praying hands

  • I had a dream with my lord CHRIST He touched my head, not once but twice. I felt my body jump up in bed I saw the nail holes in his hands that bled.
    I felt the power of his healing hands He showed it to me so I could understand. With faith in our hearts he will heal And his hands you will feel.
    I awoke that morning with the spirit inside Those praying hands I had to find. I found a figurine of his hands And put it upon my night stand.
    In my prayers that I say day and night I squeeze those hands with all my might. Now when I feel life s pressures are getting me down I touch those hands that I had found.
    And when I feel an ailment or two Then I know what I must do. I touch those hands and say a prayer This is the bond that we share.
    There is no other feeling like the love of GOD When you have him in your heart.

louis rams

mother s love

       I am but a mere child clinging to my mother s breast

Sucking out the love she has inside, as it makes me

Dizzy as if I am high.

The warmth and nourishment that it gives

Gets me stronger – with the strength to live.

Mother! Your love can’t be denied, it is something you cannot hide.

And you may not be around to see me grow

But in your heart you will know.

Whether it be distance or death that keeps us apart

You will always have me in your heart.

You nurtured and tutored me to know right from wrong

And showed me how to become unselfish and strong.

You showed me how a mother s gentle heart can be

And from indignations and chains you set me free.

We was born free – no leg irons or shackles to be found

Even the umbilical cord was thrown to the ground.

We as children are born free as eagles up in the sky

We could soar and we could climb.

All of this has been given to me, because you and GOD set me free.

GOD gave us a brain for us to use, and a heart with which to choose.

But the most important thing he gave to me

Was a mother “who loved me “.

 

© L . RAMS 12414                                                 

firefighters

        

She became a firefighter at a very young age

Passed with flying colors at every stage

Determined to follow the footsteps of her family

That is the dream that she did see.

She built up her body like any man

But had the gentlest hands.

The kindest heart that anyone would know

And that was something that she did show.

She would put the person on her back

Looking forward and would never slack

Her goal was to save all the lives she can

That was her goal, that was her plan.

And every time she looked at her children

As a mother would often do- and see the pride in their eyes

And in the faces of the lives she saved and prevented

Them from going to an early grave.

Then she would know that the choice she made

To be a firefighter would take her spirits so much higher.

So to the firefighters I salute you one and all

So stand proud, stand tall.

animal abusers

                

I had sensed the presence of someone near

I looked around and there was no one there

Then the feeling got stronger by the minute

As I frantically looked around- then looked to the ground.

There at my feet was the presence that I felt

Of a puppy with cuts and welts.

I could see the abuse as the tears rolled down my eyes

As I started to scream and cry.

“Who can abuse an animal this way?

The one who did this by the law must pay!

I gently picked him up and said: it’ll be alright!

As his tail wagged in delight.

I put him in my car and took him to the nearest vet

He also had a broken leg which the doctor did set.

With antibiotics and pills for pain, yet some of those

Scars will still remain.

I bought from the vet what I would need

Food and medicines on which he would feed.

When I got home, he was fed- then I laid him in his bed.

So he could rest his weary head.

Then he looked up at me with his big brown eyes. And let out a quiet sigh.

With time he started to heal, and his leg he could feel.

The police said they used puppies to train pit bulls to fight

As they were told by the dog fighting ring they busted one night.

I named him survivor because of everything he went through

“Now tell me this: what would you do?”