I wish I could be grateful
For every fallen tear
And accept my trials
Without a trace of fear.
But what would life be
Without the love notes sent
From heaven’s gilded gates
And written by His pen.
- Cathryne Allen
(Art by Chris Brazelton)
I wish I could be grateful
For every fallen tear
And accept my trials
Without a trace of fear.
But what would life be
Without the love notes sent
From heaven’s gilded gates
And written by His pen.
- Cathryne Allen
(Art by Chris Brazelton)
The
winds of tribulation scatter my hopes,
Like
feathers they lift to the sky.
They
find You there
ever
waiting to answer my pleas;
To
restore that which is lost,
To
renew that which is broken.
I
stand amazed at Your love, Your care:
Your
everlasting token.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Remain in Love by Chris Brazelton)
I bent my knee today to Thee,
And You listened very carefully.
My heart split open,
And You could see
One still worthy of her destiny.
I marvelled how quick
You wiped my slate so clean
And so gently said to me:
I understand your mortal suffering,
I met you in Gethsemane.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Restored in Faith by Chris Brazelton)
You
warned me there would be mountains to climb
But
promised there would be resting spots along the way;
You
warned me of the subtle pitfalls
And
how deep and wide the waters I would wade.
But
you promised me Your hand in mine
Every
minute of the day
And
that You would meet me at the finish line
When
I had conquered what there was to pay.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Walk by Faith by Chris Brazelton)
I wish I could see
Every step of my way
To the very last.
I wish I knew if treasures
Await me in the very end
That would outshine my past.
I wish I knew
If I endured to the end,
I’d be happy with all I have done;
If it would be enough
To live eternally with
God’s Beloved Son.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Spring of Life by Chris Brazelton)
I look to Thee to lift me up
When into the depths of sorrow
I sink and comfort cannot find;
I look to Thee to lift me up
When nothing makes sense
In my troubled finite mind.
I look to Thee to lift me up
When forsaken I happen to be;
I look to Thee to lift me up
When trials seek to swallow me.
I will look to Thee to lift me up
When farewell I have to say,
Lift me up with tender mercies
Thou art the light, the truth and the way.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: The Light of the World by Mindi Oaten)
Each day I lift more and more,
On wings of faith
I fly to God I know.
In realms of splendour
I will find my home of old
And return to Him
Who has missed me so.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Artist Unknown)