One brush stroke at a time! ~ Bette A. Stevens
You don’t just have a story –
you’re the story in the making,
and you never know what the
next chapter is going to be.
That’s what makes it exciting.
Life is like a book and
we’re the writers of our own stories,
the makers of our own destiny.
And each day is a new chapter,
a new challenge,
a new path,
a new journey.
Your word, Lord, is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path. ~Psalm 119:105 ✝
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Great quotes Bette!
Thanks, Maria! Just had to share this wonderful post. 🙂
And I’m so glad you did, Bette. These are words I will want to share while doing
my next workshop!
Too great not to share… Thanks, Lois! ❤
Beautiful post, Bette, Hugs
Thanks, Michelle. Just had to share! ❤
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A beautiful poem from you, my dear friend and Proverbs 3:5 & 6 are two verses I hold dear.
This is great, Bette.
The following is a poem I wrote.
People come and go in our lives
Sometimes causing happiness, sometimes sorrow
They weave in and out of our lives like a thread
Perchance circumstance causes us to change our course in life
Sometimes causing events that make us move from here to there
We wonder why these things happen; what is the purpose
Puzzling as life can be at times, we continue on through the maze
Each of us moving in a way we think God wants us to move
Never really understanding why our lives become as they are
We look back at the things that have brought us to this place
We remember events and people and questions form in our minds
Why did he leave; why did she die; why did it have to happen?
In my mind, everything appears as a tangled web; all knotted and twisted
Like strings that have come undone from a ball of twine
No apparent pattern or organization, no clear picture to be seen
Then it happens; we take that journey home
Home to be with our Lord and Savior
All is forgotten about the mystery of our early life
I am brought before a tapestry, so beautiful a scene, it makes me cry
The placard beneath the hanging says, “Your life.”
I look up at my Lord with questioning eyes
Jesus takes my hand and leads me to the back of the tapestry
I see the chaos that makes up the beauty on the other side
Strings of life going here and there, all connected at some point
I awake and suddenly it becomes so clear
All the strings, knots and tangles were the making of a beautiful tapestry
A masterpiece called… “Your Life;” …My Life
One life crosses another and things change
Sometimes for the worse; sometimes for the better
But God has a reason for everything He allows
I met you and we became friends
We are learning more about each other every day
Still there are areas of our lives which remain a mystery
What will happen down the road, we cannot tell
We must trust to our Lord’s guiding Hand
Follow where He leads; not try to forge the path ourselves
Our Lord knows what’s best in our lives
He will decide where it is best to go and what happens in that path
“Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.”
It’s kind of the same concept.