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Mornings Cold

For if each day were the same

How boring and exhausting would that be

Is this why God has placed us in time

Motion and change to grow and believe

Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God. (Psalm 90:2)

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This morning offers a cold

New change we haven’t felt

Not this year or season

No not even yet

First cold day of the season

Calling us to light the fires

Time to dress more warmly

Pull out the warm winter attire

Isn’t the first always the best

When we are so delighted

It’s like wow we have never

And we become so excited

But as it settles and stays

Why do we lose the sense of newness

Somehow we become less enthralled

Old hat treating it as a nuisance

Today I hope we choose

To enjoy as we embrace

The changes as they come

The differences we face

For if each day were the same

How boring and exhausting would that be

Is this why God has placed us in time

Motion to change to grow and believe

And if we pay attention

Each season heralds a story

Speaking about eternity

While describing God and His glory

We know the heavens declare

The mountains and hills will sing

The oceans yes they roar

The sun reminds us a time for everything

The moon now set for seasons

The stars tell stories in the night

What is about the sounds

Crackling fires with bright light

Yes if nothing ever changed

How dreary bland and bleak

So let us set our hearts to enjoy

As we listen and the earth speaks

Showing us our Creator

And to tell of all His glory

Because with each change

He is telling His story

Give me ears that hear

And eyes that I may see

Open my mind to only

What You can make me conceive (1 Corinthians 2:9) it is revealed to those who love Him.

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God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

Romans 1:20 (NLT)

For ever since the world was created, people have seen the earth and sky. Through everything God made, they can clearly see his invisible qualities–his eternal power and divine nature. So they have no excuse for not knowing God.

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Come Away with Me

Psalm 65:4

How blessed is the one whom You choose and bring near to You to dwell in Your courts. We will be satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Your holy temple.

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From My October Heart Series

How I love this season
My favorite time of Fall
I remember the drawing
And Our Saviors tender call

Come away with Me
For some time to talk
Is this why it is the best
Of nature’s scenic walk

The beautiful sites
And the weathers sounds
Leaves are changing
Brilliant colors abound

Come away He is calling
I hear His tender voice
Then I am reminded
He gives to each of us the choice

So with my choice
Today I choose
In my October heart
My time to use

To seek Him more
Oh I must find
Time with Him
Nourishing sublime

Come away with Me
That welcome pull and draw
But why does it seem I sense it
Strongest during the Fall

Could it be because
He has set eternity in our hearts
With such special times
For us to come apart

A time to cast off
All the old ways
Enriching our roots
So we can stay

In step and in line
With our calls
There is something so marvelous
About the season of Fall

As it is in Winter
Spring Summer or Fall
He is always calling out
Calling to one and to all.

Come away with Me He calls
And one day we’ll understand
These Seasonal changes
That are designed by His hand

Autumn season signage
So beautifully designed
And perfectly orchestrated
From His marvelous mind


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Isn’t the fall a perfect picture of how we must put off dead works or works of trying to be good enough for God? I’m sure many, like me, probably most of us at one time or another have tried to do and be better. Telling ourselves while thinking The Lord would love us more if we were better or good enough. We are created in His image and likeness and therefore already more than enough. We just need to cast off our works so that our lives bring Him glory. I love the season of falling leaves. In the days to come we will talk more about what The Lord taught me about falling leaves and how they become even more beautiful as they die. Casting off the old self nature and learning from our seasons is how we mature. So let us go and grow to the glory of our Father who so lavishly poured out His love for us. Amen

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

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Hello Autumn

Now it’s time for fires pits
And oh the s’mores
I pray we savor each moment
While welcoming more

The word season in the bible is mo’ed and literally means appointed time, appointment, or due time, or at the right time.

Leviticus 26:3-4 if you follow My decrees and are careful to obey My commands, I will send you rain in its season, and the ground will yield its crops and the trees of the field their fruit.

 

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What is God watering with all this rain? I believe we should get ready, ready, ready.

Hello Autumn you have arrived
Summer season is over
No more temperatures
Serving us leftovers

No not today
It feels like Fall
The temperatures brisk
A welcome call

What a beautiful morning
A brisk cool day
Welcome autumn temperature’s
I hope you’re here to stay

Ready for cooler weather
We needed some relief
How about north winds
And sweaters beneath

Jackets and long sleeves
With button down cardigans
Ready for this change
Fall temperatures to start again

Then will we long
for Summer days
And wish while we wonder
Why couldn’t they stay

I think we can realize
And fully understand
Perhaps God is teaching us
to change and to comprehend

Learning to accept and truly enjoy
Exactly What we are given
Because without change
We cannot embrace living

Beauty in panoramic view
Seasons with Him to share
Some days cold some cuddly
But for now Fall in the air

When will we learn
To appreciate and be content
With what He has given us
And never relent

Oh I see a pattern
That often starts
If complaining becomes
a habitual part

I love every season
And relish the times
Spent in awe
With God’s marvelous mind

How does it appear
To Heaven above
Is it like comfort and quilts
And homemade love

Or is it sunny and alive
With beaches overflowing
While enjoying the heat
Tanned bodies glowing

Is it gathering with families
And enjoying the richness
Leaving behind all conflict
And accepting the glitches

That comes with life
And all these changes
As The Lord teaches us
Acceptance in seasons He rearranges

Seasonal changes
Oh the beauty they add
With a day like today
Just makes my heart glad

Seasonal changes at their best
So as for me and my mood
I’m going to savor each season
And embrace each attitude

From rich to robust
To brisk and breezy
To snow in winter
Pray we don’t get sneezy

Yes change is apparent
And change is good
So thank you Lord
For supplying the wood

Now it’s time for fires pits
And oh the s’mores
I pray we savor each moment
While welcoming more

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Thank You Father for Your faithfulness.

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

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Summer Lingers

The work You are perfecting in our inner being is  also a process that requires time. Thank you Father for seasons, seasons that allow us to mature and to grow.

There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heavens. Ecclesiastes 3:1

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Summer now lingering
Trying hard not to leave
Warmer than usual temps
Have continued to cleave

Does Summer have love
Can Summer relate
Is Summer not wanting
To be replaced

Why this struggle
To move past this heat
It this a sign
Of slow moving feet

Isn’t this like our Father
Teaching us to desire
Does He demonstrate how
Transition can inspire

We must tire of one
While longing for the other
Before we appreciate
Newness of another

For seasons come
And seasons will go
Moving effortlessly
Tirelessly seemingly slow

So as we embrace
Become ready for new
I feel the excitement
Grandeur views

Fall is on the verge
Of taking up residence
As least for a few days
Newness and excitement, without hesitance

Jackets and sweaters
Closed toed shoes with socks
Temperatures are changing
YES retire those flip flops

Summer will relent
And turn into Fall
Have I mentioned
This is my favorite of all

Oh wait that was Winter
No Summer now Spring
I love all the seasons
Each entrance and delivery

We shall learn from each season
With hearts open wide
Beautiful Fall temperatures
Now coming  to reside

Nature is changing
While remaining steadfast
Seasonal advantages
Enjoy them while they last

© laurette laster 2018 October

Father teach us how to discern and embrace changes. Show us what You desire for us to let go of. As we watch the earthly seasons change, teach us to embrace the changes You are making in our lives. Help us realize that change does not and will not occur instantly, but change will surely happen in the process of time working inside of  time. Just as day gradually turns into dusk, and summer transitions into Fall, so the work of Your hands is done sometimes gently while allowing us to yearn for the newness we sense, but also may come like a brisk North wind summoning and announcing sudden change. May we be instant in season and out of season, ready to stand on Your word, teaching, admonishing, warning others while encouraging with utmost patience.

 

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

 

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Harvest Time-Gather Your Baskets

This is the LORD’s doing; it is marvelous in our eyes. (Psalm 118:23)

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Harvest Time-Gather Your Baskets

Oh gather your baskets
And Come and draw near
Harvest time harvest time
Favorite time of the year

Our Father is looking
And so happy to see
All who have worked
Laboring diligently

Oh gather your baskets
Shovels and bins
You know we can harvest
Let the fun begin

The fruit on the vine
Ripening before our eyes
We must be prepared
This harvest is authorized
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So gather your baskets
Come capture this view
Oh look over the fields
Harvest time is due

Rise up early and
Do not slumber or be late
There is a promise
For those of us who did wait

We’ve watched it grow
From seed to sprout
And now it is time
So rise and shout

Harvest time harvest time
What a Glorious scene
I shall prepare to fill my basket
Even the corners we’ll glean.
This is The Lords doing
It is Marvelous in our sight
Harvest time harvest time
What a Glorious delight!!

Poem written by laurette laster © 2018 September

photos captured by laurette laster © 2018 October

 

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

His Steadfast Love Endures Forever

118 Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good;

for his steadfast love endures forever!

Let Israel say,

“His steadfast love endures forever.”

Let the house of Aaron say,

“His steadfast love endures forever.”

Let those who fear the Lord say,

“His steadfast love endures forever.”

Out of my distress I called on the Lord;

the Lord answered me and set me free.

The Lord is on my side; I will not fear.

What can man do to me?

The Lord is on my side as my helper;

I shall look in triumph on those who hate me.

It is better to take refuge in the Lord

than to trust in man.

It is better to take refuge in the Lord

than to trust in princes.

10  All nations surrounded me;

in the name of the Lord I cut them off!

11  They surrounded me, surrounded me on every side;

in the name of the Lord I cut them off!

12  They surrounded me like bees;

they went out like a fire among thorns;

in the name of the Lord I cut them off!

13  I was pushed hard, so that I was falling,

but the Lord helped me.

14  The Lord is my strength and my song;

he has become my salvation.

15  Glad songs of salvation

are in the tents of the righteous:

“The right hand of the Lord does valiantly,

16  the right hand of the Lord exalts,

the right hand of the Lord does valiantly!”

17  I shall not die, but I shall live,

and recount the deeds of the Lord.

18  The Lord has disciplined me severely,

but he has not given me over to death.

19  Open to me the gates of righteousness,

that I may enter through them

and give thanks to the Lord.

20  This is the gate of the Lord;

the righteous shall enter through it.

21  I thank you that you have answered me

and have become my salvation.

22  The stone that the builders rejected

has become the cornerstone.

23  This is the Lord‘s doing;

it is marvelous in our eyes.

24  This is the day that the Lord has made;

let us rejoice and be glad in it.

25  Save us, we pray, O Lord!

O Lord, we pray, give us success!

26  Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!

We bless you from the house of the Lord.

27  The Lord is God,

and he has made his light to shine upon us.

Bind the festal sacrifice with cords,

up to the horns of the altar!

28  You are my God, and I will give thanks to you;

you are my God; I will extol you.

29  Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good;

for his steadfast love endures forever!

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Part of The Masters Plan

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And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose. (Roman’s 8:28 NKLV)

I didn’t get all I needed
But it isn’t as bad as I thought
Because I now realize
Not earthly but the arms of God I sought

I didn’t have it easy
Struggles were part of my days
Oh but have I mentioned
It is what drove me along the way

The way of life I decided
Was hard and part of my lot
But when the scriptures came alive
I saw the fight I fought

God was never withholding
Nor keeping me at arm’s length
No! It is Satan, mankind’s enemy
Attempting to wear out my strength

So it is with all of my tomorrows
As it is with my today’s
When I open my bible and read
In prayer I hear The Master say

This is part of the wilderness journey
It’s part of His Master Plan
It is His way of leading
While guiding us with His hand

If we never had a struggle
If never our hearts did break
We wouldn’t have need of a Savior
Nor understand the road He did take

For when I discern the brokenness
Eye Witness of shattered dreams
It is for me to become compassionate
Reaching for prayers that silence the screams

For with struggles and the trials
The brokenness and pain
I’m reminded of the simple truth
It is all for His gain

For I have not chosen Ye
You chose me even before
The foundations were even laid
My days ordained and more

So as I walk this walk
And continue on to know
Teach me Lord what you have for me
and how I am to go

For I know not the plans you gave
Your ways much higher and grand
Lead me as You guide me now
Walk me into Your perfect plan

Leading me as I go
Heading straight toward my assignment
Staying to the way
That keeps me in alignment

Teach us to understand
That pain is helping to unfurl
We are chosen and have been destined
before the foundation of the world

Poem written by laurette laster © 2018 October


Pansies can take root in the most unexpected places with just a tiny bit of soil. Hard places often are where we bloom.

God keep us grateful and fruitful no matter the trials we encounter knowing that all things work together for good to those who love You and are called according to Your purpose. You give us beauty for ashes and the oil of joy for mourning. Let us overcome evil with good and pray for the condition of our Nation.  Amen

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

 

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Sukkot Poem

L’Shana Hava’ah B’Yerushalayim

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Pomegranates, grapes, figs and dates

Harvest is here, appointed time to celebrate

Rehearsals festivals, God’s Mo’edim

Time to live and show what we did glean

 

We’re off to Jerusalem the pilgrimage, with alms

Lift high lulavs of citron, myrtle, willows, and palms

Hallel recitation with gladness and singing

God’s holy convocation in our hearts are ringing

 

Rock hewn pool of living water, City of David

From Siloam, water drawn, libation awaited

Procession from the pool, virgin waters run clear

Joyous anticipation, morning time so dear

 

This is The Lords season and we are secure

Simchot Torah, Thy word, my feet dancing for sure

Prayers for rain for next year’s harvest season

Never halfhearted, we have purpose and reason

 

Shemini Atzeret- prayers to The Lord, for rain

I pray we have all grown, never to be the same

Harmonious agreement, our prayers rising in unison

Until we all meet again, Next year in Jerusalem

 

Poem given by inspiration and written by Laurette Laster ©2017

 

Isaiah 12:3 NIV

Therefore you will joyously draw water from the springs of salvation.

John 7:37-39 NIV

37 On the last and greatest day of the feast, Jesus stood up and called out in a loud voice, “If anyone is thirsty, let him come to Me and drink.

38 To the one who believes in Me, it is just as the Scripture has said: ‘Streams of living water’” will flow from within him.

39 He was speaking about the Spirit, whom those who believed in Him were later to receive. For the Spirit had not yet been given, because Jesus had not yet been