Its often said we are the sum of our parts,
So where to start with Lyn:
Loving wife and inspiring mother,
Best friend and a husband’s lover,
Mother-in-law and doting Nana,
Eldest child and oldest daughter,
Light of her mother’s eye,
Father’s arms swinging her high,
Niece and granddaughter
To both Phillips and Cooks,
Crossword solver, devourer of books,
Aunt to some, cousin to more,
Patient teacher and staff mentor,
Red wine drinker, gentle peace-maker,
Francophile, bride in this aisle,
Husband beside her with loving smile.
From a sweet little girl with golden ringlets
To a life full lived, no regrets.
None of this may be new to you –
But on top of all this
She was our big sister,
And I’ll miss her, in the years ahead.
I thought we’d grow old
Like Mam and her sisters,
Go batty together,
Drink gin and tonic, measure for measure,
Grow wrinkly and crinkly,
Be the old folks at family parties,
Gossiping on in our eighties and nineties.
Nos dda, sleep tight,
Rest your soul in heaven’s height
And when the time is right
I’m confident we’ll meet again.
(c) wordz2Go Nov 2017
Romans 2 v 6-7
“God will repay each person according to what they have done. To those who by persistence in doing good seek glory, honour and immortality, he will give eternal life.”
So hard to process this – but we lost my big sister to sepsis on Wed 8th November.
Incredibly sad. In God’s hands.
Rest in Peace my lovely girl xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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I can’t stand and
Wait for you to die,
I just want to cry.
All the years living away
Never imagined a tragedy
Taking you from me.
You can’t leave me now –
Hang on in there sis
I’m not ready to take your place,
I can’t be the big sister.
I need you,
I’m praying for a miracle
(c) wordz2Go 8 Nov 17
My big sister in intensive care with sepsis
Praying and watching her last night
You who made all that ever was, or will be,
How can you can hear my plea –
In the vastness of the universe
With so many unfortunate souls
Also praying to the God of hope,
Just how do you cope?
I am so small, so insignificant,
How can you separate my voice
Dry my tears, supress my fears
And do just the same for everyone else?
You have always been there for me
Now I need you more than ever,
Will you still hear me in my distress?
Is it my faithlessness
That reigns ill fate in my family?
Take it from us Lord,
Tell me what I must do
To regain trust with you.
Miracle making God,
Hear my prayer and
Alleviate this despair.
Copyright wordz2go Oct 2017
Psalm 18:6 “In my distress I called to the Lord;
I cried to my God for help.
From his temple he heard my voice;
my cry came before him, into his ears.”
Life would be easier if I were
The perfect wife and mother
With no other
Aim but to serve,
But, I am an imperfect being
In an imperfect world
Where my anger unfurls
To fly in your face,
With no thought of remorse,
Until it’s too late.
I am perfectly capable
Of screwing up,
Of a fast gallop
Down the wrong track;
But, as imperfect as I am,
I’m not totally lost,
Though the cost
To my worth
When I stop to reflect,
Often wrecks my peace
Yet God is working in me!
I’m an incomplete project,
Subject to checks
By a God who protects
My imperfect soul
As it strives for protection
God’s infinite patience
For one such as me
Reflects His perfect
Copyright wordz2Go Sept 2017
Isaiah 43:2 – The Message (MSG)
“But I, yes I, am the one
who takes care of your sins – that’s what I do.
I don’t keep a list of your sins.”
Feeling emotional today, its 12 months since I lost Mam. Miss her so much and even though I know she’s in heaven its still hard. Love you Mam x
Titus 1:1-3 ‘Hope of eternal life is based on God’s promise. And God cannot lie.’
I’m so excited because
I finally have a little dog of my own
After waiting 30 years while working for a living!
We chose you Kit,
You are simply gorgeous and when you come
Out of your shell you’ll love us too.
You entered our home and heart today,
Slipped out of your travel crate
Cautiously and slowly,
Turning your head away,
Looking cute in your brand spanking new pink collar.
One tiny step at a time you came out,
Walked towards me and I was lost
In your enormous soulful eyes.
Your refusal to eat or drink worries me
But Dr. Google tells me it’s normal
And not to worry yet.
Five hours later and you’ve jumped
Onto the sofa and into my lap,
I’m in heaven!
Still not drinking
But you’ve walked inquisitively round the garden,
Scared yourself silly at the life-size plastic pigs,
Walked warily up to the large resin tortoise in amongst the herbs
And ran away from the roosting pigeons!
And so to bed. Your crate in my room.
Hope you can settle to sleep.
Welcome home little Kit.
We love you already.
Copyright wordz2Go Jun 2107