Wednesday, November 26, 2008

The Awakening of Adonis by John William Waterhouse




"You're the reason I believe in love,

And you're the answer to my prayers from up above,

All we need is just the two of us,

My dreams came true because of you!"

~~Shania Twain~~

Ophelia by the Pond by John William Waterhouse
"You're still the one I run to,
The one that I belong to,
You're still the one I want for life,
You're still the one that I love,
The only one I dreamed of,
You're still the one I kiss goodnight."
~~Shania Twain~~
Imagine this is me by you.

Hola bloggers! I wish everyone a....
Happy Thanksgiving Day!
Season's greetings02 by you.
God bless you all!
Yours,
Ophelia

Monday, November 17, 2008


A Voice from Hell

Oh, why am I here in this place of unrest
When others have entered the land of the blest?
God's way of salvation was preached unto men;
I heard it and heard it, again and again.

Why did I not listen and turn from my sin
And open my heart and let Jesus come in?
For vain earthly pleasures my soul did I sell
The way I had chosen has brought me to hell.

I wish I were dreaming, but ah, it is true.
The way to be saved I had heard and I knew;
My time on the earth, oh, so quickly fled by,
How little I thought of the day I would die.

When God's Holy Spirit was pleading with me,
I hardened my heart and I turned from His plea.
The way that was sinful, the path that was wide,
I chose and I walked till the time that I died.

Eternally now, I must dwell in this place.
If I from my memory could but erase
The thoughts of my past which are haunting me so.
Oh, where is a refuge to which I can go?

This torture and suff'ring, how long can I stand?
For Satan and demons this only was planned.
God's refuge is Jesus, the One that I spurned;
He offered salvation, but from Him I turned.

My brothers and sisters I wish I could warn.
Far better 'twould be if I had not been born.
The price I must pay is too horrid to tell
My life without God led directly to Hell.

Oh, soul without Christ, will these words be your cry?
God's Word so declares it that all men must die.
From hell and its terrors, Oh, flee while you may!
So, come to the Saviour; He'll save you today!

—Oscar C. Eliason~~
Note: The Author promise he is not in hell...lol! Thanks to Mr. Eliason for this poem.

Ophelia in red frame by you.

Hola Bloggers! My sincere gratitude to all bloggers who sent me messages. I treasure all your messages in my heart (God bless you) and thanks also to the visitors and regular readers of my blogs here on Google Blogger. Have a blessed week ahead bloggers! And I am Ophelia sharing with you this thought...

"We all profess that we are bound for heaven, immortality, and glory: but is it any evidence that we really design it if all our thoughts are consumed about the trifles of this world, which we must leave behind us, and have only occasional thoughts of things above? "


—John Owen ~~

God bless us all!

Sincerely,

Ophelia


Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Little Ophelia
Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Sometimes it feels like this world's gone crazy
Grandpa, take me back to yesterday
When the line between right and wrong
Didn't seem so easy
Lovers really fall in love to stay
Stand beside each other come what may
Promise is really something people get
Not just something they would say
Families really bowed their heads to pray
Daddies really never go away
Oh, grandpa tell me 'bout the good old days
Grandpa, everything is changing fast
We call progress but I just don't know
And grandpa, let's wander back into the past
And paint me the picture of long ago.
Lovers really fall in love to stay
Stand beside each other come what may
Promise is really something people get
Not just something they would say
Families really bowed their heads to pray
Daddies really never go away
Oh, grandpa tell me 'bout the good old days.
~~The Judds (Naomi and Wynona)~~
Hola bloggers! Yes, sometimes when we feel disappointed about the fast-paced
life we lead today we tend to wander back into the mellow past and remember the way
things used to be... or we just sit beside our grandparents and ask them about the good
old days. I can still remember when I did this with my grandfather...I could see how his eyes
lightened up remembering the precious past he cherished all his life. Nowadays, most often
we become disappointed with the negative effects of a permissive society but let's not
fret because life is still beautiful to live if we put everything in the right perspective.
When we give the Lord our time, our talents, and our life, we will be able to view everything
that comes as being directed by His hand. Each moment of each day will be seen as ordained
by His grace. So let's follow Him like the thread folows the needle because the closer we follow the Lord, the clearer we see His leading.
Have a great and blessed day bloggers!
Sincerely,
Ophelia