A CONSISTENT LIFE:

A LETTER TO A MISSIONARY

 

A Consistent life, God asked

Of Me

In the days of long ago,

And I questioned Him as to

The Meaning

Of this,

For I truly Wanted

To know.

Then, in following Years,

You came into My life

By the Merest happenstance.

As I told You about

My Concern that my Sons

Were Not as Close to Our Lord

As they had been...

You said, (and it Was Not

Mere Chance)

"When a Consistent life

Is led by You,

You Will find Your family

Drawing Close to Him, Too."

Then You Went on playing

Your Vibraharp,

And I just sat looking

Ahead ~ ~

Wondering What They

Really Meant ~

Those Words that You

Had just said.

For I Was trying Very hard

To stay Close to God,

And follow in His Ways.

However, I felt there Must be

Other Things

That He Wanted of

My days.

 

As the Years Went On,

I Wrote for Him,

And Consistently Prayed.

I Prayed For Many

And Close to HIS Side

I stayed.

 

I painted only as

I felt inspired

By Him

And I Wrote at

HIS Command.

I felt that I lived and

Breathed

As though living

Within His Hand.

 

But still, there Was One

Small part

Of My heart for possessions

I could love.

They Were earthly possessions,

Not inherited from

Above.

 

And One day, Jesus said,

"Leave All and follow

Me.

Of You, a fisher of Men

I shall make,

If You launch Out deep

Into the Sea."

 

I thought it a glorious

Calling ~ ~

And He had Told Me

This

In My Youth.

I Wanted to ~ ~ Oh I

Wanted to

Follow Him

In every bit

of HIS Truth.

 

For I saw the poison

Of sin

In the World,

And the Way it Was

Sometimes hidden But growing.

I could no longer

Stand back,

Seeing it All,

And knowing.

 

I knew the sins Were flowing

Over the World As in a tide

and I suffered,

Knowing that for these

Very sins

Christ lived and died.

 

I said "Here I am Lord.

Take this one small broken

Vessel.

Thou seest it at Thy Feet

Lord.

Make of it THY trestle."

 

"May it support in Thy

Strength,

The faltering and the Weak,

The Ones On the edge of

Darkness ~ ~

The Ones Thou, Thyself

Would seek."

 

In losing My life

For Thy sake, Lord,

I know Thou hast

Promised Me

Fields ripe for

The Harvest ~

And Many Others

Following Thee.

 

And so, Dear One

The Consistent Life

Has finally

Been revealed.

There Must be Nothing

At all in One's life

Unconfessed, held onto,

Concealed.

 

It is sin itself

That has spoken

So loudly that

I can No longer

Refrain

From trying To help

Lift Up

The sinners

Whom God impresses

upon

My heart By Name.

 

For Without Christ

They are spiritually dead

already

And their joy in life

So soon departs,

When a real problem

Comes Up. to disturb

Their Longing

fearful Hearts.

 

JUNE 5 1998

 

 

MY MESSAGE OF PEACE

 

Come, Holy Spirit

Come,

Holy Spirit,

Thou Wondrous

Dove.

Fill My Cup

To Overflowing

With Thy

Pure

Sanctified

Love.

Make My Life

To shine

For Jesus,

And May

My Joy

In HIM

Ever Increase.

As From All

My burdens

And Cares

I find

In HIM

A Calm,

Complete,

Precious

Relief.

 

Thanksgiving morning

NOVEMBER 25 1982

 

 

 

IT IS EASY

 

It is easy

To hold oneself

Firm

In a Storm

As Ones Castles

Come Crashing

Down...

When One

Knows

It is All part

Of The Savior's

Plan

To help bring

His Word

Renown.

It is easy

To look out

Upon a dark

Sky

And see bright

Streaks

Of radiant

Light.

It is easy...

When One

Knows

It is All

A part

Of God's

Fight.

It is easy

For One,

Who Sings

The Conqueror's

Song...

It is easy

To Smile

When Things

Go Wrong

It is easy

To hold

Oneself firm

In a Storm

As One's

Castles

Come Crashing

Down

When One

Knows

It is All

A part of

God's

Plan

To help

Bring

HIS Word

Renown!

 

JANUARY 3 1983

 

 

 

THE ROBINS SANG ALL NIGHT

 

The Robins

Sang All Night...

A Song of Cheer!

And I need not

Pretend

That I did

Not hear.

For I felt that

The Robins

Were Singing

Especially

For You and

Me.

And from

All doubt

And fear

I Was

Set FREE.

 

British Columbia

On vacation

Following Accident

And still in

Much pain.

10/12 /82

 

DON'T EVER GIVE IN

 

Don't

You Ever

Give

In!

Don't

You Ever

Give

In!

There's

An Angel

On The

Way!

There's

An Angel

On The

Way!

It may

be

Tomorrow

Or it

May be

Today.

 

 

 


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