A Memorial May 30, 2011

While sitting in this deep dark hole
I write, Dear Mom and Dad,
Do not weep for me
But remember why I lay here now
Not alone but with other soldiers brave and strong
We fight for our country and way of life
We gladly lay down our lives
Often our sacrifice is with life and limb
Freedom is not free, it is bought with blood…
It’s with honor and pride we give our lives
And for freedom we have fought and died
Soldier next to soldier we march and fight
To protect our family and friends
Knowing the risk and the price we take may ultimately be our end
But with all my heart and soul I shout
“Onward women and men, who served our nation well
We will not surrender to the likes of them who storm the streets like Hell
For our way of life is precious and sacred, we fight for liberty
So on my tomb when you see those stripes you’ll be singing victory
Do not weep for me mom and dad…for I served as I was told
And soon you’ll see me heavenward strong, happy, and standing bold…
Our lives cut short, but with pride we salute, our Flag with gratitude,
In God we trust and will obey, we protected our humble home…
Promise me this, that you will remember to pray…
God bless the men and women who serve the U.S.A.
~Marla Shaw O’Neill

Little Ones

To the “little ones” the ones, most overlooked
They’re humble and meek, and persistent even when they are weak
They are the ones who work in silence
Doing what is right
Working and praying all through a starlit, chilling night…
These ‘little ones’ are stronger, more powerful, in love and deed
Not flowers mostly weeds…
Working without glory…their actions tell their story…
Louder than any shout
They are the ones who give their lives, most times doing without
They are the invisible ones; no one knows their name…
These “little ones” are watching, never asking for a reward
They live among us quietly; their hearts are for the Lord…
They are seen as the least in the kingdom
But great in God’s eyes are they
Not because of prestige, or fame, or wealth, they are the lowly ones
No pride, full of faith, no doubt
God gives favor to these “little ones”
No one sees their worth
But God knows them each by name; he called them from their birth…
And blessed them and said, the meek will inherit the earth…
These are the ones who pray, when no one is looking
These are the ones who stay to clean up long after the cooking…
They are workers, mothers, brothers, and sisters, teachers, janitors, laymen
Ignored by society…
They receive no notoriety
But God in heaven has written their names in His Hall of Fame.
“Little ones,” behold, they are loved more than anything…
If you want to be great in God’s kingdom,
Become one of His little ones.
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 25, 2018
Matthew 18:1-5 New International Version (NIV)
The Greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven
At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, “Who, then, is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”
He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.

A Reed Shaken by the Wind

A Reed Shaken in the Wind…
No reputation, no agenda
Except to make way for the Savior of the world…
A man crying in the wilderness
Repent and be baptized…
For one mightier than I, has come…!
Beheaded, he lay down his life…
Jesus asks…
What did you go out into the wilderness to see?
A reed shaken in the wind…?
A prince dressed in fine array…
Did you expect a prophet of the court, prophesying for pay?
He was a true prophet, preaching and showing the way.
John was not swayed by the pomp of men…
He was courageous, baptizer, he did not bend
He was not a reed shaken by the wind…
A new Elijah; family; friend…
Pointing to the one who could forgive sin…
No one greater would ever compare to this wilderness walker
Deliverance talker…nothing to gain except the approval of His God
He proclaimed…
Prepare ye the way of the Lord!
Did you hear? Did you listen?
No, you are…
Spoiled, unruly, children, complaining to your friends
We played your wedding songs but you did not dance…
So funeral songs were played, but you did not mourn…
Ungrateful…you wear your face of scorn…
Woe to you Bethsaida, woe to you Korazin! Remember Tyre and remember Sidon?
Repent and turn to God, but if you will not…
Then this will be your destiny…worse for you on Judgement day…
And Capernaum, no honor in heaven for you…it’s down to the place of the dead…instead.
Great miracles you’ve seen but they mean nothing…
What did you go out to see; a reed shaken in the wind?
John did not break and he did not bend…
God’s favor is poured upon the head of him…
His life greater than all of them…
He shouts…
MESSIAH HAS COME AND WILL COME AGAIN!
Listen, Jesus is praying…
He will come with a sword!
Look to the east, see the Lord…
Riding on the wind!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 25, 2018
Matthew 11:7-24 New Living Translation (NLT)
As John’s disciples were leaving, Jesus began talking about him to the crowds. “What kind of man did you go into the wilderness to see? Was he a weak reed, swayed by every breath of wind? Or were you expecting to see a man dressed in expensive clothes? No, people with expensive clothes live in palaces. Were you looking for a prophet? Yes, and he is more than a prophet. John is the man to whom the Scriptures refer when they say,
‘Look, I am sending my messenger ahead of you, and he will prepare your way before you.’
“I tell you the truth, of all who have ever lived, none is greater than John the Baptist. Yet even the least person in the Kingdom of Heaven is greater than he is! And from the time John the Baptist began preaching until now, the Kingdom of Heaven has been forcefully advancing, and violent people are attacking it. For before John came, all the prophets and the law of Moses looked forward to this present time. And if you are willing to accept what I say, he is Elijah, the one the prophets said would come. Anyone with ears to hear should listen and understand!
 “To what can I compare this generation? It is like children playing a game in the public square. They complain to their friends,
 ‘We played wedding songs, and you didn’t dance, so we played funeral songs, and you didn’t mourn.’
For John didn’t spend his time eating and drinking, and you say, ‘He’s possessed by a demon.’ The Son of Man, on the other hand, feasts and drinks, and you say, ‘He’s a glutton and a drunkard, and a friend of tax collectors and other sinners!’ But wisdom is shown to be right by its results.”
Judgment for the Unbelievers
Then Jesus began to denounce the towns where he had done so many of his miracles, because they hadn’t repented of their sins and turned to God. “What sorrow awaits you, Korazin and Bethsaida! For if the miracles I did in you had been done in wicked Tyre and Sidon, their people would have repented of their sins long ago, clothing themselves in burlap and throwing ashes on their heads to show their remorse. I tell you, Tyre and Sidon will be better off on judgment day than you.
 “And you people of Capernaum, will you be honored in heaven? No, you will go down to the place of the dead. For if the miracles I did for you had been done in wicked Sodom, it would still be here today. I tell you, even Sodom will be better off on judgment day than you.”

Are you thirsty?

Is your soul parched and dry…the heat of the sun causing cracks in the ground, no life in the hardened heart, because of dehydration? Is your mind racing, searching for something, wondering, but you don’t understand why?

You’re dizzy and numb, looking for truth but living lies? You’re so thirsty that your mouth is like the sand of the desert…the mirage of false hope keeps you staggering along the wayside? You struggle but nothing is real, you can’t even cry…
The grave looks good, so why even try?
Do you fill empty, and lost? Like quick-sand you’re in a bog, sucked down in unreachable places, where no one sees and no one cares, you’re in a dark, bottomless pit…
Alone in the night you cry and sit?
Wandering in the daylight, you wear a disguise which perfectly fits…
Your smile is plastic …you’re the jester, the clown; pretending on the outside, but inside you, frown?
The water of this world is polluted, it looks good, but you’re deluded…
Come with me, I’ll show you where the living waters flow…where you’ll never thirst again…I know of an artesian well, but it’s not a place…and you’ll want to dwell; forever in these waters…
There is a mighty, rushing river, where living waters flow, giving life along the river-banks and everywhere it goes…this river goes far and wide, beyond stars and moon into heaven’s skies…it floods the earth from north, south, east and west…bringing with it peace and rest…one drink from this river and you’ll never thirst again…dive into the river and let new life begin.
You see, Jesus is the river of life, he promised if you’d believe in him that rivers of living waters would flow, from your belly and even though…you may find it quite unusual, just open your heart and let them flow…you’ll never be the same, after drinking these waters in Jesus name…Jesus is standing, hear him proclaim… “COME TO ME AND DRINK…LET THE LIVING WATERS FLOW…
JUMP IN THE RIVER… IT WILL SATURATE YOUR SOUL…
I AM THE RIVER…BECAUSE OF ME YOU’LL KNOW…
Life, peace, purpose, light, kindness, fullness of joy and revealing sight…I am the river of life…”
If you are thirsty, come and drink the living water of Christ!
When you believe in Jesus and come to him and drink, he promises that Out of your belly…YOUR BELLY, will flow rivers of living water…touching, restoring, transforming, giving hope to other thirsty souls, who once just like you want to be made whole….in Jesus name, come and drink…
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 24, 2018
 A Definition of artesian well. 1 : a well in which water is under pressure; especially : one in which the water flows to the surface naturally. 2 : a deep well.
John 7:37-38 1599 Geneva Bible (GNV)
Now in the last and great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me, and drink.
He that believeth in me, as saith the Scripture, out of his belly shall flow rivers of water of life.

 

The Elder Ones

 
Here’s to all the elder ones…
The ones who’ve lived and seen
Life from long ago and now have become serene
We were once young and carefree…
Not worrying about a thing…
Traveling down the pathway of life
Future full and bright…
Youth was spent and now aged, we…
Cling to life as it goes gradually…
Beauty is vain; youth is fleeting; it never remains…
Time passes; moment by moment life has its gain…
Age comes at a snail’s pace, tic toc, tic toc
A look in the mirror, what a shock…
Hair fallen; what’s left turns to gray…
Teeth once white and straight have gone away…
Strong and vibrant, muscles taunt, physically and mentally fit…
Now shuffle along to quickly sit…
Here’s to the ones who have come and gone…they dance among the stars…
For soon the elder ones, they too, will take their leave and depart…
Live on, youth… and be all that you can be…
Make a difference in the life you’re given…
Be wiser, kinder, protectors of the earth…
Your birth is worth…
Giving while you’re living…
Tic Toc…goes the clock…
Too soon, you’ll be getting off at the last stop…
You never know when your time will be
Live in faith, and you will see
Age is a gift…we must treasure
The cycle of life can’t be measured
Life is perpetual…
But,
The clock is swift…
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 22, 2018
2 Corinthians 4:16-18 New Life Version (NLV)
Life Now—Life in Heaven
This is the reason we do not give up. Our human body is wearing out. But our spirits are getting stronger every day. The little troubles we suffer now for a short time are making us ready for the great things God is going to give us forever. We do not look at the things that can be seen. We look at the things that cannot be seen. The things that can be seen will come to an end. But the things that cannot be seen will last forever.
Psalm 92:12-14 New King James Version (NKJV)
The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree, He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. Those who are planted in the house of the Lord Shall flourish in the courts of our God. They shall still bear fruit in old age; They shall be fresh and flourishing,
Proverbs 17:6 New King James Version (NKJV) Children’s children are the crown of old men, And the glory of children is their father.
James 4:14 New King James Version (NKJV) whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
Psalm 71:9 New King James Version (NKJV) Do not cast me off in the time of old age; Do not forsake me when my strength fails.
Job 12:12 New King James Version (NKJV) Wisdom is with aged men, And with length of days, understanding.

Solitude

Come my beloved, come away with me…
It will not be easy; but you will see…
The place that I’ve carved out for you
Is a place called solitude…
Lord, all you give to me, I am grateful for and I agree
That if this place you are sending me, is to be a place, where others are freed
Then Lord, I am pleased to go, to this place of solitude
Where words of life are bestowed upon your sons and daughters, and all those who,
Need your love, more than they need air to breathe
Need your strength, let your joy be conceived
Need your hope, where in the battles they bleed
Need your peace, to lay down their worries, and there succeed
Draw me to your solitude…for that is where I’ll be found in you…
God, I surrender, let all I do…
Be done to glorify you…
Solitude is a place of quiet release…a place where we meet, face to face
A place of refreshing from the human race…
Thank you God for this place, called Solitude.
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 22, 2018
Song of Solomon 2:10 New King James Version (NKJV) My beloved spoke, and said to me: “Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away.
Luke 5:16 Amplified Bible (AMP) But Jesus Himself would often slip away to the wilderness and pray [in seclusion].
Matthew 14:23 New American Standard Bible (NASB) After He had sent the crowds away, He went up on the mountain by Himself to pray; and when it was evening, He was there alone.

The Art of Love

The art of Love is your design
There is only one…You’re one of a kind
God of creation…You created mankind…
In this world of brokenness
You offer us this…
Love, your love, divine…
Searching the sea, we’re lost and dying in misery
Struggling to hold on, we’re gripping an unraveling tapestry…
Where is love found…?
Not in the addiction of drunkenness…
Not in the flesh of sinfulness…
Not in the perverted games, played…
Illusions delude the mind and leave the body to decay…
No, you will not find Love in these…
God, is, love…
Three tiny words spoken, but have you heard?
One way, one truth, one life
His, is, the only way…
Each stoke of the artist’s brush…
Each detail, skillfully composed, not rushed
Paints the masterpiece waiting to be revealed…
Your heart, filled, by the artist of love…
His!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 21, 2018
Ephesians 2:10 Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB) For we are His creation, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared ahead of time so that we should walk in them.

The Other Side of Grace…

On one side of grace, I hid and turned my face.
Without hope, I walked in despair…
Critical, angry; deceived, lies, I’d wear.
Bitterness, loneliness, and depression set in
I’ll never forgive what they did to me…
Oh no, they’ll never win just wait and see…
I’ll hold onto unforgiveness, hidden deep inside
No one will ever hurt me again; I have my pride…
Tormented soul both day and night…no rest, no sleep, I’d cry and cry…
My grief, hidden like a secret that I’d never tell…
Existing like this is a living hell…
They deserve to be punished for what they’ve said and done…
The only thing is, they don’t even care…
I’m caught in their evil spell,
A web spun, holding me, in a deep, dark, well…
I cannot sit, or stand, I must run…and run…and run…
The cycle never ends.
But then~
Turning I see a bright illuminated light…
I hear a message taught…
Forgiveness takes you to the other side of grace…
It releases healing oil, which vanquishes disgrace.
A gift that sets you free…
God’s grace poured out for me.
From a hill called Mt. Calvary…
Accepting the gift, I must give it away.
Then freedom is won, and the battle done…
Grace reveals the lies and deceit…grace will show you the Prince of Peace
Grace is free and grace is given when you open your heart, you will be forgiven…
When you’re forgiven, give it away, to the ones who have hurt you, and then you can say…I’ve come to the other side of grace…I’ve looked full in Jesus’ loving face…and what I see is His amazing grace…
Jesus paid the cost for this gift of Grace.
For you and for me it is now totally free, so give it away…
Forgive, and be forgiven by His grace today…
On the other side of grace, you’ll find wholeness, love, peace, joy, and unspeakable, undeniable, unexplainable, but oh so obtainable grace, when you forgive, you are forgiven…
Go to the other side of grace…it is enough, it is always enough…and nothing and no one can ever take that away…
Grace is God’s gift to you…
His unmerited favor, you can’t earn it, you can’t buy it, you can’t sell it, you can’t create it, but you can accept it…
Grace, amazing grace!
Take the gift and walk to the other side…
Give it away and it will come back to you a hundred-fold!
What will your answer be…?
Will you forgive, to be set free…?
See in the distance the narrow bridge…
On this side of grace is a pit of regret
The other side of grace is freedom without debt.
Take the gift and be embraced…
By God’s amazing, healing, grace…
You’ll never know what love waits.
Until you forgive, and let go of hate…
Come to My Throne of Grace…
~Your loving Papa God…
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 20, 2018
James 4:6 New King James Version (NKJV) But He gives more grace. Therefore He says: “God resists the proud, But gives grace to the humble.”
2 Corinthians 8:7 New King James Version (NKJV) But as you abound in everything—in faith, in speech, in knowledge, in all diligence, and in your love for us—see that you abound in this grace also.
Hebrews 4:16 New King James Version (NKJV) Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

Is There No Balm in Gilead

 

Is there no balm in Gilead?
Is there no priest or prophet to tend the wounds…?
Filling hospitals and cemeteries’…
An epidemic, clouds of doom…
Sin, sickness of the soul
Rebellion, disobedience, disease
Spiritual deaths, untold…
While Nations streets, lay in waste
Do not delay; I implore you, make haste…
There is a balm in Gilead
A remedy to make men whole…
The balm applied by repentance
In righteousness you will behold…
The blood of Jesus poured from His veins
The balsam tree lives, and forever remains
It will heal your tortured soul…
Life and health cannot be bought or sold…
More precious than rubies, more refined than gold
Jesus is the balm of Gilead…
The Oil of Joy, it can, be had…
Will you apply this balm today?
Or will you harden your heart and walk away?
Would you see generations decay?
Because pride will not let you obey
Wars, Cancer, heart disease, diabetes, mental illness, demons,
All trying to kill us…
But
There is a Priest, a Prophet, who comes to heal the soul of man…
Over two-thousand years ago with this command…
Whosoever will, believe, and will not doubt…
Humbly repent, be delivered, set free
Apply the balm from Gilead’s balsam tree
Wounds healed, you’ll surely see
Righteousness restored to thee…
Blessings of the balsam tree
It’s not the balm that you must seek
But Jesus Christ and His love for thee…
Come humbly, come freely, let his balm wash over your soul and see…
Healing, peace, comfort, grace, guidance, a transformed life eternally…
The Holy breath is wooing you…apply the Balm of Gilead!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 18, 2018
Jeremiah 8:22 King James Version (KJV) Is there no balm in Gilead; is there no physician there? why then is not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?
Matthew Henry’s Concise Commentary
Jeremiah 8:14-22 At length they begin to see the hand of God lifted up. And when God appears against us, everything that is against us appears formidable. As salvation only can be found in the Lord, so the present moment should be seized. Is there no medicine proper for a sick and dying kingdom? Is there no skillful, faithful hand to apply the medicine? Yes, God is able to help and to heal them. If sinners die of their wounds, their blood is upon their own heads. The blood of Christ is balm in Gilead, his Spirit is the Physician there, all-sufficient; so that the people may be healed, but will not. Thus men die unpardoned and unchanged, for they will not come to Christ to be saved.
Cambridge Bible for Schools and Colleges
  1. 22. balm] For balsam (balm) as a product of Gilead, see Genesis 37:25 and cp. Genesis 43:11; Ezekiel 27:17. As, however, some doubt has been thrown on Gilead as a place producing balsam, it has been suggested (so Pe.) that the meaning is mastic tree resin, which was obtained there.
Gilead] a mountainous part of Palestine, east of the Jordan, south of Bashan, and north of Moab.

 

Show Me Your Glory…

 

God, show me your glory and do not hide from me…
For without your presence, I cannot breathe…
Your breath, your life is all I seek…
God, show me your glory…I am lowly and meek…
I’ve heard your voice in the burning bush…
I’ve seen your cloud at day
I’ve watched your fire burn bright at night,
Hearing me when I pray…
More of you is all I ask, I’ll give more of me
And complete the task…
Let me see your glory and bask…
In Your presence God, is all I ask…
Open your eyes child, and you will see,
You do not know what you ask of me…
My face you cannot see…
But I will pass by, and my hand will shield thee
The back of me, I will allow you to see…
I love whom I love, and I give mercy, to whom I give mercy
Favor and grace I bestow upon thee…
Granted, my glory, you will surely see…
My presence is with you intimately…
Look at the mountains and see the stars…
Oceans and fields near and far…
A baby’s breath and a tender tree…
This is my glory…
Man and woman…I created these…
Sun and moon and galaxies…
Child, walk by faith and not by sight
My glory is here to give you light…
Here the sound of the whippoorwill
As you sit in the cleft of the rock…
Wait patiently, and be still…
My glory will…
Be seen by thee!
Just as you see the sun, rise…
My glory is, My, Son-rise!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 17, 2018
Moses said, “Show me Your glory”
Exodus 33:18-23 New King James Version (NKJV) And he said, “Please, show me Your glory.” Then He said, “I will make all My goodness pass before you, and I will proclaim the name of the Lord before you. I will be gracious to whom I will be gracious, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion.” But He said, “You cannot see My face; for no man shall see Me, and live.” And the Lord said, “Here is a place by Me, and you shall stand on the rock. So it shall be, while My glory passes by, that I will put you in the cleft of the rock, and will cover you with My hand while I pass by. Then I will take away My hand, and you shall see My back; but My face shall not be seen.”