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Such a time as this., AL-1, Attalla, AL (2026)

09/08/2026

How’d I wake up in a briar patch???
I must’ve taken a wrong turn…
Some lessons will be repeated…
Until you finally learn.

The parable of the sower…
Replays over in my mind.
I keep meaning to dive deeper…
If only I had the time.

Making more money than I ever have…
But broker than I’ve ever been.
I know at times I’ve owned less..
But I liked me better then.

I know you can’t pour from an empty cup…
And I’m sure that to be true.
But I’ve made my life so busy,
That I’ve misplaced the cup too??

I feel so dragged down by being needed,
Every second of every day…
I need to reevaluate..
Am I needed in the right way??

The cares of this life,
Can choke the life right out of you.
The parable goes on for ages…
Though the words be but few.

Anger isn’t a fruit of the Spirit.
Nor aggravation, irritation and strife.
Lord, how did I end up here??
On the thorny side of life.

September 8, 2026
Elizabeth Gibbs
Luke 8:5-18

10/23/2025

The heart of a watchman
Never slumbers, never sleeps.
Always watching for danger,
Even in his dreams.

He desperately tries to warn others
Of harm heading their way….
Giving all that he has..
Just trying to keep them safe.

He sees and hears it coming….
Feels it to the marrow of his bones.
A watchman’s walk isn’t easy..
A journey he walks alone.

It may be difficult to understand him
For it looks like a bright, clear day.
There’s not a cloud on the horizon…
Nothing heading our way.

Then lightning strikes without warning,
And thunder begins to roll.
The watchman on the mountain stands..
Still trying to protect our souls.

The watchmans heart never rests…
Never slumbers, never sleeps.
Always watching for danger…
Even in his dreams.

Elizabeth Gibbs
October 23, 2025.

10/23/2025

They tell me I should write again….
A way to let it all out…
Well Lord, if we ever needed You,
It’s definitely right now.

My days all run together…
A haze of days and nights and tears…
A feeling of trudging uphill..
Weighed down with sorrow and fear.

Hanging precariously close to the edge…
To weary to even move..
Lord, we desperately need Your comfort…
Let the Light shine through…

Tonight we need the Shepherd …
To tend the wounded sheep…
Tonight we need the Great Physician …
To heal those in need.

Lord, we ask for mercy and forgiveness …
Most of all for Your love.
Tonight, we’re asking for nothing less..
Than all You have for us…

Elizabeth Gibbs
October 22, 2025

10/23/2025

I haven’t written in a really long time… life has a way of taking all your time…. Ohhh but grief…
Hits hard like the waves…. And draws it out of you . Please pray for us.

Today has been especially hard…
I’ve cried a river of tears…
And throughout it all I’ve praised God..
For all of your forty-five years.

It struck us hard without warning..
For suddenly you were gone…
I know Mama & Daddy need me right now..
I’ve tried really hard to be strong.

All this time I’ve hid my tears…
Just sat and listened to all they had to say.
I’d come home and bury my head…
Crying so hard while I prayed.

But something broke inside me today…
I broke down in front of them about you…
I never considered the season would change..
And that fall would begin without you….

For Matthew Gibbs…. My bubba…. How deeply I desire to see you. You are greatly missed.
Love Always ,
Sissy.

05/26/2024

There are moments from today that I know with all certainty that I will see flash before my eyes again… in that moment when I go from life to death and back to life again… I will carry with me…..

You see…. There’s a darkness in my past. A void filled with nothing but pain..and I feel as though the light is overcoming the darkness… as though the ice around my heart is melting…

It feels as though warm honey is being poured over my innermost being…

This is healing…

Here are a few of those moments ….

Little Claire grasping for bubbles…
The sunshine pouring over her from the window behind her… the light turning her blonde hair into a halo… as she smiles and reaches up for the bubbles….

My youngest daughter’s kindness as I asked her if I could take a picture of her and her sweet voice saying… “ why don’t we take a picture together?”
The exact replica of her father yet with a hint of me around her eyes and cheeks…

My oldest son… hugging me twice when I got there.. and twice when I left…. The real hugs, the kind that envelops…..I slightly embarrassed him when I told him he was good looking… I loved how his cheeks turned slightly red.

My youngest son… the aloof one. A mystery… and yet… even he hugged me before I left…

And my oldest daughter… she had no idea how she blessed my heart today without even knowing…. She went to introduce me … “this is my mom” or talking about a present..”Oh.. that’s from my mom.” I could tell she knew I was nervous and she hovered about me a bit…

And then my son’s girlfriend… what a blessing she was… in my anxiety my heart felt as though it were in my throat… she spoke to me as though we had always known each other.. we smiled and laughed…

Yes…. These snapshots in my mind…they will be there in those moments…

I sit here tonight… thanking God….

Praising Him for the Light….

05/26/2024

Sometimes it gets really heavy…
Toting all those doubts and fears.
Especially in the midst of something…
I’ve prayed for almost twenty years.

You see… I know who I am at work…
And I know who I am at home.
But for a moment today I wasn’t sure..
I felt totally and utterly alone…

I found my way to the ladies room..
Stood inside and prayed.
“Lord… you brought me this far..
Help me find the way..”

He reminded me who I was..
And I became comfortable in my own skin.
“It’s for these moments you’ve prayed..
And in that boldness you’re walking in..”

Then things just became different..
And slowly began to flow…
I began to smile and laugh…
And then it was time to go.

Back inside the cabin..
I lifted my hands in praise…
Tears flowed freely from my eyes..
I’m living in the days…
The times for which I prayed.

Elizabeth Gibbs
May 26, 2024

05/18/2024

“You better watch her…”
“Don’t trust her…”
“She’ll steal you blind…”

Isn’t it amazing how quickly God can change things???

On my way to work this morning I was thinking….

Yesssss….. I hope you get to watch them….

The ones in the gutters… the liars… the thieves…
The addicts….

I hope you get to see it happen..

The miracle…

Don’t count them out just because of what you’ve seeing right now… don’t take your eyes off of them.

In an instant it can change… never stop praying because it’s these… they’re the ones….

The ones that stood at the gates of hell with poison running through their veins… the ones God breathed life into…

Nothing will stop them… except the very voice of God.

They’ll be breaking into their parents houses to leave things… not to take.

They’ll be trusted with million dollar stores.

You’ll be handing your babies to them in the church nursery.
They’ll be on the street corner praying for someone they see their old selves in.
They’ll be out in California driving a million dollar big rig… traveling the states…
Or down in South Alabama being a better father to his son than his daddy ever was to him. With a brand new house, a loving wife and talking about having another baby….

Yesssss…. I pray you watch them…

I pray you’re one of the ones that reach out to help…
I pray you’re one of the ones praying “Lord.. I don’t know what I’m doing but help me help them…”
I pray you get to see the miracle… because I’M PROMISING YOU….

He’s bringing the prodigals home!

04/27/2024

Staring at the clock for hours,
Sick of the raging storms in my mind.
Watching the current push the debri,
As the last year of my life floats by.

I guess I’ve been batting the wind,
Thinking there was value in this labor and toil…
Seeking to find some appreciation
In this barren, dusty soil.

Overcome with anger and bitterness,
From circumstances far beyond my control….
I cry out to the only One…
Who can soothe my troubled soul.

I suppose I thought I was valued..
I’ve found I couldn’t have been more wrong.
The muddy waters slowly became clear,
It’s just time to be moving on.

I’ll hold my head up high,
And carry only what I learned along the way.
Get excited about the next chapter..
There’s always another day.

Elizabeth Gibbs
April 26, 2024

03/03/2024

It’s hard to find inspiration..
When fighting the fog of fatigue.
When such things troubling your spirit…
Finds a way into your dreams.
The world is spinning way to fast..
Not a moment just to breathe…
The days just spin all into one..
Into this whirlwind inside of me.
I miss the person I once was…
Not that long ago…
Some days I stare into the mirror..
And wonder “where’d she go?”
My life has become about working….
I wonder “whose life have I touched?”
Lord, please don’t let it be about money…
Instead of… instead of love.
Maybe I’ll find myself…
If I could only calm my racing mind.
Has life always been this hectic??
Just a blurred moment of time?
I’m begging you Lord… just show me…
I want nothing that isn’t of You…
I’m scared I’ll miss the turn..
Of where You’d have me journey to…

Elizabeth Gibbs
March 3, 2024.

01/13/2024

Eight or nine years ago I crocheted my oldest daughter a blanket.. I also made my oldest son a knotted fleece blanket. I always intended to do the same for my youngest two.
My late husband died shortly after… then I lost a couple years to addiction. Life kept going and I never got around to the blankets.
Then one day you wake up in a hospital bed and the doctor is using the word “miracle” … saying “others have died” and you know it’s true because you lost a cousin nearly three years ago to something very similar.
You’re lying there thinking of all that you always meant to do… thinking of blankets that you always intended to make…
You never want any of your children to think that you did for one or two but not for them…
I could’ve died with all my good intentions….
So I’ve been on a mission…. I have crocheted until I couldn’t open my hands… until my arms burned and my elbows ached.
I know many of you haven’t seen or heard from me but I have been focused…my youngest daughter has received her blanket. I’m currently working on one for my granddaughter and when I get back to work and get some money rolling in my youngest son will get his.
There’s a lot of regrets in my life and it’s so important not to make anymore.
I desire for my children to have so much more than just good intentions….

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