HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

                                           THE  GREATEST  OF  THESE  IS  LOVE 





1 Corinthians 13

1 If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,but have not love, I gain nothing. 4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12 Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. 13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Marie Nenuca - I am God's child and creation
May 11, 2014





 THE  STORY  TELLER


              


















     

Fight For You

Fight For You 

                                            

 

Surrounded by countless voices, blinded by too many choices,

Beleaguered and confused, I took my chances.

And carelessly said good bye.
 

With tears in your eyes and a faintly quivering smile, you softly whispered;

I love you too much, I can’t give you up. No, I won’t  give you up.
But you were too kind to let go and set me free.
 

Forgive me if my pride got in the way and took a step further away.

But I didn‘t mean to hurt you, I realized I can’t go on living my life without you.
Believe me it’s true… oh, it is so true.
 

Let me breath from your love and find strength in your quiet gentleness

Then someday I will face my fears and fight my battles for you.
One day learn to stand tall and live a life worthy of you.

It doesn’t matter what they say, I'll fight for you anyway,

Take care of you… walk with you… grow old with you…
But I hope it’s not too late to let you know.

 I love you.

  

Marie  Nenuca – I am God’s child and creation

March 5, 2014

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 14, 2014

                                                                    I love you too...

I LOVE YOU, I SAID

Alberta Skies 2013

                                                        
  

I have gone, gone so far away ...

Sailed across the oceans and the seas for far too long  

But my memories always take me back to where you are

Now, I'm here pondering, just wondering how you are.

 Oh, how I long to tenderly hold your hands now gnarled from the years of toil

And gently stroke your wrinkled, oh now so grayish ancient brow.

As you sleep through the night, let me sing you your favorite, broken lullabies

And retell your legendary stories oh, so funny, old and wise.

Then through the winds I will softly whisper, across the oceans and across the seas

I love you, I love you I said.

When the storm clouds gather and the rain hides the stars from your failing eyes

Just listen to the wind for again I will softly whisper, across the oceans and across the seas

I love you, I love you I said.
 

 When your days are sad and dreary, don’t let your spirit grow cold and weary.

Let the memories of our joy and laughter warm your heart,

While dancing  with that lovely tune in our hearts.

Then listen to the wind for again I will softly whisper, across the oceans and across the seas

I love you, I love you I said.

                                                                
 Marie Nenuca - I am God's child and creation
February 14, 2014

ALBERTA SKIES 2013 June 6, 2013 I looked up to the heavens and saw vibrant colors, alive and grandiosely strewn across the skies. Lord, your magnificent beauty never cease to astound me. You always move and inspire me..

With You I Will Rise, With You I Will Live Again

                                                         

    
              With You I Will Rise, With You I Will Live Again

    ( For the Filipinos after Haiyan)

 

Over the horizon, the skies darkened and the lights grew dim.

My faith faltered. Oh, I was greatly terrified, so it may seem.

Suddenly, the gushing winds ripped across my face causing my heart to race,

The torrents of rain pounded heavily on the shaking ground

And the palm trees quivered as I momentarily shivered.

Without warning, a deluge of raging sea waters came rushing in, crushing everything in its path.

Submerged under the deep murky waves I gasped and struggled to breath.

Engulfed in the darkness I pleaded; Oh Lord, Save me. Please help me find relief.

 

 

 

From the distance, the roaring winds carried the cries of anguish and sorrow.

I can only pray; Oh Lord, protect us until we see the light of tomorrow.

Standing on the wreckage my heart was torn, seeing my people so downcast and forlorn.

In a moment of hopelessness and desperation, I fell down on my knees in misery,

Flung my hands toward the heavens and wailed; Lord can you hear me?

Can you feel my pain?  Oh, Lord in my confusion help me to understand.
 

My tears have gone dry, my mouth parched and thirsty, my body have grown weak and so weary.

My frail heart was faintly beating, searching and hoping.

With a soul so broken and wounded, I   desperately longed for home.  My spirit grieved.

 

 

But, Dear Lord I believe that in this torment I was never alone and that you were always with me, patiently carrying me.

Please don’t let go of me now oh, Lord. Help me, help me stand up and overcome.

Heal my wounds and calm my heart. Let my soul find rest in you alone and restore the joy of my spirit.

With your scarred and mighty  hands Lord, lift me up, so I can rise from beneath the waters.

Then I shall see the sun shine over the horizon again.

 And in You I will live forever, in You I will have no fear of tomorrow.

Oh, Lord with You I will rise and with You I will live Again.

Yes, with You I will rise and with You I will live again.

 

 

Marie Nenuca - I am God's child and creation

 

Nov.11, 2013