyed a faithful relationship with My Lord.  
I have felt the cry of war across the face of the earth, and in homes among my loved ones.
And, I have whole heartily learned to pray for  peace and love behind closed doors here, 
and open warfare across the globe. 
My marriage has always been good, but this year our relationship has blossomed far
above any expectation I've had.  I know that the closer I get to God, the closer I am with my husband. 
I've not done much by my expectations of myself, but in light of heaven's throne maybe I
have.  This time of reflection has shown me a great deal.  God's richness is so different, and I'm so glad.  
Many blessings to you, as you reflect upon this year, and make more room in your
heart for God next year.  - Blessings, love and joy, Kay

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

God's Manuscript


God's Manuscript

How great You write Your majesty in the sky!

Purple hues change to skies of orange colored light.

No artist can pen such beauty as You write.

Spread on morning's ground, silent dust of frost lies.

You write Your glory from heaven to the earth.

You've signed the darkness and penned the stars and moon.

Your whisper is in the gentle breeze's tune.

Earth's gem's do not exclaim the first of Your worth.

You've left your signature in creatures you have made.

Golden rays of light are scripted by Your hand.

You're in the ocean's tide written in the sand.

All creation speaks of Your glory and praise.

Your power is written in rocks and mountains.

You have kissed the flower in meadows of green
,
And given voice to the song bird in the Spring
.
Your gracious love flows like bright crystal fountains.

Snowflakes each uniquely crafted, fall from above.

Heavy raindrops now float in soft brilliant white
.
Again upon earth's pages You keenly write,

And the things you've written have been signed in love.

Your breath is upon deep waters undefined.

You breathed life into Your created soul of man,

And gifted him with wisdom to understand.

Your glory is written across every line!


(c) Kay Hinson -12/7/2010

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Joys of Home

Joys of Home
 Home is a safe place of refuge,
Where no fear is ignored or huge.
Sounds of joy are within these walls,
Echoing from heart's chamber halls.
Comfort given in sweet accord,
Cherished, blessed, honored and adored.
Respect for all is understood.
Living in peace is really good.
A welcomed place to come and rest
And, to be renewed and refreshed.
Home is more than where we reside,
It's pure love that grows from inside.
Praise the Lord for all He has done!
Making hearts and home into one.
(c) Kay Hinson

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Growing Thankfulness

Growing Thankfulness


Sit in quietness.

Let me fill your heart and mind

With thankfulness.

My love was given for you...

Gaze on the cross.

Foundation of gratitude,

The priceless cost.

Your heart swells with thanksgiving

Seeing treasures

I've planted along your way.

Simple pleasures

To brighten each of your days.

With care, observe

And, pluck them up one by one.

A bouquet of love,

You can offer me with thanks.

Eyes closed in sleep

With thankful thoughts on your mind

Growing down deep.

11/23/10

(c) Kay Hinson

Monday, November 22, 2010

In Your Moments

In Your Moments


You can find Me in each moment

With eyes that see and ears that hear

As fine tuned instruments.

I speak in ways that are sincere.

Sometimes in brightly painted skies

You will see glorious sunsets,

That man tries to describe.

Smiling faces also reflects,

Loving and soft voices declare

What I want to communicate.

More ways than words, I share
.
Look at all the things I create!

Caressing you with gentle breeze,

Refreshing you with delightment,

Holding you in your needs,

Bringing you back to excitement.

Speaking softly in your depths

To your inner Spirit of Mine.

I, your Greatest of Helps...

Away with the dark to sunshine.

I live in you for all to see.

Sharpen your spiritual eyesight.

Believe, you can feel Me,

In the noise of the day, or quiet.

When you seek Me above all else,

You will begin to find Me more.

It is Me, not yourself.

More of your moments, I adore.

11/22/10

(c) Kay Hinson

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Focus your eyes upon My Presence.

Focus your eyes upon My Presence.


You can be assured I am with you.


I'm enveloping you in My Love and Peace.


While you relax in My Presence,


I am molding your mind,


And cleansing your heart.


I Am recreating you,


 Into the one I designed you to be.


As you move from stillness...


Into the activities of your day,


Do not relinquish your attentiveness to Me!


If your are troubled, talk it over with Me.


If you become bored with what you are doing,


Fill your time with prayer and praise.


If someone irritates you...


Don't let your thoughts linger on their faults.


Gently nudge your mind back to Me.


Every moment is precious, 


So, keep your focus on Me.


Any day can be a good day...


Because My Presence permeates all time.


(From God's Word)

{Psalm 89:15-16: 41:12, I John 3:19-20, Jude 24-25}

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Sunrise

                


As I begin to wake,


the morning misty sunlight welcomes me.


A sky of orangy red with hues of yellow

peek through the beginning of barren trees.




The green leaves of summer are turning

to autumn's rich colors of red, orange and yellow,




Matching the amazing sunrise

on the canvas of a power blue sky.




Greetings with such beauty and wonder

my eyes open wide to take in this grand masterpiece.


(c) Kay Hinson

Friday, November 5, 2010

Humbly Grateful or Grumbly Hateful

Humbly Grateful or Grumbly Hateful

Words of grumble and complain
It's been happening since Abel and Cain.
“Isn't my offering good enough?
It's just as good as Abel's stuff!”

“Our work is too hard,” the Israelites said,
“I'd much rather be already dead.
Oh Moses, why did you bring us here?
We're going to die of hunger, we fear!
What's this here on the ground?
You call this food we have found?”

“It's far too much to keep these rules.
I'll do as I please and keep a few.
Why am I in such a mess?
God won't listen and doesn't bless.
He's forgotten about me is my guess.”

Ever thought about where you are?
Do you grumble with hate and God's name mar?
No words of gratefulness.
Just words of hatefulness.
You are angry and bitter.
You have never considered.
Being grateful and kind
Never crossed your mind?

God heard your pleas and cries.
And, with provisions and blessings, was His reply.
Hateful grumbler you have remained.
Even when there is so much to gain.
Being humbly grateful in spite of pain.
It is not what you receive,
It's your attitude and how you believe.

God is good and knows His plans.
Be grateful even if you don't understand.
His ways are perfect and the best.
Be grateful and with your mouth confess.
How gracious and right God is.
Especially if you are a child of His.
In His word is says, “Count it all joy!”
Humbly grateful or grumbly hateful,
Which one do you employ?
(c) Kay Hinson

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Garden of Life


Garden of Life

Life growing free and wild
Is like weeds that stay awhile.
The longer they stay and grow
The roots are stronger below.
Gardens we grow in life
Can be wild with roots of strife.
Overgrowth from lack of love,
Growing stronger above.
Life growing with loving care,
Budding with flowers to share.
Pleasant to the eye and soul,
Desired to have and hold.
Gardens we grow have needs,
Beginning from tiny seeds.
Blooming beauty to enjoy,
Or wild weeds we've ignored? 
7/24/2010
(c) Kay Hinson

Monday, November 1, 2010

I Loathe My Very Life

I Loathe My Very Life

I loathe my very life.
It's full of hardships and much strife.
I give free reign to my complaints,
Constantly saying what it ain't.

All are evil, no one does right,
And nothing seems to satisfy my sight.
In my thoughts it's tragic for me.
I speak only in bitterness...
From my soul, don't you see?
My words will wound you as they do me.

I am scarred so deep within.
Do you have any idea where I've been?
What is the cause and why do I complain?
I use cutting words, hurting you the same.
I suffer from hate, deep inside of me.
I pray and beg for my release.
Will this misery within me ever cease?

Oh, God, flood me with Your mercy.
My soul is so dry and thirsty.
I'm in such horrible bondage, too much for me.
Please comfort me with Your Holy Spirit.
I may not be able for You to reach, I fear it.

With complaints and bitter words I've hurt others, not just me.
Contagious are they in my presence, and You are displeased.
I'm justified to air my negative opinions and pleas.
Yet, I know I'm too impossible to please.
Please, put my bitterness for once, at ease.

Do not let my bitterness bubble to the surface.
Bring healing to my hurt, I'm  such a pitiful case.
With only one life to live, I need Your precious grace.
What is the cure? How can I continue and endure?
Jesus, please hear me, and give me the cure.
 4/20/2010
(c) Kay Hinson