Poetry

A Special Offer For You!

Rose of Sharon Peace, Personal Reflections, Poetry

The time is near for the official launch of the book that I felt the Holy Spirit nudged me to write. Offerings, A Book of Poetry, will be released on the Feast of Pentecost, May 23, 2021, and I have a special offer for you!

As a supporter of LightofLove.blog, you will be able to order a FULL-COLOR edition of this book for $7.99. The same book (in black in white-not color) will be for sale to the general public on Amazon for $7.99. I have a limited number of these FULL-COLOR books, and I want to thank you for your support of my writing, so this unique offer is just for you!

If you would like to order FULL-COLOR copies of Offerings, A Book of Poetry, please send me a message on my author website contact page – click here: Contact Rose of Sharon.

In the message, let me know:

  1. How many books you want
  2. The address to which you want them sent
  3. And if you want the book(s) autographed

This offer is payable via PayPal https://paypal.me/RoseofSharonWrites?locale.x=en_US or the good old-fashioned way of check, cash, or money order. When you let me know on my author contact page how many books you want, I will send you an invoice for payment (if you don’t pay with PayPal) and then ship your book(s).

Once again, thank you for your support and happy reading!

The King

Rose of Sharon Lent, Liturgical Seasons, Poetry

Within a cave of winter cold,
A newborn King gets gift of gold.
The babe is our Lord,
Who escaped the sword,
Because his dad does what he’s told.

The King grows up and fasts and prays,
Within the desert, forty days.
Temptation then came,
But he beat the game,
Because he minds The Father’s ways.

The King does heal and teach and feed,
He’s hailed with palms; beaten with reed.
The crowd screams, Yes, kill!
Then his blood does spill,
Because of fear and hate and greed.

The King is slain and put in grave,
By everyone he came to save.
And though he is dead,
There’s nothing to dread,
Because he rose and us forgave!

Within a Lent of winter cold,
Let’s mend our hearts; do what we’re told.
We’ll fast, and we’ll pray,
Forgive the wrong way,
And give The King our gifts of gold.

A Winter Lenten Challenge

Rose of Sharon Lent, Liturgical Seasons, Personal Reflections, Poetry

Ice, snow, no electricity, no water, schools, churches and business shut down. The recent week-long Arctic blast was the start of a Lenten season that I have never experienced before. The freezing temperatures presented many challenges for us in Texas and other southern states that rarely experience such frigid weather. However, being shut in with no place to go and minimal distractions turned out to be a blessing! My prayer life was more focused, plus I had more time to write, which was something I was longing for.

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My Guest Blogger is Dead

Rose of Sharon Guest Blogger, Poetry, Saints

Brother Jacopone da Todi
I  am in a writing slump, so a guest blogger is filling in. Only problem is—he’s dead. Good thing he left behind some of his writings!

Brother Jacopone Da Todi, died in 1306. He was a Franciscan poet and mystic. He would not know what a blog is – much less a computer. But he did know how to write profound words about God’s love. With “permission” (obtained through prayer) Brother Jacopone is the guest blogger today! You can find out more about this holy writer by clicking on the link at the end of this blog. Continue reading →

I Never Knew Happily Ever After Would Hurt This Much

Rose of Sharon Guest Blogger, Marraige and Family Life, Poetry

I Never Knew Happily Ever After Would Hurst So Much

And they lived “happily ever after.”  The ending words of fairy tales have become our expectation for real-life marriage. It is easy to fall into the trap of thinking that a “happily ever after” marriage is easy. You walk off the altar with such joy and think that this marital bliss will last forever.  That it will come automatically and be pain free, because we are sooo in love! But the words, “Darling I never knew it would hurt this much to live happily ever after,” are much more realistic. The words are written by my good friend Cinda DeVet in a poem she authored. Continue reading →