My Sister
Hi there Miss Cyndi
Thank you for inviting me into your studio. I was at a loss for a moment as to what to contribute until someone who loves me very much suggested this particular poem. It's strange how something I wrote some twenty five years ago can still talk to me all these years later.
You know as well as I do how life's storms can overtake us without a moments notice. Lord knows we've gone through some of them together, and boy do they test your faith going through.
I don't need to tell you I got hit by the "mother of all storms" this year. I got blown out to sea and got lost and couldn't find a thing to hold onto. My faith was tested to the roots, and they were dry, dusty roots, I couldn't even hold onto them.
Then I read this poem, as old as it is, and it spoke to me in a big way. It reminded me of all the other storms in life that God had seen me through. And there were some big ones.
I realized that if He had been there all those times, and seen me through all those storms there's no way he's going to abandon me through this one.
Slowly but surely I began to have a thankful heart, remembering all that He has done for me in the past, and my faith began to be renewed, and I have hope that I didn't have before.
So here's hoping that this brings the gift of hope to all who read it.
God bless Sis.
I love you
Jan Brousseau
Thank You Lord
God's timing is always perfect
Let's praise His holy name
Were living in the last days
Soon nothing will be the same
I've been looking back at my life
And realizing things
How God was always near by me
He helped me with no strings.
In my times of deepest sorrow
When I hung on by a thread
And I struggled under my load
Thinking God had long been dead
I never stopped to realize
That when things turned out alright
There had been a supernatural hand
Held out with power and might
I would never stop to thank him
For watching over me
I would blindly keep on going
And struggling in this sea
This sea of storm and turbulence
That people know as life
I thought that my life's purpose was to
Cope alone with strife
Well, I'll tell you what's occurred to me
This past week in my prayers
It's that God has always loved me
What's more he's always there
My eyes were blinded to his love
My selfishness was real
I was so wrapped up inside myself
His care I couldn't feel.
As I've looked back at life today
I've praised Him for His glory
The most astounding thin I've seen,
The never ending story,
Is that God will always e there,
He'll love and care for me
No matter if I realize,
Or His presence never see
He's begging me to turn around
To notice that he's there
To wash away my doubts and fears
And trust Him with my care
It's my security he has
In mind to show to me
No need to go through life alone
He's there if we'll just see
So i've turned around to thank Him
And praise His selflessness
To stand in awe beneath His love
And drink in His goodness
The thing I'm asking God today
Is don't let me forget
That you're there and that
You love me
And you have my future set.
