Welcome to Ginny's Place

Hi, my name is Ginny, and I am a senior Senior, which means only that I have been around for a very long time.  Physiologically I suppose I am aging properly, but mentally I seem to be dragging my feet.  I can't quite get the hang of this growing up and getting old thing. However, I am having a better time in my life right now than I have ever had before.  Presently I live alone, which I believe has enabled me to write most of my poetry.  I feel I could not do that with someone else around, because notions can strike me at peculiar times of the day or night.  I also think being by myself so much has allowed me closer and more frequent communication with God.  While I joined the church at 18 years of age, just this past March 1999 I rededicated myself to my God and the Christian life.  Most all of my poetry has been written since then, and I feel it is my way of witnessing for the Lord. I also feel that God is directing my writing, because I have never written this way before in my life.  I seem to be writing fast and furiously now, because I don't know how long God will let me keep and use this gift, and I also have many dry years to make up for.  I want to extend my thank you and love to my new friend, Amelia Anne, who has given generously of her time and talents to set up this site for me.  I also wish to express my gratitude and love to my dear friend, Beverly Padgett of Tennessee, without whom none of this poetry would have ever occurred, for she truly unlocked my heart and my mind.  Another dear friend, Penny Parker of Colorado, showed me that age does not matter - that the world can still be my oyster.  The Lord has richly blessed me with these dear Christian friends, plus many others, and I humbly thank Him for allowing me to be so fulfilled at this stage of my life. I am pleased that I am allowed to share some of my poetry with you, and I hope you will enjoy your visit. 

 GOD'S WORDS

This morning I awakened,
With a poem inside my head,
Where did my verses come from?
Was it something that God said?

Then, I began to wonder,
How do thoughts originate?
Do they really come from God?
Is He saying, "GO - CREATE!"

Then I question who am I?
Why would God have chosen me?
Such arrogance is shameful,
Forgive my vanity.

Why would a sinner such as I,
Be given holy words to write?
"That God works in mysterious ways,"
Clearly does not give me rights.

True, I speak fine words of love,
Of Spirit, God, and Christ,
Of forgiveness and repentance,
And Salvation's costly price.

But if I insist on my own theme,
The words simply will not flow,
I have to wait for God to lead,
And show me where to go.

I thank you God, for waking me,
With special words inside my head,
I write them down as best I can,
Because they're clearly what you said.
by Ginny

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