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There are different kinds of friendships
That we encounter along the way
That vary with each different person
And change from day to day

There is only one kind of friend though
That is worthwhile waiting for
The kind that always stands behind you
And provides you with so much more

Much more than mere companionship
Much more than a bending ear
But the kind that always holds you tight
Whenever you’re close to tears

The kind that understands your ways
Without a question or a word
The kind that just cannot be bought
And if so, I could not afford

And this, my friend, is a story of you
That I hold dearly to my heart
I thank the Lord for your sweet friendship
And pray that we’ll never part!

Kate Plourde

1984

Lord, You’ve been so faithful in
those times I’ve cried to You.
You’ve answered so many prayers,
and made wondrous dreams come true!

You’ve always been there to guide me
when I wasn’t sure what to do.
You gave me strength when I was weak,
and Your light came shining through.

I thank and praise You for Your gentle touch,
of reproof when I’ve gone astray.
You promised You’d never leave my side,
and You’d walk with me every day!

Kate Plourde

1981

You knew before the foundations of earth
That you’d have to die for man kind
Yet you took upon you this vessel of flesh
To die for a worm such as I

Although the knowledge of strife and pain
You would have to endure on the way
You came to your fate regardless of self
For the sinner your life you did lay

Despite your destiny you chose to leave
Your heavenly home and your throne
You left behind your royal robes
To die on the cross all alone

Your nail scarred hands and side remain
As evidence of what you went through
Let me focus my eyes and thoughts on them
And to daily bring glory to You!

Given to me by the Lord
Kate Plourde
05/02/06

I am thankful for my blessings
Not a day does ever go by
Where my heart reaches toward Heav’n
And my eyes can’t help but cryEach need my Saviour does provide
Never slacking nor does He sleep
His timing is truly perfect
In His palm my life He keepsThere are times my needs are many
Some met before I even ask
At times the Lord remains silent
Yet he’s working on the taskMy Shepherd lovingly does care
For each intimate of details
He carefully does touch them all
With His hand which never failsI thank You Lord for loving me
For this love I do not deserve
It was free for me to receive
Now with gladness do I serve!

Thank you, Lord…

For my husband, John, and giving him a strong body and mind to lead our family.

For my son, Aaron, and giving him the gift of teaching to mold tomorrow’s young minds.

For my son, Adam, and giving him a love for his country to serve as a Marine.

For my Pastor and church family and the blessing they are to me.

For my dear friends (you know who you are) who touch my heart and challenge me.

For my brother and his dear wife for opening their lives so we may join in.

For my health – for without it, I could not use the gifts You have given to me.

For meeting each need in our lives as we praise Your Name and share the blessings with those who will hear us.

I’m eternally grateful for these and too many to record here. I love you, Lord!Kate Plourde
November 27, 2007

A state of confusion is what I was in
I walked in the darkness along with my sin
I knew something was wrong in this life of mine
But just what was missing I could not define

I went a long way, I was rambling along
Not putting my finger on just what was wrong
Until that day came when my rambling was done
I found my confusion was finally gone

Confusion was replaced with beautiful peace
A promise given that my dark days would cease
New life has been given to me by His Hand
My sin debt’s been paid by the blood of the Lamb

Wonders and promises are given to me
By my side He’s promised He always would be
He will be right there whenever I call
And pick me right up if I ever should fall

He’s blessed me endlessly I have to admit
And taught me to look up and never to quit
So much I have learned that my mind’s in a whirl
But all this He’s promised to His precious world

Make Jesus our Lord that’s all we need do
All of His promises will truly come true
It’s not all that hard as we think it will be
And joy we will have for an eternity!

Kate Plourde, 1981

Come and eat, my Mother would call me
Those words still ring in my ears
Every time when I think back on my life
Her words just bring me to tears

How I did cherish every moment
As Mom and I went on our way
Going shopping together and talking
Her comforting words dearly stay

She taught me to care for my family
Inserting love with each task of the day
How to lovingly care for each detail
And be there for them on their way

Those days I’d rest my head on her lap
I can still smell her fragrance like flowers
She would rub my back with such patience
Never complaining it had been for hours

As I call out my door, Come and eat!
To children of my very own
I will never forget my dear Mother
Who’s now in her Heavenly Home.

I encourage you ladies whose mothers
Are still with you today as you meet
Cherish each moment spent together
And treasure those words, Come and eat!

Given to me by the Lord
Kate Plourde
05/09/06

And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter: so he made it again another vessel, as seemed good to the potter to make it. (Jer 18:4)

I observe the vessels around me
All are different, none are the same
I look at myself, I’m disheartened
“Why so many mars?” I exclaim

What use can I be to my master?
I bring no beauty or value
For what reason would He create me
I am useless although I am new

The Potter heard my desperate plea
As I gently returned to His hands
He made me into a new vessel
And molded me into His plan

I am thankful the Potter loves me
Each mar does He quickly remove
Creating vessels unto honour
Ever seeking our lives to improve

Kate Plourde
August 17, 2006

It’s not every day parents can say their son has joined the Corps
The pride that’s found inside their hearts swells within them more and more
Your choice to serve and to protect along side the proud and few
Depicts the character and zeal in all you say and do

A few good men can proudly say they are part of such a group
Of leathernecks, those devil dogs, and jarheads to name a few
It’s not terms like these that make up the man that you and I do see
It’s the proud, the few and the brave who are United States Marines!

Kate Plourde
July 2007

Oh God! Please no more hurdles today!
I beg you don’t send another my way.
I don’t think I can take it, I’m reaching my end.
Please God, you promised You would be my friend!

What kind of a friend would allow such a thing?
My life has no purpose, there’s no song left to sing.
I can’t be a blessing to others this way.
My body’s so broken, it feels useless and frail.

Dear Child, I know how much pain you now feel.
I’ve allowed it so you can bless others in need.
There are many who suffer and have no one to share.
Till they meet you and see that your friendship is rare.

Be patient for I know all that is now and will be.
Your life does bring praise, honor and glory to Me.
Each time you encourage your dear husband or friend,
You bring tears to My eyes in the simplest of ways.

The pain you experience keeps you humble and meek.
Don’t forget it’s My Face for which you must seek.
My Kingdom is soon coming with no hurdles to war.
In My Presence forever where pain is no more!

Kate Plourde

1981

How great He is to bless you,
In a way beyond compare!
In a manner that’s so wonderful,
And that the two of you can share!

He’s blessed you with a grace unique.
No one else can claim this gift.
A baby possessing your qualities,
And your spirits He will lift!

Our Lord has loaned this child to you,
To love with all your heart.
To raise in His pure and simple way,
Right from the very start!

Rejoice and praise the One above,
For His great and wondrous deeds!
And be thankful that He’s always there,
To meet all your daily needs.

Kate Plourde

2000