Mary Jane Andrews

First Love

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 By: Mary Jane Andrews

Do you miss me, when you're busy with new friends?
Do you miss me, or is this where our friendship ends?
Remember, when we did everything alike?
Remember, we talked late into the night...
 
(You caught my eye across the crowd,
Didn't have to speak a word out loud.
We shared tears and we shared laughs together,
Now tears, alone and laughs are never.)
 
When I call you, my message seems unheard.
When I do hear, it is just a casual word.
Do you miss me when things about you slow?
Do you miss me when your trouble seem to grow?
 
Then just call me.  I am never far away.
You can call me, any time or any day.
For  I miss you.  How I miss you.
 
Do you ever tell others what we had?
When you're thinking, does it ever make you sad?
(Do you sometimes wish things were the same,
When we called each other special names,
We walked along a summer road, Leaned close to hear a whispered word.)

“How I miss you.  - Do you miss me?”


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Marriage Made In Heaven

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By: Mary Jane Andrews

  Outside the jasper walls,
Peering in at His loving family,
A glowing contrast to the ashes and waste that surrounds me.
I stand in rags and wounds.

To my amazement the beautiful young groom holds out His hand and says,
"I love you."
"Me, a rebellious leper?" "Yes, take my hand, Come to Me".

"But I can't.  I've done my own thing,
Gone my ways and now I see...
I am dying alone, destitute."
"Take My hand.  Come."

" I can't!  I'm not worthy.
My skin crawls with filth!"
"Shhh, My love, take my hand."

I tentatively reach out and touch His gentle pierced hand.
He draws me into Him and He into me.
I am His bride...

I partake with His family.
Not left behind, not second place
But always and forever... blended and united,
Joint heirs...




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Shepherd Boy

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By: MAry Jane Andrews

I would have loved that shepherd boy,
In days we spent on distant trails.
We’d laugh at skipping lambs at play,
Butting. flapping undocked tails.

We’d help exhausted ewes give birth
And rub life into wobbly limbs
Or coax a grieving mother sheep
To suckle orphaned, starving twins.

We’d hear the buzzing insect wings
And crickets, when the morn would break.
We’d see the eggs when chick would hatch.
And guard them from the hawk and snake.

We’d hear the laughter from the brook,
Make whistles from a willow branch.
We’d sing with gratitude and joy
And celebrate with gleeful dance.

When storms would threaten o’re the sky,
We’d gather flocks and safely hide,
And watch the fire on the hills
Till rumbling thunder would subside.

We’d see the sparks from campfire fly
And join the canopy of lights.
We’d know the names and place of stars
That kept us consort through the night.

When darkness hid a threatening sound,
He’d play and sing till fears were gone
And gentle peace would settle down
And friendly night would turn to dawn.

When coyotes or a beast would stalk,
We’d shout and save the sheep from harm.
With strong and practiced sling and stone
He’d quell them with his strong right arm.

Though mighty lion rage and roar
And Evil send marauding bear,
I would find safety by his side,
Trusting in the shepherd’s care.

So much I’d learn from shepherd boy,
Alone, with God, he spent his nights,
Who walked in unfamiliar steps
And walked by faith and not by sight.

Oh Shepherd boy, I love you now,
Though ages separate us still
And someday we will make a song
And dance for God on grassy hill.

Mary Jane Andrews 2/10/12

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The Seminary

Written By: Mary Jane Andrews 5/5/10


Much is learned on the grassy hill,
Here, your heart is an open ear,
Where sights and sounds that distract are still
And He turns His face as you draw near.
 
A graduate of the Shepherd’s School,
Hallowed mysteries here are told,
Not in lectures, books and teaching tools
But in turning of your waiting soul.
 
A prophet and a warrior king
Schooled in the sheepfold, lone and wild.
Through centuries His promise brings,
Revealed to pure and thirsty child.
 
Be it meadows hushed or prison walls,
Or fevered beds of endless night,
Draw nigh to Him, the still small call
And receive the secret of His might.

 

Sittin On My Daddy's Lap

Written By: Mary Jane Andrews - a song for Anna


 
Chorus: Sittin' on my Daddy's lap,

Huggin' on my Daddy's neck.

Safe from all harm,

In His strong arms,

Sittin' on my Daddy's lap.



1. Dark things can not get me.

Bullies cannot hit me.

Thunder is just music to my ears.

Hurricanes and earthquakes,

Shadows in the night,

Snuggled there, I have no fears.


 
Chorus

 
2. With others 'round me leavin,

And someone hurts me feelings,

He will kiss my hurts and make it right.

He tells me how He loves me,

He will never leave,

Lions, Spiders, Bears cannot bite.


 
Chorus

 
Sittiin' on my Daddy's lap,

Huggin' on my Daddy's neck.

Safe from all harm,

In his strong arms,

Sittin on my Daddy's lap.

Safe from all harm.

In his strong arms,

There's room for you in Daddy's lap.



 
Mary Jane Andrews song for Anna
(several years ago)
 
 

A Morning Symphony

Written By: Mary Jane Andrews

I must stop and listen,
My private symphony,
For just outside my window,
A mockingbird, in the tree.

I try to catch the melody
But he quickly changes beat,
A bar of trills and then a flute,
An aria so sweet.

Oh, clever, clever winged one,
How did you get so blessed?
A quilt of glorious music
Comes from your feathered breast.



Ebenezer

Written By: Mary Jane Andrews


Here I raise my Ebenezer,
For my God has never failed.
Though I stumble, fall and falter,
And my fears have held me, jailed.

 
As sure as stars announce the morning,
And the seasons march in step,
He has never missed a sunset.
He has never winked or slept.

 
Though the stalking lion threatens,
Though the dark of doubt prevail,
And with fear my eyes are blinded,
By his acrid, fetid veil.

 
Here I raise my Ebenezer.
For my God has never failed.
By His hand, He lifts me to Him
Hands, my sin, had Him impaled.

 
Hands engraved before conception,
With the apple of His eye.
Unthinkable! He'd misplace me.
Ebenezer! Is my cry!



 
What is an Ebenezer?
Then Samuel took a stone and set it up between Mizpah and Jeshanah, and named it Ebenezer; for he said, "Thus far the LORD has helped us." So the Philistines were subdued and did not again enter the territory of Israel; the hand of the LORD was against the Philistines all the days of Samuel. The towns that the Philistines had taken from Israel were restored to Israel, from Ekron to Gath; and Israel recovered their territory from the hand of the Philistines. There was peace also between Israel and the Amorites. (1 Samuel 7:12-14 NRSV)
The word "Ebenezer" comes from Hebrew and is actually two words pronounced together: Even Haazer. Written in Hebrew it looks like this:
It is usually transliterated as a proper name by dropping the definite article (Ha) from the Hebrew word for "place" (Ezer) and putting it together with the Hebrew word for "stone" (Even) to create: "Ebenezer." The etymological roots of the word, thus defined, should demonstrate that an "Ebenezer" is, literally, a
"Stone of Help."
In 1 Samuel 4:1-11 and 5:1, the Ebenezer is strangely identified with a particular site, about four miles south of Gilgal, where the Israelites were twice defeated by the Philistines and the Ark of the Covenant was stolen. These battles took place, however, before the site was actually named Ebenezer. It was like someone saying that Dinosaurs once lived in Dallas county -- they did, but not when this area was called "Dallas." Likewise, the two battles mentioned in 1 Samuel 4 and 5 took place at Ebenezer, but some time before it was so-named.
The site wasn't named Ebenezer until after the Israelites finally defeated the Philistines, and took back the Ark of the Covenant. To commemorate the victorious battle, Samuel set up a marker-stone, named it "Stone of Help," and thereby the site became identified with the stone and with the place where God's miraculous help aided them in their victory over the Philistines. The stone, standing up-right, was called "Ebenezer," and the site naturally took on that name as well.
Literally speaking, an Ebenezer is a
"stone of help," or a reminder of God's Real, Holy Presence and Divine aid. Spiritually and theologically speaking, an Ebenezer can be nearly anything that reminds us of God's presence and help: the Bible, the Sacramental Elements, a cross, a picture, a fellow believer, a hymn – those things which serve as reminders of God's love, God's Real Presence, and God's assistance are "Ebenezers."

Submitted By: Ben Andrews