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WHEN THIS CROSS I CARRY
BECOMES TOO HEAVY TO BEAR
I'M REMINDED IT'S ONLY TEMPORARY
TO KEEP ME FROM DESPAIR JESUS WALKED THE VERY SAME ROAD
THAT I AM WALKING NOW
HE TOO CARRIED A HEAVY LOAD
PAIN ETCHED UPON HIS BROW THE ROAD WAS LONG AND RUGGED
THE PATH STEEP TO CALVARY'S HILL
HIS EYES FOCUSED STRAIGHT AHEAD
ON THE MISSION HE CAME TO FULFILL THE STONES CUT INTO HIS BARE FEET
THE LAMB OF GOD BLOODIED AND BRUISED
HIS MISSION WAS ALMOST COMPLETE
A CROWN OF THORNS DUG INTO HIS HEAD THEY NAILED MY LORD TO A CROSS
AS IF HE HADN'T SUFFERED ENOUGH
WE'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT HIS LOVE COST
EVEN WHEN WE THINK WE HAVE IT ROUGH HIS BODY BATTERED LIKE A CRIMINAL
HE LOOKED DOWN ON US WITH LOVE
WE SINNED AND HE TOOK THE FALL
TELL ME THAT'S NOT A LABOR OF LOVE WITH HIS DYING BREATH HE PLED OUR CASE
FATHER, FORGIVE THEM, THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO
HIS SACRIFICE SAVED THE HUMAN RACE
LOVE SAVED ME...LOVE SAVED YOU COPYRIGHT 2008
DEBBY HARRIS
I TOOK MY BAGGAGE AND LAID IT AT THE CROSS
ALL MY SINS, ALL MY MISTAKES, EVERY LOSS
I'D FINALLY REACHED THE END OF MY ROPE
AND KNEW JESUS WAS MY ONLY HOPE AS I LAID THEM THERE, I FELT MUCH LIGHTER
SUDDENLY, THE WORLD SEEMED MUCH BRIGHTER
ASTONISHED BY HOW MUCH BAGGAGE WAS THERE
I STOOD THERE AMAZED, I COULD ONLY STARE ALL MY BURDENS, I'D CARRIED OVER THE YEARS
ALL MY SUFFERING AND PAIN, AND ALL OF MY TEARS
WERE DISPLAYED RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF ME
I WAS STRIPPED FROM THE SHAME WITHIN ME I FELT IT WAS TOO MUCH TO ASK JESUS TO FORGIVE
FOR HE HAD DONE SO MUCH, SO THAT I MAY LIVE
I STEPPED UP TO RETRIEVE SOME OF THE BAGGAGE
JESUS CHOSE THAT TIME TO FOR OUR EXCHANGE "WHY ARE YOU REMOVING SOME OF YOUR BURDENS"
"WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO GRIEVE ALL OVER AGAIN"
"HAVE YOU NOT SUFFERED ENOUGH ALREADY"
"COME, LET ME TAKE THEM, YOUR HANDS ARE UNSTEADY" "MY LORD, I FEEL THEY ARE TOO MUCH FOR YOU TO BEAR"
"YOU'VE DONE SO MUCH FOR ME, IT SEEMS UNFAIR"
"MY CHILD, YOUR JOURNEY HAS BEEN SO VERY LONG"
"THIS IS WHERE YOUR BURDENS HAVE BELONGED" JESUS WALKED UP TO THE CROSS AND LAID THEM DOWN
I HUNG MY HEAD IN SHAME, FOR I HAD LET HIM DOWN
TEARS FLOWED LIKE RIVERS CLEANSING MY SOUL
AWAY FLOWED MY SINS, I WAS BEING MADE WHOLE "JESUS, HOW CAN I EVER THANK YOU"
"MY APPRECIATION IS SO LONG OVERDUE"
HE LOOKED AT ME AND SMILED AND SAID...
"MY LOVE IS THE KEY THAT SET'S YOU FREE" COPYRIGHT 2008
DEBBY HARRIS
WALKING ALONG A FAMILIAR PATH
LITTERED WITH BROKEN DREAMS
EVIDENCE OF THE PAINFUL AFTERMATH
WHEN LIFE WAS RIPPED APART AT THE SEAMS STILL SURPRISED SHE MANAGED TO SURVIVE
REMEMBERING THE PAIN THAT NEVER LET GO
A YOUNG WOMAN'S HOPE FILLS THE ARCHIVES
SHATTERED BY EACH FATAL BLOW YOU CAN STILL HEAR THE MOURNFUL SONG
ECHOING THE SOUNDS OF A BROKEN HEART
STILL WONDERING WHAT WENT WRONG
WHY HER WORLD WAS TORN APART WHILE SHE WATCHED HER WORLD CRUMBLE
LIFE SIMPLY WENT ON ALL AROUND HER
LOVE IS A PASS SHE ALWAYS SEEMS TO FUMBLE
REPLAYS SHOW WHEN THE DAMAGE OCCURRED SHE LEARNS NOT TO DREAM AND NOT TO HOPE
LIFE HAS TAUGHT HER DREAMS DON'T COME TRUE
THE AFTERMATH OF LOVE MAKES IT HARD TO COPE
LOVE IS FOR OTHERS...NOT FOR YOU THE PATH THAT LEADS TO YESTERDAY'S DREAMS
IS MUCH BETTER LEFT UNTRAVELED
LITTERED WITH SORROW AND PAIN EXTREME
OF A LIFETIME OF DREAMS THAT UNRAVELLED COPYRIGHT 2009
DEBBY HARRIS
LORD, AS I LOOK BACK ON MY LIFE...I REALIZE
THE MANY TIMES I WAS GIVEN BLESSINGS IN DISGUISE
THROUGH TIMES OF UNBEARABLE GRIEF
I PRAYED ASKING YOU FOR SOME KIND OF RELIEF
AT TIMES I THOUGHT YOU'D FORGOTTEN ME
AND PURPOSELY IGNORED MY PLEA
PANICKING AND FEELING SUFFOCATED
ANGRY, HURT, AND VERY FRUSTRATED
WAITING FOR YOU TO INTERVENE
AND NO RELIEF FROM YOU COULD BE SEEN DURING TIMES OF CRISIS WE WANT A QUICK FIX
TO BE FREE OF THE GRIEF AND CONFLICTS
BUT GOD WORKS ON HIS TIMETABLE...NOT OURS
HE CAN'T BE COERCED INTO USING HIS POWERS
EVERY TRIAL THAT WE GO THROUGH
CHANGES OUR POINT OF VIEW
HE KNOWS WHAT MAKES US STRONG
AND WHAT WE'VE NEEDED ALL ALONG HE KNOWS...WE HAVE TO FEEL IT
TO BE ABLE TO HEAL IT
WE HAVE TO FEEL THE PAIN
IN ORDER TO SEE THE GAIN
EXPERIENCE SOME SADNESS
TO RECOGNIZE GLADNESS
LEARN TO BE STILL
AND LET GOD'S WILL...
BE DONE COPYRIGHT 2006
DEBBY HARRIS
SOMETIMES LIFE JUST ISN'T FAIR
EVIDENCE OF THIS IS EVERYWHERE
WE ALL HAVE OUR TURN AT BAT
OUR OWN PERSONAL PAIN TO COMBAT OUR HEARTS GET BROKEN
CRUEL WORDS GET SPOKEN
SOMETIMES WE RETALIATE
OFTEN TIMES WE MANIPULATE WE ACT OUT TO MASK THE PAIN
WHEN WE SHOULD ABSTAIN
WE FAIL TO COMMUNICATE
AND OUR TEMPERS DETONATE OUR WORDS CAN BRING SOMEONE TO TEARS
WHEN WE FAIL TO UNDERSTAND THEIR FEARS
OUR ACTIONS ARE NOT ALWAYS APPROPRIATE
AND THEY CAN BE PERCEIVED AS A THREAT TRAGEDIES HAPPEN EVERYDAY
AND NOT ANOTHER CONTINENT AWAY
WHEN LIFE GETS TOO TOUGH TO BEAR
REMEMBER...LIFE IS FRAGILE
HANDLE WITH PRAYER COPYRIGHT 2007
DEBBY HARRIS
WHEN I AM HURTING DEEP IN MY SOUL
THE PAIN FEELS AS IF IT'S TEARING A HOLE
WHEN ALL I'VE PRAYED FOR ISN'T GOD'S WILL
MY WORLD CAVES IN AND I'M AT A STANDSTILL THE DAYS SEEM SO DARK AND EVER SO LONG
I PRAY THE LORD WILL KEEP ME STRONG
I CANNOT SLEEP I CANNOT EAT
ALL I FEEL IS UTTER DEFEAT I WANT TO STAY IN BED AND HIBERNATE
I'M WEARY AND I CAN'T SEEM TO CONCENTRATE
I TRY TO PRAY AND END UP UP SOBBING
KNEELING DOWN AT THE FEET OF MY KING LORD TAKE THIS CUP OF GRIEF FROM ME
OR EMPTY IT SOME THIS I PLEA
QUIET MY SOUL AND UNCLENCH MY GUT
PULL ME UP OUT OF THIS NEVER ENDING RUT GIVE ME STRENGTH TO ACCEPT YOUR WILL
AND CLIMB BACK UP CALVARYS HILL
EVEN THOUGH I DON'T UNDERSTAND
THE THINGS DONE BY YOUR OWN HAND SHH...BE QUIET MY RESTLESS SOUL
I KNOW THE LORD HAS IT UNDER CONTROL
NOT MY WILL BUT YOUR'S WILL BE DONE
I KNOW YOU HEARD MY 9_1_1
COPYRIGHT 2007
DEBBY HARRIS
WHAT A PERFECT WOMAN MARY MUST HAVE BEEN
TO BRING FORTH THE SON OF GOD IN HEAVEN
GOD SEARCHED AND FOUND HIS CHOSEN ONE
TO BRING INTO THIS WORLD HIS ONLY SON THIS YOUNG WOMAN WHOSE FAITH WAS STRONG
WOULD NURSE JESUS WHILE SHE SANG A SONG
GOD MUST HAVE LOOKED DOWN TOUCHED AT THE SIGHT
AND WITH TEARS IN HIS EYES FELT SUCH DELIGHT HIS LITTLE NEWBORN SON ASLEEP IN THE HAY
HE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL THE ANGELS DID SAY
GOD, THE PROUD PAPA LOOKED DOWN FROM ABOVE
TEARS IN HIS EYES AND HIS HEART BURSTING WITH LOVE WHEN ALL WERE ASLEEP HE SILENTLY CAME NEAR
AND WHISPERED "I LOVE YOU" IN JESUS' EAR
THE HANDS THAT CREATED THE WORLD WERE GENTLE
REACHING FROM HEAVEN TO EARTH WAS TRANSCENDENTAL EVER SO SOFTLY HE TOUCHED HIS LITTLE DOWNY HEAD
KNOWING THE HEARTACHES THAT LIE AHEAD
THE BABE OPENED HIS EYES AND THEIR EYES MET
FATHER AND SON FORGED A BOND NEITHER WOULD FORGET A TINY LITTLE HAND REACHED TO GRASP GOD'S FINGER
AND FOR A FEW PRECIOUS MINUTES LET IT LINGER
THIS LITTLE HAND WILL HEAL THE SICK AND THE BLIND
SHOWING COMPASSION AND LOVE TO ALL MANKIND HE BENT DOWN AND SAID "SON, IT'S TIME FOR ME TO GO"
PLACING A KISS ON LITTLE LIPS SHAPED LIKE A CUPIDS BOW
"I LOVE YOU MY SON AND I WILL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY SON...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU"
COPYRIGHT 2010
DEBBY HARRIS HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS!!!
THE ANCIENT BATTLEFIELD STANDS SILENT
EXCEPT FOR THE VOICES OF THE TOURISTS
READING MARBLE PLAQUES ABOUT THE EVENT
DOCUMENTING THE DEAD ON A CHISELED LIST A BLACK WROUGHT IRON FENCE GUARDS THE DEAD
IT'S GATE MARKED "SHILOH NATIONAL CEMETARY"
HUGE HARDWOOD TREES LOOM TALL OVERHEAD
WHITE MARBLE STONES, A PERMANENT OBITUARY DOWN THE STEEP HILL IS THE TENNESSEE RIVER
A PLAQUE NAMES THE SPOT "PITTSBURG LANDING"
HUGE GUNSHIPS UPRIVER MADE MANY A MAN QUIVER
KNOWING THE DEVASTATION THEY WOULD BRING THE PEACH ORCHARD BATTLE CLAIMED MANY LIVES
DYING MEN DRUG THEMSELVES TO "THE BLOODY POND"
MEN FROM BOTH SIDES PRAYING THEY'D SURVIVE
WERE FOUND DEAD SIDE BY SIDE WHEN MORNING DAWNED BODIES PILED HIGH WITH THE DEAD AND DYING
SCREAMS RENT THE AIR AS HOGS RAIDED THE PILES
HELPLESS SOLDIERS WITNESSED EVERYTHING
HOW HORRIBLE TO SEE SOMETHING SO VILE ALONG ONE FIELD CANNONS ARE STILL LINED IN A ROW
AN IMPENETRABLE FORTRESS AGAINST AN ATTACK
THE DARK IRON WEAPONS DEALT MANY A BLOW
THE DARK ACRID SMOKE TURNED THE AIR BLACK IN APRIL EACH YEAR THE BATTLE'S RE-ENACTED
EVERYTHING'S SET UP LIKE IT WAS BACK THEN
EXCEPT NO LIVES ON EITHER SIDE ARE EXACTED
LIKE THE MANY, MANY SOLDIERS WAY BACK WHEN WE SHOULD NEVER FORGET OUR HISTORY
FOR SOMEDAY WE WILL ALL BE DEAD AND GONE
LONG WAVE THE FLAGS OF OLD GLORY
THROUGH THE DEAD OF NIGHT AND INTO THE DAWN COPYRIGHT 2010
DEBBY HARRIS
Tags: CIVIL WAR POEM
I AWOKE THIS MORNING WITH YOU ON MY MIND
REMEMBERING MANY CHRISTMAS' PAST
I CLOSED MY EYES AND LET THEM ALL REWIND
TWENTY NINE YEARS HAVE WENT BY SO FAST FOOTSTEPS RUNNING DOWN THE STAIRS
SHRIEKS OF JOY MINGLED WITH LAUGHTER
MUSIC TO MY EARS NOTHING ELSE COMPARES
ECHOES CAN STILL BE HEARD MANY YEARS AFTER WHISPERS COULD BE HEARD...WHO'LL WAKE MOM
BIG SISTER TALKS LITTLE BROTHER INTO THE JOB
PRETENDING TO SLEEP IN WALKS A LITTLE PEEPING TOM
WHO PRIES OPEN MY EYES, YELLING "YOU AWAKE MOM" I FEIGNED INNOCENCE AND PRETENDED TO AWAKE
AS THIS LITTLE BLOND HAIRED, BLUE EYED BOY
SHOUTED LOUD ENOUGH THAT THE DEAD WOULD WAKE
MOMMA...COME QUICK ...I THINK I GOT SOME TOYS HOLDING MY HAND AND LEADING THE WAY
PRACTICALLY DRAGGING ME DOWN THE STEPS
HE HUNG ON TIGHT SO I WOULDN'T GET AWAY
I BUTT SURFED DOWN THE LAST FOUR STEPS MY DAUGHTER WAS SITTING THERE BY THE TREE
ANTICIPATION SHINING FROM HER LOVELY FACE
HALF ASLEEP AND COMPLETELY CAFFEINE FREE
I SETTLED INTO MY DESIGNATED SPACE WITH WRAPPING PAPER FLUNG ALL OVER THE PLACE
I SAT THERE SMILING WITH BOWS STUCK TO MY HAIR
THESE ARE THE TIMES THAT CAN'T BE REPLACED
THE HAPPY MEMORIES MY KIDS AND I SHARE TWO CHRISTMAS' AGO MY SON WENT TO HEAVEN
I WONDER DOES HE REMEMBER HIS SISTER AND ME
DOES HE REMEMBER ALL THOSE HAPPY TIMES WHEN
WE... ALL THREE... SAT AROUND THE CHRISTMAS TREE COPYRIGHT 2010
DEBBY HARRIS MERRY CHRISTMAS MICHAEL. I LOVE YOU AND I MISS YOU SO. MOM
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