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Sunday, 5 December 2010

A Dedication To Godson Aidan from Godpa

Dearest Godson Aidan,

One day when you're old enough to read this, I pray you will appreciate how much you are a blessing to Thatha's (Granpa's) and Patti's (Grandma's), Papa Jacob, Mummy Pam, Akka Allison & Abraham Annan, to Godma Evelyn and especially to me.

You have been an inspiration for your fight and for the way you have brought families close together. You are truly a Godsend, Godson! You are most definitely fearfully and wonderfully made by God! I praise and thank Him for you.. and I dedicate this poem to you, as we journey together through life.. until we are face to face with our Maker..

I love you Aidan Darling, with all my heart and you are constantly on my mind and my heart and in prayer...

Godpa Anand x

Through The Storms

I did not know His love before,
the way I know it now.
I could not see my need for Him,
my pride would not allow.
I had it all, without a care,
the "Self-sufficient" lie.
My path was smooth, my sea was still,
not a cloud was in my sky.

I thought I knew His love for me,
I thought I'd seen His grace,
I thought I did not need to grow,
I thought I'd found my place.
But then the way grew rough and dark,
the storm clouds quickly rolled;
The waves began to rock my ship,
My anchor would not hold.

The ship that I had built myself
was made of foolish pride.
It fell apart and left me bare,
with nowhere else to hide.
I had no strength or faith to face
the trials that lay ahead.
And so I simply prayed to Him
and bowed my weary head.

His loving arms enveloped me,
and then He helped me stand.
He said, "You still must face this storm,
but I will hold your hand."
So through the dark and lonely night,
He guided me through pain.
I could not see the light of day
or when the storm would wane.

Yet through the aches and endless
tears, my faith began to grow.
I could not see it at the time,
but my light began to glow.
I saw God's love in brand new light,
His grace and mercy, too.
For only when all self was gone
could Jesus' love shine through.

It was not easy in the storm,
I sometimes wondered, "Why?"
At times I thought, "I can't go on."
I'd hurt, and doubt, and cry.
But Jesus never left my side,
He guided me each day.
Through the pain, strife, and flood,
He helped me all the way.

And now I see as never before
how great His love can be.
How in my weakness He is strong,
how Jesus cares for me!
He worked it all out for my good,
although the way was rough.
He only sent what I could bear,
and then He cried, "Enough!"

He raised His hand and said, "Be still!"
He made the storm clouds cease.
He opened up the gates of joy
and flooded me with peace.
I see His face now clearer still,
I felt His presence strong.
I found anew His faithfulness,
He never did me wrong.

Now I know more storms will come,
but only for my good.
For pain and tears have helped me grow
as naught else ever could.

I still have so much more to learn
as Jesus works in me;
If in the storm I'll love Him more,
that's where I want to be.