"I will try"

"I will try"

God, we have no secrets.

I stand bathed in Your light,

My heart naked before You.

How I have struggled in the past

Trying to prove to You and man

That I am not what we both know I indeed am;

A sinful creature in need of a Saviour;

A human striving to be perfect,

Unable to be,

And feeling like a constant failure.

You know my heart,

There is nothing hidden from You.

I must cease my endless striving,

Accept Your forgiveness and unconditional love,

And accept and love myself.

You know I am trying to please You;

I will never be perfect-

Help me remember You just want me

To be willing to try.

© Glenys Robyn Hicks

The Lord is near to all who call upon Him, To all who call upon Him in truth. Ps 145:18

The Family Tradition.

"The Family Tradition"

When I think of a place of joy and peace,

My heart turns straight to home,

That haven of great contentment

That brings a comfort all its own

Through the endless repetitition

That makes up our daily living

In the greatest of all joys-

The Family Tradition.

For the traditions that our family keep

Have now made our house our home,

And the little things we always do

Have become ours and ours alone.

For a peaceful home's a happy home-

It's like a song, a benediction,

A place to be perpetuated in

The Family Tradition.

Family traditions are really quite unique,

I think they must have been God-given

Born of our desire for unity and love

In a world that lacks loves vision.

For family live in our thoughts,

Both those passed on and living,

Forever locked in our hearts

Through our keeping of

The Family Tradition.

  

 

 © Glenys Robyn Hicks

 “And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the way, when you lie down, and when you rise up.- Deuteronomy 6:6-7

 

"In Praise Of Dorcas"

  

"In Praise Of Dorcas"

 

Dorcas rose whilst it was still very dark

Her lamps brightly shining like the sun.

With grace she labored tirelessly

Until her house was done.

 

Then satisfied that all therein was well

She stretched her hand to the poor,

In acts of kindness and charity

Whilst keeping watch of all.

 

With compassion for the poor widows

She sewed tunics and robes and such,

Showing the virtues of a godly woman

With acts of charity and love.

 

No gossiping or idleness she indulged in

To waste away her precious time,

She sewed those garments skillfully

Keeping the widows’ needs in mind.

 

So wonderful was this woman’s kindnesses,

At her untimely death she was so sadly mourned,

That God used His servant Peter to raise her up

And to those she loved, she was restored.

 

 

Based on Acts 9:36-43

 

 

© Glenys Robyn Hicks  

"You are Lord"

 

© Glenys Robyn Hicks  

"Who is he who overcomes the world except the one who believes that Jesus is the Son of God?" 1 John 5:5                                                            

When the Mother of a Prodigal Prays

 

 'When The Mother Of A Prodigal Prays '

 

Somewhere the poor mother of a prodigal son cries,

Her eyes reddened  and not taking in much at all,

For she’s seeing her son through the eyes of love

Not how the world sees him at all…

 

For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…

O how this poor mother prays.

 

For every thief is some poor mother’s child,

He has captured her heart in love’s ransom-

Yet to her she still sees the son of her youth;

But he’s stolen all of her dreams…

 

For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…

O how this poor mother prays.

 

Desperately and frantically the murderer flees

Yet from this one thing he can’t ever flee-

The love of his mother bowing in sorrow,

Bemoaning a love he can’t kill…

 

For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…

O how this poor mother prays.

 

For every trembling junkie finally taking a fix

There’s a hurting mother just wondering why

The life that she gave him just isn’t enough;

And she bows her head slowly and cries…

 

For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…

O how this poor mother prays.

 

The gavel thumps and the sentence is passed

She is ushered out as her son’s led away.

As tears flow down each side of her face

She still finds the strength to pray…

 

For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…

O how this poor mother prays.

 

So for every news article that you ever read

Of sons that have gone their own way,

Remember that he has a mother who cares

And lift her to God when you pray…

 

For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…

O how this poor mother prays.

 

 

© Glenys Robyn Hicks  

 

“Bear one another burdens and so fulfill the law of Christ”
Galatians 6:2

"A True Blessing"

 

"A True Blessing"

Ever since that wonderful day my love and I became as one,

I realised that our married life’s journey had only just begun.

I asked the Lord to show me how my joy could be complete,

And He brought to mind His Holy Word as I sat at His feet.

He told me that I would have to be willing to lay down my life

In showing the sacrificial loving that befits a godly wife.

He told me if I surrendered to His great marriage plan,

I would be forever blessed with a very happy man.

For I was born a woman who was called to be a wife,

A woman of great value and a pearl of great price.

I was called to be a helper to a man I call my own,

To lovingly care for him and make for us a home.

To always be thinking of him and how to please him best,

And to be a shoulder to lean on if he should need to rest.

I’d be someone he could talk to without fear of betrayal,

A listener and confidante not given to telling tales.

I decided I would seek the Lord daily and ask for His direction

In making me an instrument of His peace and affection.

A wife and treasure who would bless her man all her days,

In meeting all of his needs through learning of his ways.

So I will learn by prayerful watching and I will take every measure

To be a willing helper who brings her man much gain and pleasure

In putting him above all else except for our God in Heaven,

Showing him God’s marriage plan by being a true blessing.

© Glenys Robyn Hicks  

‘The heart of her husband safely trusts her: so he will have no lack of gain: she does him good and not evil all the days of her life’ Proverbs 31: 11-12 

"It's a Sacrifice!"

"It's a Sacrifice!"

Let's remember God's great sacrifice every day, not just at Easter. 

Because of this, we who believe will have eternal life with him.

© Glenys Robyn Hicks

"And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost". Luke 23:46

                                 

“A Meditation”

Now I lay me down to sleep

As the day departs

And the sun’s long rayed fingers

Streak downward and disappear,

I meditate on my bed

And think of You, Lord.

I think of Your great mercies

As You kept me safe today,

And I delight in knowing You love me,

Even now as I lay reflecting on

Mistakes and sins of the day-

Forgiven and forgotten

As soon as I acknowledge them before You.

I can rest secure knowing

That even as I sleep,

You are watching over me,

Even me,

Whilst You sustain the world

And call the stars out by name.

Because of Your goodness and faithfulness,

I can sleep at peace,

Knowing that You will be with me now,

And tomorrow,

And forevermore.

  

©  Glenys Robyn Hicks  

 

 ‘I meditate on You in the night watches’   Psalm 63:6