Baby Ford

Precious Child by Karen Taylor Good

In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
'Cause you are with me still

In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, my precious child

In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope
And you are with me still

In my heart you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon,
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

God knows I want to hold you,
See you, touch you
And maybe there's a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then

In my heart you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

Caroline Ramshaw

May 12, 2010

DO YOU FEEL THE NEED TO TALK XXX

Do you ever sit in an empty room
do you appreciate an open bloom
do you smell it's sweet perfume

Do you feel the need to 'talk out loud'
but theres no one there to hear
do you hear a voice call out your name
so close up to your ear

Have you ever felt a sudden chill pas by
and the hair on your neck stands up
have you gone to pour a cup of tea
but someone's moved your cup

Do you believe in angels
do they make you smile
have you felt one on each shoulder
as you walk that long wiery mile

Do you know that all these things
are messages to you
do you believe that they exist
i'll tell you.....YES THEY DO

with love theresa xxx

Theresa Waters

February 11, 2010

Footprints In The Sand x

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.

Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed that many times along the path of
his life there was only one set of footprints.

He also noticed that it happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:

"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow
you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:

"My child, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."

with lots of love god bless love theresa xxx

Theresa Waters

January 25, 2010

"Give Me Peace" By Lea Dyer Snow

"Give Me Peace" By Lea Dyer Snow
Lord, in this hour I need you, more than words could ever tell.
I feel as if I'm stranded on shores between heaven and hell...

I know you haven't left me, yet my heart feels void of hope.
I feel as if I'm hanging on an old and thread worn rope...

I feel as if my hearts been torn from the breast from which it came.
And sunshine will no longer fill my life, only clouds of darkness and rain...

I know this will pass,
and you will be there to give me comfort and strength and hope.
But until then I can't help the feeling that I'm down to that last thread of rope...

If it breaks, you'll be there to catch me, and raise me back to my feet...
But for now my world is in turmoil, and the essence of life is not sweet...

Give me power to overcome my oppression, and let sunshine back on my face.
Let your spirit overwhelm my cold dark heart,
and let me bask in your warmth giving grace...

Give rest to my tempest of yearning, and faith to my sore lacking soul.
Let me again laugh with my family. Rescue me from this pit in Sheol.

With praise I do worship your blessings, with humility, I ask my release.
From this den of despair I ask mercy...show favour on me...give me peace.

love theresa xxx

Theresa Waters

December 14, 2009

Hugs From Heaven
by Charlotte Anselmo

When you feel a gentle breeze
Caress you when you sigh
It's a hug sent from Heaven
From a loved one way up high.

If a soft and tender raindrop
Lands upon your nose
They've added a small kiss
As fragile as a rose.

If a song you hear fills you
With a feeling of sweet love
It's a hug sent from Heaven
From someone special up above.

If you awaken in the morning
To a bluebird's chirping song
It's music sent from Heaven
To cheer you all day long.

If tiny little snowflakes
Land upon your face
It's a hug sent from Heaven
Trimmed with Angel lace.

So keep the joy in your heart
If you're lonely my dear friend
Hugs that are sent from Heaven
A broken heart will mend.

with love theresa xxx

Theresa Waters

September 24, 2009

A Bend In The Road

♥ღ♥ When we feel we have nothing left to give
and we are sure that the song has ended,
When our day seems over and the shadows fall
and the darkness of night has descended,
Where can we go to find the strength
to valiantly keep on trying?
Where can we find the hand that will dry
the tears that the heart is crying?

There's but one place to go and that is to God,
and dropping all pretense and pride,
We can pour out our problems without restraint
and gain strength with Him at our side.
And together we stand at life's crossroads
and view what we think is the end.

But God has a much bigger vision,
and He tells us it's only a bend,
For the road goes on and is smoother,
and the pause in the song is a rest,
And the part that's unsung and unfinished
is the sweetest and richest and best.

So rest and relax and grow stronger
let go and let God share your load.
Your work is not finished or ended
you've just come to a bend in the road ♥ღ♥

with lots of love theresa xxx

Theresa Waters

September 12, 2009

my rock

Sometimes I catch myself my rock my rock Sometimes I catch myself
Thinking, "When I phone,
I can talk of this or that!"
Then remember, I'm alone

you was always there
To answer my calls -
To listen to my "small talk"
Or when I climbed the walls.

At times, I didn't feel like talking
And somehow, you understood -
you Didn't say you wished I'd call
Or make me feel like I should.

Now, I wish I would have
More times, to show I cared -
To say, just how important
Were, all those times we shared.

I could have shown my love
So much more than I did -
I never, did it enough
Even when I was a kid.

Now it's too late to do or say
All those things I wish I had -
No way to ease the pain inside
When my heart is sad.

you was my "anchor" to this life -
The "rock", that I clung to -
The place, where I could turn
When, nowhere else would do.
Now, the ravages of time
Have worn my "rock" away -
And all I have to cling to
Are memories of yesterday.

with love theresa xxx

Theresa Waters

August 9, 2009

R.I.P

Baby Ford how we all wish we had got to meet you . I hope that Grandad Brian , Karen and Nan Mary are all looking after you and that your looking down on your mummy,daddy and sister who are all wishing that they had gotten to meet you.

R.I.P Little One

Kirsty McKay (Cousin)

June 5, 2009

Angels

An angel from the book of life
Wrote down my baby's birth,
And whispered as she closed the book
''To beautifull for earth''

Paula McKay (Mummy)

March 30, 2009

A Fathers Grief

It must be very difficult to be a man and grieve,
since men dont cry and men are strong no tears can
bring relief.
It must be very difficult to stand up to the test,
and field the calls and visitors so she can get some
rest.
They always ask if shes all right and what shes
going through.
But seldom take his hand and ask my friend, but
how are you?
He hears her crying in the night and thinks his
heart will break.
He dries her tears and comforts her, but stays
strong for her sake.
It must be very difficult to start each day anew.
And try to be so very brave- he lost his baby too.

Paula McKay (Mummy)

March 29, 2009