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LESSONS OF HUMILITY
By Helen Pearson Garrett


Find
God
In
The
Morning,
He
Will
Be
With
You
All
The
Day



"The
Potter
has Power
complete
Power
over
The
Clay.


I would
be
resisting
God -
the Touch
of God
if I
did Not
Know
that
He is
a God
of
Love -
And that
God has
an
image
before He
starts of
what
He
wants me
to be -
The only
thing I can
do is
to yield
so He can
make What
he envisions
for Me.



He is now Molding
and shaping and
fitting You for the
Glory He envisions
for You.

10/17/79

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THE BITTER CHANGES INTO
THE SWEET

The Bitter Changes
Into the Sweet
As JESUS helps Me
My Troubles
To Meet.
He strengthens
My Heart,
And tells Me
That He will play
A great part
In solving My
Problems
And lifting My
Cares
In Answer to
My Multitudes
Of Most Sincere
and Humble
Prayers.
`

FORGIVENESS IS THE JOY
DIVINE

Forgiveness
Is The Joy
Divine!
Happiness comes
When You Say
You'll Be Mine.

I'll Love You
Forever
And a Day
If You'll just
Come My
Way
`

TROUBLED TIMES

At troubled Times
God seems to be
closest.
He is Always Near
At times of
Stress and pain ~
And Invariably
He sends His
Angels
To paint My
Skies With
Rainbow Colors...
After He has
Sent Me
The Rain.


`

TROUBLES ARE LIKE BUBBLES

Troubles are like
Bubbles...
and When They Blow
away -
We Wonder Why
From The Master's
Side
We have let them
Lead us astray!

For He is ever ready
our battles to
fight.
And When We
Pray...
We Must Believe
That Things are
Coming out All Right!


`
A BEAUTIFUL BIRDSONG

A Beautiful bit of Birdsong
Came at Eventide
From our budding Peach
Tree.
It was so filled
With an exquisite Melody
That I thought it
must be especially sung
for Me.

I knew that it had
a message.
God was bringing
Me His Joy.
and Cheer.
It was as though
In The Birdsong
He was saying;
"Be Happy My Child.
Be Happy because
To You, I Am Near!"



A KING IS BORN

I stood on
a lofty
pinnacle
alone.
One star was
in the
sky;
I saw a vision
of a Throne.

Faintly, I heard
a Baby's
cry.
I made my way
down
the steep hill -
And brushed
an Angel's wing.

I saw
even the
animals
knelt
to pray.

It was so wondrous...
I started to sing
And
I Sang:

"Glory to God
in the Highest!

And on earth
Peace, good will
toward men.

For... in Bethlehem
A Savior
is born
this day...

Who to all
peoples
Shall be
The Life,
The Truth,
and
The Way!"




MY GREETINGS TO THE
MORNING

I send Greetings
To The Morning
As I Watch it
unfold.
Wisps of soft
Pink Clouds
That gradually
Turn To Gold.
The Mourning Doves
Come hurrying to
Sit on the Wire -
And as they
Sweetly Coo...
They My loveliest
Thoughts
Inspire!


MY SHEEP HEAR MY VOICE

My sheep Hear My Voice
And They follow
Me then
Up a steep rocky
Hillside or
Down in a glen.

Their Love for Me
causeth
All Self to go,
And They only
Travel
Where I let
Them Know.

If One loses
A footing,
We reach down
An Arm
And soon He
Is on His
Shoulder
Away from
All harm.

O My sheep
Hear My
Voice
And He follows
Me then
up a steep,
Rocky
Hillside
Or down
In a glen.




UPON HIM ALONE

Upon Him Alone
I lean.
It is for Him
To Lead
The Way!
My Heart
I shall
Keep clean.
I shall Bow...
And Praise
And Pray!
I shall Bow...
And Praise
And Pray!




JESUS' FOOTPRINTS

Sweet Peace,
Which alone
Could Come
From Thee
Fills My storm - tossed
Heart,
Stills the rough Sea.
Thy benediction
Rests
Like a quiet Hand
Upon My forehead,
and looking down
I see Thy footprints
In the sand.




ONLY THE NEXT STEP

Only The Next Step,
Lord I ask.
Only the Faith
To fulfill
Thy task.

Only Thy Light
on The Path
Ahead
For the span
of The Next
Step
I Must tread.





THE JEWELS OF MY THOUGHTS

The
Jewels of
My
Thoughts
are My
Jewels of
Worth -
Pearls,
Diamonds, Sapphires
Emeralds
Fair.
These, MY Riches
I bring unto
Thee -
All My Treasures
Rare.


Helen Pearson Garrett was a prolific writer.
She left a heritage of many dozens of notebooks with her writings which remain not yet transcribed.
These will be added here on the web in LESSONS OF HUMILITY as God provides the time and energy to do so.



There was one time in My life when I did not Know that God was Here... One stormy Night when thunder rolled, lightning flashed; when I cried out to Him in great physical pain. And He did not answer. He seemed so very far away.
And how I needed Him!
As I walked the floor in devastating suffering. By the next night I found Myself on the way to Queen of Angeles Hospital for emergency surgery.

In The Morning I had awakened to see a huge beautiful Bouquet on the bedside table. A card said " Get well, Helen" . My nurse read it to me. And it was
as though a shining Presence lingered back of it or near it- a Presence could not clearly see. Yet it was the gentle Presence of The Good Shepherd seeing me through. He seemed to understand all the pain.
He told Me in that still, small Voice to get WELL, and to take care of My Youngsters.

He knew that was My great concern. He asked Me to do His Work in the World. I told Him I would. It was not the end of My life - but a New and Wonderful Beginning - the Beginning of a close walk with My Savior. The Beginning of A Book - A Wonderful Beginning! He gave me the gift of writing Poetry. I had always written prose before. And He gave me the mission of writing it for others.
MY GOD KNEW THAT REGARDLESS OF WHAT THE DOCTORS SAID THAT I WOULD LIVE MANY YEARS AND DO MUCH WORK FOR THE LORD.

{In 1948, her doctors had given her 6 months to live, but "Helena" as they called her in Chile, worked non-stop for God in a writing ministry for another 47 years until 8 PM, November 27, 1995 when the Lord took her home. She died without pain at the "ends of the earth" in Punta Arenas, Chile. She was born in Baraboo, Wisconsin on May 10, 1905.}


There is a mailing list of Helen's newly published poems.

It consists poems and prose as they are just transcribed from her notebooks.

If you want to be on this mailing list, please
send mailto:sailing@victory-cruises.com
and write "subscribe poetry".



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