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Tuesday, June 25, 2013

The Wee Hours

 
 
It’s past three a.m. and I’m wide awake! It’s one of those middle of the night times when I don’t want to sleep. Why? Specifically, a Jerry Lee Lewis video called Last Man Standing. Singing with Jerry Lee is a whole array of older singers. Tom Jones, Solomon Burke, Kris Kristofferson, John Fogerty, Willie Nelson, Don Henley, Merle Haggard and a few others. There are a couple of younger ones like Norah Jones and Kid Rock, both of whom I like just fine, but it’s the older ones that really take me back.

The songs that some of these singers made famous are the songs I grew up on; they transport me to a special time in my life – a carefree interlude when I hovered between child and young adult. I can listen to this music over and over.

 And I do.

It’s somehow even better in the wee hours than in the light of day. I resent having to give it up and go to bed because I must be able to function tomorrow.

The daylight hours bore me. I struggle to get through the day and...
 
Come to life at night!



 

Sunday, May 5, 2013

How Many More?




It occurred to me this evening that life is very short. And very fragile. I've said it many times before but now, I'm feeling it deep down in my gut!

In the midst of a lovely family celebration, surrounded by people I love, I received news of the untimely death of a friend.

At first, I was stunned. I could hardly speak and what I finally said made no sense.

This man was only 56 years old - too young to die! He had a wife and family -  good reasons to live.

It just keeps happening! Seems our only social life consists of going to visitations and funerals.

I wonder how many more before it stops.  Or at least slows down.


Too often, Death brushes my sleeve as He hurries past.



Photograph by Peggy Hunter~


Wednesday, April 24, 2013

O' Ye of Little Faith


When days were full of dark despair
And no one else could see me through,
I couldn’t find you anywhere;
I needed You! I needed You! 

When I cried out in utter pain
And begged You to come rescue me,
The dark clouds only brought more rain;
Torrential as the raging sea. 

For days I lingered in this way
Devoid of warmth and love,
But then You sent a shining ray
Directly from above. 

“O’ye of little faith,” I heard
In soft familiar tones
“How can you doubt my loving word?
You never are alone! 

Now rest your weary soul, my dear
And in this state abide,
Lay down your burdens, do not fear
I’m always by your side!” 

               ©peggy toney horton~2013

 

 

Sunday, April 21, 2013

What I Love


Can’t paint a charming portrait
Or sing a lilting song
But I can tell you what I love
If you’d like to tag along. 

I love a cool crisp morning
When autumn comes around
The twinkling of an early frost
And leaves upon the ground.

An azure sky excites my senses,
A pumpkin wet with dew
A sunny, cloudless afternoon
A field of cornstalks, too.

When mountains are emblazoned
With colors warm and bright
Their splendor can’t be hidden
Even from the night.

As autumn leaves are falling
Each one a different shade
Who wouldn’t marvel at the sight
Our wondrous God has made 

It emerges early in October
This awe-inspiring view
I love it, oh, so very much
I hope you love it, too!

             © pth - 2012 
 

 
  

Thursday, January 31, 2013


O’ Ye of Little Faith
 

When days were full of dark despair
And no one else could see me through,
I couldn’t find You anywhere;
I needed You! I needed You!
 
When I cried out in utter pain
And begged You to come rescue me,
The dark clouds only brought more rain;
Torrential as the raging sea.
 
For days I lingered in this way
Devoid of warmth and love
But then You sent a shining ray
Directly from above!
 
"O’ ye of little faith," I heard
In soft familiar tones
"How can you doubt My Loving Word
You never are alone!
 
Now rest your weary soul, my dear
And in this state, abide
Lay down your burdens, do not fear
I’m always by your side!"

                           ©pth~2013