The Vision

“In all your ways acknowledge Him
And. He shall direct your path.”
Proverbs 3-6

The mighty train is ready now
He knows when he’s near the gate
Buffets, when coast is clear
Wise men they evaluate

Waiting for the train to load
Soon to rail, the road unwinds
We all sing the gospel song
Harmonize, new friends all kinds

Table round and in the shed
In the morn, full steam ahead
Nightly whistles heard, past bed
Another tiny town is fed

Each stop heard a thousand miles
The great is patient loving kind
Finally docked the slick train lands
The buffered path he understands

Kelly S Griswold


When we ask for forgiveness we can count on this;
The word of God, of which is truth says, God said “I even I will blot out your transgressions. I will remember your sins no more.” Isa.43:25
Believing in (trusting in) what Christ has done for you on the cross is the only prerequisite.
When we ask Jesus to come into our heart, He removes our sin in that instant. He removes it forever.
Gone, as far as the east is from the west. It can never be counted against you again.
His Forgiveness is a beautiful thing; a new way of life. Living for Jesus comes with a never ending supply of
His Holy Spirit fruit to live on and to help others know the way too. I want them all! Love, joy, peace,
patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self control. I love abiding in the
vine of The Lords Love. New peace and a new covenant of living in complete freedom from the past.
A majestic peaceful canyon of Forgiveness. The choice; infinitesimal miles wide and infinite;
splashing with everlasting joy!
I love forgiveness! I’m walking in His light and happiness.
Come along too … and say I do.
Have an awesome day in The peace that passes all understanding.
Kelly S Griswold

Simply Free

Let us sit by the fire
Come with me friend
To the banks of the river
At Lampreys bend

I’ll cook you a kettle
Of the finest fish
Yes we’ll eat of some brown bread
From copper dish

With a smidge of sweet butter
Steamed o’r rocks within view
With some birch paper glasses
Filled with heavenly dew

Not a care in the world
A bed of shady green grass
Nothing left to bother
This little lass

It’s so nice to be resting
Relaxing in Brie
No-one is fretting
simply free

By Kelly Sampson Griswold

Happy and Free

Each morning I rise
Your love lifts me up
I go to work for You Jesus
You fill my cup

My eyes upon You
My ear tuned to Thee
It is then, I see Jesus
I’m the best I can be

I’m happy and free
Looking only to Thee
Because of your mercy
Living In me

Each morning I rise
With Your love to give
I go to work for You Jesus
To spread Your love and forgive

Kelly S Griswold

October chorus-
Have a great day friend
The sky is so blue today
The sun is shining brightly
Reflecting your beauty

Nature Walks with Nancy Ann

The birds were singing o’er my shoulder as if to waken me on this delicately crisp fall morning. I could see them swooping up and down, slicing the air smoothly, like a knife; spreading their wings in glee. Happy that I was around, or was it the the other way around?
Then, as low as low as low could go, they flew closely by my window sill.
Their cheerfulness seemed to boost me up from my bed.
At first I didn’t want to oblige them; for I had been thinking of the days with my mother. Nature was her constant companion. The persistent birds fluttering around with their wispy feathers prompting me to get up and at em.
Thanking God, I threw on my sweatshirt and jeans, donned my moccasins and headed down the drive way still grief traveling. A song came and flowed through my mind. “New world in the morning.” One of her favorites. I felt raindrops rolling down my cheeks, stopping top the beaten ground; Lifting me gently along with the sweet morning air, was the sound my inner heart beat, heaped up with thoughts of my Mother, whom I missed so dearly.
Those birds came to ease my mind I thought. They were ok, and I would be ok. What a God send.
I had my new walking stick nicely fit to the curve of my hand as I traveled further over to the meadow. Still brimming with noises, still there, unchanged. The wooded trail still had that mushroom and Christmasy pine needle scent and the soft blanketed feel of the moss was comforting underfoot. Walking with my Mother through the woods was always my favorite thing to do.
Once, I came across a baby coyote frolicking and I went along with him, letting him jump up on me. He wanted to play some more and again I obliged, momentarily; until I realized that his Mother had to be somewhere, and not too far away. She most definitely wouldn’t abide this new friend. Quick decisions are wise ones sometimes.
Moving along! The weather crowned; then the fog and mist lifted from the air like clockwork. The sun broke through, with rays so soft and warm; they moved and dried my tears.
I think the clouds were tired of their stagnancy too. They dissipated before I knew it.
I sat down gently and quietly in the tall grass as I always do.
I was not alone a-fielding.
Not alone in my thoughts and song.
and when I sat and rested in my quiet.
I felt a presence bare itself
A deer had thoughts of mine, the same;
He was rested upon the field of grain.
Only a golden curtain between us
He would teach me of the freedom
Of the wild blue yonder
For a split second, we instantly saw each other. We locked eyes for a moment … we stared … and then
Up and away with a flash of lightning, I heard
A thunderous crashing of hoof beats
He was off!
Swiftly he ran, sure footedly
With head held high
Confidence learned
“Don’t think”
“Just run”
“Don’t think”
“Just fly”

Story by Kelly Sampson Griswold

Healing Love

Hallelujah He is coming
Very soon the trump will sound
Hallelujah He is coming
Jesus healing victory sounds

What to do is break our pride
We need not ever have to hide
Egress on, our hearts held high
Overcomer’s side by side

Many arrows point our way
Doesn’t matter let them fly
One foot standing on this earth
One heart looking toward the sky

We see dimly through the glass
God works all things for our good
We need not know the rhyme or reason
God’s love truly understood

Hallelujah He is coming
Very soon the trump will sound
Hallelujah, He is coming
We’ll meet Jesus in the clouds

Kelly s Griswold

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