Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Mi reposo eres tu...


Padre mío, ahora que las voces se silenciaron
y los clamores se apagaron, aquí al pie de la cama
mi alma se eleva hasta Tí, para decirte:
Creo en Tí, espero en Tí, te amo con todas
mis fuerzas, Gloria a Tí Señor.
...
Deposito en tus manos, la fatiga y la lucha,
las alegrías y desencantos de este día
que quedó atrás.

Si los nervios me traicionaron, si los impulsos
egoístas me dominaron, si dí entrada al rencor
o a la tristeza, ¡Perdón, Señor!. Ten piedad de mí.

Si he sido infiel, si pronuncié palabras vanas,
si me dejé llevar por la impaciencia.
Si fui espina para alguien ¡Perdón, Señor!.
No quiero esta noche entregarme al sueño, sin sentir
sobre mi alma la seguridad de tu misericordia,
tu dulce misericordia, enteramente gratuita, Señor.

Te doy gracias, Padre mío, porque has sido la sombra
fresca que me ha cobijado durante todo este día.
Te doy gracias porque, invisible, cariñoso, envolvente,
me has cuidado a lo largo de estas horas.

Señor, a mi alrededor ya todo es silencio y calma.
Envía el angel de la paz a esta casa. Relaja mis nervios
sosiega mi espíritu, suelta mis tenciones,
inunda mi ser de silencio y serenidad.

Vela sobre mí, Padre querido, mientras me entrego
confiada al sueño, como una niña que duerme
feliz entre tus brazos.

En tu nombre Señor, desacansaré tranquila amen............................ que dios los bendiga familia y amigos hasta mañana, dulces sueños
Quise compartir esto con ustedes!!!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

The girl that never looked my way...20 years later still has my heart..to Jimmy

I anxiously wait for the sound of your voice
You may not understand; sometimes I don’t
Meeting you was a chance
Loving you, darling…that was my choice.

I had been alone for a long time
I did not have to be but I was well…
I never thought I needed anyone else
My life sufficiently made me happy…
In some way or form I cannot tell.

I never want you to feel that I wish to trap you
I just wanted beautiful, joyful, enchanting, exciting…
All that love is supposed to be.
That nurture closeness, the unity of two surpassing the One…
Leaving one breathless and assured that in this love…
Finally you can be free.

As I ponder on 4 months together
I get taken back to a high school hallway
In my mind we cross paths once ..maybe twice
Our glances may have crossed, maybe I smiled
Knowing me I might have frowned
It was the way it was meant to be

I wonder should I walk on past by now…
Will he hurt and suffer like me
Will he feel relief at the end?
Why was I supposed to love like this now?
Why not love back then?
God I pray...
Pray that we are both in for true…real…to stay
That this is not a dream that will just…
Painful as it may be…will just deem away.
With love

Monday, December 19, 2011

Bendita fe donde estas?  Siento mis huesos adoloridos mientras me arrodillo a adorar a mi Creador.  Le platique tantas cosas y termine llorando, agonizantes lagrimas que ahogaban mi garganta.  Fue cuando senti la certeza de una pregunta, "EN DONDE ESTA TU FE HIJA MIA?"  No pude rsponder pues me senti victima de un robo.  Dios que no viste cuando me robaron el primer trozo de fe aquella vez, recuerdas cuando esperaba que todo mejorara con mi matrimonio y termino en divorcio.  Luego me encontraba en ese hospital aferrada a la fe que me sostenia y ese medico me dijo que mi condicion era permanente.  Una tras una circunstancia, la vida se encargo de arrancarme mi fe, como ladron calculante ataco mis momentos mas debiles.  Pero Padre yo no estaba sola porque no me defendiste como todo un padre a un hijo.  Entonces me dijo, tienes fe de que estas hablando con Tu padre, El que todo lo puede.  Le dije solemnemente...Si.  Entonces lo que la vida te quiso arrancar Yo te la devolvi mas afinada, como crees hija mia que soportaste todo lo que viviste sino hubiese sido por tu fe que Yo estaba alli como Tu padre que te adora tanto!!!

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

To MJ from Vivian, a 12 year old!!

My daughter came to me with an explanation as to why sometimes God allows things to happen in her opinion. She came to this conclusion after my friend came by to run an errand and we began to talk about her son that passed away, the memories and the journey that her life has gone through since he passed. In the opinion of my 12 year old, "she said I can see why she would ask God why, I believe mom's have this amazing love for "us" and really is not fair for a mom to have to bury her son. I cannot understand why God did not even give her son a chance to say his good-byes. Well, I believe that sometimes God does things and what happened to her son only happens to one in a million. Mom can you imagine how much hurry God must have been in, he was unique and special, different from 999, 999,999 other children in this world. Angels are not walking about that easily anymore, the world is so sad sometimes that God has to work day and night so He has to call special children like him to come to His side and give Him a hand. I really believe your friend's son is busy watching over all of us, it was easy to feel his presence as she talked about him, the glow I saw surrounding her, she is truly protected by a special angel." This was her explanation to the sudden unexpected death of a wonderful life, the comfort of knowing that your loved one is doing something great and amazing as his life was, is the way a 12 year old saw it tonight. ---To MJ...

Monday, December 5, 2011

I...Me....Self

To my daughter Valerie and Vivian:



I am and I don’t know why
Who am I to deserve to be..
To   breathe the air
To walk around so free
I don’t have need for anything
I eat, I play, and I go to school
I can be anything I wish
And I choose not to be a fool
So much evil around
Waiting to be found
Violence, death
Taking away our last breath
I am who I am
See myself in the eyes
Of another
Maybe it’s my sister,
Maybe it’s my mother
Does t really matter?
I am me..