Nancy G. Brundrett's Heartmusic Journal
PSALMS 911 We live within the shadow of the Almighty, sheltered by the God who is above all gods.
2 This I declare, that he alone is my refuge, my place of safety; he is my God, and I am trusting him.
3 For he rescues you from every trap, and protects you from the fatal plague.
4 He will shield you with his wings! They will shelter you. His faithful promises are your armor.
5 Now you don't need to be afraid of the dark any more, nor fear the dangers of the day;
6 nor dread the plagues of darkness, nor disasters in the morning.
7 Though a thousand fall at my side, though ten thousand are dying around me, the evil will not touch me.
8 I will see how the wicked are punished but I will not share it.
9 For Jehovah is my refuge! I choose the God above all gods to shelter me.
10 How then can evil overtake me or any plague come near?
11 For he orders his angels to protect you wherever you go.
12 They will steady you with their hands to keep you from stumbling against the rocks on the trail.
13 You can safely meet a lion or step on poisonous snakes, yes, even trample them beneath your feet!
For the Lord says, "Because he loves me, I will rescue him; I will make him great because he trusts in my name.
15 When he calls on me I will answer; I will be with him in trouble, and rescue him and honor him.
16 I will satisfy him with a full life and give him my salvation."
Rich blessing to you,
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Monday, November 15, 2004
Mom - My Hero
By: Ashley Brundrett
age 13 - 1996
My mom is a hero in many ways
Always ready for the problems each day
She helps me get through difficult things
And supports in what each day brings
Every time that I am in sorrow
My mom is there with a tissue to borrow
If I need support in something I'm in
My mom is there yelling "Go, Fight, Win!"
I am thankful for the hero in my Mother
If I was asked I wouldn't want another
I always wanted to be like my Mother
By helping people's problems we are like each other
A better person I want to be
By watching my mom's kindness is how I see
Mom, if you are reading I want you to see
What you're doing in my life is so special to me
I want to be a better person because of you
Following your footsteps
I want to help people's lives too
You are very special and a fantastic mom too
When I have kids I want to be just like you
Then I would teach them like I was taught
Kindness is given and not bought
What you have given me in life is special indeed
You taught me not to be selfish, snooty,
Or filled with greed
I will carry this through and use it all the time
Because I know being rude is one's self crime
In conclusion to my poem
There are many things to state
You are a number one if I had to rate
Right now there is just one thing left to say
"Thank you Mother for your help
In the past and today."
Thank you Ashley for those words. I wish I could have read that poem to my mom and your grandmother, who is one of the best mom's and child of God I have even known. She is now is God's eternally kingdom with a big crown and wings so she can fly.
Nancy G Brundrett
Monday, November 08, 2004
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY
By: Nancy Ellen Gottschall Brundrett
THANK YOU FOR ALL THE TIMES I CAN LOOK BACK AND SMILE
THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS GOING THAT SECOND MILE
THANK YOU FOR BEING FILLED WITH LOVE
I NOW KNOW YOU WERE INFLUENCED BY JESUS ABOVE
WITH YOU AND JESUS I'VE WALKED DOWN LIFE'S ROAD
UNDERSTANDING YOU WERE BOTH THERE TO HELP CARRY THE LOAD
WITH MY LIFE NOT BEING YET YOUNG OR OLD
YOU ARE IN THE TWILIGHT OF A BEAUTIFUL LIFE'S STORY TOLD
MY ONLY WISH ON THIS MOTHER'S DAY
IS TO HOPE ONE DAY I WILL LOOK BACK AND SAY
THAT I WAS AS GOOD A MOTHER AS YOU ARE TODAY
PLEASE CONTINUE TO SHINE THE LIGHT MY WAY
Love and respect forever.....I will continue to celebrate your life through mine, after all, I am made up of half of you already....
Nancy, your only daughter
Mary Sue Gottschall, 86, of Victoria, died Thursday, Nov. 4, 2004.
husband, Robert Gottschall; daughter, Nancy Brundrett
of Boerne; sons, Robert B. Gottschall of Wimberly, and
Mark T. Gottschall of Lawrence, Kan.; brother, Colonel
Frank Mills of Virginia Beach, Va.; six grandchildren;
and three great-grandchildren.
I miss your tender eyes
that would just look at me with so much love. I miss
the softness of your frail hands. I miss your little
smile you would give me. I miss your voice that would
Rest in peace with Christ,
Nancy, your only daughter.
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