Inspirational Moments

                                    by Catherine O'Halloran

 

Can I create

Experience a beautiful video of
Catherine's narration
and colourful graphics

 

The Father's Care.

The Father's care of his children
is awesome to behold;
is more splendid than the moonlight;
than all amazing stories
that were ever told.

He speaks,
"My child come close to Me,
near to my heart and you will see,
though you traverse the world
a million times,
love like to this
one can hardly find,
as the love I have for thee".

Catherine O'Halloran.

 

 

 

 

 

"Blessed are the poor in spirit"

Shielded by the mists of merciful tenderness
We find ourselves in posession of vast and awesome wealth,
intangible wealth, beyond all earthly recompense.

The great and glorious future that is ours at such great cost to Him,
Who loved enough to lay down his life for His friends

The quiet still waters where he leads rise and overflow from His heart,
the spring of mercy, the fountain of joy and love divine.

Priceless are the gifts he bestows on us His children,
heavenly and glorious gifts flow gently to our hearts.

Unlocked are His arms to tenderly carry His weary lambs along his road of peace,
Kindness and gratitude He shows in abundance to those who love him.

The weary find rest, the fearful a refuge.
The broken-hearted find solace and are cherished.

Sing praises to our God who waits to receive our many burdens,
who waits with such inordinate patience to effect our healing.

The sheer expression of his love is gloriously boundless.

Below the fathomless depths of ocean,
above and beyond the vault of the skies reaches your love my God.

O, how we need you my God,
O, how we need Your love.
Bless our need.

Catherine O'Halloran.

 

 

THE LOST LAMB.

Heavenly realms are calling
with an urgency indeed
"come back my child come back to me
with diligence and speed"

I have watched you walk on an alien road
with no light to guide your way.
My arms and heart are open wide,
come back to me and stay,

My constant love goes to you
and longs that you might receive a spark of the love that's in store for you
If only you could believe.

I am here my child to comfort you
in all your sorrow and pain,
Come back to the warmth of my open arms
You will see it is not in vain

From heaven above I look at you,
your doubt causes Me pain,
for you on a cross on Calvary's hill
My human body was slain

My blood was shed to save you
from all that is evil around.
Were you only you on the earth, my child,
My precious blood would still have flowed to
The ground".

CATHERINE O'HALLORAN.

 

 

BLOSSOMS OF THOUGHT.

A thimbleful of dreams
lights the way ahead,
each dream split with sun
and oh, so wholesome,
tangible and fluctuating
and spiralling. 

Translucent,
thoughtful imagination.
The transcendence
of the impossible,
reaching into time and space,
nurturing all of the inner being
and restoring the essence
of thought out of all recognition,
lifting the mind and inner being
into flights of frivolous fantasy
and longed for security.

Streams of the invisible,
rushing gurgling,
and flowing with gentleness,
through the facets
of each corridor of bleak thought, bringing in light and gaiety,
and awesome imaginings.

Changing dark night into
the flower of amazing
sun-drenched dawn,
wherein we see Your face
O Lord,
stirring with eagerness
to search for more,
to turn the "miry clay"
into lush green pasture,
so soft,
revealing poignant imprint,
pervading the open spaces of the sunlit avenues,
imbued with charismatic resonance, dancing lightly
across the horizon
of ingenious langour,
where the blossoms of yesterday hang tenderly on the bough
of our mind,
releasing aromatic scent
of invitation to bowers,
festooned with woodbine and hanging baskets of oriental spices, with iridescent hues
calming all the senses,
and affecting all with enhanced exploration of thought in flight,
and rainbow brilliance
nourishing the soul
with wonderment and aesthetic quality.

Blossoms of thought in-dwelling
the human spirit and elevating
each fibre with enrichment
of notion and contment of state, brought into use
for the breaking down
of awkward barriers
of excruciating heart-break and pain,
having a corrective quality,
transcending all indulgence,
lifting us closer to His heart.

Far above each horizon l
ies a qualatative purposeful character, acknowledging
each inspirational pattern
with measures for transformation
of the highest excellence
known to the human mind,
as like to the harbinger of Spring,
and His enfolding us
in love and joy and peace, 
with magnificence likened
to feathered darts,
touching the hurting places,
where heavy boot-prints,
in regurgitation of dark evil,
dared to tread on
and crush the enigmatic and beautiful butterfly of thought.

Blissful scents
of yesterday's thoughts leave gentle footprints on our soul,
with highly charged glimmer of awesome and indispensable weapon to defeat the foe of harsh
and reverberating hammer
of thoughtlesness and sheer cruelty, the kind that never goes away,
for it is truly the battle
between good and evil.

However we live in great assurance of the prevailing of righteousness,
and the defrocking of all evil intent.

And we see cantankerous
blasphemy daring to touch the delicate God-ordained elegant beauty,

Endeavouring to defile and even to nullify, with spasms of horrific and horrendous malevolence,
striving to inflict even with foreboding violence to crush the rich heavenly philosophy of beautiful thought.

But now when joy descends
His work is all to no avail, and pours on him disaster of a kind unknown to man.

Thought and imagination delicate in the extreme with embellishment of frothy lace prevails,
being in bud and nestling 'neath the wings of parent hope,
and effectually coming to full bloom with grandeur unequalled,
living in perfect harmony,
eager to tell her tale.

There crouching in the corridors the faint hum of awesome reality,
breathing uneasily and afraid lies hidden.
Afraid of genuine love and outreach
lest the hope within should die and never live again .
With dark timbre and faint and shallow hue
he hides reviewing the relinquishing of magnanimous hopefulness and lithesome quality of expressive occasion.

Rainbow retreats and black despair breathes out his curtain sewn
with disagreeable mists of pervasive shadows searching out with tantalising authority
His unprotected waiting prey.

Quietly the golden dawn slips away into chasms of glorious sumptuousness
and echoes in the forbidding cold grey light of day, in act of transference awesome,

And so the battle begins again.

Catherine O'Halloran.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The angel's message.

Soon

In the heart of the rose lies a promise.
Very soon you will see it unfold

For the love of the Christ child within it
will bring all men in, out of the cold.

And each one will say
"You Lord Jesus are the delight of my heart,
The flame which burns so brightly within
lighting up the darkness of the night and the lonely dreary places in my being.
It is You whom I love beyond measure .
Yielding up all that is self in me and submitting only to you Divine Healer,
so to receive back,
all in essence that is me.

Redeemed, restored, renewed and more beautiful than
any creature ever imagined possible.

To you my Lord be glory praise and honour
for all time and for all eternity.

 

The light in my heart is gentle,
gentle as a butterfly's wing, seeking only to love and heal
and touch my heart so tenderly.

You call me out from the desert of noise heat and dust
and show me a place of lush green pasture
where the little tender daisies with their golden heads crowned in purest white are wet
with the jewels of dew, and the clear and sparkling streams flow with a zest for life,
whilst giving that same life.

I see Your hand in all creation moving
Oh so gently touching each heart with the downy feather of divine love,
moving so steadily and peacefully amongst us,
removing the sharp stones lest we stub our toes.
How kind you are my God.

The peace from the heavens speaks of You
Who with unfathomable love overlooks your flock.
We who have caused You sorrow humble ourselves
into subservient insignificance at your feet.
Your loving tender and forgiving arms reach out to us who are no more than grass dried up.

 

 

 

 

Bluebell Reward.

In the clearing
I see daisies,
crisp and bright
and new,
sweetly bringing
to my mind
thoughts of love and you.

The light today is not so good,
But my feet traverse the ground,
I carry on down through the wood,
and my reward.........
bluebells all 'round.

Catherine O'Halloran

 

 

 

THE RAIN.

How lightly the rain falls,
dancing in the dark.
Staccato-like, even as tear drops,
into the pools of water
which are caressed
by the pale light of the moon.
Thank YOU LORD for the rain
which ensures the lush green carpet
of grass as a softness
for our feet to tread upon.
Thank YOU LORD for the rain.

 

 

PERFECT LOVE.

The days as they progress
will reveal His love to thee
for thou art blessed
and "bought with a price".
The bud is now forming
on the branch and soon
the blossom will break forth
revealing to us the beauty
and wonder of the Creator's mind,
and O how we long to share
in the blessing of this magnificence
even to be poured out for us
even as we wait in the wings,
as His Word tells us,
"FOR YE HAVE
THE MIND OF CHRIST",
recieve the priceless gift.
Then thy virtue shall shine
even out of thine own eyes
with an amazing
and a wondrous vibrancy unequalled,
even in all the earth lighting the way
for others who may need direction.
For Heaven is now reaching down
to the earth even to draw upwards
the harvest of sons
even the long awaited children of GOD to HIS heart of love and longing
that HE may fellowship with them
and to finally allay their fears
for HIS WORD says
"PERFECT LOVE CASTETH  OUT ALL FEAR".

 

THE FOLLOWING IS DEDICATED
TO THE HURTING CHILDREN OF THE BODY OF CHRIST.

JESUS LOVES YOU.
The waters of life are flowing copiously and refreshment is at hand,
the character of man is now formed
even as the tumult abates
and all the necessary equipment
has been given for victorious living.
Now total freedom shall be achieved,
all the buffetting has now ceased
and the choirs of Heaven rejoice
as the Kingdom of GOD on earth
is now in sight,
The waves no longer roar
as the peacefulness flowing
from the heart of HIS love
is attained ,and the silence is golden.
The battle has been fought and is won
as the streams of living water
prepare to flow in more abundance
than before
for HE is here even in the midst of us and HIS love is flowing freely for all.
Soon all of Heaven shall pour forth
the bird song and all the hills
shall dance for joy for the night
is now gone forever.
The living waters flow
and peacefulness reigns supreme
as all of Heaven looks down triumphantly. The breezes flow and soothe
all those who are weary
and joy shall break forth
amidst the wonderment of it all
as even the dark night
shall be surrendered to tranquility.
For HE is kindness ...all kindness
and HIS loveliness causes the barriers
to breakdown and HIS beauty is magnificent.
For HIS righteousness rings
across the earth
and fills the birdsong with great mirth
when Heaven comes to earth for a while
we ponder on HIM and our hearts learn to smile

"IF YOU SUFFER WITH ME YOU WILL ALSO REIGN WITH ME."
THE PEOPLE ARE THE BODY OF CHRIST.
"UNLESS YOU BECOME AS LITTLE CHILDREN YOU SHALL NOT SEE THE KINGDOM".

 

A COMPLETE WORK
.
The wonder of His creation excites me,
and is to me a rapturous bliss of awesome magnificence
producing a rich depth of awe inspiring amazement,
giving a deep joy of fulfilment within me
that not a thing can ever disturb
and generating a wholesome longing
to meet Him The Creator.
The wonder of His love tells of the hidden mysteries
which soon will be revealed,the treasures
which are sealed shall soon be opened up,
and your portion shall pour forth
as the most wonderful manifestation
of His Fatherly love for you.
Even so the breezes flow and the gentle winds
enveloped in their midst waft a lightly scented fragrance
as the days evolve and the simmering shadows float
into the mists of awesome time, even as the lark still proclaims
her trilling note that "ALL IS WELL",
in the meadowlands of the soul forever,
for "HE MADE A LAUGHING STOCK
OF THE POWERS AND PRINCIPALITIES"
and "HE DEFEATED DEATH" even for you and me,
and we are blessed sealed and sanctified
and "SEATED IN HEAVENLY PLACES"
and "NO ONE CAN TAKE US OUT OF HIS HAND".... no not ever.
"WE WERE BOUGHT WITH A PRICE" even a very precious price
namely THE PRECIOUS BLOOD OF JESUS OF NAZARETH,
THIS WAS A ONCE AND FOR ALL SACRIFICE
BRINGING US BACK INTO THE FATHER'S HANDS FOR EVER.
"and He will make my feet like hind's feet
and He will cause me to walk upon my high places" THANK YOU LORD.

Catherine O'Halloran.

 

 

 

What does revelation mean to you?.

I hear your laughter in the sparkling,
rippling streams as they gently caress the hillsides.
I see your perfect purity in the mountain snows.
I feel your tenderness in the myriad of ethereal snowflakes
and the gentle April sunshine.
Thank you lord that this year you revealed to me your majesty,
grandeur and splendour on the mountains of
Austria and Switzerland, you, are a wonderful God.

My heart soared like an eagle in full flight
at your glorious beauty manifesting itself
before my tear-filled eyes.
You are a wonderful God.....

I see in the gentle spring rain your graces
pouring on us all from on high and
I thank you for your every good gift to us.
Your precious blood I see in the red rose
outside my window, it has many thorns
like those you wore for me,
but O, what beauty, my heart finds it difficult to contain
the surge of joy as I gaze on Your creation.
You are a wonderful god.

I see Your anger at injustice in the
constant thundering of the winter sea.
In the clear star-filled frosty sky I see Your justice lord,
O, You are a wonderful God.

Thank you lord for the magnificence of the rainbow in which
I find the reminder of "your constant love"
I bow down before you my Lord and my God and pray
that the bud that is me will come to full bloom before your majesty
And send a perfume worthy to join the incense before your throne,
O, You are a beautiful God

I often hear you Lord saying "Come up into the mountains with me",
I apologise for being often busy like Martha,
Thank You for showing us this parable and for revealing Yourself
so very often to me in the banquet which is the scriptures.
Thank you lord for giving eyes to my heart,
Eyes which can see your enchanting beauty.

I remember Lord the little toes and fingers
of my five babies, and am lost in admiration and joy
beyond belief at what You have designed
I see Your smile Lord on their little happy faces.
I see your suffering broken body in their broken hearts Lord
Forgive us lord for what we do to You and each other,
You are a kind God and O, how I love You.

I hear you calling me to praise whilst I listen to my favourite Chopin.
Thank you lord for beautiful music which lifts the soul to You
I see you Lord in the love in the eyes of my friends
And I ask that You will give to me the grace to nail
to Your cross all self interest in my love for others,
So that your love in me will be supreme for dear Lord
I wish with all my heart that all my friends
may fall into your loving arms along with me.

In you dearest Lord my entire being finds total fulfillment,
You are a powerful God
I lay my life before You and if You require of me this minute
that I should die to prove my love for you,well,
Here I am lord.

You are everywhere lord and I see You.

Catherine O'Halloran.

 

REFLECTIONS - A Moment of Time

Here, neither fluctuating nor deviating,
yet intent on relinquishing to your future spasm of time.
A moment of truth, a moment of lie
A moment of love or one of hate,
Neither intruding on our will
Nor extinguishing our thought,
Yet here for us to use for good or ill,

Aware of your awesome presence, yet you escape,
and then ......the next, never to be experienced in a lifetime again.
How were you used you moment of a moment ago?
How tiny you seem
but yet how overpoweringly
awe inspiring.

How quiet you are in stillness,
But where can we find you in the tumultuous cacophony of sound?
With how much respect are you treated in a world
so frighteningly divesting herself of such
a necessary commodity?

To kill or heal to maim or bless?
You, moment of a life, do you feel sadness or joy?
Or are you just here?
Neither taking from the last nor giving to the next.
You exist, uniquely embodied in a terrible power.

Are you the last moment of my time?
Do you know how many of you are allotted to me?
Do you know when to stop for me?

Unlike the butterfly caught in the net you are free
....never to be trapped.
You, moment of ecstasy or joy, grief or pain,
you flee, gone forever,
You, moment of a moment ago
to whom do you flee?
Where is your home?
Where do you go?

You, moment of time
your existence is shrouded in veils
of mystery, how beautiful,
how terrifying, how sure.

Friend or foe, or are you just here,
touch-typing the clouds
in the valleys of space
as we dream on?
Some of us searching and wishing
for more of your sweetness,
others eager to bid you farewell.

Catherine O'Halloran.

 

 

 

The Star of Bethlehem.

How brightly you twinkle in the firmament,
so like a many-faceted diamond,
set in the plush velvet of the Jerusalem sky,

Kings are gazing your way in wonderment tonight.
The vault of heaven holds you securely clasped to her bosom,
you who's assignment is such a precious one,

Your shafts of silver light cut through the murky darkness heralding
the onset of a new age,
An age of great love between the God-head and mortal man.

You who dance about the heavens in glorious raiment foretell
the task of the great builder.
The time is nigh for the bridge to be constructed
The strong stout bridge between heaven and earth
between God and man,
between father and children.

You, whose beauty causes one to gasp with awe
for you it is accomplished.

Star of hope and promise, you fill us with joy and gladness.

Catherine O'Halloran.

 

 

THE KING SHALL ESTABLISH
HIS KINGDOM AMONGST YOU.

My heart speaks out a message to where fields are fresh and green where
'haunts of coot and hern',  are as vibrant in each dream,
to where blossoms thrill as laughter and daisies are forever bright,
and flocks of angels bow before the everlasting light,
of HE WHO gladly saved us from hell from death and sin,
and opened up the gates of gold that we might enter in.
The heavens speak in wonder showing stars in vibrant state .
Their cheery light now glistens telling us HE WILL NOT BE LATE.

 

THE ANGELIC CHOIR.

There are now choirs of angels singing to highlight the time of wondrous acclamation,
when the process of heralding is complete and the dawn in her sumptuous splendour is awaited
as a beatific vision as the lark sings and prays in unison with the dove and glory reigns supreme.
For nightime is no more and the loveliness of Summertime is awesome to behold..
Garlands of flowers festoon the land and pearls and precious stones adorn every glade,
as the sunbeams shoot through and dazzle all who view the heavenly sight.
The land no longer roars, for the pangs of birth have seen fulfilment
and HIS beauty is portrayed in every nation.
The whispering and sighings of grief are forever loosed away,
and in HIS time HE will exalt and imbue as the rose comes to full blossoming wonder,
for HE has said it and HIS WORD is true.

 

 

HIS BEAUTY.

As we traverse the dreamy trails of innovative splendour
laughter shall fill the air for all of the people of GOD.
His wonder shall surround their lives as His beauty
shall be poured out even as an eternal excellency.
Where once was darkness now a great light shines and His wisdom
shall be prevalent even should'st the darkness dare to trespass.

 

 

 

FOREVER SUMMER

Even as the lightsome daisy dances forever,
Even though the ground may rock and shake,
Within thine heart His peace shall reign,
Even though thunder roars and forked lightening fires make.

The rocks may shake and yea, even the mountains fall,
But His love is over all , even in the dense and dreary mists
shall the voice within give utterance and shall speak,
yea, even into the midst of all thine heart and the dark night
shall surrender into the gentle breeze of the Summertime all around thee.

 

COME TO THE WATERS AND DRINK.

High in the hills the lark is calling
"Let me see your face, so fair and full of grace and let me lift your heart to the heights of Heaven,
where the wonder of His countenance is fairer than the dawn
and to where the angels sing in harmony excelling,
to a place where His heart pours forth the loveliness of eternal Summertime,
where the gossamer of excellence is as an ethereal garment,
sprinkled with diamonds of heavenly dew.
Where the pathways are dotted with rose petals,
to where His voice is gentle on the wind, as He says,
"come dine with Me and quench your thirst where the rivers of life will wash your pain away
and I shall touch your heart and the angels will carry you through the valley of flowers
and heady scented orangeries,
where the perfume of the honeysuckle shall bless your life
and you may rest on a bed of bluebells.
""CONSIDER THE LILIES OF THE FIELD, HOW THEY GROW,
THEY TOIL NOT, NEITHER DO THEY SPIN,
AND YET I SAY UNTO YOU, THAT EVEN SOLOMON IN ALL HIS GLORY
WAS NOT ARRAYED AS ONE OF THESE".

 

 

THE JUST SHALL LIVE BY FAITH

Even in the mists as the lion roars, even there shall I deliver thee
and guide thee to a a place of great peace,
and even Mine hand shall guide thee continually
and shall lift the borders that would strive to encompass thee around.
Like the deer on the fallow ground shalt thou be before Me ,
and shalt relish the succulent repast set before thee by Mine hand.
Even the lark shall sing for thine enjoyment, even in the mist,
and I shall prepare a way for thee where no person has ever trod before,
even a place of joyousness unequalled.
Thine hand shalt prosper at all it shall do even in the darkest storm,
and thou shalt be raised up in beauty even as the day's dawning,
and shalt be a delight wherever thou shalt go.
The blessings shall ensue even as thy borders expand
and thou shalt light up even the darkest corner.
Righteousness shalt prevail even in dark and laughterless times,
and shalt also be as a secure footing on the pathway to
"LIFE IN ABUNDANCE".
"LIFE AND DEATH  IS  IN THE POWER OF THE TONGUE"
CHOOSE  LIFE.

 

 

THE REWARD.

Happy are the hearts who know Him and see His ways and walk in them.
Happy even are they who call upon His Name and seek His face,
for "He is a Rewarder of those who diligently seek Him"
As we seek His face all shall be well indeed even as "the lifting up of the hands as the evening sacrifice"
shall bring blessings so shall we be greatly blessed and all the dross shall fall away.

 

A PICTURE IN WORDS.

Lightly she steps across the boards of ingenious langour,
as the mood of the day evolves and is fashioned all around her,
whilst outside of her window just beneath the horizon the fury of the wild waves
take on a vibrent beautious quality.
The light flits across the ocean even to the floor of the deepest deep
as the caverns ring out with the sound of a furious roar,
as the little fish play silently amidst all the beauty.
Heavenly Father open our eyes to see the beauty which You have created for us to enjoy
and let it lift the hearts of all who are bowed down,in the Name of JESUS.

 

THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE.
The daisy chains in Maytime ,
"The lass with the delicate air",
The furze bush in bloom in the hedgerows,
The hearts that were so full of care,
I remember each day as I ponder,
Reminded of the friends of my youth,
The minstering angels now tell me
All we lacked was full knowledge of the truth.

 

 

LIVING WATER.

There are streams of LIVING WATER rushing and flowing
with an urgency out from the hearts of all whom He has chosen.
The heavens open their gates as out from the bosom of the Father pours forth
the amazing manifestation of His wonderful priceless love.
As the rivers flow and the oceans roar even so His love flows out and down to us all
for His heart cannot any longer contain it.
For He has heard the cries of His people from across the earth
and now He graciously stoops down to effect the enabling of the saints,
who are ever available to set the captives free so that we may all bask in His love forever.

 

 

Index of Poems   A Complete Work A Harvest of Beauty A Moment in Time A new Time A Picture in Words A precious vial A view from the heart Blessed are the poor in spirit Blossoms of Thought Bluebell Reward Can I create... narration Change is coming Come to the waters End times Fear not Forever Summer His Beauty His coming It is Finished Jesus loves you Listen Living Water Look upward Perfect love The Angelic choir The Angel''s message The Breezes The Father's Care The Gathering together The Just shall Live by faith The King shall Establish His Kingdom amongst you The Lost lamb The Rain The Reward The Star of Bethlehem The truth will set you free Treasured Memories Watch What does revelation mean to you?.