The author Ruth Barrington (nee Lawson) had written poems most of her life but she had never had the opportunity to published them. Chrissy introduced her mother’s poems by publishing six of her mother’s favourites in Glimpses of His Glory. After her mother’s death in 2011, Chrissy’s father expressed his desire to have more of Ruth’s poems published. Chrissy committed herself to the task of publishing her mother’s writing for her father and the rest of the family. Chrissy and her three siblings also contributed a poem or brief article dedicated to their mother.
Please note, except for Emmaus Way, only minor editing has occurred to Ruth’s Poems. These are her thoughts, her words – from her heart. Making huge changes would make these poems the editor’s poems and for this reason, Ruth’s work has not been altered.
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Good morning from Australia. As from 23rd October 2018 I plan to reblog at least one of my favourite reads every Tuesday. There’s many posts that I enjoy and I wish I could reblog them all. My hope is for my followers to view the original posts and like and comment directly on the original posts…not Riverside but please do let me know your thoughts.
Riverside Peace is an Award Free Blog and I won’t be setting up another Award. Tuesday Reblogs will be my way of appreciating other Bloggers – you have already earned it. That’s it. There’s nothing for you to do to earn a reblog. Just simply keep blogging the way you do.
I will notify you if I intend to reblog one of your posts.
Chrissy at Riverside Peace
Please choose to read the original post and leave your likes and comments on The Last Leaves — the blighters rock
blood drops from tired limbs red in life’s last fight but winter brings oblivion unsure, unending night the promised springtime is unsure first must naked boughs grow cold for the price of birth is death in turn these leaves are sold.
via The Last Leaves — the blighters rock
Please choose to read the original post and leave your likes and comments on In the end — Haiku out of Africa
plant a tree for me ~ from which the squirrels can feed ~ and where birds can breed — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
via In the end — Haiku out of Africa
Poem and Photograph by Chrissy at Riverside Peace
Isaiah 53:3: He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem.
Do you ever feel alone or afraid? Have you ever been misunderstood or rejected? What about rumors rising against you or lies told about you? Are you or a loved one in pain?
I think every one of us has experienced one or more of the above in some way or other. I know I have and have been guilty of forgetting to hand everything over to the Father. As a young Christian, I often thought He just wouldn’t understand, but through His Word and experiencing His grace, I now know He does.
Jesus encountered temptation, fear and exhaustion. He’s been doubted, questioned, misunderstood, insulted, even betrayed and so much more. He feels what we feel. We can be confident, find understanding, compassion and grace, when we seek His presence and step into His throne room.
It’s good to know that we can approach the throne of grace, any time day or night, knowing we can do so with confidence that He will hear us.
Isn’t that awesome?
Father, thank you for being with us in our time of need. Help us to remember that whatever we have been through, you have too. Teach us to read Your Word to find understanding, compassion and Your Grace. Amen
© Chrissy Siggee
Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible