Caught in the Rain

My dream was finally becoming a reality
Without having to plan it.
The perfect opportunity was present.
I looked up and opened my arms.
It was raining hard.
A dream come true.
My hair was perfect.
Dressed for an outing.
Crossed body purse and all.
It rained as if there was no tomorrow.
Such a joy, a moment filled with peace.
A needed refresher to my soul.
I walked a mile and back.
No need to rush.
This was my moment to smell the roses.
This was a personal moment between me and God.
I envisioned He was there with me.
It was a wonderful time to let go
Of any cumbersome thing.
That day I felt as an eagle soaring high.
Breaking through what holds the mind takes courage.
What an exhilarating feeling it was?
I promise myself this would not be my last.
Jeanette Telusma

Caught in the Rain

My dream was finally becoming a reality
Without having to plan it.
The perfect opportunity was present.
I looked up and opened my arms.
It was raining hard.
A dream come true.
My hair was perfect.
Dressed for an outing.
Crossed body purse and all.
It rained as if there was no tomorrow.
Such a joy, a moment filled with peace.
A needed refresher to my soul.
I walked a mile and back.
No need to rush.
This was my moment to smell the roses.
This was a personal moment between me and God.
I envisioned He was there with me.
It was a wonderful time to let go
Of any cumbersome thing.
That day I felt as an eagle soaring high.
Breaking through what holds the mind takes courage.
What an exhilarating feeling it was?
I promise myself this would not be my last.
Jeanette Telusma

God is in the Midst of All

As I look around me this 4th day of June, 2020, I believe that God is in the Midst of All. Through all the sorrow and pain we have all gone through, we are still standing as tall as our Statue of Liberty. I am filled with gratitude though also in pain. I choose to see through my pain and reach towards love, hope, peace and joy. Join hands with me in this venture. May we never let go of God’s unfailing Love in spite of….

Life is Rosy

Pink as a rose is life in which I live in.
I’m surrounded by beautiful nature.
I bring recognition to The Creator of all others.
Life would be otherwise had it not been for Him.
As I look upon a rose I see His face.
The smell of fresh air reminds me of His fragrance.
I am blessed to be among the living.
Making every day count is my personal endeavor.
I can’t help but see the bright side in all things.
As I sow profitable seeds I expect a profitable return.
My words create my world whether good or bad.
Life is as I see it, Pink as a rose.

By Jeanette Telusma-Herbert