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Divine Mercy

I’ve sailed for miles in a creaky boat
From pier to pier and daunting sea
Hearing wind and water sing
What laps o’er rocks and hardness bring
His divine and loving mercy donning
Unceasing love is what saved me
Kneading balanced beams with prayer
To reap and send His blessings fodder
Pouring down from Christ The Lord
The oil of joy for mourning
The gluing of the seams to float
By God, His graceful pardon
The truth that truly frees my soul
Set point my rudder able
Once I grasped the letting go
All calm, serene and stable …

Jesus Christ The Living God
Puts all cares behind us

Divine Loving Mercy …
Float you to a restful sleep …

Kelly Sampson Griswold

Day’s Journey

Each new morn, The Lord doth bring
His beauty He bestows
His heart, His Holy strength, His hope
The Spirits budding rose
With spritely springing ease, we cope
From Savior Christ we learn
Our faith in Him; our sweet repose
We wait for His return
And as the brook wind and turn
We will not fear for lumps
Joyous is the song we sing
Trusting Him with each new jump
We praise Him by the riverside
We praise Him in the flood
For in our Journey, far and wide
There’s power in The Blood
Praise Him in The morning love
Praise Him in The Dove
The Voice of Glory calling … us
Godward on from sun to sun

Words and Music
Kelly Griswold

Have a super day friend
You are so loved
You are beautiful in His sight k

Butternut Bridge

The Butternut Bridge

It’s just a hop and a skip and a jump, across the Butternut bridge.
The winter wood-bird coos, a lovers song.
The fire is cracklin, warm … so come on over …
You know my love, that it has been too long.

The wind across the meadow, is open wider …
The bridge is calling you, to come on home.
I hear the copper teapot, gently, whistling down.
Come on in … before it gets too cold.

The lonesome night air gives and gives, forever …
The texture of sweet smoke, is in my eye.
The taste of yesteryear, brings out the spices,
of perfectly pleasing, plum pies, piled high.

The screen door slapping time, with loosened wing nuts.
Sounds that we once knew, my friend, so dear.
Missing notes of jingling swings; I … wait … to … hear.
Sounds of you … the porch light near.

Missing notes of jingling swings; I wait … to … hear.
Sounds of you … are whispering in my ear.

Words and Music By
Kelly S Griswold

Jesus’s Love For Us

The Lord Jesus by your side; One who was persecuted for who He was unto death upon the cross for you. He died for you
because He loved you. He was perfect and without sin. He paid for your sins. He did that so that you would not have to pay the price for the sin that you have committed. I know it’s difficult to admit it; but we all did it. We sinned and and Jesus is our remedy. Sick of feeling tired and blue? When you let him into your heart, the peace that passes all understanding glows right to you. Inside of your deepest fears and pains. Eternal life in the safety of His arms forever is yours from this moment on. He loves. you. If you want this peace and happiness that comes from the Savior, just close your eyes ask Him into Your Heart.

“Jesus I know you are calling me. I feel your love and I’m letting my past and all it’s hurts go to you. Come into my heart.” Oh … Lord save me from my ways and give me your ways. What a marvelous way to start the day; with the Savior to guide us. He’s Loving forever; Living in you and growing the beautiful new peace filled you!
Hey that sure feels great!

Kely S Griswold


To be the benevolent hand that leads
Be deeply kind and generosity driven
Heed the call of the soul in need
Be true to God’s word
His word was made flesh
His name is Jesus Christ
He is truth and He is love
The wise in heart see
With the eyes of His grace and compassion
They live in the humble place
Sowing seeds of love and new life in others
By bearing the fruits of the Spirit
In the power of The Holy Ghost
Love, joy, peace, forbearance, patience
kindness, goodness,
and self control
Not in judging
But in helping, teaching, and affirming
The good progress in others
Forgetting the stain …
In Gods loving realm remain
Be led to lead selflessly
For in the pureness of love
Sometimes losing is gain
Avow to listen patiently
Scoping the heart’s true pace
Hearing the sound of a frown
Feeling the expression on someone’s face
Lifting up ne’r tearing down
With respect for others who are in pain
To find the true core of the need
We Must listen … With the heart
Listen …
And listen …
Once again

Kelly Sampson Griswold

The Greatest Call

Thank you Lord for this new day
“From the rising of the sun and to the going down of the same
The name of the Lord is to be praised” Psalms 13

“And whosoever will be the chiefest among you
Shall be Servant of all.”
Mark 10-44

As you rise, rise with Him
As you go, go with Him
Your day will be gloriously happy
No matter what the hardship
In your heart, give all your stress to prayer
To be in His will and His ways
Remember, the first will be last and the last, shall be first
Dedicate each moment of your life to The Lord Jesus Christ
In the caring for others
As you have concern, for their welfare
Keep the others feelings, first on your list
That’s the call
Be comfortable in striving for excellence, in The Lord’s power alone
Servant and leader, coexisting in you
Make serving others, in every way possible, your ultimate concern
This is the kiss of light, love and mirth
For any plight presenting on earth
The greatest call …
To be servant of all

Kelly S. Griswold

Holy Spirit Wind

 

Holy Spirit Wind
(A song for you)

Feel the soft wind, swing and sway
And gently weave, a song for you
As pine trees howling, fill the air
And still small voice, as one, we pair

As sheep in fields; we hear Your voice
Look ahead, in green grassed fields
Pay no mind, to darkened woods
Whose dens of evil, rob, destroy

At work in faith, with reverence
To God alone, and nought to chance
His perfect love, doth cast out fear
Though unseen, yet we know’s He’s there

This wind, it moves, with elegance
Gift of grace, within the dance
With groaning that cannot be heard
Intercedes for the weak and splintered

Living in, His wisdoms wait
Letting go with humble tears
Touch Thou, our brow, with healing care
Holy Spirit peace, is here

Chorus
Holy Spirit
Mighty wind …
Holy Spirit
Breathe on me …

Holy Spirit
Healing wind …
Holy Spirit
Breathe on me

Kelly S Griswold

Memories of Mom’s Morning Glories

“If any man be in Christ, Behold, in Him , He has become a new creation. Old things have passed away, everything has become new.” Second Corinthians 5-17

I remember as a child, my Mother, soaking Morning Glory Seeds in little bowls of warm water on the kitchen table. Funny thing about those Morning Glory seeds. They were one of the hardest shelled seeds to germinate…Hmm..but if you put them into a bowl of tepid water… they soon break open and sprout anew after many days.
We ourselves also have a house that has a hard shell on the outside. It holds our heart and mind and all that we are inside. That hard shell layer encompasses the essence of our very being. It holds our inner thoughts; our feelings and pains; who we are and who we are growing into and choosing to be. Wherewithal, enter, the stresses and the heartaches in life that come our way, locked inside our little hearts. We are not meant to feel this broken. Introspectively, our life experiences and our thoughts about them; they echo from within. The pain and the pressure builds and cries Abba Father “I need You”
Eventually, as our protection layers thicken; how we feel about our experiences in our hearts and lives, affects us and others. No matter how successful we become; we still search for why we are not satisfied. We remain in a state of stagnant unrest. We will never totally be satisfied with the temporary happiness we gain on our own. It is always fleeting at best. We yearn for the One who made us. We need His love.
There comes a time when we realize that we “cannot” do it alone. We know we have fallen short and we all have missed the mark. We are broken and hurt. God knows and He loves us anyway; more than we can ever dream.

The lover of our soul and helper wants to meet us. We long to know Him and to hear Him say “I love you. I died on the cross for every sin you’ve ever committed. You are white as the driven snow now. Let Me rebuild you with an everlasting true love and nurture you know not of.”
We need God to rebuild us; breakdown that hard shell of ours that we have built by ourselves. At this point God is just waiting patiently for us to reach out to Him. He is always ready to rebuild us just for the asking. That hard seed shell of our house soaks in the water…breaks down …dies to itself, and behold by the power and grace of Almighty God, sprouts a new life. Your new life Rooted in Gods soil; stronger and than before. With it’s face attuned to the Sons rays as it needs to be, to grow rightly, in it’s new Life.
So if you feel broken…be glad, because it is then that God is closest to your heart. And when you cry, be glad…because the seed of you is soaking and breaking open. It is then and there that God is is right there beside you, with His tender loving care for you. You in His new life, new peace, and new everlasting covenant with you is breaking through the soil in your newness of life! Yes, it passes all the old understanding. You see everything differently. You’ve let the old things pass away! Everything is new.
And God doesn’t see the the old things; just your new place in Him. This is a place where your attention is only on Him where He wants it! A place where He is doing His greatest works in You. The broken seed. Come forth, God’s loved one; with a new heart and vessel to shine. His new morning glory! Jesus shine on in us.

Kelly Sampson Griswold

Faith

Beautiful Morning

Now Faith is the substance (Assurance) of things hoped for
The evidence (A conviction)
Of things unseen

Hebrews 11-1

Have a great day friend
You are so loved k

The faith that sees beyond the clouds
That obscure for dim reasons
Knows heartache, yet still perseveres
As flower bloom in due season

Knows silence, that is purely gain
Enjoys the laughter after rain
For gentle repositioning
The Space is needed, in between

Our best love from Our Savior King

Kelly S Griswold

Swift River Stream

Swift River Stream

Sunset by
The gentle stream
Where grace flows free
Cool waters deep
A Refreshing drink
Renews my strength
In times like these
My line is cast
Into the brisk, clearing breeze
Patience proves her very work
Time trips sound
And jumps my bow
Fills my heart to overflow
As I doze
In standing sleep
In such a swift
Yet peaceful place
So full and quenched
In all God’s grace

Pans of fish

Kelly S Griswold

Rest well.