O' my FATHER...since a tiny girl without a Dad

never knew sitting on his lap

or with him laugh, or be held close, when sad

'n if danger came, knew that he would protect !

Watched thru hungry eyes of others that did have !

The heart felt so all alone, in a world that didn't understand !

A boy never openly expresses as a girl would.....

am sure that inwardly they feel the same, but keep hid their wounds.

All thru the growing up process, was looked down upon......

was a woman, in among others...but never felt like belonged !

Then, years went by.......'n a man came along.........

one that filled the heart with assurance.....that I do belong.....

so much in common was there in the worship songs....

encouraged me in writing poems.....'n the list goes on 'n on.

A friendship of such.......never had with another man.....

tho' many didn't understand....I knew I was blessed at last .....

truly believe he was sent across this one's path .

In time ......went separate ways, but in the heart, his words remain....

tho' said first by my Son, the friend's was the same.......

once thought of self in shame....til' that remark was made....

but no more....now Know that..............am a LADY !

O' FATHER GOD.....when think upon what THOU has given....

the heart overflows, 'n in writing of THEE.....am ever driven....

o' how THOU provides......for seemingly outcast women !

The study in THY WORD of the SAVIOUR'S FAMILY TREE....

'n also the woman at the well, 'n " Luke 7:36-50 " ..........

is it any wonder that this one so worships THEE !

Yet am sure that there will ever be ones that misunderstand

the expressed words that may pen, or seen on the Web......

only ones that have walked in life....without a Dad......

or ones that in other areas ,seem to lack.......

are the ones that will understand !

They are the ones....that this heart desires to bless

so O' FATHER ....use this once such an outcast....

speak into the heart ....words to ever Express

Enter into a Bible Book Store......see books 'n pictures every where....

ones; of children on the lap of JESUS,'n of His embracing a man with care !

One of a woman sitting at HIS feet, engrossed with every word HE speaks,

'n there are endless Tapes, or CDs.....of all kinds of Music........

it's as if are in a Heavenly place....... doing one's shopping .

Yet the most important place of all, is when are all alone.....

lifting up worship so freely, with a heart full of song !

Have sat at THY feet.....have endlessly read of words, filling the eyes....

but the heart is weary of good-byes.......

as must close the BOOK....'n get on with this present life.

How much longer ......will only have THY WORD to read....

it has already seemed like centuries ?

Then remember John's writings, calling us Beloved........

Children....we are of GOD....o' the thought of that is so marvelous.....

fills the heart with such joy, of knowing how much we are loved !

Will let the word of CHRIST, that dwells within......

satisfy........singing spiritual songs 'n hymns......

until....HE returns again !

Poems By Connie Bartlett