harmonious balance

The only thing I love more than being affected, is affecting others.
It comes down to sharing our stories, our gifts, our blessings and our challenges.
Listening to others, learning and growing.
Doing your best and then simply letting go.

peace & God bless
tom j deters

Contact: tomjdeters@gmail.com

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Sunday Morning - “When will it be okay?”

When will it be okay?

When will it be okay to go outside and play?

 

When will the scary things go away?

Is there a worry free life, can anyone say?

 

When will the test begin, when will it end?

When will the lesson be learned, when will I transcend?

 

I’ve given all I can and I have no more to give.

I just want to be happy and choose the life I live.

 

The fear, the clouds, the rain on a rainy day,

All make me sad and the not knowing which way…

 

I am suppose to go, the path I am to follow.

There is no road in sight just the place where I wallow.

 

I just want to feel good, feel joy, feel peace.

For the cross to be lifted, for the pain to cease.

 

I pray my best is good enough on any given day,

And if it is not, that I can let it go anyway…

- tjd

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permalink Sunday Morning - “Reflection…” When she looks in the mirror, whom does she see? What once was and what never again shall be… She awakens to her cross that gets heavier each and everyday, Mobility decreasing, and yet to me she’s stronger in every way. The path she’s walked, no one would choose, A true test of oneself would be to walk in her shoes. If only for a day, how clarity would return, Knowing and believing we are blessed is all we’d yearn. In her moment of truth, does she reflect, does she wonder why? Or is she in that place of peace, lets it go all with one simple sigh… Answers unknown, but the one truth I never shall forget, She knew she was blessed and there was no sign of regret… It was clear that she was chosen to carry that cross for all to see, But what would we learn and to what degree? Would we be better people or would we soon forget to remember, Until one icy lonely day in the middle of our December… More than most, so many questions and I know not why, Whenever I think of her, I thank God she’s in my life and try not to cry… To my sister… - tjd

Sunday Morning - “Reflection…”

When she looks in the mirror, whom does she see?

What once was and what never again shall be…

She awakens to her cross that gets heavier each and everyday,

Mobility decreasing, and yet to me she’s stronger in every way.

The path she’s walked, no one would choose,

A true test of oneself would be to walk in her shoes.

If only for a day, how clarity would return,

Knowing and believing we are blessed is all we’d yearn.

In her moment of truth, does she reflect, does she wonder why?

Or is she in that place of peace, lets it go all with one simple sigh…

Answers unknown, but the one truth I never shall forget,

She knew she was blessed and there was no sign of regret…

It was clear that she was chosen to carry that cross for all to see,

But what would we learn and to what degree?

Would we be better people or would we soon forget to remember,

Until one icy lonely day in the middle of our December…

More than most, so many questions and I know not why,

Whenever I think of her, I thank God she’s in my life and try not to cry…

To my sister…

- tjd

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permalink Let us remember “Tis the season” So let us not forget the reason… Why we are all here, To overcome and persevere… Through our doubts and our fears, To maintain the fight against our tears… For the path He has laid down before you, Is blessed and allows us to live our life anew… So, believe in His love and walk with warmth in your heart, Because the “One” above, from you, is never apart… Remember on this very special day, To let Him know, take a moment and simply pray… Celebrate with Him, all that He has bestowed upon us, Believing in Him and walking by faith is definitely a plus… To be kind, forgiving and live a life of love, For what He wants for us, is truly undreamed of… - tjd

Let us remember “Tis the season”

So let us not forget the reason…

Why we are all here,

To overcome and persevere…

Through our doubts and our fears,

To maintain the fight against our tears…

For the path He has laid down before you,

Is blessed and allows us to live our life anew…

So, believe in His love and walk with warmth in your heart,

Because the “One” above, from you, is never apart…

Remember on this very special day,

To let Him know, take a moment and simply pray…

Celebrate with Him, all that He has bestowed upon us,

Believing in Him and walking by faith is definitely a plus…

To be kind, forgiving and live a life of love,

For what He wants for us, is truly undreamed of…

- tjd

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“To Walk by Faith…”

To walk by faith & not by sight,

Even if, at the end of the tunnel, there is no light…

To move forward, endure & persevere,

Wishing the answers to your questions were here…

Feeling alone & not knowing which way to turn,

A quiet mind, a peaceful heart is what you yearn…

It is natural to not have the answers & to be afraid,

We are imperfect & of the flesh we are made…

So fear not, this too shall pass,

And all your hopes & dreams, you shall surpass…

Walking by faith is what He wants for us,

By not worrying, we show that in Him we trust…

Step by step, one day at a time, it shall all be ok,

And when it gets tough, all you have to do is pray…

- tjd

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sunday morning message - “Getting Old…”

As I write, tears fall down my cheek,

I am a man and I feel a need to speak…

I fight everyday to be proud and walk like a man,

Will there come a day when I find it hard to simply stand…

Will I still be fighting the fight,

When getting older is all that is in sight…

Will those that see me, see the man I am,

Will the days that unfold, have a bearing on my plan…

If the end that I fear is closer than I know,

How should I live today, can I still learn and grow…

I want to protect, provide and walk proud,

What if the voice inside contradicts and is way too loud…

Can I continue this path, knowing I will become weak,

If I cannot, then different answers I must seek…

When I am there and look back,

What will I have and what will I lack…

Before the race is done,

I must know where I need to run…

To accept failure is not a choice,

But whatever happens, will I listen to the voice…

That lies inside, that lies ahead,

Before I wake I pray that the path, I may be led…

For those I love, I pretend to be strong and brave,

Simply, because I place my fears down deep in a cave…

I roar like a lion to protect and provide,

Yet the real me at times, looks to hide…

The future’s based upon the past that I live,

Who I am, who I’ll be and what I have to give…

- tjd

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sunday morning message - “A Choice…”

It is not what you see that matters. What matters is what you are looking for.

Can you see the light at the end of the tunnel, the good that lie in store?

Our worries do nothing for us. They are simply wasted energy.

They will not have a positive impact on who, you want to be…

We do not know what lies ahead, the challenges we may face.

We do owe it to ourselves to put the little things, in their place.

We often learn how short life is, truly no guarantees.

Staying focused, love and relationships, will instill your legacy.

God did not promise a life that was easy nor without test.

He gave us direction and free will to simply do our best,

And He’ll love us enough to forgive the rest…

- tj deters

Focus on your blessings today.

Hug someone you love.

Think of one thing you are thankful for.

Do one thing that makes you smile today.

Tell someone that you love them today.

Remember to forgive yourself.

- tjd

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sunday morning message - “Nine Eleven”

This past Friday I couldn’t help but be reminded of the great loss we all shared 8 years ago. I wrote this on that day & decided to share it with you, this morning…

In memory of loved ones lost on “Nine –Eleven”,

Peace of mind knowing they now rest in heaven.

We shall never forget and always remember,

The tragic loss we shared on the 11th of September.

I pray for all those whose hearts are heavy today,

Have faith that we shall all be reunited one day.

Nothing can replace the emptiness we feel,

What happened so long ago still seems so surreal.

Moving forward and simply doing our best,

Focusing on what we have, knowing we are blessed.

To live, breathe and walk each day is all that we ask,

Easier stated, harder to apply is this simple task.

Deem yourself worthy of this effort each and everyday,

For all that you cannot handle, close your eyes and pray.

- tj deters

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permalink Woke up with a mission; to make “me” smile. In my jeep I went to take photographs for a while. It would move me in a positive way, make me feel complete. Sometimes it may take a little effort to rid yourself of defeat. The peace, the quiet, the magic of Sunday morning, Filled with colored rays of light, morning dew; beauty without warning. It wasn’t long before the cloud in my mind had lifted. The sun was shinning, I was close to God, my perspective had shifted… - tj deters Photo: “Small World” by tom j deters

Woke up with a mission; to make “me” smile.

In my jeep I went to take photographs for a while.

It would move me in a positive way, make me feel complete.

Sometimes it may take a little effort to rid yourself of defeat.

The peace, the quiet, the magic of Sunday morning,

Filled with colored rays of light, morning dew; beauty without warning.

It wasn’t long before the cloud in my mind had lifted.

The sun was shinning, I was close to God, my perspective had shifted…

- tj deters

Photo: “Small World” by tom j deters

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