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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

Did I meet the Master at the break of day?
Did I stop to listen, as I took the time to pray?
Did I glean a single word, from His Blessed Word?
Did I walk away as if nothing had occurred?

Yes, I met the Master at the break of day!
I listened as He spoke to me, when I knelt to pray.
His words like morning dew, refreshed my very soul.
I walked away uplifted from my morning stroll!

© Kate Plourde
September 6, 2010

My heart is longing for a country I’ve never seen!
With rolling hills, beautiful valleys and fields of green.
Glorious sunrises and sunsets are painted on the horizon,
By the Hand of a Saviour who loves His creation!

Fix your eyes upward and long for that day.
Do not be distracted by this world on your way.
To a country where a rainbow lies behind a Great Throne
Be encouraged as you walk toward your Heavenly Home.

by Kate Plourde

1985

There are times when I’m so lonely
I can’t handle what I’m going through.
It’s as if I’m in a valley
Asking what am I going to do?

I feel so lost and so alone,
And my heart can’t take the pain.
I don’t know why this is happening…
That reason’s just not plain.

So I asked the Lord to answer me
and He spoke out loud and clear;
“The reason a valley is what it is
Is because there’s a mountain near”!

“When you feel like you can’t see Me,
It’s not because I don’t care.
Your eyes aren’t fixed on the other side.
If you looked you’d see Me there”!

“I’m always there, I’m right beside you.
And I’ll never let you down.
Man’s words and actions vacillate,
But My foundation is always sound”!

“Rest your life in My Hands always,
And I’ll bless you all the while.
Although I allow those wilderness times,
I’m always with you Child”!

“I was, I am, and will always be,
Right there when you call My Name.
Just wrap your life around My Word,
And great comfort you will gain”!

Kate Plourde

1983

Give me strength Lord so I can do Your will
Give me sight as I climb those difficult hills
Give me ears so I may hear You speak
Give me love for perfect Your love I seek.

Give me knowledge when I’m short for words
Give me peace when that old enemy hits hard
Give me words when I need really need to pray
Give me love to for each glorious new day!

Take my life and place it in Your Mighty Hands
Take my heart and make it to understand
Take my mind and fill it with Your Wondrous Love
Take my soul to Your wonderful Home above!

Take my dreams and show me Your perfect way
Take my sins to that cross where the debt You paid
Take my days and consecrate them for you I live
Take my heart and all that this lady can give!

Given to me by the Lord
Kate Plourde

There’s Someone who wants to be closer to you
A Friend who can fill every void
He’s never too busy to listen or care
Neither will you make Him annoyed!

Call on Him, no time is He ever asleep
You can be sure He’s always there
He’ll not ignore you or reject what you say
His love is unique and so rare.

A Saviour you say, but just Who could this be?
Our God, sent to earth as a man
Jesus stepped down from His Glorious Place
To be offered, a Passover Lamb

Our sins He has taken upon His own Self
So we can gain entrance to Heav’n
To repent and believe is all we need do
For Christ made the payment for sin!

Why would He do this you must ask to yourself?
Why would He give His life for me?
The Creator unselfishly gave Himself
Receive Him so we may be free!

Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and be changed
New life bringing glory to Him
Give Him praises and thanks for all He has done
He freed us from all of our sin!

A new life with a sweet aroma of works
We’re a light which never should dim
Be faithful and pure in your actions and deeds
So that souls may be won just Him!

Kate Plourde
Summer 1981