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Words Cannot Express

Words cannot express

Photograph courtesy of Martin Watson

Words cannot express how I feel sometimes…

“I feel as if my life had grown more outward when I can express it.”  Henry David Thoreau

Words Cannot Express

Words cannot express how I feel sometimes.

Human emotions are so complex; they are difficult to define.

What seems to be the cause of so much joy one moment,

can cause heart-wrenching anguish the next.

How does one formulate that kind of flux into words?

Words cannot express what is missing from my heart sometimes.

Those times when I know there should be  something there,

but I can’t quite put my finger on what it is!

How does one explain what is unknown even to herself?

Words cannot express what I want to say sometimes.

They just don’t even scratch the surface of what’s going on inside of me.

How does one verbalize a pain so deep that it almost disappears because it’s unbearable?

Or when I’ve finally figured it out and my feet seem hardly to touch the ground;

how does one harness that energy long enough to translate to the world how fantastic it is?

Words cannot express who I truly am sometimes.

I am uniquely “me” just as God created me to be.

So do I really need to express myself in words? Is that even possible?

The answer has to be “no,” for words cannot fully express me…

but watch closely and you’ll know me by my actions…by how I live my life.

Felecia R. Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com

“…it’s like I’ve crossed the proverbial line.  I’m not sure where I am going…all I know is that it is someplace deeper.”  Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

Peace and love,

Felecia

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Speaking – What’s in a word?

Speaking

“In the Conservatory,” c. 1875-78, James-Jacques-Joseph Tissot. Image from a page of the 2013 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

Speaking – What’s in a word?

Speaking has a way of expressing things untold.

Words relayed softly, or in a way that is sharply bold.

No matter what is spoken, no matter why or how,

Speaking to others is what I’d like to be doing right now!

Talking, conversing, stating, uttering, expressing, communicating…

What’s in this word for you?   If you can tell me, please do!

Speaking has become one of my favorite things to do these days.  Living alone has made me realize that expressing myself by speaking to others is not something to be taken for granted.  Although my little dog and I have certainly developed a language that allows us to communicate quite well with each other, conversing with another human being is something that I crave daily.  From sharing the little things that have happened on any given day of the week, to confiding my inner most feelings; speaking and being listened to by others is something that I’ve come to treasure.  I suppose the thing I enjoy the most about it, it is that speaking, listening, and responding to what others say to me makes me feel connected…isn’t it interesting how the human voice has the ability to do that?

May you reach out and speak to others, and by connecting with them, perhaps you’ll make their day a little brighter.

Peace and love,

Felecia

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Something About Being a Mother

Something about being a mother

This photograph captures what I tried to express in my poem below, “There’s Something About Being a Mother.” Pictured here is first-time mom Jennifer Spangler and her adorable baby girl, Lilli.

There is something about being a mother, that inseparable bond…between mother and child.

“Mother, the ribbons of your love are woven around my heart.”  Author Unknown

Something About Being a Mother

There is something about being a mother,

her love for her child creates an inseparable bond.

She sees every action, hears every word, she senses every thought.

Her love has no boundaries that her child can go beyond.

There is something about being a mother,

you have to experience being one to know…

how difficult, how wonderful, how caring for the needs of another,

can give you the strength to go to depths you otherwise would not go.

There is something about being a mother,

she gives all that she can for her precious child.

She teaches, she admonishes, she points to the best way to go.

No matter if she’s disappointed; her love is still tender and mild.

There is something about being a mother,

it is a privilege not every woman has known.

The awesome responsibility, the heartache, the joy.

She is like a beautiful blossom, that grows from a seed deeply sown.

Poem by Felecia R. Weber 2015, Onthewingofadove.com; photograph courtesy of Ian Spangler (Lilli’s proud daddy!)

My best wishes to all mothers, for a very Happy Mother’s Day!

Peace and love,

Felecia

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On A Journey

On a journey

Photograph courtesy of David Brown

On a journey…On a journey, here I go.  I don’t have a plan, but I am going, this I know.

“It wasn’t long before Jonathan Gull was off by himself again, far out to sea, hungry, happy, learning.”  Richard Bach (Jonathan Livingston Seagull)

On A  Journey

On a journey, here I go,

I don’t have a plan, but I am going, this I know.

I think I’ll travel far, so I’ll be gone for a while.

Wherever I end up, I intend to enjoy every mile.

On a journey, I may walk on land, I may sail on the sea.

No matter how I get there, this journey is one …just for me.

Felecia R. Weber 2015, Onthewingofadove.com

Do you ever feel like just getting away?  Just packing a bag and heading off on a road with no particular destination in mind…just as long as it is someplace else.  Sometimes when I cannot physically get away, I close my eyes and let my mind take me down a road, along a trail, or even traversing the waves of the wide open sea. No matter where or how far my thoughts allow me to travel to, I always make my way back home…and you know whatI have found?  Home is sometimes the best destination I can ever wish to get to.

Peace and love,

Felecia

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My Pal Paxton!

My pal Paxton

Meet Paxton! My cousin, Robyn McDonald’s spunky little Miniature Schnauzer. Read on to see how he keeps her on her toes!

My Pal Paxton!  You are definitely one of a kind.  In you, a special little guy I certainly did find!

My Pal Paxton!

My Pal Paxton.

My pal PaxtonFrom the day you became mine,

our journey has been simply divine!

My pal PaxtonOf course, there are times when you get carried away.

You surely keep me entertained both night and day!

My pal PaxtonNo matter the weather, you’re always ready to play.

My pal PaxtonAs for my alma mater, you’re their biggest fan on the big game day!

My pal PaxtonMy pal PaxtonMy pal Paxton,

You are definitely one of a kind.

In you a special little guy I certainly did find!

Poem by Felecia R, Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com; photographs courtesy of Robyn McDonald

My pal Paxton“Calling all dog lovers!”

If you have a four-legged furry friend that you’d like to have featured in a poem on my blog, email your cutest pictures and a short bio to me, Felecia at frosew04@gmail.com.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Peace,

Felecia

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When I Am Thirsty

When I Am Thirsty

“Christ and the Woman of Samaria Among Ruins (Detail),” Rembrandt (Rembrandt Van Rijn). Image from a page of the 2013 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

When I am thirsty and my soul is dry; it seems all I can do is question “why?”…

“‘Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst.  Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.'” John 4:13-14

When I Am Thirsty

(a poem about spiritual thirst)

When I am thirsty and my soul is dry,

it seems all I can do is question “why?”

Surrounding me there is an endless stream,

but sometimes, it seems only to be a dream.

When I am thirsty, I feel frail and weak;

I become so parched, I can hardly speak.

So what is it that will thoroughly quench my thirst?

Quickly, please tell me so that I may seek it out first!

When I am thirsty, isn’t there anything I can give?

For without sustaining  water I surely cannot live.

To me that water is like the blood running through my veins.

Without it, a shriveled up shell of me is all that remains.

When I am thirsty I long to be filled to overflowing;

an abundant supply that will help  to keep me growing.

When my soul is ready for God’s will to me to show;

Only then does His true life giving water flow.

Felecia R. Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com

Being thirsty happens on both physical and spiritual levels.  It is generally easy to satisfy physical thirst.  Drinking the proper amount of water helps to keep our bodies functioning optimally.  But how can we quench our spiritual thirst?  As depicted in the illustration above, the woman at the well asked Jesus, “Where can you get this living water?”  In time, she realized that her answer was there right before her eyes…and He is here for us too, ready to fill us eternally.

May you seek out and find the oasis of “living water” that God has prepared for you today, and may it continuously fill your heart so abundantly that your soul will never be thirsty again.

Peace and love,

Felecia

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In His Will

In His Will

“Magnolias and Irises (Detail),” c. 1908, Louis Comfort Tiffany. Image from the 2015 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

In His will…when there, I am at peace.  With my arms opened wide…I await His blessings to release.

“Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.  Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of the heart.”  Psalm 37:3-4

In His Will

In His will,

A place that I long to be.

It’s not a thing that I can touch;

nor with my eyes can I see.

In His will,

When there, I am at peace.

With my arms opened wide…

I await His blessings to release.

In His will,

Not just for a day or an hour.

No, it will take more than a lifetime,

to experience the depth of His power.

In His will,

It’s the only thing that is true.

Nothing on earth can compare,

to the glorious things He can do.

Felecia R. Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com

Discerning God’s will for our lives requires us to trust Him enough that He knows what is the absolute best for us and to relinquish control of our desires to Him.  To trust Him is to know Him.

“You will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”  John 8:32

Do you know the freedom of trusting in Him?

Peace and love,

Felecia

 

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You and Me, We Will Always Be

You and Me, We Will Always Be

Photograph of my great-nephew Easton, (a.k.a. “Mr. Cutie Pie”), and friend, courtesy of my sister-in-law, Jennifer Hall

You and me, we will always be…even those times when we’re apart…because we’re connected heart to heart.

“The Lord God said, ‘It is not good for man to be alone…'” Genesis 2:18

This Bible verse solidifies exactly how I feel about sharing my life with others…and that is good! When I spend time with someone I love and care about, it is as if that period of time transcends everything else in the world.  Being in a close relationship, be it platonic or romantic, has a way of connecting one person to another.  Whether they are physically together or apart; it is a bond that is inseparable no matter what.

You and Me, We Will Always Be

You and me, we will always be,

even those times when we’re apart.

The miles between us do not matter at all,

because we’re connected heart to heart.

You and me, we will always be,

you are my buddy, my pal, my friend.

I am here when you need me, and when you don’t;

I’ll be with you from the beginning to the end.

You and me, we will always be,

I can’t imagine ever being without you.

We’ve seen each other through thick and thin;

indeed, I am your comrade through and through.

Felecia R. Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com

Peace and love,

Felecia

 

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