Tuesday, August 11, 2009

NEW LIFE



Breathe on me O Breath of Life,
Rid my soul of sin and strife,
Over dying embers blow,
So peace and joy anew may flow.
Make my heart Your dwelling place,
Imbue my spirit with Your grace,
Animate my soul to sing,
Songs of praise to God my King.
In You alone my honored Guest,
My soul can find its perfect rest,
Let me stay at Calvary,
Share Your anguish Lord with me.
May the water from Your side,
Bathe me in its cleansing tide,
With Your help I pledge each day,
To walk the straight and narrow way.
Then at last at journey’s end,
Come take me home my dearest Friend.


Myra D’Souza / 11 August 2009

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

TOSSING IN THE WIND - Jesus Asleep in the Boat


The dark clouds look forbidding,
As they fill a sullen sky,
The keening winds are wailing,
The waves are riding high.

The angry sea is frothing,
Tossing up my boat,
I’m hunkered down and wondering,
How long I’ll stay afloat.
I clench my knuckles grimly,
Head pressing on my knees,
My heart is pounding in my chest,
The rain begins to freeze.
I hear the sound of breathing,
I thought I was alone,
Crawling down the galley,
Cold, sore, wet to the bone.
I find the Master sleeping.,
His hand under His head,
Lying on a pillow,
His cloak around Him spread.
I smile and drawing closer,
I snuggle at His feet,
And though the storm is raging,
I too fall asleep.
In a dazzling flash of lightening,
I am suddenly aware,
That despite the raging storms,
God is always there.


Myra D’Souza/4th August 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009

THE HOUR OF PRAYER





You stir my soul each morning,
You fill me with Your grace,
You touch me with Your Spirit,
I am Your dwelling place.

I sit with You in silence,
Your Presence fills my soul,
I confess my sins and You,
Forgive and make me whole.
 
Your sacred Word inspires,
Assisting me to pray,
Your Holy Spirit leads me,
In worship and in praise.

I then make intercession,
For all my friends in need,
And stooping low You listen,
As I plead and intercede.
 
Filled with every blessing,
Strong and unafraid,
I go to fight life’s battles
Well armed because I prayed.


Myra D’Souza / 3rd August 2009

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Was born in Mumbai.  Studied in St. Michael's Convent in Karwar.  Went to Wadia College in Pune. Did a Secretarial course in Mumbai at Nirmala Niketan and at Burnleys Institute. Came to Kuwait at 21 years of age, and still  here.  Married with 3 wonderful children a girl and two boys and a great husband.