In My Own Write

WE ARE SUCH FINE GRAINS OF SAND HELD IN GOD'S…ALMIGHTY HAND AT TIMES HE LETS THE GRAINS FALL THROUGH TO CHALLENGE US…YES, ME AND YOU WHEN THERE IS PAIN AND WE HIT GROUND WE FEEL ALONE…NO ONE'S AROUND AND SO WE CRY AND WE COMPLAIN BECOME CONFUSED…NOTHING IS GAINED WE THINK THAT GOD HAS CLOSED THE DOOR ABANDONED SOULS FOREVERMORE OH NO, NOT GOD. HIS LOVE PREVAILS WE'VE GROWN IN LIGHT…THOSE FIRST WE FAILED AND AS HE PUTS US THROUGH EACH TEST HE WANTS US TO TRUST HE KNOWS WHAT'S BEST THIS IS GOD'S GREAT MASTER PLAN FOR HIS EARTH'S FINE GRAINS OF SAND M. Clary April, 1992

MOST HOLY SPIRIT LIVE IN ME CONTINUE MY BELIEF IN THEE FILL ME UP AND EASE MY DOUBTS HELP ME TO KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT WITH MY EYES CLOSED AND HEAVENLY THOUGHTS I FEEL YOUR PEACE, SO I FEAR NOT SPEAK TO ME, GONE IS MY ANGUISH LET ME RESPOND IN PRAYER LANGUAGE MY WORDS COULD BE A SCRIPTURE QUOTE OR THEY MIGHT COME AS SIMPLY NOTES WHENEVER I COME TO YOUR SIDE YOUR GRACE AND WISDOM IN ME ABIDE I THANK YOU FOR YOUR FAITH IN ME OH SUCH A GIFT TO BE WITH THEE M. Clary August 15, 1992

Many souls on this vast earth Are burdened with great trials. Imagine those who truly don’t Know Him…all the while! Might it be they’re just afraid Or think it rather odd To outwardly accept the perfect gift From the Healing Hand of God? No matter our life’s circumstance Through suffering or ordeal God’s higher power will prevail As He knows just what we feel. Simple, really, when we acknowledge And envision His gentle nod That it’s all right to ask for help From the Healing Hand of God. Why do you think He sent to us His one and only Son? To die for all our iniquities With this, His Will was done. And so we must remember To embrace so close the rod The ultimate strength that only comes From the Healing Hand of God. M. Clary February 14, 2003

I pray today and always That Our DEAR LORD bring to you A measure of HIS comforting love To only strengthen you You may not understand it now But HE knows what HE‘s about Continue just to trust in HIM Without any human doubt Yes, HE feels your anxieties And knows you may be frightened But HE has sent you angels So your burdens will be lightened Our DEAR LORD, HE does recognize All the good that's in your heart Believe in HIM each and every day And you'll never be apart HE loves you oh so very much And knows your sweet devotion HE will take good care of you And do so with strong emotion M.Clary November 12, 2002

Today we will commemorate – those who lost their lives One year ago, on a Tuesday morn – some ‘chosen ones’ survived It was just another day – in New York and in DC And in a Pennsylvania field – where tragedy was to be Americans could not believe – what was witnessed on that day An atrocious attack on our homeland – nothing comparable, in any way The days have continued forward – and we find ourselves so guarded We’ve identified the guilty ones – but their lesson cannot be discarded We must maintain a vigilance – be cautious in whom we trust They might be friend or enemy – yet, they will always be with us If we choose to look the other way – pretending all is fine Another heartbreak will resurrect – then, where will we draw the line? It seems as if we are dealing with – a ‘holy war’ they say But it is just a weak excuse – to battle one more day When defining the word ‘holy’ – it means ‘blessed’ and/or ‘sacred’ Then why within their minds and hearts – is nothing, but pure hatred? How sad we find such evil ones – who refuse to live at peace That can only come when we – love our very selves, the least As we remember Nine Eleven – and watch settlings of the dust Lives no longer may be here – yet, they will always be with us Our nation must remain so strong – in everything we do Our lives have been enduringly changed – it’s not the America we once knew Pray! M. Clary September 11, 2002

As I looked toward the heavens – the sky was sad last night There were no sounds of aircraft – the stars were not as bright I walked around my plat of land – my mind wondered far away To a place of tragedy – where carnage came today The date was Nine Eleven – the year Two-Thousand One The terror felt in America – violated our known freedom Many of us wondered – “Where do we go from here?” But our undying spirit – will never be more dear The madness of our enemy – we never can forget But we need to find forgiveness – there IS a way….and yet, We must not permit their laughing cheers – to fill us with such rage Or we will lose our nation’s strength – as it knows no age Another morning dawns now – and we’ll begin again To persevere, yet express our pain – at this unpardonable sin We must support our country’s leaders – put political differences aside This heartbreak affects America – and there’s no place we can hide Let’s not forget our heroes – who gave their lives that day From airline crews to passengers – and those who came to aid The human lives imprisoned within – World Trade Center and Pentagon They will forever be remembered – as our lives continue on We may never have all the answers – to this senseless desecration But we can give of ourselves – and offer consolation The wound is deep, the healing long – so remember Nine Eleven For on that day, the aftermath, brought Silence To The Heavens M. Clary September 12, 2001