A MOTHER’S LOVE

Come all my little children
with your wounds that are soul deep,
with bodies bruised and battered,
enough to make this mother weep.

All the damages that have been done
have left their marks within,
your innocence so often taken,
by the grievous, foulest sin.

The hands that should have shown but love,
in darkest moments caused great pain,
tongues that should have spoken words of love,
caused your tears to fall like rain.

I have a place of comfort
where your tears will ever cease,
all anxieties and tensions
soon all, will be released.

Come and cuddle up and rest
never more to part,
I will teach you how to love again,
In My Immaculate Heart.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 26, 1993

SILENCE IN THE STORM

There is a tempest brewing
confusion and disorder do abound,
on this planet that keeps spinning
with corruption, round and round.

There are many voices crying
their falsehoods to mankind,
minds tangled up with messages
and the blind leading the blind.

So lost, we search and stumble
on these paths that lead no where,
like lambs unto the slaughter
led by people who don’t care.

There is a place where we can go
where truth begins to form,
a place of peace and silence
in the eye, of life’s dark storm.

In silence we begin to hear
His Word, filling up our souls,
His breath blows away confusion
bringing love and peace untold.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 24, 1993

THE LOST SHEEP

Life’s roads have oft’ times led you
to walk where My light shone not,
on paths of murky darkness
all was Satan’s evil plot.

And though the distance that you placed
between yourself and Me,
you were always there, within My sight
full of patience I was for thee.

The time you spent so far from Me
no matter–days or years,
turn from the dark and call my name
there’s nothing you should fear.

I am the Loving Shepherd
you, the sheep once lost, now found,
you’re now a member of My flock
your life forever safe and sound.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 18, 1993

LIFE BATTLE

Put on all the armour needed
the mighty sword of God,
to fight life’s fiercest battle
in His service ever trod.

To raze the walls of darkness
of the only miscreant foe,
with the mighty horn of truth
just like the walls of Jericho.

Cut the chains of doubt and fear
that keep us from His light divine,
the light that binds us one and all
to His Victory, yours and mine.

Listen not to evil’s prodding
enticing, luring, to the flesh,
but to the loving, truthful, pleading
of The God of Righteousness.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 11, 1993

DRAW TO THE LIGHT

Come, all of you, my little lights
gather close, and draw from Me,
the fuel that makes you brighter
so, soon all the world will see.

A glow that fills the darkest places
that know not, and in their plight,
are searching, grasping, groping
the light not yet, within their sight.

I’m here, just ask, and I will be
there, ere the thought is through,
My light to yours, I’m touching
caressing, caring, mending you.

You’ll become a little beacon
go out and search for other lights,
together, you’ll burn brighter
very soon, there’ll be no night.

I’m drawing you, my little candles
ever closer to My light,
to burn forever for My Father
I am the Way, I am the Life.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 07, 1993

THE GIFT OF SOULS

No matter how I try to praise
when to the heavens my arms I raise,
my murmuring’s–inadequate
don’t seem to fill my need as yet.

You do so much for me in every way
how can one simple human ever repay,
for the wings of love that help me soar
creating desire for ever more.

The desire to give with heavenly zeal
what You ask me to give, so all may feel,
Your love joined to theirs kindling, a Holy Fire
lifting them out of darkness and mire.

Take my hands and use them, may they never show wrath
make my feet to walk only on Your path,
may my eyes never be blinded, to the needs of mankind
may my smile be Your smile, so all can find....

The reflection of Jesus in me, the least of His flock
the seed of faith planted, embedded in rock,
I know now, what I, must have as my goal
to do Your work and give You, The Gift of Souls.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 02, 1993