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Shepherds

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Luke 2:8-20 says: “And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men. And it came to pass, as the angels were gone away from them into heaven, the shepherds said one to another, Let us now go even unto Bethlehem, and see this thing which is come to pass, which the Lord hath made known unto us. And they came with haste and found Mary, and Joseph, and the babe lying in a manger. And when they had seen it, they made known abroad the saying which was told them concerning this child. And all they that heard it wondered at those things which were told them by the shepherds. But Mary kept all these things and pondered them in her heart. And the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things that they had heard and seen, as it was told unto them.”

At the time of Jesus’ birth, people who attended sheep were considered one of the least significant of the human race by other people. They lived quiet and humble lives, often spending their days and nights with their flocks. The sheep that they tended were probably bred as sacrifice animals for the temple in nearby Jerusalem. These shepherds were just doing their usual job when the angels appeared before them.

I think I would be shaking in my sandals too. The news the angel gave the shepherds would have surprised them too. Babies would have been plentiful during the census and specific descriptions were to help the shepherds find Jesus among the crowded town.

When they went down to Bethlehem, they found Mary, Joseph, and the baby Jesus. They worshipped the newborn king before returning to their flocks glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen. It had been just as the angel had told them.

I can imagine the shepherds telling their friends and families for weeks after the event. This incident would have made a significant change in their tedious lives. History tells how shepherds had become accepted and probably even admired by many.

Jesus refers to himself as the “good Shepherd”.

John 10:11 tells us, “I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.”
John 10:14 says: “I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine.”

The next time you sing the Christmas carol While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks by Night, take notice of the words and remember their significant place in the Christmas Story.

Father, thank you for sending your son to earth as a small baby. Thank you that lowly shepherds were among the first to greet Jesus and for the reminder of the significance of the birth. We praise you, just as the angels and shepherds did on that night so long ago. Amen.

© Chrissy Siggee 

First Published 2014

Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible

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A Cradle Fit for Royalty

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Luke 2:15-16 says: “And it came to pass, as the angels were gone away from them into heaven, the shepherds said one to another, Let us now go even unto Bethlehem, and see this thing which is come to pass, which the Lord hath made known unto us. And they came with haste, and found Mary, and Joseph, and the baby lying in a manger.”

I’ve often heard of women not making it in time to a hospital to give birth. Even a well-prepared home birth can be messed up if the expecting mother is caught across town in the supermarket. Taxi births are common, and so are babies born in elevators. But what would be more degrading for a mother in the modern world than to give birth in a tiny barn full of smelly animals?

It’s true that the birth itself is often quickly forgotten when the joy of holding your newborn baby in your arms follows. Your baby is the most beautiful princess or little prince, you have ever laid eyes on. It’s then time to show your precious new family member the nursery that you have so lovingly put together during the months of waiting. The cradle that took you forever to choose, and don’t forget the bunny rugs.

But wait a moment! I don’t remember reading that part in the Christmas story. The shepherds found the baby lying in a manger. A manger is kept in a stable. It’s used as the feeding trough for donkeys and milking cows! There would probably even be hens and a goat or two sharing the small space around the manger. Here is where the King of the Jews was sleeping. And, sitting close by with watchful eyes, were Mary and Joseph; a humble pair who had traveled many miles to find no room in the inn.

This cradle was made for royalty. Jesus was born in a manger because He was, and is, and will always be “Lord of Lords and King of Kings”.

This same Jesus was found by the shepherds wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger—a cradle made for royalty.

Father, thank you for sending your son to earth. Help me never to forget the wonder of that first Christmas morning when the King of Kings came as a humble baby who was given by you to be called Jesus our Saviour. Amen

© Chrissy Siggee

Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible

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Shine – Like the Christmas Star

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Matthew 5:16 says: “In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.”

Christmas is approaching fast and stores are filled with decorations and gifts for all ages. Christmas trees, real and fake, dazzle us with lights and baubles. Let’s face it; it gives us all a feeling of excitement that Christmas is just around the corner.

Celebrations of the birth of Christ may vary from family to family, from church to church, and from tradition to tradition. In reality, it doesn’t matter how we celebrate as long as the true message of Christmas is our main focus.

As a child, my favourite Christmas decoration was the Christmas Star. We placed the star on the top of our tree year after year. One Christmas, we visited cousins who used a fairy. A star was nowhere to be seen. As a nine-year-old at that time, I could not comprehend how a fairy could replace the precious tree-topper. Later in life when I had my own family the idea of a fairy tree-topper never entered my mind. Our own children were brought up knowing the true meaning of Christmas: The birth of Jesus. The brightness of that Christmas star reflected the announcement of royalty’s birth, Jesus—the light of the world and guided the shepherds and the wise men to Jesus.

In the same way, our hearts need to reflect the love of Jesus who resides in us. Our lives need to reveal the light that burns just like the Christmas Star. We can let our light so shine before men—and our families who don’t always see eye-to-eye on what Christmas is about. Live as Jesus would live. Speak as Jesus would speak; with love in our hearts that shines like the Christmas Star that can lead others to Jesus.

This Christmas, let’s show love and grace to those who see things differently from us.  Let your light shine so we glorify your Father, who is in heaven.

Father, let our light shine from within that we may lead others to Jesus, and let the true message of Christmas be seen by your love within us. Amen

© Chrissy Siggee

Scripture Verses used are from the New International version of the Bible.

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Fifteen Tarnished Christmas Bells

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David took a deep breath. The musty smells of the old town hall made his nose itch. This place still reminded him of community gatherings, nativity plays, and combined Easter services. An old plastic Christmas tree leaned against the wall; bent over and covered in cobwebs. He pushed aside the sagging stage curtain and touched one of the fifteen tarnished Christmas bells which hung in a neat row. He closed his eyes and tried to recall the familiar sounds. All he heard was the squeak of the front door.

‘Mrs Jessop, good to see you. What’s it been…?’

‘Twelve months’, she groaned. The old woman placed her scarf and handbag on a nearby table. ‘Where is everyone? I want to be home early tonight.’

‘Well, Teresa married in January and moved to the coast. Donald won’t be here… you knew his wife died from cancer a few weeks ago?’

‘Yes, I read the funeral notice in the obituaries but I was too busy to go.’

David was about to continue when a soprano rendition of Hark the Herald Angels Sing echoed in the empty hall. He turned toward the door and laughed as his star performer approached. The girl’s chubby face reflected the enthusiasm that oozed from her.

‘Meredith, you look um… colourful… as usual.’ He stepped back and gazed at her peculiar outfit.

Mrs Jessop stood with her hands on her hips. Her head moved slowly from side to side. ‘I hope we’re not dressing in florescent angel costumes this year to sing Angels in the Realms of Glory.’

Meredith giggled. ‘It’s been a fabulous year David. I earned an art scholarship in London.’ Her eyes sparkled. ‘I have always wanted to work in London. Perhaps this will be my big chance.’

The side door swung open and a middle-aged woman entered as she spoke. ‘David, I can’t believe it’s that time of year again.’ She smiled and offered a hug. ‘John won’t be coming. He’s still away at army training.’

Mrs Jessop frowned. ‘Well, well. That was a bit inconsiderate of your son, Joan. He could have at least waited until after caroling season before he joined the Army.’ With another shake of her head, she slumped heavily into a chair.

Almost simultaneously, two other choir members burst into the hall through the front and side entries. The commotion rose with reminiscing and laughter which now seem to brighten the dreary hall.

David glanced at his watch and whistled. ‘Okay everyone, you know the routine. We’ll have three practices before we start caroling. Let’s begin tonight with Meredith’s choice, Hark the Herald Angels Sing.’ He paused as the choir members took their places in a curved line, shuffling closer to fill gaps where others had once stood. David cleared his throat. ‘It’s sad to think that if we go on like this, within a few years our town’s caroling group will no longer exist.’

Smiles disappeared and expressions became solemn. Whispers betrayed their thoughts.

Joan, one of the older group members, broke the quiet chatter. ‘Oh please, don’t say that David.’

He straightened and coughed. ‘Well let’s not spoil our practice. Maybe we can have a meeting sometime and do some recruiting for next year.’

Mrs Jessop made a throaty gruff noise. ‘Oh, but we can’t have strangers singing carols with us.’

‘Why not?’ Meredith’s face flushed.

‘Well… because…’

David tapped his baton on his music stand. ‘Twelve years ago, we began with fifteen carolers. We all knew each other like family and regardless of which church we attended, we visited each other during the year. We shared each other’s joys and sorrows.’ He sighed heavily. ‘When was the last time we commenced our annual caroling practice with a party… or polished our bells?’

Meredith sat on the floor and crossed her legs; her head in her hands. The line dispersed. Joan’s husband Rolf, brought a chair over so Joan could sit.

‘So, it’s come to this?’ Mrs Jessop sighed.

The hall grew silent. The only sound was the occasional creaking of the rafters and the wood-rotted door rattling with the slightest breeze.

‘I still want to sing Hark the Herald Angels Sing’, Meredith whispered.

David tapped his baton again. ‘OK, let’s sing our best this year. We’ll polish our bells and let the whole town know that we want caroling to continue. Let’s announce the birth of Jesus like we haven’t done before.’

A gentle white snow began to fall outside and the words Hark the Herald Angels Sing echoed in the old town hall and throughout their little town.

© Chrissy Siggee

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Wait!

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Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him – Psalm 37:7

When an answer to prayer is not quick in coming we often find ourselves focusing on the prayer itself and on the answer we desire to that prayer. While we know it’s good to be positive, and we know God will answer in His time, we need to wait on Him, the one who meets all our needs—and He’s never late.

It’s while we wait that we need to keep our eyes fixed on the Lord, study His Word, and find instruction, comfort, and encouragement. We need to trust Him and know that He can and will do what He considers best for His children.

There’s one thing I have learned through waiting; it gives me the opportunity to give God the glory for an unwavering assurance that He has all things under control. Everything is in His hands and there is a time for everything.

Ecclesiastes 3:1 says: to everything, there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven. Verse 11 – He hath made everything beautiful in his time: also, he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.

Wait in hope, perseverance, patience, and joy because His grace is sufficient for me.

Father, help us to be patient with answers to prayer. Keep our eyes fixed on You knowing all things will come to pass in Your perfect timing. Amen

© Chrissy Siggee 2019

Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible

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Forester’s Assignment

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All eyes followed the smartly dressed young woman marching between the rows. Her head moved from side to side inspecting the finest examples. She stopped occasionally for a closer assessment.

‘Stand straight Forester’, the commander yelled. ‘What happened to you anyway?’

Forester leaned back as far as his twisted limbs could take the strain. ‘Sir, I…’

‘Hush son. You’re a disgrace to the ranks.’

Forester watched Farmer Stanley as he followed the woman who had suddenly turned into his row. Their conversation grew louder.

‘What kind of tree are you looking for? They all look the same to me.’

‘I need something… different.’ Was the woman’s reply.

She stopped suddenly and pointed. ‘That one! It’s perfect.’

Staring forward, Forester focused on the woman’s jacket which blocked his view of the commander.

Farmer Stanley moved his cap back and scratched his head. ‘Why would anyone want a Christmas tree that looks like this? It’s just a mangled mess. It’s stunted and undeveloped.’ He ran his calloused hands over the branches.

A fearful Forester tried to keep still.

‘There’s too much space between these limbs’, Stanley pointed out. ‘There’s more on one side than the other. It’s worthless.’

‘Nevertheless, it’s the one I want.’

‘OK, Ma’am, but I’m not going to charge you. I don’t want you coming back for a refund or giving my plantation a bad name.’

Stanley removed his axe from its belt that hung loosely under his protruding belly.

‘Where are you going to put this…thing? There has to be a reason for choosing such a pathetic-looking tree for Christmas.’

‘It’s was my son Sam’s idea.’ She took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. ‘Sam’s a paraplegic. He fell from his horse a few years back. He spends a lot of time in the children’s hospital and since I have to work over Christmas, well we have to make the most of it. I’ll be the pediatrician on call over Christmas.’

Stanley smiled. ‘A doctor, aye?’

‘Yes, Dr Anne Shepherd. Anne, please.’

She accepted his outstretched callused hand before continuing in a more subdued manner. ‘Sam’s father is in the army and has been serving in Iraq but he expects to be home for Christmas. Anyway, Christmas with the children is going to be the only way we’ll spend any time together.’

Stanley was staring at the woman for a few moments before he shifted his attention back to the narrow trunk and lifted the axe.

With one crack Forester fell sideways and looked up at his commander. ‘Sorry Sir.’

The commander glanced momentarily at his fallen comrade. ‘It’s all right Forrester. I think you may be worthy of this important assignment after all. Do us proud.’

‘Yes Sir’, Forester replied as he swayed back and forth in Stanley’s hand.

Stanley walked behind Anne to where she had parked her vehicle. There he waited while she opened the rear door.

‘Sam, I found one.’

‘Cool! Let me see.’

Hanging almost upside down, Forester appreciated Stanley’s strong grip and watched Anne climb into the back of the modified van. Anne pulled a small lever at the base of the boy’s seat and turned it around.

Forester became suddenly dizzy and almost lost his bearings when Stanley unexpectedly flipped him upright.

‘Here it is’, The farmer announced.

‘WOW! It’s perfect Mum.’

Forester blinked and opened his eyes wide so he could see clearly a child who sat in a strange chair with big wheels. The boy was smiling broadly and Forester realized it was he, Forester, whom Sam was so excited to see. Forester felt six feet tall.

‘Thanks, Mum. Thanks Mister.’

‘You can place the tree here beside the wheelchair in a moment’, Anne told Farmer Stanley. She turned Sam’s chair back into place and secured it before climbing back out through the rear exit. ‘Thank you, we appreciate your kindness.’

‘It’s my pleasure Ma’am and you have a great Christmas Sam.’

Resting beside Sam’s chair, Forester was overwhelmed by the excitement that had glowed on the boy’s face. Forrester didn’t even flinch when the door closed and latched.

‘Come on Mum! We need to get to the hospital so the kids can decorate it. It’s going to be a neat Christmas and with Dad unexpectedly home, everything will be perfect.’

Forrester heard the front door open and close. Anne’s sweet response and cheerful laughter sounded beautiful. When the engine started, he felt Sam’s fingers wrap around his feeble trunk. He shivered with pride. His assignment had begun.

© Chrissy Siggee

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, Christmas trees and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Mary

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Luke 1:26-28 says “And in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God unto a city of Galilee, named Nazareth, to a virgin espoused to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David; and the virgin’s name was Mary. And the angel came in unto her, and said, Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among women.”

The New Testament begins its account of Mary’s life with the visit of Gabriel the angel who was sent by God as His messenger. The Lord God himself selected Mary to be the mother of Jesus. The Bible records Mary’s role in key events of the life of Jesus from his virgin birth to his crucifixion.

Christians acknowledge Mary as “blessed among women” (Luke 1:42) but we do not all agree that Mary is to be venerated. She is considered to be an outstanding example of a life dedicated to God.

Luke 1:38 says “And Mary said, Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word. And the angel departed from her.”

Mary used the word “handmaid” which is usually translated as “bond-servant” or “slave”, which refers to someone whose will is consumed by the will of another—in this case, Mary’s will is consumed by God’s. From this I see her attitude being parallel with what John the Baptist said in John 3:30 “He must increase, but I must decrease” (KJV) or, “He must become greater; I must become less.” (NIV).

Whichever argument you choose, or doctrine you follow, Mary had to have been one special lady for God to choose her to be the mother of Jesus. She was a handmaiden of the Lord.

This Christmas let us remember that we celebrate the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ who came to earth as a human child. It was Jesus who died for our sake and put our sins upon Himself. He is the Lord of Lords and the King of Kings.

He was born of Mary—a servant of the Lord.

© Chrissy Siggee

Scripture Verses used are from the King James version of the Bible unless otherwise stated.

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Don’t Waste Those Christmas Cards

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We sing our Christmas carols
and pray our saintly prayers—
We decorate our Christmas trees
and share our Christmas cheer.

We are tempted to dispute
over wasted Christmas cards—
Buy a ten-for-a-dollar pack
and write some worthless words.

Do we ever take the time
to choose a better card?
Do we really want a Santa
who drives a flying sleigh?

There’s something more to Christmas
than dashing through the snow—
A message of the new-born King,
is what I want to see.

Scenes of Mary and her child
with shepherds kneeling near—
Angels in the realms of glory,
announcing Jesus’ birth.

Do you see the Christmas star
reflecting in the clear night sky?
Those tiny specks of glitter dust
brings gladness to my heart.

Treasures of the Saviour’s birth
displayed upon each card—
To decorate our mantle shelf
or hung in every room.

Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh
three very special gifts—
Each to honour our new-born King,
asleep within His crib.

I want to share the joy I feel,
with every card I send—
Each one affirms our Father’s gift
and hope to all mankind.

So precious is our Savour’s birth,
we need to spread the news—
It’s time we took a stand
and share Him with the world.

Take some time to choose a card
it’s really not that hard—
Perhaps you could design your own,
but make it from your heart.

Come; let’s rejoice in His birth,
spread the news, Christ is born—
Choose a card that declares the truth;
don’t waste those Christmas cards.

© Chrissy Siggee

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Just a Little

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Just a little
of Your Holiness,
Just a little touch
of Your gentleness
Brings healing to my soul.

Just a little
of Your inward peace,
Just a little
of Your purest joy
Brings freedom to my soul.

Just a little
of Your glory revealed,
Just a little
of Your Word of life
Brings knowledge of Your love.

© Chrissy Siggee

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Health Update – December 5th 2025

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A typical specialist report. Undecipherable and needing a degree to understand. He lost me after radiological activity noted. Huh!

Anyway, I have a CT-guided L4/5 facet joint block with cortisone appointment in Newcastle on Dec 16th. Even if this is slightly successful/helpful, it will be just a temporary fix and will proceed to a radio-frequency neurotomy in the future 🫤(Please explain) which I will need to travel to Sydney for but no future surgeries are expected. 🙂 There’s a lot more about the sacroiliac joint being a pain generator. What does that suppose to mean? 🫤 Butt what I do know is that it’s painful to sit.

On a more positive, understandable note, my chronic fatigue and fibromyalgia symptoms have eased some. Sleep has found to an acceptable pattern but could be better. Fibromyalgia pain persists, especially with these crazy summer storms, high temperatures and sudden weather changes.

Day time naps are a new mandatory activity. Thankfully, only the arthritis medication is needed – at least until cortisone injection.

I’m now exploring a new ‘normal’ although it’s slow and frustrating since every day is different. I have been able to take short walks even if it’s just around Bunnings or shopping malls. 🙂 The problem I have with walking the aisles of Bunnings is that I stop often and buy stuff – like plants and anything related.

I have been very blessed and encouraged by get well cards, text messages, emails and prayer support. Thank you.

– Chrissy

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It’s That Special Time of the Year

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Christmas trees and candy canes,
Holly wreaths and jingle bells—
It’s that special time of the year.

Giggles, secrets, and bon bons,
Decorated stores galore—
It’s that special time of the year.

Granny smiles and Poppy winks,
Sharing gifts and candy canes—
It’s that special time of the year.

Garland hanging on the door,
Sending festive Christmas cheer—
It’s that special time of the year.

Greeting cards to choose and mail,
Wishes sent to someone dear—
It’s that special time of the year.

Good times remembered and shared,
Love ones missed no longer here—
It’s that special time of the year.

Celebrate the virgin’s birth,
Carolers and Christmas plays—
It’s that special time of the year.

Glory to the newborn king,
Remembering the reason—
It’s that special time of the year.

© Chrissy Siggee

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What Does Christmas Mean To You?

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Jubilance radiates tranquil moments,
Young lovers pursue tender embraces–
Neighbourhood children join in games
Sweet aromas saturate festive appetites
Families share in united harmony.

Midnight services fill the churches,
Choirs sing in joyous proclamation–
Nativity scenes and dramas unfold,
Ascended praises announce His birth
Jesus Christ, Saviour and Lord.

Silence falls before the dawn,
Morning excitement awakes the birds–
Gifts are exchanged and children squeal,
Doorbells ring by kith and kin
Celebrations unfold with a festive feast.

Church bells echo through the town,
God’s people gather near and far –
Scripture is read of our Saviour’s birth,
Mankind raises their voices with carols sung,
Christians celebrate the birth of Christ.

© Chrissy Siggee

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Beautiful Jesus

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Beautiful Jesus, to you I sing,
My life and plans are yours
Let this life of mine
Be filled with gladness and joy
I sing praises and songs to you.

Wonderful Jesus, to you I pray,
My heart and my gifts are yours
Let this heart of mine
Be filled with love and kindness
I pray praises and songs to you.

Loving Father, to you I give,
My soul and my will are yours
Let this heart of mine
Be filled with images of your love
I give praises and songs to you.

© Chrissy Siggee

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

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Praise

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Psalm 103:1 tells us “Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name.”

A recent visit by the coast had me reminiscing about the days spent writing my first book. As I breathed in the seaside freshness, it stimulated the desires that once beckoned me to explore the dream. Pale pink clouds caressed the sunrise like a morning hug. Birds sang praises to welcome the dawn.

My thoughts reached out as in a dream, capturing a peace within my soul. While the sun elevated slowly into a glowing sky, words surged forth like a shifting stream. My fingers moved quickly to keep up with the flow of thoughts. My heart was overwhelmed by the outpouring of phrases previously unknown. There’s something about the break of day that gives freshness to the mind and releases expression onto a page.

Immersed in my writing, I was still aware of the increasing brightness filling the sky beyond the open window, but I was also conscious of the glow within my inner being. If there is ever a place I feel in harmony with God, it’s when I’m absorbed in writing. To not write would create an empty cavern in my life.

My desire is to praise Him through words inspired by creation. My hopes and dreams rest in knowing that He is the only one I need to bring joy and delight.

Father, let Your Word penetrate my soul. You are the author of my faith. Allow me, Lord, to bring joy and delight to your heart in return. May the words I write be inspired by your love and grace. Amen.

© Chrissy Siggee 2012

Scripture Verses used are from the New International Version of the Bible

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Chronic Illness – Reminders to Self

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Chronic Illness - Reminders to Self

• I did not cause my illness
• I can do everything right and still struggle
• Take one day at a time at my own pace
• Pain is real but it’s invisible to others
• Pain levels change without an invitation
• Asking for help doesn’t make me weak
• If I did it today, it doesn’t mean I can do it again
• Ignore those who think they have all the answers
• Rest when I need it
• It is OK to cancel plans

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Peace

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Philippians 4:7 – And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. (KJV)

The dictionary meaning of peace:
calm, quiet, stillness, tranquillity, silence, harmony, serenity.

My thoughts on peace:
When the storm is over, peace stretches like a rainbow.
Peace is the beautiful presence of my Saviour while in prayer.
When there are no more tears, peace surrounds me like a hug.
Peace flows like a river through my soul.

Philippians 4:7 – And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

Colossians 3:15 – And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to the which also ye are called in one body; and be ye thankful.

John 14:27 – Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. (KJV)

Peace isn’t always easy to find in the midst of stress, pain, and struggle.

Peace is not always found among those we love and care about.
Peace needs to be a desire of our hearts.
Peace can be our goal.

Peace be with you this time of year.

Father, thank you for the peace you bring to our lives. Guide our path through life and let your peace reign in our family and friends. Lead our enemies into a life of peace with You. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

© Chrissy Siggee

First Published 2009

Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible

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Sunset Hues

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my soul awaits the  sunset hues…

                  dawn, so long ago—

troubles of the day, be gone

                  and let me feel God’s peace,

permit the setting sun to give this body rest.

© Chrissy Siggee
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Health Update – 21st November 2025

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To date there doesn’t appear to be any significant improvements. However, we have found that the new medical team, tests and treatments have been very informative and helpful as I move forward to recovery.

The medical team reports in brief have indicated that the most recent Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue flare-ups were so severe that they triggered a sudden and massive biological shift (how the body works). These biological shifts usually happen as we age. In simple speak, my biology flipped on end overnight. Now that we understand what happened we can work on adapting our lifestyle for an acceptable recovery. All blood tests results remain at good levels with no sinister underlying causes.

Arthritis Findings in brief: The spine surgeon is pleased with the low general wear and tear after the previous surgeries in 2017. No further surgeries are anticipated in the future. However, arthritis has increased in its severity and has extended from the previous L4 to beyond S1. A bilateral CT guided Facet Joint block Injection has been ordered to be done by a radiologist. There are no guarantees on its success, and the surgeon has already advised that he may need to follow this up with an injection of a high dose (unpronounceable) medication into the area, but deeper into the spine which can only be done by him. A new year decision.

Moving forward will be slow but we can look forward to some positive outcomes. With so many life-threatening reactions, most medications have been ruled out. Planning ‘one day at a time’ is the number one priority.

Thank you for all for continued love and support.

Norm & Chrissy

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Questions

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Psalm 22:1 – My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from my cries of anguish?

I believe God is big enough to carry our doubts, criticisms, anger, confusion, and frustration, but there often seems to be no explanation as to why things happen. Yes, we are free to question God, but we need to develop patience for God will reveal the answers only when we are ready to hear them.

Our world is not at all perfect, and neither are we. God is perfect. He wants us to continue to read His Word so our faith may be strengthened for He sent Christ to show us the way. Don’t look to find meaning to the suffering, but let the suffering add meaning to our lives. If we have never suffered, how can we empathize with others who suffer? If we never fail, we can’t lift up those who also fail. Our suffering adds meaning to our lives. Our pain adds to our love for others who also suffer, as we suffer, as Christ suffered.

Hebrews 4:16 says: Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.

We need to ask God to help us to become more patient and more like what he wants us to be. Thank Him for the good things, and seek the resilience to endure the bad. To live, not in the shadow of fear and despair, but in the light of God’s love.

Perhaps one day, God will answer our questions of ‘why?’ Perhaps we are just impatient, and want to know the answers before we are ready to understand or accept them. Whatever the reason, trust Him and know it’s all right to ask Him questions. Allow God to develop patience and trust.

Father, as we call on you in our times of need, help us to grow in patience and understanding as we learn to trust you in all things, bad and good, in our lives. Amen

© Chrissy Siggee

Scripture Verses used are from the New International Version of the Bible

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My Prayer at Dawn

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Somewhere in the early dawn
I find solitude.
Birds are still at rest 
and the dew lingers.

What blessings will this day bring?
Despair or delight...
Either or both may arise
But, He will be there.

God’s new day has been prepared
His Spirit drifts through
Giving comfort to my soul
In His breath of peace.

In silent prayer I whisper
For a lot less pain
And a day without fatigue 
I remain hopeful.

Chrissy Siggee © November 2025

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I Believe in His Healing Power

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I believe in His healing power but if it were always God’s will for people to be healed, then everyone would be healed every time he or she became ill or lives with a chronic illness. If good health were always God’s will, then Christians should never die. They should never be in pain.

Neither can we blame someone’s bad health or disease on a lack of faith, for we know, biblically, that God sometimes uses illness to accomplish His will. Paul “left Trophimus sick in Miletus” (2 Timothy 4:20), and Paul himself had a physical ailment that the Lord declined to heal (2 Corinthians 12:7–9). Jesus only healed one man at the pool of Bethesda (John 5:1-15) The list goes on. There are lots of Biblical encounters where healing was not always the final outcome.

I’m not saying God can’t perform a miracle. I believe He absolutely can. However, the greatest healing beyond physical healing is spiritual healing. While physical healing restores the body, spiritual healing addresses the deeper, often unseen, wounds of the soul, restoring a person’s relationship with God and offering lasting peace and joy. This is always the greatest outcome.

Just my thoughts today.

Chrissy

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An overdue Update:

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Symptoms of my Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS) diagnosis confirmed almost a month ago are still very unpredictable and challenging. My routine sleep hasn’t yet found its new balance and over the counter medication and natural remedies haven’t helped. After my body reacted badly to the prescription medications my doctors won’t take any chances with my every increasing allergies. My reactions have often been serious. One reaction required a 3am visit by paramedics who, after stabilizing me, transported me to the Emergency Department. It took almost two weeks to recovery from that reaction.

I believe that the number of restful sleep hours I do have most days are assisting with my overall recovery. For now, while irregular sleepless nights and unpredictable fatigue bursts persist, I’m thankful for all the restful sleeping hours I do have. There doesn’t seem to be any explanation for these hours on end of no sleep, only that it’s a part of CFS. As I’m reminded by my medical team and the Australian Chronic Fatigue Support Foundation, it is why CFS is recognised as a ‘chronic’ illness. Every victim, I mean patient, is different just as it is with Fibromyalgia (FM). For now an arthritis pain medication I’m not reacting to is helping me while my regular exercise daily walking routine is non-existent.

Norm and I often received ‘opinions’, ‘remedies’ and non-qualified ‘medical advice’. Most advice comes with no knowledge or experience of CFS, FM or even arthritis. We know this is just their way of wanting to help and see me well again but it can be frustrating.

Although the CFS symptoms can often be suffocating I have found my wakeful hours more productive this past week. I have enjoyed reading who-done-it mystery books as well as getting back into writing. Finding time to do a few of the things I once enjoyed, even if it’s at a much slower pace, has helped with my healing.

I can’t manage anything much in the garden beyond watering or picking a few vegetables. Norm, although not thrilled about it, has been willing to follow directions on small projects like removing end-of-season plants and trimming. When we first designed the garden, we did so with low maintenance, dodgy knees and backs in mind in the future and it’s paid off. We’re reminded often how grateful we are for our son’s skills and expertise. A once lifeless paddock of a backyard is now a well-drained, safe and functional area which has become my oasis. A garden filled with seasonally changes, life and even rest. The most rewarding part of the garden is to sit and enjoy the rewards it brings including the wildlife that visits daily.

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An Instrument of Your Peace

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I stand in awe of your majestic peace;
Let your forgiveness give me release
Teach me Lord, the way I should go—
I want to be an instrument of your peace.

Never will I leave thee;
My child, you are mine.

I’ve knelt before an empty cross to pray,
But for human weakness, I’d stay all day;
How do I live in strength I do not have?
I want to be released to understand.

It was for you I lived and died;
My child, you are set free.

I’m lost in worship within your presence;
The room is filled with your fragrance,
Your Word is open upon my knee—
I want to grow in the knowledge of you.

Take my hand so I can lead;
My child, I love you.

I’ve surrendered my life into your hands!
Show me, Jesus, how to take a stand
And tell the world that you are mine—
I want to be an instrument of your peace.

Let your light shine;
My child, I will lead.

© Chrissy Siggee

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Fear

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Revelation 14:6-7 – “Then I saw another angel flying in midair, and he had the eternal gospel to proclaim to those who live on the earth—to every nation, tribe, language, and people. He said in a loud voice, “Fear God and give him glory because the hour of his judgment has come. Worship him who made the heavens, the earth, the sea, and the springs of water.”

I don’t often use verses from Revelation but I like these. What does it mean to fear God? For the unbeliever, the fear of God is to fear the judgment of God and eternal death.  As believers, fear is the reverence of God.

Hebrews 12:28-29 says: “Wherefore we receiving a kingdom which cannot be moved, let us have grace, whereby we may serve God acceptably with reverence and godly fear, For our God is a consuming fire.”

I’m not scared of God. As a believer, I have no reason to be scared of Him. I have His promise that nothing can separate me from His love.

Romans 8:38-39 tells us “For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

Fearing God means to have such a reverence for Him that it influences the way I live. This reverence and admiration of God is what the fear of God means for me as a Christian. This is the motivation for me to surrender my whole self to God, the Creator of the Universe; the key to serving the Lord with all my heart and with all my soul.

Father, I worship You in awe of Your great love for me. Thank You for the key to being able to serve You in my daily life. I give You all the glory and worship You, the Creator and God. Amen

 
© Chrissy Siggee 2019

Scripture Verses used are from the New International Version of the Bible

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Rest

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Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. – Matthew 11:28-30 (NIV)

Ah yes… it’s one of those “let go and let God” verses. It takes on a new meaning when we learn to rest and let Him work on our behalf. We need to trust God in all our circumstances and wait expectantly for the peace that follows.

I think sometimes we pray for God to help us, to lead us, and then we walk away trying to do things on our own just as we did before we went to the Father. We need to rest in knowing He is in control even if it’s not an instant answer.

I read once in a daily devotional book by Susie Larson that God doesn’t make things nice, He makes things new. How right she is. Thank you, Susie, I needed to read that.

Resting in God is the key to letting Him do what He has planned. Don’t take the burden back up and carry it around with you when you have left it with the Father.

Father, thank you that when I’m weary and burdened down with circumstances in life I can come to you in prayer and lean on you. Help me to rest in you knowing you will make all things new. Amen

© Chrissy Siggee  2019

Scripture Verses used are from the New International Version of the Bible

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Beyond the Veil

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Nothing appeared real. I embraced the moment and took in the scene before me. Was this the beginning, or the end? It didn’t seem to matter. I felt at peace.

I was surrounded in a mysterious whiteness. There was a curious sensation of weightlessness like drifting on a summer cloud. I heard singing. I heard music, and beyond the sheer white veil before me, hands stretched out to me.

‘Come’, a voice called.

I reached out and separated the white from white. ‘Who are you?’ I whispered.

‘Come,’ the voice called again. It was a gentle voice, yet powerful and alluring.

I drifted through the mist and looked around. The image lingered. ‘Lord?’

Again, I heard His voice. ‘Come.’ This time the image approached; hands still outstretched. Our fingers touched.

‘Come, my child. I love you, and I have plans for you.’

‘Lord, show me your will for me. I’m lost without you. I’m lost in my confusion. Show me what I need to do. Tell me how to cope. I need you Lord.’

‘Take my hand and trust me. Your heart is troubled my child. Why do you doubt? Your confusion will melt away; just like this vision. Only trust and obey. Go back. I have made you for a purpose, and this has not yet been fulfilled.’

In an instant the white veil appeared before me again. We had turned full circle. The white on white image of my Lord blended slowly into the mist. ‘I will trust you’, I whispered into the air. The veil parted. I stepped out and drifted away.

My eyes were heavy and the sound of muffled voices invaded the peace. Something forced my left eye open and a bright light flashed.

‘Sally. Sally. Can you hear me?’ The voice became clearer. ‘I’m Doctor Sherman. Can you squeeze my hand?’

I squeezed his hand.

‘Good girl. You scared us there for a while,’ the doctor responded.

‘Where am I? What happened?’

I squinted at the torchlight in my right eye.

A nurse checked my pulse. You’re in hospital. ‘It’s been a long night. We thought we had lost you. Where have you been?’

Where have I been indeed, I thought. But instead I asked, ‘How did I get here?’

Doctor Sherman sat on the side of the bed. ‘You collapsed in your garden. Your daughter found you. She wasn’t sure how long you had been unconscious. She called 000, and here you are. It was a minor heart attack but tests have shown little damage. We don’t believe it was serious. We’ll run some more tests today and get a Cardiologist to visit you when we have the final results. You should be right to go home tomorrow if everything is okay.’

I stared at the doctor and then at the nurse. I wasn’t even sure how long I was staring. ‘Can I see my daughter, please?’ I finally asked.

A few moments later Sheena, my precious only daughter, stood beside the bed holding my hand. ‘You scared me half to death Mum.’

‘I’m sorry and I’m sorry too that I haven’t been the kind of mother I should be. I…’

‘It’s not you that needs to apologize. You were right. John is bad news. Our relationship was wrong. Can I please come home? I need you to help me get back on track’. Sheena lowered her head and sobbed.

‘Sheena, I love you and always will. I think we have some work to do on our relationship, and I have a feeling we won’t be doing it on our own.’

Sheena looked into my eyes. Tears ran down her face and tilted her head. ‘Who?’

Tears stung my eyes. ‘Let’s talk about it when we get home. In the meantime, I need some sleep. Please stay. I’d like to have you here after my tests.’ Holding Sheena’s hand in mine, I closed my eyes to seek a glimpse of white on white beyond the veil. Thank you Lord.

 © Chrissy Siggee 2019

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Spring Has Sprung on the Farm.

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It’s been a busy week in the garden since returning from a 12 day road trip. On our return I set about trimming back the tomato vines that had taken over. These cherry tomatos are the ones that fell off while I trimmed and pruned, or were clutching the remnants of the pruned vines. If they ripen I plan to cook up some home made spaghetti sauce.

Once the vines were contained, we were able to see just how many tomatoes were still growing in bunches and what else was ready to harvest.

I’ve been the garden every day since we returned home. Our neighbour, who kindly watered while we were away, did a great job. We didn’t lose a single plant and he had fresh vegetables every day as did the neighbours.

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Prayer

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Matthew 7:7 tells us to: “Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.”

1 John 5:14–15 says: “And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask anything according to his will, he heareth us: and if we know that he hear us, whatsoever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of him.”

Matthew 6:6 also tells us: “But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret, and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.’

Prayer has to be my favourite topic and many related verses come freely. Prayer is an important part of my life and I wouldn’t survive without it. My months of pain in 2017 brought me closer to the Father than I could ever believe possible. Prayer had a remarkable impact on my healing and recovery, and on those who prayed and believed with me.

Through prayer, we have direct access to the throne room of God the Father, the almighty and living God. We can take anything to God in prayer and He hears us. Sometimes we need to wait for answers and sometimes his answer is no, but He does answer. Whether it is a prayer for healing, finances, or salvation of a loved one, whatever the need, we ought to be diligent in our prayer requests.

Whatever is on your heart right now, tell Him. God already knows your need but we need to tell him what’s on our hearts and also give thanks for His answer, even before he gives it.

Father, you are my rock and my salvation. I hand all my circumstances over to you. Teach me how to pray. Give me the desire to draw closer to you so I may give all things over to you, believing your will and plan will be fulfilled in your perfect timing. Amen.

© Chrissy Siggee First written 2013

Scripture Verses used are from the New International Version of the Bible

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Rhythm of an Evening Song

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Crickets chant and shadows dance
Moonbeams peek through distant trees
Where birds sing in hypnotic trance
that seems to echo beyond the seas.

Clouds drift by, and stars shine
Leaves rustle with the evening breeze
Bringing peaceful charm to God’s design
and tames the night owl with new ease.

Creation sleeps and nature rests…
Summer’s fragrance fills the air,
In His presence, I am blessed
to end the day with evening prayer.

© Chrissy Siggee

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My Prayer for Today

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Help me to hear you

In the wind and the rain

In the peace of the garden

And the sounds of the birds.

Help me to feel you

In the darkest of nights

In the midst of my sorrow

Through the depth of my pain.

Help me to find you

In the truth of your Word

In my daily walk with you

And in times of great joy.

Help me to see you

In the freshness of dawn

In the midst of every day

Until the sun goes down.

Chrissy Siggee

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Hope

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Psalm 31:24 – Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the LORD.

Colossians 1:5 – For the hope which is laid up for you in heaven, whereof ye heard before in the word of the truth of the gospel; which has come to you.

Do you ever feel like giving up? Do your circumstances weigh you down? Being a Christian doesn’t mean life is going to be easy nor does it mean that nothing will go wrong. We all live in the same world as we did before our salvation, but now we have hope to overcome and look forward to better things to come. Overcome may be an old fashion word but it needs to be used more often. – 1 John 5:4 says: For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. (KJV)

To live in hope gives new meaning to all situations, and believing is the key to hope. Nothing is impossible with God. Nothing is too big. Even in your darkest hour, don’t give up hope. God is bigger than any of your struggles and he watches over you every moment of your lives. He will never leave you and will bring you into that place of restoration and healing. Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ and hang on to the hope you can have in him.

Father, teach me to trust you in every circumstance that threatens to engulf me. Help me to believe in a better tomorrow and the hope that you have to offer. Show me how to be strong in your Word and live in hope through the promises you have given to me. All of my ambitions hopes and dreams, I give to you. Amen

 © Chrissy Siggee

Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible

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Keeper of My Lighthouse

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Keeper of my lighthouse, please –
Shine in me today.
Standing firm on God, my Rock,
May I never stray.

‘I Am the solid Rock on which you stand.’

Clouds of fear impair my sight –
Casting doubt upon the source.
Trying hard to do what’s right,
Help me stay on course.

‘I will always be there to light your way.’

Keeper of my lighthouse, I know
that You are in control.
Lead me from this gloom of night
Compass for my soul.

‘I will steer thee beyond your darkest night.’

Like a ship off course I wander
Upon a darkened reef.
Lord, steer me safely yonder
and bring me back from grief.

‘I will lead if you will only follow.’

Keeper of my lighthouse –
You bathe me in Your light.
Your radiance makes straight my path
and shines with all Your might.

‘I will never leave thee nor forsake thee.’

Through this storm of dreadful pain –
Waves consume my life.
Bring me through my tempest strain—
Lead me from this strife.

‘I will guide thee through every storm of life.’

Keeper of my lighthouse, come!
Let Your bright light shine,
Casting doubts and fears away—
Save this life of mine.

‘Child, I Am the Keeper of your lighthouse.’

 
© Chrissy Siggee

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No Miracle Cure (a re-write)

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What came naturally is no more
and now I need to find my way.
Chronic illness stole my life
and left me in this place.

I can’t explain fatigue and pain
nor even how I feel.
I'm just needing time to rest –
Rest enough to be restored.

Is there any kind of normal?
I’ll be needing hope there is.
All I need is understanding - 
In the meantime, let me heal.

My inner strength is hard to find
on days I cannot fight alone.
And to those who say do this do that –
There is no miracle cure.

If by chance you read this far,
I really need your support and prayers.
Thank you, friend, it's what I need
To get me through the months ahead.

Chrissy Siggee - September 2025

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No Miracle Cure

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What came naturally is no longer
and now I’m finding my way.
Chronic illness steals your life from you
and replaces it with pain.

I can’t explain this pain and fatigue;
friends and family drift away.
It’s just days on end of finding rest –
Rest enough to be restored.

Is there some kind of normality?
I’m needing hope that there is.
It will simply take time, lots of time.
In the meantime, let me heal.

My inner courage is hard to find
on days where all strength is gone.
And to those who say do this do that –
There is no miracle cure.

© Chrissy Siggee – September 2025

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Joy

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Isaiah 55:12 says: “For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.”

I love this verse. It’s full of hope. The delight I feel when I’m in His presence bathes my soul with the joy of the Lord and brings an overwhelming transformation to my spirit. To worship the Father takes me into another realm of emotional joy and into His throne room of prayer. Even when sadness touches my life, when pain is always near, or when a friend or family member is hurting, His presence always brings joy back into my spirit.

Isaiah 51:11 says: “Therefore the redeemed of the LORD shall return, and come with singing unto Zion, and everlasting joy shall be upon their head: they shall obtain gladness and joy, and sorrow and mourning shall flee away.”

Praise God, I often feel like singing and I can’t get enough of His presence that comes with the joy that He gives me. But, even when I don’t feel like singing or praising God, He can give me back that joy. When sadness threatens to overtake me, I can still go out in joy and be led forth in peace, giving thanks in all circumstances; he does replace my sadness and grief with the joy of the Lord.

Let your week be filled with the joy of the Lord.

Father, we thank you for the joy that only you can give us. Help us to praise you in the good times and the bad so we may know your joy in all things. We may not feel like singing but help us give thanks in all circumstances. Amen

© Chrissy Siggee

First Published 2009

Scripture Verses used are from the King James Version of the Bible
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