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Forever Is Not Very Long

Happy National Winnie the Pooh Day!

Who knew?

Did you?

I sure didn’t and I’ve never seen the movie. How have I missed this?

Reading about Winnie the Pooh and the gang sparked this poem.


 Forever Is Not Very Long


What can I have that I can also be

What I can I give that comes back to me

Said to make life much sweeter-how can I know

That If I give it away it always grows


What can I find that can also be shared

What about all this makes me even care

What am I lacking that if I become

I am guaranteed it will add much more fun


I’ve heard it said but I cannot remember

I know it is so strong yet delicate and tender

I’m thinking, I’m thinking, it’s on the tip of my tongue

It can be old and aged or newly found or young


It grows and strengthens over time

Anyone can be this or they can find

How can I remember all of these specifics

But not remember and name something so terrific


Then I’m reminded by watching Pooh and Piglet

It is friendship and love given without limit

I’m grateful to know that if I give it away

It is given back to me and it comes to stay


So if you’re an old friend or one newly come along,

In the words of Pooh and Piglet; we can be friends forever, forever is not very long.


I have to watch Christopher Robin and Winnie the Pooh. When I was reading some of Pooh’s quotes, I was reminded of the scripture;

“If you want friends show yourself friendly.

“A man that hath friends must show himself friendly: and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother.” (Proverbs 18:24)


I realize love and friendship (real friendship) grows and multiplies. If you give each away, both have a sure return. In a world where interests and dividends fluctuate, folks watch the stock market and smile or grimace, isn’t it nice to know that Jesus knew the greatest commandment was to love?

Jesus said, “you shall love The LORD your God with all your heart, all your soul, all your mind and all your strength and you shall love your neighbor as yourself. There is no other commandment greater than these.” (Mark 12:28)


Looking for a sure reward? Give and it shall be given. For with the measure you give it shall be measured back to you.

If someone has hurt you do not let that be a reason to become, or to remain cynical, there is a sure reward when given away. The harvest will indeed be bountiful.

In a world of hostility and insanity be the change you wish to see. Today show yourself friendly and loving. Someone needs the friend you can be, and the love you can share.


If you are a new friend or an old friend, thank you! I value your friendship more than you know.


And PS, if you want to watch Christopher Robin give me a shout! It’s on my 2019 bucket list. I feel a grandkid event at the house.


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


Poem and writings Copyright © 2019 laurette laster all rights reserved

Pictures borrowed and shared from and from countryliving






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Morning Sounds

Morning Sounds

It is of The LORD’S mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness. (Lamentations 3: 22-23)


Oh how I love the sounds

Of morning when she wakens

The birds are singing sweetly

The darkness ‘Son Rise’ hath taken






Lighting up the view

To see a brand new day

How I love the morning sounds

A time to rise and seek and pray


The bird’s melodious songs

Their happy chirps and tweets

They do sing out choruses

As each new day we meet


As morning doth awaken

With creatures large and small

Scurrying here and there

Sounds of cheeps, chirps, or call


Did you know only at dawn

They sing their favorite song

Singing while they summon

Their companions to come along


What is this song we hear

Listening for morning sounds

What is that the dawn exclaims

With love it does surround


If you seek me early

That is when I’m found

At start of new day chorus

Behold I do a new thing His song’s  abound


Come along my children

Listen to the Fathers call

Even in sweet sunrise song

From creatures winged and small


Perhaps you prayed a prayer

You thought forgotten or denied

In Lamentations we are exhorted

Great is His faithfulness and lavishly applied


Like birds sweet song at dawn

Uniquely inspired for the morn

Yes His mercies daily fresh

For His companions like the day can be reborn


Copyright © laurette laster 2019 January

I go out early each morning to scatter seed for our birds before I have my prayer time and morning coffee with The Lord. On Monday morning as I was feeding the birds their song seemed different, or was it me? There was a feeling that came over me, one that I couldn’t explain and didn’t find words to describe. I remember thinking to myself, why do the birds sound different in the morning. I then spoke the words out loud to The Lord, “I love the sounds of the morning.” When I went inside to have coffee and pray the thought or question stayed with me. Why does the birds song sound different in the morning? I continued to ask myself. As I was praying this poem was born.

I decided to a little research and find out what various sounds/calls, tweets that bird’s make. I had already written the poem, but often I check to make sure that the words I’ve used are correct. I truly believe that Holy Spirit writes these poems through me. I am the humble honored vessel who gets to pen the words that I believe flow from His throne. I am so amazed by all of this, daily, morning after morning. I never could see myself as a writer. I today realize it is a gift and a calling that was waiting to be discovered, just like the honey suckle that I smelled months before I could see it (a future story I will tell). I know today that I am called to write and to teach and can honestly say it has become a passion. This gift was buried under layers of stuff or let’s call it what it was, dung. What I thought would destroy me actually was used to fertilize me. I realized all the dung that had been heaped on me, that I thought was keeping me down was actually fertilizing roots I didn’t know were growing. Roots that when at the right time, in God’s time,  I would shoot up and take off and the devil wouldn’t be able to stop me. Do not underestimate the power of the dung being slung at you or heaped on you, it may be fertilizing roots that you are not aware of.

I love to teach the practical word of God. He is Practical and Perfect. I tell people, our Lord is practically perfect. They look at me like I am confused or misguided. I however know and realize that the word of God is for practical application of His kingdom truths, and I need daily application. The truths are to help us have an abundant life through Christ and also to advance the kingdom of God. It is how we know Him. Know His Word, Know Him. No Word, No God.


As I was researching bird calls I came across a beautiful fact. This is a fact that if you are an avid bird watcher or studier you may already be aware of. I however did not know this fact until Monday morning. When I read this it just pinged in my spirit. The fact is this, birds sing; making musical sounds in the morning at dawn to summon their companions. During the daylight hours they may chirp, tweet, twitter, call, cheep, shriek/cry and we know that owls hoot mainly at night, but at dawn the birds sing a musical song. So it is different in the morning. It is not a feeling, it is a truth. These songs are harmonious, calming, inviting, enticing, engrossing,  and all encompassing to the hearer. I believe this fact teaches us and helps us understand a kingdom truth, one found and explained to us in the book of Lamentations.

When I read this I immediately thought about Lamentations 3: 22-23 listed above. In the midst of mistakes, in the middle of rebellion, we can remember and call out and proclaim God’s faithfulness just like Jeremiah did. Jeremiah realized and expounds on why we are not destroyed or consumed.

In the book of Lamentations, Jeremiah is describing the funeral of a city, Jerusalem. Stating she lies barren, while he shares or laments his emotions. The Greek title Threnoi means “Dirges” or laments” and the Latin title Threni (“Tears or Lamentations”) was derived from this word. Then Jeremiah stops and remembers God’s faithfulness. He recalls God’s promises for a future and looks beyond the circumstances.

Remember the scripture in Jeremiah 29:11? “For I know the plans I have for you declares The Lord,” Jeremiah gains hope and puts his faith in the promises of God for the future. If He said it, will He not fulfill? God is no mere human! He doesn’t tell lies or change His mind. God always keeps his promises”.  (Isaiah 23:19 CEV)

Now under the New covenant, the shed blood of Jesus Christ, the spotless Lamb of God, we can repent and renew our vows each time we mess up. Of course this isn’t a sin free card for those who are truly born again. To those of us who are truly born again we have vowed to die to self and live for God. We long to be Gods faithful companions. What a beautiful picture. The birds sing their songs in the morning. I pray we hear and are summoned to come to His side.

This morning I decided to go and try to capture some shots of the beautiful sunrise. It was indeed amazing and I think I did get some great shots, but this one in particular really spoke to me. As I was on my return trip home the sun had risen and was shining brightly. It was shining in my side mirror and Holy Spirit quickened this thought to me. We are not to look back at our mistakes but we do need to look back and see and remember, like Jeremiah, God’s faithfulness. For it is because of His compassion that we are not consumed. I grabbed my cell phone and snapped this picture. I don’t want to forget all that He has done for me. No matter what is going on around me or to me, Great is His faithfulness. Morning by Morning, His mercies I see. Wow does this ever paint a picture? The very essence of what The Lord has done.


Just hear the words of the song, Great is Thy Faithfulness, morning by morning new mercies I see. I need His mercies each day and I thank God for the opportunity to repent immediately and hear His song and then I am summoned to come with Him, for I am His companion.

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 2019! Happy New Year

Hello 2019


Happy New Year

Is coming our way

And right on time

Is it the hour, a second, or is it a day


When does one leave

Is there something I shall see

When does the other enter

When will the New Year, see me


What is the significance

And what’s all the fuss

Parties and noise makers-

Can a day change us


Plans and purposes

Poised for blessing

Believing God’s word

In His faithfulness may we be found resting


For it is out with the old

And in with the new

It’s about more of Him

With less of me and you


The rise and fall

Of day’s ahead

When next to Jesus

We’ve nothing to dread


In good times and bad

He has made us this promise

Looking unto Jesus

Author and finisher, how flawless


Our faith shall be complete

When silently 2019 comes through the door

Restoration, completion, wholeness too

Yes in Gods timing, we shall see much, much more


Prayers will be answered

And hearts will be made new

Oh what time is this to happen

You will know when it happens for you


I hear THE LORD exclaim

As we prepare for this day

Oh there is a day coming

Continue to pray


For in a moment

In the twinkling of an eye

We shall no more to sorrow

To this brokenness, we can wave goodbye


In the days ahead

Continue to believe on Me

Then and only then

Can you bring others to see


That in this world

It’s not where they belong

We are destined for eternity-

Heaven is where we call home


2018, we’ll take your lessons with us

2019, is going to be simply amazing

Stand firm and keep believing

The Lord is saying NOW is the time to start praising


Poem written by Laurette Laster © 2017


We know that a simple click or turning of the hands on a clock, does not denote or truly differentiate one day from another or one year from the next. This turning of the hands isn’t what makes the change. Time is simply a parameter set by God set to give us markers and teach us how to measure and appropriate. We don’t need a clock to tell us that there is a change. A clock isn’t what tells us that day is turning into night, or dark to light, or good to bad. God in His infinite wisdom and creation made the day to slowly and tenderly turn into night. This same wise God made the dawn to awaken, gradually.

Isn’t that a beautiful thought? That our gracious heavenly Father allows the newness of a new day to awaken gradually, and this same gracious loving Father allows for dusk to turn into night. I believe He has done this so we will be summoned and compelled to look, and to take notice. I also believe it is to show us His ways, and that He is a patient loving Father, One who loves to teach and train us, and not jerk us into something we cannot see and understand. If we have been in a dark room where there was no light, we cannot immediately adjust to full light of day in a blink. Not we are designed to adjust at a gradual pace. Think about how you become acclimated to these changes in your own life. What if it was day and in a blink of your eye it became the darkness of night. Or what if you didn’t know when it was going to happen. How frightening would that be?  Think about this. God in His wisdom allows for change to awaken and to happen around us, and also inside of us.

The sunset tonight was so beautiful. It was full of robust colors that only God can create. These exquisite colors were made possible because of the clouds that were in the sky. Clouds like struggles will enhance the beauty of His grace, when seen or beheld in the face of our Savior Jesus. The gold’s and the amber’s are perfect colors and hues that even Photoshop, or Lightroom, cannot enhance or make better. God changes things, and us, gradually, not in knee jerk actions. He isn’t looking to pull the rug out from under us. We needn’t fear the changes that are coming and we mustn’t fear The Lord and His timing in our lives.

With this being said I encourage you to be gentle with yourself. Do not think you must have New Years resolution or make a sharp right turn by mid January. Relax and savor some quiet time in prayer, and seeking The Lord, at the beginning of 2019.

I hear The Lord saying; we will continue to make forward progress, but this will be like climbing steep hills. It will not come easy, but nothing worth having or keeping usually is easy. We know that the things that cost us the most are the very things we value most.

Listen for the Whisper’s of the Lord! Remember, Elijah heard The Lord in the still small voice. Elijah expected Him in the earthquake, and in the wind, but He wasn’t there. Then Elijah again expected Him in the fire, but He wasn’t there………..

How do you hear the whispers of The Lord? I believe you must; Wait, Hope, Intercede, Seek, Pray, Engage, Relax, and then you will hear the plans that The Lord has for you. “We make our own plans, but the Lord decides where we will go.” (Proverbs 16:9 CEV). The you can Start the plan that was whispered to you during your quiet time. The plan that The Lord gives will flow out of the quiet time spent with Him during the month of January.  Think of it like a time of planning with your husband or wife. This is a time to dream and decide the course of the upcoming year. This will guide you into, and usher in the New Year with a new freshness and a brand new perspective. After all it is root season in the natural. It is a time to dig deep into the word and heart of our heavenly Lord and Savior.

We all desire to be productive and see that we have accomplished something with our time. God wants us to invest the talents He has supplied. I know God is looking for ROI; return on investment. This is going to be an exciting year for the serious. Focus and faint not.

Keep your landscape clear and your windows clean, allow nothing or anything to distort your dream. Word given to me for 2019

Happy New Year and 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

Revelation 21:5

He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”


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They Were Looking for a Sign

When I was searching I found a sign.

But the angel said to them, “do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the city of David a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ The Lord.  This will be a sign to you; You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.

They were looking for a sign
When Heavens chorus did align
And to Shepherd did appear
Song rang out. HE IS HERE!
Do you feel Him in your heart
It is where Christmas got its start
A babe in Bethlehem, born that night
Can you feel it, oh what a glorious sight.

Now you know the Christmas story
God came down in all His glory
Born to suffer born to save.
For you and me, ‘The Gift’ He gave.

© Laurette Laster

This morning as I was reading through my poems I was looking for one to post today, I was thinking about the word consolation. The people of God were looking for the promised consolation of Israel. I talked about in a previous blog that God is talking. This is a fact we hear spoken over and over in the scriptures. But as to who is going to hear, there are specific regulations that God required. It is to those who are intently looking, and having bowed their ear, this kind of listening is what God is looking for. It is to these that the word of The Lord will be heard. It must be valued and treasured. After Simeon and Anna spoke to Mary and Joseph concerning this child, scriptures tells us, ” But Mary treasured up  all these things and pondered them in her heart. (Luke 2:19 NIV) God isn’t slothful or wasteful or bored, and He isn’t going to tickle our ears either. He is serious and I believe coined the phrase, Serious inquiries only.

So with all this in my heart off to my office and to my husband Greg’s, late mother’s concordance, I went to search. Greg’s mother gifted her concordance to him many years ago, but I must say it has been a genuine treasure and gift to me as well.  I mistakenly looked in the Hebrew word for consolation when the corresponding number was Greek. But I do not believe now it was a mistake.

The Hebrew word is 3874  luwt or lut definition: to wrap closely or tightly, enwrap or envelop, cover, comfort, veil or covering

Greek word 3874 paraklesia definition: comfort or consolation

Wow! Each word tells the very unique story of our Saviors birth, and the salvation and the promised Holy Spirit story. But this was a “sign” to the shepherds. To those who knew the Hebrew and the Greek language it was a wheel in a wheel that Ezekiel tells us about. This was indeed another mystery that was veiled or wrapped up. “The Gift was wrapped and hidden until the appointed time.” The sign was in the wrapping of the baby in a manger. It was a picture of the consolation in the physical, the comfort, a pointing to the Spiritual.

I’ve heard so many disputes about what saying is correct or acceptable? Or which day was Christ born? When I hear these disputes it makes me very sad. Is this really worth disputing and losing your faith over? I will tell you what the sages and the learned bible teachers believe. I agree with what they teach. The Chumash is collection of Jewish sages teachings. The pages of the Chumash is filled with treasuries of customs and traditions of their times. My husband Greg bought me mine as a Christmas gift I believe the year was 2012 but it may have been 2011 or it may have been 2010. Do you get the picture? But I know I have it on my lap this very minute. The Chumash is Old Testament of course. The Old Testament is the New Testament wrapped up or veiled.

The bible teachers, Messianic Rabbi’s and sages believe Jesus was born during the Feast of Tabernacles. A time to tabernacle with God, or Immanuel, God with us. This is because of the weather conditions that would have allowed the shepherds to be out in the field with their sheep. This would have been a more perfect time to require, during a pilgrimage festival to have everyone register.  Jerusalem was bustling and the Inn was full. So with this being said Christ would have been conceived around the December 25th date. Do you really believe God was caught off guard by any of the above details or circumstances? If you are wondering, the answer is a resounding NO!

I cannot without a doubt tell you the exact date I was baptized in His Holy Spirit, but I can tell you where I was and the address it happened at. I can tell and describe to you the chair I was sitting in. I can describe the weather. I can explain in detail the day, how it felt, how overwhelming the experience was. I can still remember the warmth that flowed through me and  feel the indescribable gift, even now as I am writing this.  I can describe to you that the next day at work an employee said, “What did you do? I can see it coming out of you.” I can tell you I said to him, ” I know, it is God!” So the light was noticeable to an unbeliever as a sign. This is very interesting isn’t it?

So because I cannot tell you the exact date of my Baptism in the Holy Spirit, or the exact date the Chumash was given as a gift to me, does it make this event in my life any less viable or real? No, of course not. It is not only real; it has been a life changing event that continues to unfold or unwrap. This is a gift that continues to be unveiled to me. The angel said to the shepherds ‘Today’ in the city of David, a Savior has been born for you. The people of God, including these shepherds were looking for the consolation of Israel. They knew the time was at hand and it should be happening. They knew by searching the teachings of the scribes, the prophets, and the sages that God was going to show up and send A Savior The Messiah.

And Today is the day of salvation to all who are looking. 2 Corinthians 6:2 His day of favor, does that sound familiar?

I pray if you haven’t looked that you will. There is a gift just for you. Don’t forget to open your GIFT.

The picture of the bible above is the bible that turned into pure gold, right before my eyes and right in my very own hands. These pages were what opened the gift of God as my Father, and my salvation in Jesus Christ’ death burial and resurrection. What a gift, What a Savior, What a God. Immanuel. God with us.

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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Out For Delivery

Out for Delivery

Good news your package is set for delivery today. Exciting news your package is out for delivery today.



Why now this time of travel

I don’t recall mention of this

No it was Hail Mary highly favored

I’ve been sent to tell you this



You shall conceive and bring forth a Son

You are to call His Name Jesus

Journey to Bethlehem now part of the story

House of bread, now Living He frees us



But we can look back now

At the traditions we’ve been taught

Have we forsaken reality

Is it exactly as we thought



It really wasn’t so silent

On that starry night

Only those engaged

Were aware of this Holy sight


The journey was very grueling

Ninety miles in that day

Was an arduous event

For the two who were in the way


The journey had taken a toll

You know on Mary in her condition

She probably wasn’t complaining

Perhaps unsettled in the transition



For the two it wasn’t really calm

Many were bustling all around

Gathering into the village

To register each in their own town



As history has painted

Oh A glorious sight indeed

But only to those who had chosen

To bow their ear His Voice did heed


For the two who walked this out

Their commitment was experiential

But to those of us who read

We know every detail was very essential



He was working His plan of salvation

God was going to redeem mankind

The plan indeed had been written

Had its beginning long before this time


A decree was written then issued

Requiring that all must register

A census now would be gathered

Could Caesar know about our visitor from heaven


Why now the need to take a count

What better timing of events to record

Those written and spoken by the prophets

Not one minute detail could be ignored


Coming up from Nazareth

What did Joseph see

The journey dangerous and hard

Delivering to us, eternity


Wait this is just a business journey right

To Bethlehem for the two

But how was Mary feeling

Aware of what was to ensue


Oh this seat we have been given

To view our Masters satisfaction

They however were living this out

Instructed only to follow a lawful action


When the days had been accomplished

Mary’s delivery time did come

All of heaven stooped to watch

The Birth of Jesus her newborn Son


Yes we should keep records

Of such marvelous timely events

We who sit in the stadium of time

Watching and waiting for redemptions ascent


He came to suffer

Our sacrifice to die

But not once in Heaven is it recorded

That this event would make them cry


For all of Heaven rejoiced

The Angels made a proclamation

Because He entered in legally

Heavens sacrifice for salvation


A glorious night yes I’ll say

When shepherds heard the news

Today in the city of David

Good News, God’s gift was delivered for you


Laurette laster © 2018 November

In the early days of December I received an update email from UPS, saying I could receive text messages to notify me of packages and delivery information. I thought this was a neat idea so I entered my cell phone number to receive text alerts.

A couple of days later I received a text message that said, “Good News your package is out for delivery today.” Then later in the afternoon I received another text that said, “Good News your package has been delivered.”

I had written the poem above in November, prior to receiving these notifications. I thought to myself, that is a perfect name for my Christmas Poem, Out For Delivery!

I wonder if UPS copied the bible when choosing their message. Have you considered how old the message is? The message UPS uses didn’t originate with them, no it was spoken about Two thousand eighteen years ago, by Angels who heralded the Good News of our Savior Jesus Christ’ birth.

This news was not given to some lowly dirty shepherds as we have heard or tradition has taught. Some really emotional stories and messages have been preached throughout the years, about how God showed up to some unsuspecting low life’s who didn’t know about our promised Messiah and God’s promises. Let’s think about this for a moment. God who is methodical, perfect and precise has made perfect plans and they always point us to another great truth. God would not send a message by heavenly messengers to those who didn’t understand or know where to go to look for this Babe born in Bethlehem. No, it is believed and stated that these were the Temple Shepherds. These were those who knew about the promised coming Messiah, and were looking for the redemption of Israel through Him. These shepherds worked in Migdol Edar. These shepherds, guarded the sheep that were used for Temple sacrifice. These events are perfect and planned. This event occurred after the silent years between Malachi and Matthew. Those in the Temple who studied the Torah and went to the synagogues to be taught knew the time was at hand and very close. So when the Good News was heralded the shepherds didn’t have to wonder, no they said let us go and see this thing the angels have told to us, and they went to see, and they knew where to go.

Too often we romanticize the gospel and therefore miss so much of the cost of those who were chosen by God. They each paid a very high price, but nothing compared to the cost paid by our Savior Jesus Christ. I believe Mary and Joseph like the others had to walk out their destinies by faith. Last year I saw this painting by Gari Melchers for the very first time. The painting is called The Nativity! It was painted in 1860 or 1862 I believe. When I saw this painting it made my spirit leap. I believe this was probably the best picture and captures the reality of what Mary and Joseph walked out.

Oh yes, the birth of Christ IS the most glorious event to ever happen in the history of man, there is no doubt concerning this. However God used chosen instruments for His purposes and plans. God didn’t say to those He chose, oh you blessed and highly favored you don’t have to go through the days and nights by faith. I won’t require you to live by faith. God didn’t say to them, I’ll make sure you never worry or have pain. No! God chose His vessels because God placed His Spirit in them, and God knew they would hear and obey His voice. God still knows who will bow their ear and obey His commands.

I bought a copy of this print and keep it displayed all year, just like my painting of Simeon’s Moment, the painting I received a few Christmas’s ago of Simeon with Jesus in the temple. The painting of The Nativity is in my hallway and I am often reminded, obedience is better than sacrifice. I am reminded that in the turmoil, God’s plan is working in spite of me, not because of me. I am reminded that God will have His way, if I am patient and bow my ear to His word. I am reminded that it is often after the struggle that I see His hand of mercy and realize I was being led. I am reminded of His grace that has been poured out to me by the birth of Jesus Christ. I am reminded that God’s love covers me at The Cross of Jesus Christ and faith leads me safely by His Holy Spirit now living in me because of the resurrection of Christ. And then I reminded we have hope and we have Christmas always with us in our hearts. And this came as a message to us all some two thousand and eighteen years ago:

Good News, God’s gift was delivered for you. Merry Christmas, to one and all.

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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It’s Time For Hollies And Berries

“The natives showed us extraordinary kindness; for because of the rain that had set in and because of the cold, they kindled a fire and received us all.”  (Acts 28:2)


It’s time for Hollies and berries

And good news I’m sharing

It is fun and toys

And trees full of joys


It’s Christmas and giving

It’s hope and it’s living

It’s heartfelt and genuine

It’s new Love for the first time


It is fun and frolicking

Its sleigh rides while polishing

Its skills and drills

With fun in the hills


It’s cooking and cleaning

While dreams we are dreaming

It’s good and it is fun

It was a boy with a drum


Bring whatever you have

Come on don’t be a drag

It’s the time of the year

To hold loves ones near


It’s time for hollies and berries

Good news to be sharing

Because life is worth living

When love you are giving



Don’t fail to look around

Wear your best smile never frown

Because Christmas time is near

Be the one to bring the cheer

© laurette laster 2018

During these last few days before Christmas, the greatest gift we have to offer to others  is our hope. The hope we have in Jesus Christ must be shared. We do not grieve like those of the world. As believers in Messiah Jesus, the world see that we are different. They see that in struggles we have strength, in chaos we have calm, and in panic we have peace. The peace of God covers all who believe. This peace is a gift that was prophesied for many years and then proclaimed on the night of Christ’ birth. Peace on earth to those on whom His favor rest, this is our gift and our promise. God is not withholding His favor. No. God longs to cover all that will come to Him, with His peace. Jesus said “this peace I give you.” What a gift. Not as the world gives do I give, Jesus said.

We need to share this “Good News” the gift of Jesus Christ” and His salvation. Be the one this year to offer hope and good news to those around you. It is “Good News. It is Very Good News.”

“As the cold of snow in the time of harvest, so is a faithful messenger to them that send him: for he refreshes the soul of his masters.” (Proverbs 25:13)

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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Farewell Warm Weather Friends


Farewell Warm Weather Friends


As leaves are falling one by one

For now their seasons work is done.

I wonder if they could speak or feel

What is the message they might reveal.


I finished my race and worked very hard

While vibrant and alive I shaded the yard.

I kept harsh sunlight and heat at bay

While temperatures did rise on summers day


But now as winter is fast approaching

You’ll require more of suns warmth encroaching.

So while I’ll be whisked or raked away

This was my due season of many a day.


I am not sad that my time is at end

It was a good season and this yard I did tend.

I fulfilled my purpose and did it with joy

It is what I was designed and created for.


I’m pouring out my supply to fuel this trees roots

Next season many will grow from tender new shoots

They’ll grow and replenish and offer shade again

But for now it is farewell my warm weather friends


©laurette laster November 2017

Many years ago, If my memory serves me correctly, I believe it was the fall of 2011, during my commute I was admiring the spectacular fall foliage and rich robust colors. I commuted about forty five miles one way, to and from work. I crossed over the Red River between Texas and Oklahoma, during my drive to and from work. I have seen some beautiful, almost breath taking sunrises and sunsets during that time. I have seen full moons and super moons that lit up the nights sky making me feel as if heaven were ushering me home late at night or seeing me safely to work in the wee hours of the morning. I have seen beautiful snow covered fields with ice laden trees. I have driven over the icy roads and bridges that made me grip the steering wheel so tight that my hands hurt. I have had a front row seat and witnessed new life emerge during springtime, after the long bleak barren winter resting cycle.

On this particular fall afternoon I was telling The Lord as I was driving, how beautiful the sight was and thanking Him for the view. I love the fall colors. The bright robust burgundy’s, bright orange, the deep amber and gold’s, the reds that are cranberry colored and, the depth of the yellows are all so different this time of the year. These colors against the back drop of the greens and the browns are some of the most stunning colors I have ever seen. They are deep and vibrant in nature. There is something so tranquil and almost peaceful about the scenes of autumn. Yet there is also something so alluring and inviting about the season of fall. There is a depth that I still cannot put into words to adequately describe the feeling this scene ignites in my soul. I cannot explain with mere words how it makes me and many untold others feel. It makes me think of the scripture,

“That we may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is breadth and length and depth and height” (Ephesians 3:18 KJV)
With this scripture in mind, to me there is a dimension to the images of fall that can only be felt and lacks human understanding on this side of time. I love all the seasons, but there is something about fall that is multidimensional to me.

As I was driving and praising God for this view, He spoke to me. I heard His words in my spirit; “They are dead!” Wow talk about a jolt back into reality. However, I realized this was the absolute truth about these leaves. These same leaves of beautiful burgundy, gold, amber, yellow, orange, and other vibrant colors, they are really dead and on their way to complete dying and falling off. I had never thought about it quite like this before. I asked, “God how can something dead be so beautiful?” My question made me think about this entire imagery with its fabulous scenery in an entirely different light.

My prayer for several days was Lord; teach me how something dead can be so beautiful? Why do we see these colors, and travel hundreds of miles to view the cascading hills and country sides laden with fall foliage? How is it that as these leaves are dying they are becoming more beautiful to our eyes? What does this look like to You?

And He did indeed teach me. He taught me lessons, many valuable lessons that I hold near and dear to my heart today.  I now understand why I am unable to put into words the feelings the autumn season invokes in my soul.

He taught me that this is what repentance looks like to heaven. He showed me that when a soul repents of dead works, the imagery in heaven is of beautiful foliage with a change of colors. The Lord showed me that indeed letting go of dead works, and lessons learned are so beautiful to Him. He showed me that as we go into root season and grow deeper in the things of God all of heaven rejoices, read Luke 15:7. He showed me that some things are for a season, and some things are for a reason, and reasons and seasons are how we mature and grow. He taught me that a crop of leaves is to shade the fruit we are growing and the lessons we are learning. He showed me that when we learn the lessons of life that those leaves must wither and die and nourish our roots. How as His people we are a lot like trees. The lessons we are learning supply wisdom, strength, and courage to our core, (inner man). We must have truth in our inner being before He can add more depth and height to our trunks.

“Behold, You desire truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden part You shall make me to know wisdom.”  (Psalm 51:6 KJV)

So I share a few photos of some beautiful fall foliage I captured this week. Aren’t these colors and leaves beautiful? Guess what? They are dying. The trees have stopped supplying these leaves with nourishment, and in all actuality the tree is pulling nourishment from the leaves to help it stay alive and survive during the cold barren winter root season.

Wouldn’t it be nice if we all stop right now and repent over just one thing? What is one thing, that you now realize God, is dealing with you about? We can show our Father in heaven some beautiful scenery today if we repent of one thing and cast off our dead works.

What are dead works? You know the cares of the world that choke the life of His word out, that Jesus speaks of in the parable of the Sower. If we are not growing and multiplying something is choking His word out. Dead works can be noble and they can be good but that doesn’t necessarily mean they are God ordained works. The works that are not of Him and do not point to His perfect love and benefit His kingdom must be shed to make room for deeper roots and new life come spring.

Here is to happy repentance of dead works. I have so much to be thankful for that it is my pleasure to repent of anything that is not pleasing to my Father. Show us Father anything that is hindering Your work in our lives. Give us the courage to face it and erase it by repenting completely before You. Help me see the enemy – ‘in a me’

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