Caught up in Me

In a moment of grief when all words lose their meaning.
And all that you loved can't stay though your clinging.
And emptiness fills like the floods of a river.
Tears stop running and all that's left is a shiver.
Then out of the darkness a voice comes so near.
So softly it speaks and you can hardly hear.
But you know the words you've heard them before.
Then the Loving one calls as He stands in that door.
Pleading you ask, "Can I not enter in?"
"Can't I just peak" is Your beckon to Him.
Smiling He offers a tender, powerful touch.
Oh How you Love Him,
but you Miss her so much.
"Just one look"..But He gives you a No.
The Tears begin falling in a bitter, salty flow.
Then He bends down and Whispers your name.
"And says my dear Mother, this is the reason I came".
This same door that I came to knock,
she answered and welcomed me, I am Who she sought.
So as she waits on this glory side,
know I am with her, as with me she abides.
And though you cannot even look in,
Know she is happy and surrounded by friends.
One day this door, will open for you.
And all that you believed will be confirmed in My Truth.
As sight replaces Faith and you bow at my feet.
You won't even see her because you'll be Caught up in me.
But then one day, as you are walking that street.
you'll hear her voice and you'll run to meet.
She in her Perfection and you in yours.
Laughing and rejoicing over all that's in store.
Not long dear mother. And you will see.
That though you miss your baby,
she is caught up,
in Me.

Little Girl

Little girl with dreams in her eyes,

how did you know I needed you?

Perfectly you fit into my heart,

as I look into those seas of blue.

A gift of love, pure unbridled joy.

Not matched or compared by any

I praise the one who gave me you

just blessed to be in your company.

You sing your own song

and write your own words.

You talk to the sky and

whisper to birds.

You lead your sister

in parades of comedy,

for the love sick I feel

there will be no remedy.

Life is good and so I say

Thank you for being with me.

I hope you know you do and always,

make me very happy.

Best Friend- not everyone gets a best friend who gives you more than you can hope to give back.....

I don't think you get just how much I care, or really how deeply our friendship goes.
Sometimes I don't quite get it, so I am sure no one really knows.
So I have to think back, long before I knew you, to who I used to be.
And when I look in that mirror is when I truly am able to see.
Inward I looked and walked through my days.
The memories of that life are somewhat a haze.

I spent most my time reflecting on everything "me".
Blind to this world I just couldn't see.
Then one day our worlds collided just right.
The first time I met you, man what a sight!
Who could have known what was happening then.
A stranger and mom was becoming my friend.

In pride I was looking for all I could give and do
for this young mom who's faith was so new.
But I had forgotten all I had learned.
And your love for others made me yearn...

Yearn to be more than what I had been.
Yearn to give myself more as a friend.
Yearn to learn what true sacrifice meant.
Yearn to be more like the One that was sent.

If I go a day or two or three and forget to say.
how much my life changed on that hot summer day.
You're the best friend God has ever given to me,
If BFF is possible, then I hope we will be.

What Will You Do God?

Oh the pain that cripples,
even the strongest of men.
Silencing voices of faith
Breaking hearts again and again.
The why’s of life that stop us
From understanding your hand.
That cause us to question your love
And answers we demand.

But oh the love you offer,
You pour out lavishly.
Unnoticed because of our hurt,
That floods us as we weep.
Judging you in our weakness,
The enemy cheers for our defeat.
Not acknowledging a Savior
who agonizes and intercedes.

Father you do not turn your back,
Or wish us to feel this way.
But your glory is supreme
Over all that fills our day.
The one thing we deserved is death.
But you give us so much more.
To worship you alone,
That is what we are here for.

So what about this pain.
What will you do with it God.
How will you show so many
That your word is not a Fraud.
Be supernatural in this pain.
It’s hard for them to breathe.
Show yourself as loving,
Please Lord intercede.

I Wonder

As you laid beside him and felt his heart beat slowing. Did he feel this world slipping and heaven coming. I wonder did he know?

As you held his hand, were the fingers of God intertwining with his. Could you feel the presence of Heaven, his bliss?

When you kissed him goodbye was he saying "hello"? Did you happen to brush the face of Jesus as he took his first embrace, as you kissed his face?

I wonder. Did you feel His hand on your shoulder or his tears on your head? did you feel Him lying next to you as you held Joshi in that bed?

I hope. Do you sense him now. As the room is silent. No monitors or knocks at the door.

As you smell and hold what's left. Do you feel His hand on your hair as he wispers "I know".

Proverbs 31 Woman

She rises up early and hits the ground running.
With sleep in her eyes, she's somehow still stunning.
Hair in a knot she grabs for the Word.
Hoping for solitude before the first sound is heard.

Just a few verses and a quick passionate prayer,
she braces the day as she cast all her care,
At the feet of a Father who knew she would come
rise to sit at his throne long before the sun.

Earlier than normal the house begins to stir.
As padding feet and voices coming to find her.
She says her amens and rises to serve
the family God gave and promised in his Word.

Embracing her calling as a gift not a chore.
She runs to embrace little ones she adores.
Knowing the days will sometimes consumer her
she'll find her stregth in the one who made her.

Fearlessly Feminine and strong in all ways.
She'll find fullfillment at the end of each day.
As she finishes the same way it began,
praying on her knees,
she's a Proverbs 31 Woman.

Hope

Tonight as she sleeps in the midst of her pain. She'll think she is dreaming and call out his name. Reaching for comfort, his pillow she'll touch, missing a husband that loved her so much. She'll rub her belly as she dreams of yesterday. Wishing, hoping, will this pain fade away?
Whys and what ifs roll through her mind, searching for answers she's desperate to find.
Laying back on her pillow she quietly weeps, asking the Father for comfort she seeks.
When out of the darkness a small voice is heard. Speaking in whispers but not saying a word.
Lips on her ears and a hand to her soul, tears begin streaming that she can't control.
A visit from Heaven delivering peace. reminds her of love that no one can cease.
"He's with me, beside me, in all of My glory. You'd b able to rest if you knew the whole story. He's seen My face and the fullness of Me. He's experienced Perfect and what it's meant to be Free. I know you miss him, and can't understand. I know you are hurting and can't see my hand. Just let me comfort and write your new story. Until you can join him on My side of Glory."
Her eyes opened to morning's first light, was that a dream that got her through the night? She moves herself to the end of the bed. As flashes of heaven begin to dance in her head. She closes her eyes and feels a breath on her cheek. And a voice deep inside says "I'm the Answer you seek".

Life

She rubs her belly and knows what will be.
soon her heart and arms will fill with glee.
Too long she's waited, and missed new born breath.
tomorrow she'll be reminded of tears she once wept.
But this time with hope and a joy she'll soon know,
of watching a child born healthy and grow.
Not forgetting what she lost but reminded each day,
by this little life that's going to stay.
A son, now a daughter, this mother is healing.
By signs of life and mysteries revealing.

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Hope

Hope springs alive and unexpectedly so.
Finding no answers but not needing to know.
Seeing the Hand of an almighty Creator.
Putting my faith in a passionate Savior.

Standing alone on the Promise He's given.
Trusting the words that daily I live in.
Knowing tomorrow a miracle comes.
Today I am hoping and no longer undone.

Undone

Afraid of an answer I don't want to hear.
Grasping for faith as I wade through this fear.
Hoping for Hope when no voice can be heard.
Looking for reasons as I cling to your Word.

Knowing your Good and not questioning your Love.
Searching for life in your free flowing blood.
Aching so bad that it's hurting to breathe.
Understanding the prayer that made the Savior bleed.

Such deep exploration of the Father's plan,
Completely a mystery to the heart of this woman.
But beautifully perfect and I know it will be,
as His will is orchestrated all around me.

As I look down this road that may indeed lay.
I ask you Lord to please make a new way.
The Pain in this path is too much to bear,
though I know it won't take us out of your care.

I Love you Oh Lord, though my heart is breaking.
Be the God that your are in the pain we are facing.
Heal if you will, but do what you must.
In you sweet Jesus, we have put all our trust.

Sowing

Kneeling on my knees, the tears are freely falling.
Listening intensely, to the Father as he's calling.
Calling me to sow my tears inside His precious Word.
Trying to remember all the guidance that I have heard.
Plowing in the ground, I dig deep into His soil.
Knowing He is there, to comfort as I toil.
The ground is cracked and dried, but the moisture now is pooling.
Softening in my hands, my spirit is renewing.
I'll bury here my sorrow, and watch to see what grows.
Trusting in the Father, and knowing that He knows.
What life will spring from this terrible mourning?
It's Joy that will come, and it will come in the morning.

I wish for you

When I see you at the bottom, of a very darkened hole.

And understand the peace I have is something you do not know.

I wish for you to have my heart for just a little glimpse

of all that God and done for me, and the love I have for Him

How nothing that has crossed my path, has killed the fire in me.

For I live without shackles since the Savior set me free.

I am not immune to pain or hurt or loss of any kind.

But the trust I have in any plan is something I did not find.

He came to me, He longed for me, He had a plan from the start.

It was not by chance the day I found the will, to ask Him in my heart.

So when I see a hurting soul, lost and without vision.

I ask the Lord to give me the words, to use His perfect Wisdom.

So you can see what I can see, a life worth living for His Glory.

I wish for you to know the Father and my redemption story.

Looking Forward

As I sit here and I wander, what God could have in store.
I tremble and I trust, and hope for so much more.
I know my God is able to do more than I ask.
Hoping both my faith and strength will really, truly last.
I am looking forward to answers, looking forward to peace.
I am looking forward to knowing that all this fear will cease.
I am looking forward to turning and then looking behind
and seeing all that God has done and the joy that I will find.

Just the Right size

So little to hold but large in her heart.
Momma trusted you Jesus, right from the start.
Two little Angels, fighting to grow.
How this would all end only Jesus could know.
But now she can look back and see what God has done,
and now she looks forward to years of love and fun.
Preemies at first, now strong and alive!
God's perfect creation, they are just the right size.

Aunt Ann

As she closed her eyes in slumber, to the only world she knew.
she dreamed of final, lasting peace- and only thought of you.
Tired from the journey, she took her resting place.
knowing the next time she opened her eyes,
she'd see you Face to Face.
Resting in sweet assurance, fighting for life no more.
She passed through Gates of Splendor
and said:
"This is what I have been waiting for."

Isaac Would have been one Today

How does a mom, who has never known hurt,
Never felt your heart ache and never known your loss,
Sympathize?
How do I reach out, where do we meet. How do we connect?

The Cross…


I cannot understand your pain, or even go there briefly.
I have never lost a child or even felt your grief.

My life has been a series of blessings, not deserving more than you.
I am realizing things may change and there is nothing for me to do.

The roads of our life were carved in Grace, before the world was made.
And the life we have, though sometimes hard, none of us would trade.

The portion that was given to me, is vapor in my hand.
Quickly life is falling through, now more than ever, I understand.

Often I have sat with others and could do no more than weep.
Hoping we could wrap our minds around a pain much too great to keep.

I know you do not know me, but we have been one place together.
The Throne of God is our common ground, and will be now and forever.

We could have easily met at the Cross, you would have seemed familiar.
For it’s at that spot we are the same and our burdens are much lighter.

I see my daughter in the face of your precious little baby.
Knowing all well I will get to see her grow into a sweet young lady.

So I do not presume to feel the full grasp of the pain that you will suffer.
But I do have your heart, for I am too a mother.

Wishing I could take it away, will not move this mountain.
But taking you to the throne, I leave you at a fountain.

That precious fountain filled with blood, spills not just for sins forgiven
But gives the grace that you will need, until you meet him in Heaven.

I also leave you with a Father, who truly knows your pain.
Though willingly he gave His Son, His hurt is just the same.

This mother prays for you today, tomorrow and years to come.
Until you get to worship the Father,
Who is taking care of your son.

In Christ,
Tammy Pulsifer

God's Intention

More than just a birthday, we celebrate here.
More than just a baby, or a new child to rear.
More than just memories, to fill up her mind.
More than just hope, but fullfillment she'll find.
A promise of life, from a bleak situation.
Long nights of praying, and tears of frustration.
An offer of family, to love, to adore.
To smell new born breath, who could ask for much more?
We welcome you babe, you are more than a son.
You're a promise, a smile, you're a victory won.
More than a life, you're a divine intervention.
More than a child, you're God's perfect intention.

Elizabeth

I look at her and suddenly I understand in a whole new way. And often I am left breathless when I hold her in my day.
How can such a beautiful child belong to one like me?
I cannot grasp how a love like this could cost nothing, but be free.
Freely she was placed inside my longing, motherly arms.
Freely she has won me over with all her innocent charms.
I do not know the woman I was before this little girl.
I no longer want the life I lived, now that she is in this world.
I'd give everything I have inside and out of me.
that one day she will comprehend and see what I can see.
That perfection is not what I want or hope to ever gain.
But that she would grow in grace and beauty, and experience little pain.
And so because of this little life, I see from my Heavenly Father.
A love I never knew I had, now that I am a Mother.

(I found this in a box today. I wrote it right after Elizabeth was born. I was so overwhelmed by the love I felt for her. And suddenly I loved my Heavenly Father in a whole new way.)

Baby Boy

Little boy, you just don’t even know.
How much you are loved, even now as your grow.
There’s no way to express, the feelings we share
As we think of your face, your eyes, your hair.
What a day it will be as you’re held the first time,
I will love you as if you were one of mine.
So now we pray for those doors to swing wide,
For paths to be straight, for decisions God will guide.
The best for your life we pray and we seek,
For the Lord to get glory in the strong and the week.
So sweet little boy all you need to do,
Is grow and be happy as we wait for you.

Enter In With Me

A moment of silence in praise or request,
Vunerable or broken,
If I'm not at my best...

Enter in with me.

Loud and confounded, here to raise my voice,
humbled and broken,
asking for quidance with a choice....

Enter in with me.

Seeking an answer,
quietly pleading,
speaking a name, often interceding...

Enter in with me.

Just to be in his holy presence,
daily I'm coming,
seeking repentance...

Enter in with me.

Boldly, confident, renewed every day,
Come in, never leave the same way...

Enter in with me.