The Cowgirl's Poetic Journey

DO YOU THINK THE HOLY SPIRIT WOULD WANT TO LIVE INSIDE OF YOU

2010-02-25T07:06:00.000-08:00

Verse:

When you are born again.

And invite the Holy Spirit

To come on in.

And live inside of you,

Watching over all you do.

He knows the way you live,

If you take .. or if you give,

To others who are in need,

Helping them to believe.

Chorus:

Do you think the Holy Spirit,

would want to live inside of you?

Are you a happy person,

or complain the whole day through.

Do you show love to your fellowman,

And give whatever and whenever you can.

Do you think the Holy Spirit,

Would be proud or be ashamed.

Verse:

Remember what He said,

"If you want to be forgiven,

you must forgive."

Don't let the sun go down,

Without a smile to replace a frown.

Take a page out of His good Book,

Live the way you promised Jesus

On the day you took

A walk with Him in the Garden

Thanking Him for the price He paid

To make a home for you in Heaven.

Chorus:

Do you think the Holy Spirit

Would want to live inside of you?

Are you a happy person,

Or complain the whole day through.

Do you show love to your fellowman

And give whatever and whenever you can.

Do you think the Holy Spirit,

Would be proud or be ashamed?

Think about it ...

Would He be proud ....

Or would He be ashamed.

Gerti M. Blackwell

2009-12-05T08:38:00.000-08:00

BORN TO BE

Chorus:
When you walk
Through the valley

You won't have to walk alone.

Jesus will be there

Watching from His Throne.

He will meet you

On your journey,

Where He'll take you by the hand,

And lead you to the Promised Land.

To all my loved ones

Please don't cry for me.

I'll be with my Lord and Savior,

Where I was born to be.

VERSE:
I can smell the sweet fragrance

Of every flower ever made.

And hear the sweet sound of melodies

In my heart they do invade.

If I had a choice

To go or stay right here.

I'll be waiting there

For all the ones I hold so dear.

CHORUS:

When you walk

Through the valley

You won't have to walk alone.

Jesus will be there

Watching from His Throne.

He will meet you

On your journey,

Where He'll take you by the hand,

And lead you to the Promised Land.

To all my loved ones

Please don't cry for me.

I'll be with my Lord and Savior,

Where I was born to be.

To all my loved ones

Please don't cry for me.

I'll be with my Lord and Savior,

Where I was born to be

Born to be ... Born to be ...

Born to beeeeeeee!!!

Lyrics, Vocals, Melody and Music

Gerti M. Blackwell

2009-11-01T11:31:00.000-08:00

When your heart is shattered
Lying in pieces on the floor
It really doesn't matter
If anyone else knows .. Jesus knows.

When you're face down at the alter
Hurting deep down to your core
There's One Who knows that kind of sorrow ...
Jesus knows.

Jesus knows when you are weary
Jesus knows the load you bear
He wants to be the One you lean on
When life seems unjust .. unfair.
He'll give you hope for a bright tomorrow
And see you through those highs and lows
If you'll just put your trust in Jesus
Cause Jesus knows.

Jesus knows when you are weary
Jesus knows the load you bear
He wants to be the One you lean on
When life seems unjust .. unfair.
He'll give you hope for a bright tomorrow
And see you through those highs and lows
If you'll just put your trust in Jesus
Cause Jesus knows.

If you'll just put your faith and trust in Jesus
Cause Jesus knows.

Vocals: Country Three
Gerti M. Blackwell
Patricia A. Moore
Judy L. Wilson

Melody and Keyboard: Gerti M. Blackwell

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2009-10-14T19:29:00.001-07:00

SEASONS

2009-09-11T11:09:00.001-07:00

Whenever I see the sun’s rays
Peeking through the clouds,
It fills my heart with gladness
And makes me want to laugh out loud.

In the heat of the Summer,
When nothing’s stirring in the air.
Lying in the shade of an old Oak tree,
I enjoy the stillness there.

Taking a walk through the quiet woods,
On a crisp, clear Autumn day.
Feeling the leaves crunch beneath my feet
Makes me want to kneel and pray.

Then Winter rears it’s ugly head
And all the trees are bare.
Looking out the window at the sky,
Makes my mind wander up there.

When the buds of Spring start blooming
All things turning new again.
We need to stop and smell the roses.
And embrace the peace
That only comes from Him.

Lyrics, Melody and Music by: Gerti M. Blackwell
Sung by: Country Three

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Labels: Autumn, Clouds, Spring, Summer, Winter

2009-09-07T12:02:00.000-07:00

KEEP YOUR EYES ON JESUS

Keep your eyes on Jesus
Stay focused in His Word.
He’ll speak to you of wonders past
Such things you’ve never heard.

He’ll fill your Spirit from within,
With truth, joy, peace and love.
And rain His many blessings down,
From His heavenly home above.

Don’t let the trials in this life now,
Distract you from your goal.
Of resting your eyes upon the Lord,
Feeling his love deep in your Soul.

To stand in the Presence of the Lord,
No description could suffice.
Even unbelievers hearts should melt,
For them too, He paid the price.

So keep your eyes on Jesus,
Let Him guide you in all you do.
Yes, keep your eyes on Jesus
Cause Jesus has His eyes on you.

Yes,keep your eyes on Jesus,
Let Him guide you in all you do.
Yes, keep your eyes on Jesus
Cause Jesus has His eyes on you.

Lyrics, Melody and Music: Gerti M. Blackwell
Vocals: Country Three

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2009-09-07T11:41:00.000-07:00

THE LOVE OF JESUS

Chorus:
I may not have everything
That money can buy
Like mansions and yaughts
And Lamborghinis that fly.
But I have had real love
And I know this is true.
The One Who still loves me?
Yes Jesus … it’s You.

Verse:
You never let me forget
What’s important to me.
It’s not kept in a bank
Or floating on the high sea.

It’s nothing material
You can touch, see or smell.
It’s the Love of my Saviour
I now know so well.

You’ll never leave or forsake me
You promised You’d stay.
I know You live here inside me
I feel Your Presence each day.

Lord, please make me worthy
Of love You freely give.
A love like no other
My God, You died .. so I’d live.

Now You’re the One that I count on
To always be there.
Through the good times and bad times
You make me aware,

That no matter how much
Or how little I own.
My true treasure lies
At the foot of Your Throne.

Chorus:
I may not have everything
That money can buy
Like mansions and yaughts
And Lamborghinis that fly.

But I have had real love
And I know this is true.
The One Who still loves me?
Yes Jesus … it’s You.

Yes,I have had real love
And I know this is true.
The One Who still loves me?
Yes Jesus … it’s You.

Vocals: Country Three
Music and Melody: Gerti M. Blackwell

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2009-09-07T10:59:00.000-07:00

BEAUTY IN HIS WORD

The beauty in a sunrise
And a sunset can’t compare,
To the beauty of His written Word,
When we bow our heads in prayer.

Our Father, Who art in Heaven,
Hallowed be Thy Name.
Once these words are etched
Forever on our hearts,
we can never be the same.

Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done,
Here on earth as it is in Heaven.
This is what we all are waiting for,
It has already been proven.

Give us this day, our daily bread …
He sustains us every day.
And helps us forgive those
Who hurt us most,
And forgives us along the way.

Lead us not into temptation,
Deliver us from the Evil one.
We will never have to fight alone,
Our Victory has already been won.

The beauty in a sunrise
And a sunset can’t compare,
To the beauty of His written Word,
When we bow our heads in prayer.

Lead us not into temptation,
Deliver us from the Evil one.
We will never have to fight alone,
Our Victory has already been won.

Vocals: Country Three
Music and Melody: Gerti M. Blackwell

2009-09-07T08:54:00.000-07:00

I DON'T WANT TO GO DOWN THAT ROAD AGAIN

Chorus:
I don’t want to go
down that road again.
Where the nights
are long and lonely
And the walls keep closing in.
I called on His Name
to see me through
To be made whole
and totally brand new
So I won’t want to go back
down that road again.

Verse:
I don’t want to remember
those dark years
Before I found Jesus
through my tears.
He reminds me every day ..
By His Blood He
washed all my sins away
Now I won’t go back down
that long, dark road again.

Chorus:
I don’t want to go
down that road again.
Where the nights
are long and lonely
And the walls keep closing in.
I called on His Name
to see me through
To be made whole
and totally brand new
So I won’t want to go back
down that road again.

I called on His Name
to see me through.
To be made whole
and totally brand new.
Now I won’t go back down
that long dark road again.

Now I won’t go back down
that long dark road again.

Vocals: Country Three
Music and Melody: Gerti M. Blackwell

2009-06-04T06:24:00.000-07:00

TIPTOE ACROSS THE LILY PADS

ALL RIGHTW RESERVED

There once was a very strange lady
Juddlebebobug, for short.
She loved to go down and sit by the pond
And practice her newfound sport.

Athletic now, she wasn’t
Stamina .. she did not possess.
Maybe this was just her way
Of relieving some of her stress.

She went down to the pond most every day.
Watching the frogs as they made their way
Across those lilypads, they ran
Then back again, to where they began.

So one fine day, she made a choice
And speaking in a low deep voice.
She warned those frogs to move aside.
Juddlebebobug was gonna take a ride.

She tested the water with her great big toe
Then stepping onto a lilypad, away she did go.
Hopping one to another, as fast as she could.
Juddlebebobug was actually pretty good.

Then suddenly, much to her surprise
A bull frog landed right between her eyes.
The pad flipped over, and down they went.
Landing on the bottom, like a block of cement.

Floating to the top, and gasping for air,
The big bull frog still had her by the hair.
Flipping her over, he pulled her to shore.
Then puffing out his throat, he gave a bull frog roar.

“Woman, if you tip toe on my lily pad again,
I can’t be held responsible for the pain you’ll be in.
These are my pads, and this is my pond.
So when I look up again, you had better be gone.”

Juddlebebobug left very wet and sore
Her lilypad jumping days, were to be no more.
But she gave herself credit for what she had done.
Tippy Toeing across those Lilypads
Sure had been fun.

Written for another of my very dear friends
with a wonderful sense of humor.

2009 Gerti Blackwell
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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2009-06-04T06:18:00.000-07:00

THE LADY AND HER MULE

Way up yonder
in the Ozark Mountains ..
High on a hill,
under the Arkansas sky.

Lives a very sweet lady,
with a mule named Willy..
He’s the King of the Mountain,
and that ain’t no lie.

He was raised from a baby
with her two loving hands.
The love he has for this lady
is something she understands.

The other horses, dogs, cats and goats
don’t stand a chance.
Willy lets it be known
he rules over this ranch.

He thinks he’s quite human …
he’s a jealous beast.
Don’t get too close to this lady,
unless you want your hair creased.

If you think you can come between them,
don’t be a fool.
Cause hardheaded Willy
is a one woman mule.

Written for a special lady in the Ozark Mountains
and her very special Mule, Willy.

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2009-06-04T06:16:00.000-07:00

It is one thing to critique
It is another to be just plain rude.
If one’s style does not agree with yours,
Doesn’t warrant an attitude.

There is just one God, but many churches
To administer to each one’s needs.
When we gather with Him on Judgement Day,
We’ll be judged by our hearts .. not our deeds.

He didn’t make us to all sound alike,
If you’ll remember the Tower of Babel.
But love is a language we all understand,
And we show it in ways we are able.

When someone is speaking straight from the heart
It doesn’t matter if the words are in rhyme.
Jesus spoke beautiful poetry,
Free verse done in His way and time.

So to anyone who thinks there is only one way,
And to rhyme makes the only good poem.
Look outside self and open your mind.
Who knows …. you just might enjoy’em.

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2009-06-04T06:12:00.000-07:00

OPEN UP YOUR BIBLE

When you open up your Bible
Is it all that you’ve been told
Does the Word of God fly off each page
And touch your very soul.

Do you start from the beginning
Or flip right to the end
Is there somewhere in the middle
That is calling you my friend.

Whenever you feel down and out
And need a helping hand
If you prayed someone would lift you up
Take a look down in the sand.

He is everything you will ever need
You might ask .. “How do you know”?
My answer is very simple
“Because the Bible told me so.”

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2009-06-04T06:10:00.000-07:00

LOOKING FORWARD

I am so looking forward
to that glorious day,
When i stand before Jesus
and humbly try to convey,
what my thoughts, words, and deeds meant,
though He already knows.
His Cross covered my sins,
His Blood made me whole.

So no matter what happens
in the flesh … on this earth.
When we accept Jesus,
His gift is a re-birth.
We need to keep looking forward,
moving on from the past.
For the love of our Saviour
is the only love that lasts.

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2009-06-04T06:03:00.000-07:00

BIRD WATCHER

Right before dusk
When it’s quiet and calm
She gets out her camera
Held tight in her palm.
Sitting down at a distance
Primed, ready to shoot
The gray doves congregating,
Not giving a hoot.
They mingle and cluster
Some sit on their perch
Waiting their turn
Then they all give a lurch.
Straight down at the food bank
Piled high on the ground
Not one will leave hungry
When they head homeward bound.
But oh, what a show
They put on for their host
That’s the least they can do
For their host with the most.
Some flutter in mid-air
Some act camera shy
Others stand on their friends backs
At least they give it a try.
These are some of God’s creatures
So whatever we do
We need to feed and protect them
Or she might turn her camera on you ….

Dedicated to the lady with the acrobat birds

2009 Gerti Blackwell
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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2009-06-04T05:59:00.000-07:00

Walking down that winding road
With her memories in her hand,
She sat down beside the babbling brook,
Too tired now to stand.

Slowly opening her Journal,
Pages wrinkled, soiled and torn,
She gently turned the pages,
Her heart heavy and forlorn.

He was such a special person,
This she knew right from the start.
When it was time for them to say goodbye,
She was left with a broken heart.

They didn’t have a long time together,
But their time was spent with love,
For each other and their family
And the Good Lord up above.

How long has he been gone now..
Has it only been half a year?
She sadly read the final passage
About the man she loved so dear.

With a heavy sigh, she closed the book,
And laid it on the ground.
Tears were streaming down her face,
When she thought she heard the sound,
Of his laughter, that she loved to hear,
Floating on the air.
Reaching out her arms, she called his name,
Believing he was there.

When she realized it was just her mind
Playing tricks on her again.
She laid down on the cool green grass
Praying she could go be with him.

Someday, Lord, please someday soon
Take me where there’s no more pain
Where there’s no more night,
And Your Light shines bright,
So I can see my “Baby” again.

In memory of the only man I will ever love
David Blackwell
12/11/1950 – 08/05/2008

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GRANNY'S ANGEL GIRL

2009-06-04T05:46:00.000-07:00

God gave her beautiful big blue eyes
With freckles on her nose.
Her energy is boundless
Cause she runs everywhere she goes.

Her laughter is contagious,
Her sense of humor no surprise.
Her Daddy is a cut-up,
An unknown comic in disguise.

She’s very compassionate,
And wise beyond her years.
Whenever she sees me sad,
She wipes away my tears.

She takes my hand when we walk alone,
Then smiling shyly up at me,
She whispers oh so softly,
“I love you, Granny G.”

She’s a very special gift from God
A one of a kind, sweet little doll.
That's why He sent her down from heaven,
As a Blessing to us all.

I knew right when I saw her,
She would give my heart a whirl.
She is, and always will be
Her Granny’s Angel Girl.

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