Sunday, August 30, 2009



Several weeks ago I shared with you how in every sense of the word, and amongst other things, my father was a Poet. He loved to write about his passion for the Sea and the deep love he had for his family. Most often though he wrote about his faith.

The ravenous effects of Dementia are quickly stealing away tiny bits of my father's mind. I struggle sometimes to understand why a loving, merciful God could allow such things...but then, God is GOD and I am not God. So, I've concluded I'm not suppose to understand the things that are beyond my understanding.

Willingly (although with obvious struggle), I no longer try.

Today I can only say now how I wish this cup had passed from him...


This morning I came across a lovely little poem my Father penned when he was not quite 22 years old. Thirty years after it was first written an old friend returned to him the only copy in existence. Although he was vocal about it's simplicity and questionable meter, I begged him to include it in the handwritten keepsake book he gave to me many years ago.

He obliged.


I lovingly share a copy of it with you today.


I gaze out 'ore the valley
The rolling verdant hills
And tell myself 'what a beautiful dream'
God had to make it real

I look up at the castles
Of the clouds there in the sky
And tell myself no man made thing
Graced so the human eye

Then there is the sunlight
I see through the window pane
Or the darkened clouds evicting
The jewelery of the rain

I also see the flowers
Dressing up the land
With colors that are laughing
At the futile cities of man

God, our Father in Heaven
Show us all the Light
To see such beautiful things as these
That help make life alright.

W.E. Elliott

Blessings to you as you enjoy the unequaled beauty created by the Most High...Rebecca


Pink Princess said...

Hi Rebecca. My mom also had dementia, a very severe aggressive form. I was her sole caretaker, did it all myself. She passed away almost 3 yrs ago (next month will be the 3rd year) I still miss her, and indeed it is a ravenous disease. I love the poem your dad wrote, a lovely memory of him in better years for you.

Hugs and prayers for you as you go through this difficult time ♥


The French Bear said...

Rebecca, that is so beautiful, very profound!! A wonderful treasure for sure!!!!
It touches my heart to know that your dad writes poetry like that, how hard it is when they start to become frail and grow older, it is these moments and memories that we must savor and hold close to our hearts. Keeping a journal is a great way to preserve these.
I am sending you a big hug!!!!!
Margaret B

Lori @ Katies Rose Cottage Designs said...

Rebecca ~ What a beautiful beautiful poem that your father wrote ~ Thank you for sharing with us ~
hugs and prayers for him and for you,

Kathy @ Sweet Up-North Mornings... said...

Rebecca...I was 2 years old when your sweet daddy wrote that precious poem...what an angel he is...Your dad certainly understands the creations of God, thanks for sharing, xoxo~Kathy~ @ Sweet Up-North Mornings...

A Rose Without A Thorn said...

Dear Rebecca, I unstand what you are going through in regards to your father. I too have a mother that is in the early stages of Alzheimers/Dementia. It is very hard when I realize the memories that she can no longer recall and that the disease is progressing. May God continue to bless your father and your family every day......

Tanza said...

Good morning my sweet friend,
Very sweet poem my friend.. touching words penned and now cherished .. LoVe the last verse, HE shows us the light,and the beauty in this fallen down world even.. we all need to find the beauty, and see and KNOW our God.. I even tend to at times focus too much on the bad, and changed world .. Yes, I will today focus on the good and beauty of it !! God is soo good, and merciful, and LoVes us each to pieces !! What more do we need !! Beautiful poem and so blessed you shared !! Have a blessed in the light, beautiful Sunday my friend !!
hugs ~tea~xo

blushing rose said...

Be still my heart!, Mr. Elliott.

G'morn, Rebecca ~ Your Father's soul shows thru the ravages of this horrible disease, never to be taken away ... you have the beauty & love penned to share & treasure forever.

We walked down this path of 'loss' with Harold's Mother ... it is beyond comprehension 'why' these diseases have to occur ... we just have to lay it in the hands of the Almighty ...

Bless all who suffer, we despair ..
We ask our Father, in fervent prayer.

Have a beautiful day ~
Hugs, TTFN ~Marydon

June said...

Hi sweet Rebecca,
This poem is beautiful and to think that a young man in his early twenties penned it is truely amazing to me.
I love it when you share his poems. They make my heart sing.

Julie Marie said...

Oh Rebecca, how lovely... your daddy is a beautiful man... I love knowing he had a passion for the Sea and hope one day you will be able to share one of his poems about that... I lost my daddy a little over a year ago... daddys are so precious... they are ALWAYS in our hearts as we will always be in theirs... thank you sweet Rebecca... Bisous... Julie Marie

Martha's Favorites said...

Good morning dear friend! I came over to say thank you for your prayers. I found myself being ministered instead by your blog and your father's life. I do want to thank you for praying and for the wonderful blog you have that never stops giving. Blessing my friend. Martha

Anonymous said...

Oh my yes, I understand what you are saying....
My father passed away a little over 5 years ago. He had heart disease & while he was fighting that he was diagnosed with Alsheimers. It was awful... It took my Daddy & turned him into a person I didn't know.
You are in my prayers to give you strength with this.... It isn't easy!!

Lisa said...

Rebecca, despite your Father's heartbreaking illness, his beautiful poetry reaches across time and space to touch not only your heart but ours.Thank you for sharing it with us.:)

Pat @ My Tattered Elegance said...

My prayers are with you Rebecca, I know how you feel. I lost my mother a year ago last Feb. from that mind stealing disease. We just have to do what your doing and hold fast that God has all in control. Thank you so much for sharing your father's beautiful poem. Keep reading it, it will give you strength.

Vicki said...

Hello, Rebecca,
Beautiful post and a beautiful poem! Now I see where you inherited your wonderful writing ability. Have a good week ahead. Vicki

Deanna said...

Dearest Rebecca,
Many blessings to you this fine day!
Beautiful post.

Anonymous said...

This poem was written 3 years before we were married and shortly after his call to preach. His poems of faith are my favorite. Thank you for sharing.
Love you-- Mom

The Feathered Nest said...

Oh Rebecca....this poem is absolutely beautiful to me! He was so incredibly talented sweet friend.

This is what I have tell myself....God didn't create the awful things in our lives, Dementia and so many other things, man created these things when he sinned against God in the Garden of Eden....God is our comfort and our refuge though it though and has to be our place to go when struggling with these earthly diseases ~ What wonderful memories sweet girl, xxoo, Dawn

Rebecca Nelson said...

To Sweet Dawn: AMEN! Sister! You are 100% correct when you say that God doesn't cause the awful things that happen in our lives! Don't you wonder sometimes just HOW "The Garden of Eden" really was...beautiful, sinless, worry free, disease free?

If not for the faith birthed from the teachings of my father many years ago I wouldn't be in a place of trusting God to now care for my dad during these uncertain times.

I saw my father today...not a good day for him and it broke my heart. He's forgotten about his beautiful poetry and although he knew me he's seemed to have forgotten all about my children~ My daughter was with me and she left sooo broken.

I arrived home to your precious comment and I instantly KNEW AGAIN that God was in control of all things! Thank you for sharing~

You have a heart like the Father's...

Love to you~


The Feathered Nest said...

Hello sweet Rebecca....I was trained in the teaching of the Bible as well dear friend....and have comfort in the knowledge that the sin of man has brought so much upon us but the love of the Father will bring us through it. I'm so very sorry about your daughter. My grandfather suffered with this as well and it was so very sad and hard to understand. But in Heaven he will be restored and have a new body... hugs and love, Dawn

Elyse said...

hi rebecca,

so sorry for this sad time. thank you for sharing your dad's lovely poem.

warm thoughts


Tara said...

I think it's so amazing that you have all these things written by your Dad. They are all so beautiful. I think you inherited your creative side from him! Is your Mom creative too? Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. I feel honored that you are willing to do so. Hope you have a beautiful week!

blushing rose said...

G'morn, Rebecca ~ Dawn's post is to right on ... we were always 'taught' (loosely said) that the devil did it, not God.

I am so sorry yesterday was so difficult for you & Adrienne with your Father. It is heartbreaking to be so helpless with this disease.

Bless him & all your family. I am offering a prayer for you all.
Have a great day, my friend.

Hugs, TTFN ~ Marydon

Coralie Cederna Johnson said...

So often, Rebecca, it seems you and I share similar feelings and posts on a beautiful morning. Today, it is about our fathers...I love that you have your father's poems kept safely in your heart of hearts. I know God has his reasons but it is so difficult sometimes to even begin to understand. We ask, "Why?" but the answer evades us...for now. I feel your sadness and loss but know you are blessed with God's love. Thank you for sharing these lovely writings by your dear father. Thank you.

Maria said...

What a special, wonderful man your father is.
The legacy of his love and his expressions of faith will be part of you and your family always.
His poem, Creation of God, is beautiful. Your father's poem expresses how God adorns nature in ways beyond our imaginations.
It was nice of you to stop by and leave a comment... I am so glad that I stopped over your way... It's always time well spent to visit your blog.
All the best, as you seek The Best!

Anonymous said...

Beautiful poetry you dad wrote...precious. You was so bless you have a father who love his Lord....Thank you fro sharing...A wonderful treasure to have...Have a wonderful week...Thanks for stopping by Katherinellen

Wsprsweetly Of Cottages said...

I am so sorry for what you are going through, Rebecca. Your father is leaving you with so much.
My husband was a poet also...and I am grateful I have those bits of him to hold close.

Your father had a lot to give and to share.

Beach House 27 said...

Hi Rebecca,
My parents divorced when I was 7 (they were 26) - neither one of them took time from their busy lives full of themselves to do things like your Dad and all the women in your life who taught you to "nest."

What you do for me is the greatest gift - showing me and telling me about what loving parents do so that I can do extra things for my kids that I never would have thought of...

Thank You Again,


Barb said...

Rebecca, your dad's poem is lovely!

I don't think we are meant to understand but I also truly believe God understands our struggle at times to make sense of this world.

Peace and love this day to you!

Just A Girl said...

Hi Rebecca,

What a blessing it must be to have such a treasure from your father. His words are so beautiful!!
It must be hard for you to see him deteriorate so, but one day he will be whole again and we will be standing together around God's throne. Maybe that will make heaven that much sweeter-knowing where we had been and what we had suffered.
I'll keep you both in my prayers.

God bless,


A Southern Rose said...

This poem that your dad wrote is so very beautiful. His words have so much meaning. Thank you for sharing them with us.

Lee Laurie

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