Leona's Poems - Page 1
Somewhere, a tearful Mother prays,
She loves her wayward child;
Still caring for her child's lost Soul,
Once so innocent, tender and mild.
While she rocked and sang a lull-a-by,
Her precious child drifted into sleep;
There in the warmth of her loving arms,
Only if the child was ill...she'd weep.
Those tender years are now gone,
Her love is still strong as back then;
She's had years to watch her child grow,
With God's Love to love again and again.
This dear Mother now has a heart to ache,
She waits patiently as her tears flow;
Kneeling to pray, she talks with God,
Her Saviour, she wants this child to know.
God bless every precious Mother who prays,
He knows her dear child will never forget;
Those times of knowing when Mother prayed,
There's peace...God is not finished yet.
There's pleasure in every temptation of sin,
Though it only lasts for a brief season;
When a loving Mother weeps and prays,
Her love for the wayward child, is the reason.
Leona I. Miller © 2005
My life is like a ship out at sea,
Burdens toss me about as ocean waves;
I am Thankful God watches over me,
My compass is set ~ I know Jesus Saves.
Trials come and press down on me,
It's then I trust Jesus ~ He is my Anchor;
Waves of trouble allow me to see,
Jesus has Control so I can conquer.
I keep my eyes on the distant shore,
My ship is tossed as if to sink;
I bow to pray as the ocean waves roar,
My faith must be firm and not shrink.
Jesus in my Captain 'til life is through,
With Him ~ I will not lose my way;
The Lighthouse Beam is within my view,
He leads and guides me to Eternal Day.
The lights are bright along the shore,
They glisten as diamonds in the night;
The Beacon guides while breakers roar,
He has kept me safe and in His sight.
Some day, my Vessel will safely land,
I'll meet loved ones who passed on before;
God will smile and tenderly take my hand,
Then I'll be at Home on Heaven's Shore.
Leona I. Miller © 2003
The road is never weary nor long,
When going to the home of a friend;
Whispering a prayer and in my heart a song,
I'll soon be there ~ it's just around the bend.
When with a friend, time swiftly passes away,
It's soon time for the return to home;
I'm blessed as I take a moment to pray,
Thankful for memories as friendship has grown.
With a light in the window just ahead,
I walk slowly and continue on;
The sunsets glow of yellow, gray and red,
Keeps me watching 'til the colors are gone.
Slowly ~ the shadows of evening have grown,
Still, I keep watch on the glow ahead;
The light in the window leads me home,
I am blessed and my soul is fed.
There's a need for moments as this,
Moments to meditate and pray;
Earths beauty ~ I don't want to miss,
I'm preparing now, for Eternal Day.
There's never a lonely moment in life,
With a light in the window just ahead;
God will free us from all strife,
He is with us, just as He has said.
Leave the light on ~ in a window,
For someone who may be passing-by;
They'll not be alone and love will kindle,
Remembering a loving God is always nigh.
There's a mansion prepared in the sky,
A beautiful place in Heaven of our own;
I trust to be a light for others, in God's Eye,
As a light in the window that leads to Home.
Leona I. Miller © 2003
While we travel this journey of life,
Things may not always go as we planned;
Problems arise and tend to stir up strife,
We must pray and hold to God's hand.
Trials and sufferings come and then go,
Sometimes things said are not always kind;
Sadness may come and cause tears to flow,
We must leave all sad regrets behind.
Our loved ones may try to help us,
Our friends may not always understand;
The Best Friend we'll ever have is Jesus,
He is always with us to hold our hand.
Our journey in life may become dim,
Problems so often arise to torment the mind;
The Blood of Jesus covers all our sin,
Leaving all our sad regrets behind.
Forgive to be Forgiven...be humble and pray,
Don't dwell on sad things that are past;
This life is quite brief and then some day,
Only things done for Jesus will forever last.
Things will not always be as they are now,
The time will come when we will find;
At the pierced feet of Jesus we shall bow,
Then gladly...we'll leave all sad regrets behind.
Leona I. Miller © 2002
The deeds we do for God are clearly seen,
We stand alone to do what is right;
Shadows are cast as a silver beam,
We must not be as a candle with flickering light.
God loves and cares for all mankind,
His love...our hearts should excite;
We will brightly shine for Jesus ~ or ~ faintly shine,
As one lone candle in the night.
We must never let our faith grow weak for Jesus,
But always keep His Armor shining bright;
The time will come for each of us,
Some day...we will take our Heavenly flight.
It should be a pleasure and our mission,
To do only what is pleasing in His sight;
Even when trials come ~ we'll reach completion,
If we're faithful as we climb the mountain's height.
Each day is ours to make a choice,
Let's seek God's will with all our might;
With faith bright and strong...we can rejoice,
If we're not as a flickering candle in the night.
Leona I. Miller © 2004
Jesus is my Helper, my Hope, Lord and King,
He is Joy, Provider, and every day the same;
To Him I lift up my voice and sing,
While every foe trembles at His name.
There is Power in the name of Jesus,
I am so thankful He is mine;
There is none else, but only Jesus,
His name is precious, Blessed, Pure, Divine.
He is Alpha and Omega, Beginning and End,
The Son of God, the Vine, Holy, Saviour, Love;
Prince of Peace, Physician, High Priest, Friend,
Lamb of God, the Light, our Messiah above.
He is the Cornerstone, Master, Bread of Life,
My Guide, Healer, Shepherd, Strong Tower;
He is the Way, the Truth and the Life,
In Him is Victory, Salvation and Power.
He loves me; I Worship and Adore Him,
He suffered, gave His Blood, died and Arose for us;
I Praise Him, Glorify Him...He is the Great I Am,
I Believe His Word, His Blood, His Name...Jesus!
He is all of these and more.
Leona I. Miller © 2003
Jesus was hanging on the Cross in agony,
Oh! The shame of it all that day;
He suffered, Bled and Died for you and me,
Never forget Calvary and don't forget to pray.
Remember Jesus of Galilee.
Women followed Jesus of Galilee,
Standing to "watch"...a long way off;
Then went to prepare spices for His body,
Love of a great degree, while others
walked away to scoff,
At Jesus of Galilee.
The women returned the first day of the week,
It was very early in the morning;
The body of Jesus they came to seek,
They loved Him, still, in this new day's dawning,
This Man of Galilee.
The stone was found to be rolled away,
The body of Jesus was no longer there;
Two men stood in shining garments that day,
The women were afraid and filled with care,
For Jesus of Galilee.
The men asked, "Why seek the living among the dead?"
The Son of Man was delivered to the hands
of sinful men;
The women remembered, then, the words
Jesus had said,
He would be Crucified, but the third day
He would rise again,
He is Risen! This Jesus of Galilee.
Jesus said He would go but again return,
The time of His coming now draws near;
To see Him "descend" from Heaven; do we yearn?
Or will our hearts be filled with fear,
For this same Jesus of Galilee?
(St. Luke 24)
Leona I. Miller © 2002
Someone we love is sinking deep in sin,
This dear one, from God, has turned away;
When we learn someone has chosen to reject Him,
It must not be because we did not pray.
We must reach out to that someone in love,
With a need to bring them back today;
If they fail and miss Heaven above,
It must not be because we did not pray.
There may be sin in fun and pleasures we seek,
Many temptations will lure the soul away;
Sin leaves the soul, mind and body weak,
It must not be because we did not pray.
Time is passing from us each day and hour,
Sin has a very high cost to someday pay;
Satan will devour the soul with his power,
It must not be because we did not pray.
We must pray and leave the outcome to God,
Be loving and forgiving as we go our way;
If one life returns to God on this journey we trod,
We can Rejoice because we "did" pray.
Leona I. Miller © 2003
The day was darkened with clouds,
A time to remember the Cross at Calvary;
It was a dark day there when Jesus died,
I come now to ask, O Lord remember me.
The morning hours pass swiftly by,
Lord, remember the lonely and the weary;
Remember those burdened and in sorrow,
Then I pray, O Lord remember me.
The shadows of evening cover the earth,
Again I think of Jesus there at Calvary;
Remember each pain and dying groan,
And then I ask, O Lord remember me.
Remember those who are so lost, Lord,
They are bound in sin and must be free;
They can never find their way alone,
Help them and then, O Lord remember me.
I am thankful for Your Mercy and Grace,
Then as I pause to bend my knees;
While You are there on Your Throne,
O Lord, please do remember me.
Leona I. Miller © 2003
Oh, life is good and it's so grand,
Since I walked away from sin;
The devil is troubled and trembles,
I'll never turn to his way again.
I'm having the time of my life,
Each day I walk with the King;
I've turned my back on the devil,
It's Jesus now...His praises to sing.
The Bible says Jesus loves me,
I believe and know it is true;
He is Alive and is coming soon,
Friend...I hope you know Him too.
There's no other way to Heaven,
Unless we walk with Jesus our King;
Let's walk together and be blessed,
Praise Him while the Angels sing.
Oh, I'm having such a great time,
God cares about me in many ways;
He guards every step I will take,
I love Him and give Him all my praise.
Yes, I'm having the time of my life,
Some friends cannot yet understand;
God's Plan is for me to always obey,
It's a Joy to walk and hold His hand.
Leona I. Miller © 2005