When Angels Visit

When Angels Visit





When angels visit, we may not see them in their light

But they are here among us, alive, vivid and bright



Watching, helping, caring, praying true

They are sent here from heaven to watch over me & you



As we allow their essence to penetrate our beings

A clearer sense of living comes and greater sight for seeing



If we will but open up our spiritual eyes

We may find, they have given us our own wings to rise



Written By: Deborah Finneran Copyright © 2013

A Heart at Peace

A Heart at Peace

Give, to receive love...

Forgive & bless instead of condemn…

Our hearts need to be free of war…

For it is God only, to be the judge of men!

Written By: Deborah Finneran, Copyright © 2013

The Snow Flake

     

                       The Snow Flake

                                                

The snowflake, so beautiful and refined

Its divine sparkle, created by “The Master” of mine



Christ is the Master of whom I speak

He is “The Master” of you and me



He creates the snowflakes in His own way

Just as He creates each of us from day to day



He cuts, snips and fashions His different grand designs

Sometimes we’ll miss it, if we don’t stop to look or take our time



But when we look, we’ll see the beauty that He creates

We will marvel & wonder at the snowflakes He makes



Remember, we are like His snowflakes too

He cuts and snips at us & it often hurts it’s true



Yet it’s so royal and splendid what He’s making out of us

If we will just give Him the scissors & in His brilliance trust



We are meant to be shaped, snipped, folded & continually refined

Because once opened up, His glorious creations are all we will find


Written by: Deborah Finneran, Inspired by my dear friend Wendy Davis, Copyright © 2006 No Duplication Authorized

The Canvas of Our Lives





Everything we do and everything we say

Are strokes on our individual canvases each and everyday



Whether done in vibrant oils, chalk, water or pastels

The whole is portrayed or painted, oh so very well



The image is permanent, that we choose to render and create

It is a true reflection of who we are that every one of us radiates



Many colors are spread about each canvas, whether bright or dim

Daily fresh paint is added, and then shown to our friends and kin



They see our true colors, and our daily works of art

Just as God has witnessed all, right from the very start



So let us use the finest mediums to paint all that we’re meant to be

Working alongside “The Master”, will then create a beautiful masterpiece





Written By: Deborah Finneran 2008

Sacrifices Remembered




Pioneer sacrifices shine brightly forth today

As pioneers persevered so much to lead the way



Standing for Gods truth ever firm and tall

Sustaining eternal ways, everyone and all



Amidst toil, death, suffering & despair

Arose Gods mighty and faithful people there



Men, women and children in this unwavering band

Willing to walk by faith, as Gods priesthood commands



Withered, tired, hungry and torn

Amongst the wolves they often mourned



Yet because of them Zion shines forth today

Such bountiful rays in these latter days



Across the world the Lords Temples now dotted

Sacrifices remembered to be evermore exalted



Written By: Deborah Finneran Copyright © 2010

Abundance Surrounds



Observing & noticing the comforts in such simple abundance,

ever calming to the body, soul and mind.



So much comfort like warm socks, warm food or a warm fire sublime.

The comforts of love, breathing, just being, are all part of life divine.



Oh that I may comprehend & enjoy these splendid blessings of mine.

As I look, I witness, His abundance surrounds at all times.

Written By: D. Finneran Copyright © 2011

God's Mirror

God's Mirror

God’s eternal mirror, hold it in your hand

Look at who you are, and all that He has planned

You are so grand, a child of infinite worth
You are His eternal child, residing on this earth

Remember, Remember, who you are…
Looking through His mirror, your reflection reaches far



Written By: Deborah Finneran