Walking in the Garden with God

 A long time ago, when the world was in it’s infancy I walked with Adam and Eve. We enjoyed all the fruits of my labor and we laughed at the squirrels at play. The giraffes with their long necks were spectacular to watch. We enjoyed the warmth of the sun and the cool evening breezes.

 We talked about everything; nothing at all was hidden from them. Everything I had I gave to them for their enjoyment.

 To watch us, you would have thought we had known each other our whole lives. The truth was, I had known them their whole lives, I had created them.

 I enjoyed talking to them and sharing with them the wonders of my creation, I enjoyed seeing their faces light up when they saw something new.

 They too loved to fellowship with me, they enjoyed the intimacy and love that we had, I told them many great and wonderful things and they in turn shared their hearts with me.

Then one day the enemy of man slithered into the garden, he purposely went looking for my loved and cherished ones;  they were totally unaware of his intentions as they had never encountered a foe before.

I had protected them loved them and shielded them from all that was hurtful to them. They knew no hurt, devastation or humiliation, lies were foreign to them and so was the idea that there was an evil force out to destroy them and separate them from me.

When I created them, I gave them their own free will. I gave them the ability to choose.

Choose what?

The choice between having unbroken fellowship and love with me or eternal separation from me.

I placed in the centre of their garden a Tree, the tree of life. The fruit of this tree could have devastating effects on the people who ate it.

I warned my creation, not to touch it, or eat its fruit, no matter how wonderful it may look. This tree could and would cause death.

I had given them everything, but told them to leave that one tree alone.

Then the serpent came, sligh and with evil intent, he had purposed in his heart to separate my children from me, he was determined to wreak havoc.

He found them near the tree, he spoke with cunning and deceit and before they knew what had happened, they were frightened and ashamed, angry and lost.

They hid, tried to cover their nakedness, but all attempts failed.

In the morning, I walked through the garden as usual, I sought my children out, I called for them, and at first they did not answer, but eventually they did.

I asked them what they had done to make them want to hide from me, the one who loved them the most. They stumbled over their words, staggering under the weight of their actions. My heart was broken.

We had walked in perfect fellowship, loving, caring and enjoying each other, but now it was like a whole world had come between us. They were ill equipped to deal with it, and now they had to face life without me.

Judgment came, and they had to leave, sin came and separated me from them. It was a devastating blow for all of us.

But I could not leave it there, I loved them remember, I loved them so very much, that I sent my only Son, the one I loved to become the final and most significant sacrifice for all time.

He went to earth, and pointed my people back to Me. He showed them my great love for them, and that I was willing to die, lay aside my heavenly kingdom in order for them to come back to me again.

Once it was done and there was no longer any gap between my precious children and myself, we again could walk together in perfect unity and love.

I offer you the gift of eternal life, spent with me, some will choose it, and others will not, but I present it in any case. I woo, I call, I draw, all in the effort to invite my precious children back home to me once again.

I love you

Love your Heavenly Father




Easter’s Unveiling

 Father, my sin is ever before me

My heart as hard as a rock

So deep in the muck

That all I see is darkness.


Then with your mighty outstretched hand

You started to remove the veil that covered my heart.


You wooed me, drew me, loved me, and called me.


You told me of your Son

And his death upon the cross

You shared the most wonderful news of all,


You said, “My child, I drew you with everlasting love and kindness,

Now, if you will believe in your heart and confess with your mouth that

My son Jesus Christ is Lord; I will give you eternal life.”


“I promise to forgive you of all of your sin and heal all of your wounds”


I rejoiced over this news

But old habits die hard and I don’t believe that I am good enough for you,

My sin is too great against you.


But you, O Lord, in your great mercy said to me, “What sin?

I have removed it from me as far as the east is from the west

I have thrown it into the sea of forgetfulness.

I no longer hold it against you


I sent my son, the one closest to my heart, my first born,

The one I am so proud of

I sent him to atone for your sins,

I sent him that he would be the ultimate sacrifice.”


He died a cruel and brutal death

But willingly he went,


Why? O Lord, Why?


“He went so that your sins would be paid for

He went so that no other sacrifice would be needed

He went so that my word, spoken from the beginning

Would be proved true!


“Do not cry little one!

The story is not over,

He died yes!

But on the third day He rose again


In that moment, He conquered death and Hades

They have no hold on him

He has set you free!


Then I sent my Holy Spirit

To dwell on this earth, the comforter.


When you ask him, he comes in to your life

And like any good friend starts to clean up.


A little here, a little there

He comforts, teaches, guides

All with one goal in mind


To unveil your face, take the scales off your eyes

So that you will truly behold once and for all,


The Risen Lord!”


Written by:

Brenda Thomas

My Knight in Shining Armor

 From the start you called me by name

I heard it occasionally

Saw it in the beauty all around me.


 The waves crashing on the rocks

The mountains so majestic

The beautiful sea shells on the beach.

 I always wanted someone to love me

Totally and completely

I thought that was an elusive dream.


Those I thought would love me

Turned out to just use me.

For a while I thought this was it!

I had found my night in Shining Armor.


But, all that I got was

Shame, guilt and disgust.


But you, my Lord,

You wanted to show me what it means to be totally loved.


To feel complete

To feel the exhilaration of walking on clouds,

Like one in love.


So you started revealing to me,

Your great passion and love for me

O lord, you told me how you couldn’t wait for me to

Come and walk and talk with you every day.


How you longed to hear my voice,

And looked forward to those times when we

Would commune together.


You promised to always speak your truth into my

Truth starved heart.


You knew me before I was born, you know my every step

You know when I will sit, and when I will rise,

you know my every thought, nothing is hidden from you

and yet you still choose to love me.


You know what makes me smile

What makes my heart cry

What hardens my heart and what softens it.


There is nothing that surprises you about me


O lord, you love me with a deep passion 

You rejoice over me with singing

You call me your beloved child, dearly loved.

You tell me that I am your princess


O lord, your love is everlasting

All consuming

You promise to never leave nor forsake me

You put your favor around me like a shield


I am safely in your loving care, loved to the depths of my soul.


It is here that I found my deepest satisfaction and love

You are indeed my Knight in Shining Armor.


Written by:

Brenda Thomas


What traces are you leaving behind?

 “A cloud without rain leaves no such traces; it only floats across the heavens and obscures the sun, and then disappears, leaving the earth as dry as before.

 What a tragedy to be a Christian, who exists on the earth unable to pour spiritual blessings on others.

What a tragedy to go through life, yet leave no traces of ever having led a Christian life.

 Perhaps no one near you abuses you for being a Christian, but neither do they thank God for you.

Perhaps you have never stolen money or honor from anyone, but is there a single person who has become spiritually richer for having met you?

 Maybe you have never destroyed a single soul’s Faith in God –


Is there anyone who has become seized with an irresistible longing for purity, holiness, truth and love because he came to know you?

 What traces are you leaving behind?

There will come a day when our earthly life will end. Heart beats cease.

The soul will return home, the body will be buried.

 Only traces of our passage through life will remain –

 What will these traces be?


Written by: A. Levitan

Russian Orthodox Church.


God in the Morning

I met God in the morning

When my day was at its best

And His presence came like sunrise,

Like a glory in my breast.

All day long the Presence lingered,

All day long He stayed with me,

And we sailed in perfect calmness

O’er very troubled sea.

Other ships were blown and battered,

Other ships were sore distressed,

But the winds that seemed to drive them

Brought to us a peace and rest.

Then I thought of other mornings,

With a keen remorse of mind,

When I too had loosed the moorings,

With the Presence left behind.

So I think I know the secret,

Learned from any a troubled way

You must seek Him in the morning

If you want Him through the day!

By Ralph Spaulding Cushman

Dear Brothers and Sisters in Christ

I recently recieved this article in an email and I loved it so much that I had to share it with all of you.

As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.


Make a Right onto Believeth Boulevard.

Keep straight and go through the Green Light, which is Jesus Christ .

There, you must turn onto the Bridge of Faith , which is over troubled


When you get off the bridge, make a Right turn and Keep Straight.

You are on the King’s Highway – Heaven-bound.

Keep going for three miles: One for the Father, One for the Son, and One

for the Holy Ghost.

Then exit off onto Grace Boulevard .

From there, make a Right turn on Gospel Lane .

Keep Straight and then make another Right on Prayer Road.

As you go on your way, Yield Not to the traffic on Temptation Avenue.

Also, avoid SIN STREET because it is a DEAD END.

Pass up Envy Drive , and Hate Avenue .

Also, pass Hypocrisy Street , Gossiping Lane , and Backbiting Boulevard.

However, you have to go down Long-suffering Lane , Persecution Boulevard

and Trials and Tribulations Avenue .

But that’s all right, because VICTORY Street is straight ahead!

AMEN !!!

God is the Everlasting Light

I hear a cry over the oceans, a cry over the plains,

A cry over the mountains, from a world in darkness and pain.

Hearts that are broken, depressed and alone.

The poor and the hungry, the orphan with no home.

The prisoners in darkness, captives who long to be free,

All are calling to Thee.


Will you be the one to reach out your hand?

And bring light to a dying land. Will you be the one to kneel down and pray?

To drive sin and darkness away.

God is the everlasting light, the shadows must take flight.


Sine out like the dawn and spread the good news.

Reach out your hand, bind up their wounds.

Let His Spirit guide your footsteps as to what to do next.

As you walk out your life in love and holiness.


Will you be the one to reach out your hand?

And bring light to a dying land.

Will you be the one to kneel down and pray?

To drive sin and darkness away.

God is the everlasting light, the shadows must take flight.


Do not falter when God puts you to the test

His peace and joy will give you strength and rest

You will look and be radiant.


I hear a cry of righteousness and praise, welling up from the nations

For his Glorious name.

His redeemed have gathered to work as one,

to walk in the kingdom of God’s only Son

to shine forth His love as the noon day sun.


Written by:

Lorraine Jacyszyn

O God, my God,

you have taken the ashes of my life,

the things that I thought I loved, the things I thought brought me joy and happiness,

Those things, the fools gold that held me captive to a life,

I felt powerless to change,

They dragged me down, enslaved me, making me want more.

All the while miserable, I dreamt of a rescuer a knight in shining armour,

I again, led away into captivity by putting my need for salvation

into people and things.


But Father, you knew, you knew what I needed,

you knew the depths of my despair,

you knew the self loathing

Waiting patiently for me to realise that you and only you are

my knight in shining armour.


Only you can restore my ruined cities,

Only you, O Lord, my God could set me free.

Father, you have set my feet to dancing, my heart to longing for you,

my soul pumping with excitement for what you are doing inside of me.


They ask , with arrogance,

What is your God doing?

I cry out with a shout of glee,

He, who set the stars in their place, who told the tides when to go in and out,

Yes, the very same creator of the universe,


He, gave me comfort for my mourning

He bestowed on me a crown of beauty


of the ashes to which I so helplessly clung,

He bathed me in the oil of gladness instead of mourning

He gave me a garment of praise, especially made for me

Instead of the despair that had come in to ravage my soul.


You said of me, O Lord that I shall be called an oak of righteousness,

a planting of the Lord.


Lord, you redeemed me for the sole purpose of being the display or your splendour.

O, how I praise your Holy name O God,

Your promises for my redemption are great, and I will stand on them

As I reflect you every day, in every way.



written by: Brenda Thomas

(This poem was written out of a heart of gratitude for all that God has done in my life, patiently putting back the pieces of destruction that had ravaged my very soul. I am forever thankful and grateful to God for his great love for us and His grace and forgiveness that he Lavishes on each one of us. Rejoice in Him today, for His great mercy)


I am created for your pleasure, created for your glory

You, my Lord, have taken my ashes of what I thought was living

and replaced it with your beauty.

You, my Lord, put your fragrance of life into me,

No longer do I have the stench of death, but I am filled with your fragrance of life.

To live forever with you, shinning, shimering, a great inheritance.

Only you my lord, understand the fullness of this inheritance,

Lord that you have prepared for me,

Others look, envy and even hate it,

But you Abba Father


“Come home, my good and faithful servant, enter into your inheritance, where no moth or rust could destroy”

Thank you Abba Father

written by: Brenda Thomas




God places such a fierce, loyal, protective,

 Love into the hearts of mothers

He places a love that is willing to die for their child,

 A love that will stay up all night nursing a child that is sick

  A love that will cry tears of joy at the simplest accomplishments of her children

And tears of sorrow when her children are hurt and sad,

Tears of sorrow,

at wrong choices.

It is a love that is deep within her soul,

 that no one can snatch away

It is a love that would move a mountain,

 with a teaspoon if it would help her child out.

It is a love that comes from late nights and early mornings,

A million diapers and feedings,

Fixing scraped knees, and kissing all boo boo’s

A mother’s love is hard to understand,

But know this one thing, it is with a willing heart

 that she gives of herself to love those whom God,

 has placed in her loving care.

She does it with great joy knowing that as she loves her child abundantly

she is being the hands and feet of Jesus here on earth.

Written by: Brenda Thomas