God gave this poem when my Grandmother died. It helped me in my sorrow. He gives me so
many poems to ease pain, strive , worry and sorrows in my life. I wanted to share these
special moments that I have had with Him. I am not a perfect Christian, I Love my Lord and
Savior very much. He has helped me in so many ways and so many losses in my life. I have
been through many lost, close loveones. They were so special to me. But, he blessed me by
letting them be part of my life, and for them loving me just the way I am. I am nothing
special or great, and I don’t want to be. I have everything in life I need, when the Lord
touched my left shoulder about 24 years ago. I have been a very hard person for My Lord to
try and teach. I still have so much I want to learn. You see I was just as low as anyone else
that still lives in sin. I still have some of the things I would like to change. But, step by step
the Lord is trying to teach me. I have to pray a lot, because I am not the best student.
God Bless each person that reads these. I can not write poetry. The poems you see were given
to me from God. I don’t know how, but they were given to me to help me heal my pains,
hurts, and sorrows. They were given in times of troubles.
I am a person that has been through grief, mental brake down, failures, losses, turmoil, and
disappointments. I am just like anyone else. I’m only human.
I will continue with some more poems. Thanks for letting me share this message about me.
"IN MEMORY OF MY VERY SPECIAL GRANDMOTHER"
The gentle breeze that touches my hair
The sunshine on a spring day
All remind me of your Love
That touches me in a special way
A light summer shower that fills the air
The flowers that bloom everywhere
All remind me of your love
That carries thru, even from above
I picked a daisy small and blue
It so reminded me of you
That daisy bloomed just for you
The pure loveliness was as true
The Love you gave to all around
Is in the air, the trees, and ground
The Love so pure, true and great
Was here for all from day to day
That Love still shines, though you are gone
It’s in our hearts where it belongs
So soft, so sweet, so kind and free
We’ll miss your smile, your warm embrace
There will be no one to take your place
The Love you gave was a special gift
Now that is all we have left.
By: Glanda Oden February 23, 1992
"My brother was a very smart and wonderful person. He was a collage professor. Very smart!
He also had a special gift of Love for his family. I thank God that he was my brother. He died
of cancer at the age of 45. I still miss him. This next poem God gave me when we found out
that my brother had cancer to help me in the pain, maybe it will help someone else’s pain."
"AT MY JOURNEY’S END"
All alone in the valley I knelt
with no one to feel what I felt
Then my Lord heard my plea
and He gently answered me.
He said, child, I’m right here beside you
I hear your cry, I know your pain, I understand
just keep your eyes upon me
and I’ll lead you to that promised land.
So I keep my eyes on my Savior
He is leading me today
and when I fall or stumble
He lifts me and clears my way.
He carries me in my weakness
He lifts my heavy loads
I know I’m a troublesome soldier
struggling on Calvery’s road.
The journey at last is ending
and I’m reaching canaan’s land
There I can sing with the angels
and join their happy band.
No more pain, no sorrows
Up there no more toll or strife
Just rejoicing and praising
in that wonderful eternal life.
By: Glenda Oden @ 1985
"Everyone at some time get a feeling that someone else may be judging them. I had that
feeling so great and the Lord gave me this:"
"JUDGE NOT
Judge not, for as you judge
so shall you be judged
Though you may sting me
with your words
and scorn me to shame
I shall not judge you
because I know not your heart.
You may be hurting or
in great grief or pain
Deep inside yu may not
mean to hurt me
So if I judge you wrong
then when I am hurting or in pain
and sting with words or deeds
I will be judged the way
that I have judged you.
By: Glenda Oden
"I often get in some kind of confussion and don’t know what to do. But I remember wanting to
be better so bad that the Lord gave me this:"