I Forget! Live with it....I do!

Sometimes I forget that this is here.
Life has gotten so busy somehow.
I work nights.
I sleep days.
My life is turned around
and finding the time to make
it all work out is a task all
by itself.
I keep thinking that winter
is upon us already.
I haven't much good wood in
to stay warm with.
The gardens will freeze soon
and I need to gather plants and bring
them indoors.
Amidst the seeming chaos
I seem to have a measure of peace
or grace given to me.
For one reason or another I am
not frantic, not worried, just calm.
Life is like that.....
You go through a storm and
then everything else that would
normally bring you worry....just doesn't.
Such is with me right now.
I can't call it indifference either.
I am just tired I think
Of working nights,
and sleeping days.
Of trying to make things right....
because when I do, it still isn't right.
I had to tell my soul the other day
to be quiet so that the Lord could speak!
It worked. Now I am quiet. Now the Lord speaks.
He tells me I don't have to do a thing....
and to not worry about what troubles life
might bring, because they are already taken
care of. I like that. It's already done. That spells
vacation to me. A time when I might get to
see people and love on people I haven't seen
in some time. This year, has been a year
of restoration! Family members I haven't seen
nor heard from in years have been calling.
It's fun. So I am going to continue just to soak
in the Son. (play on words and italics are mine)....because....
I really don't have to do a thing at all....
just love...and show that love to others.

De'Anna West--September 13th, 2010- ©

It is no coincidence that a prayer for David was the last piece I posted. My brother was diagnosed with a very tough form of Melanoma that had already metastasized to his brain by the time we found it. He took the radiation treatments even though doctors and health care agencies tried to tell him there was no hope at all.

Although it’s been sad to watch David deteriorate, we never gave up hope that Jesus would touch his body and heal him. David was baptized June 27th, 2010, but had given his life over to Jesus a long time ago. As David put it “I just kept doing stupid human tricks”.

I kept telling him he had to let that head knowledge about Jesus drop 11 inches into his heart, and finally it did, but it wasn’t without much prayer and confrontation. I know that he was battling addictions and so many other things….but God out of His great love for us, gave us a way out through Jesus Christ. David did a 180* turn-around and quit everything he was doing and began to preach as much as he was able to talk to anybody that would listen. He told them of the great love God has for us until he lost his ability to speak. Even then, David remained steadfast and with great courage looked towards Jesus in faith to heal him. David really did want to live on this side of the green grass, but God has a great plan for him at home too. Be at peace Dragon Slayer! The following is a poem that I wrote…..I may have posted it before, but this is what we read at David’s services. Be blessed.


TODAY
Today…
Eternity came to speak to my heart
and told me of the many times during all of my life
He had longed to hold me within unfailing love.
Today…
Love simply spoke my name
and although its sound seemed new to me
I somehow knew it was me that Love was there calling.
Today...
I looked into the eyes I have longed to see
and knew within my spirit that I was rising
to greet all of the universe at Love’s calling.
Today...
I have found as so many times before
and though I knew the darkness had sought to destroy me
that it is Love alone that caused my heart to be assured.
Today...
I watched the darkness in its darkest hour
and knew at that moment that the depth of Love shone
and all that was set from the foundations of my soul...borne.
Today...
Though through my life I have beheld every shadow of death
and I knew at my back like a lion always roared
I fear not the evil intent of this world...for…
Today...
My every sorrow has been borne...my every infirmity healed.
And by the depth of unfailing, patient and resilient Love…
my body, spirit, mind and soul will forever be lifted up.
Today...
I beheld the core of Love…
and I, seeking Love’s warmth, bathed,
was filled, rested, and I shed many tears in the light of Love.
Today...
I am made perfect concerning all things,
and being forgiven every wicked deed...
found myself covered in the Love shed upon death’s door.
Today....
Love opened the darkness
and the darkness and all that is of that darkness
was never found...ever more.
DEANNA WEST © 1994


Psalm 40
Psalm 91

For David

What words would I have that would awaken your heart dear brother to the loving kindness of a father you have never had? What words should I speak that would heal those wounds? What song can I dance that will sing you the tune of your spirit? How can I say to you….you are not left behind….nor forgotten…..but are found within every prayer of my heart? What day can I bring to you that will quicken and hasten your spirit to life? What sunlight can GOD smile upon your day to make you change your mind? To see your worth?

September--2007
© De'Anna L. West

Sacred Speaks

"Sacred", speaks the heart of Jesus
to the one he loves.
Speak Lord,
that I might hear.
A word
a touch
an insight into your heart.
Give me your heart
that I might be
able to represent you truly.
No more lies.
No hiding...
no holding back.
Touch me until
I am touched
completely….
That I know in my heart
that I am loved….
Loved, loved, loved and loved!
That nothing can separate us
from your love….
Let me be like you Lord.
To be like you is the desire of my heart.
Forgiving, compassionate,
forward, truthful and graceful….
Plant in me the ability to receive your love
Challenge my heart to open it to you….
Let there not be one hiding spot
where sin might hide.

Written by:
De'Anna L. West

© 2008

Prophecies

Prophecies, words…spoken and written sure,
foretold future paths…yet old and ancient
as the Voice that first spoke them…
hearkened them into being.
Don’t forget!
Don’t forget what the garden path whispers…
and what each stone says.
They speak of greater things yet to come….
happy days…well lit nights.
Singing a joy only angels have heard
lest you listen closer still,
close the gate and wait.
The wind will bring it.

Written by De'Anna L. West
© July 5, 2008

TRUST

Today...
I walked the beach.
Houses that were beautiful
to my right,
the ocean to my left.

I thought to myself
how nice it would be
if I had a house I could live in...
As I observed them in their majesty.

I looked back at the sea
and it seemed to say to me...
How nice is the home you do live in.

Vast..

Unconfined...

Freedom...

a mansion…

Rich...perfumed.

Many, many rooms.

Cry if you need.

Sleep if you must.

Eat if you are hungry.

Bathe.

Trust.





DEANNA L. WEST © 1993

For Jonathan

Beloved Jonathan
……son of my heart. What am I to say of you?
What has become of you
that your spirit dwells now with your Maker?

Dwell on little brother—flesh of my flesh.

Greet me in the morning that I wake
for it shall come sooner than we both would think.

A twinkling of an eye—a great quake—the great day is upon us,
and at least—you are safe.

Greet those that would arrive before me…
for I shall be late in coming.
Perhaps one more will be convinced
and will see what you already see.

Jonathan Isaac David West January 7, 1998- September 20, 2003
Psalms 91
Written by De’Anna West © September 20, 2007