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| Law of Love Often I sit and I look at my life and examine the way that I'm living. Am I doing what's right; are my priorities straight -- Is there more that I could be giving? It's so easy to feel overwhelmed by it all - Consumed by my numerous flaws The gospel sometimes seems so complicated When I think of it as hundreds of laws. How can I remember each little rule That I need to keep to endure? There must be a better way to follow Christ So my place in his Kingdom is sure! Then one day I learned, while reading God's word That there's a much simpler design For the Lord, in his infinite wisdom has taught- One principle just for our time. This single principle's God's law of love It's the most important of all For "love is the fulfilling of the law" As I learn from Apostle Paul. And if we but get this one principle right And apply it to life every day It's all that we need to keep all of the rules For they're encompassed in every way. So if you're like me and you feel that you need To focus on one single thing, Then focus on keeping the Lord's Law of Love A fullness of joy it will bring. copyright, Amy Willoughby 1998 |
| The Latter Days World conditions these latter days Disturbing issues embrace The future, to some, stares dark and bleak Adversity's in our face. Violence, abortion, and selfishness Poverty, power, and pride The breakdown of families and honesty; Discouragement, greed, suicide Though peace shall be taken from earth We Latter-Day Saints don't despair Our Lord told us he'd reign in our midst Protecting us from Satan's snare. Preserved by the power of God The righteous have no need to fear For this we've been told since the prophets of old Our voices we know he will hear. copyright, Amy Willoughby 1997 |
| Shadowed Dove Inside a cage the dove is chained That innocence, goodness, and light Is trapped behind cold bars of steel Shadowing feathers of white It's eyes gleam hope; they call to me But sadly I look on And watch its feathers grow dull and drab Knowing that once they shone There must be a way, a plan, somehow To help the dove to shine To restore its glow when even though Its cage is filled with grime copyright, Amy Willoughby 1996 |
| A Dreamy kind of Love When I look at you, there's something That I feel deep down inside I've a love for you, a caring That's too strong to be denied Words just can't describe it The way I feel for you You're everything I've searched for A dream that has come true Sometimes when we're together And times when we're apart These tears they rise inside my eyes Your name burns in my heart copyright, Amy Willoughby 1997 |
| The Missionary's Girl Reluctantly, painfully, she lets him go While aching inside for wanting him so The distance between them, it gets her down-hearted She thinks to herself now, "Oh why had we parted? "How can I go on in this world without you Right here with me always, right here, just us two!" But then that wise voice whispers into her ear, "It's just for a time, then he'll be with you here." She knows that God led them together, not fate He's all she could want and he's well worth the wait She then tells him, "Please know that I'm here for you I'm here to support you in all that you do." She's proud of his efforts in serving the Lord She's glad that he's out there and working so hard. Although she does love him and misses him much And thinks of him often, and longs for his touch, She prays aloud, "Please, Lord help me be strong! And to stay close to thee so two years won't be long!" Loving her man, it is undefined fears And crying at night till she's run out of tears Then seeking some comfort, she kneels down to pray And puts her whole heart in the words that whe says The comfort she feels, it comes from above And helps her feel close to the guy that she loves. copyright, Amy Willoughby 1994 |
| The Real Me Do you know just who I am- Have you ever tried to see? A glimpse inside my soul- Do you know the real me? I know I have my faults And although they set me back You can help me to achieve If you look past what I lack (I know I've made mistakes Just mistakes, they are not me. And remember that they're gone 'cause through Christ I've washed them free.) Please show me you forgive me And accept me as I am I need support and all your love to be all that I can. If you've really tried to see And you've glimpsed into my soul A child of God you'll see inside Then the real me you'll know. copyright, Amy Willoughby 1996 |
| Amy's Poems I really enjoy writing poetry. Here are some I'd like to share. |
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I hesitated to include this poem here because of its extremely personal nature, but thought perhaps it could be educational. I wrote this poem in the midst of a severe depression as writing poetry helps me release feelings. Clinical Depression is something I have to deal with, most successfully through medication. To learn more, click here. Depression On the outside of me and as far as you see I look fine, I look healthy and sound But my vision's obscured, my reality's blurred And I'm tortured by that which I'm bound Bound in this hole that is taking its toll Distorting perceptions of life I can't see what's good like I know that I should And this darkness hurts more than a knife Life hurts too much when I'm caught in its clutch Any hope of escaping is worn I just feel like crying 'cause I'm so tired of trying I'm helpless and hopeless and torn I'm caught in its snare so I guess we're a pair This ugly black cloud and me 'Cause nothing I've tried will keep it aside But oh how I long to be free! On the outside of me and as far as you see You would never be able to tell That there's something I hide, a monster inside My very own personal hell copyright, Amy Willoughby June 2001 |
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