Poetic Sunday to my Beloved - To My God and to My Wife

Some time ago, I purchased a wonderful book of prayers called The Valley of Vision, and the prayers are written by Puritans from some years ago. I was sharing them on some of my FaceBook posts a few months ago and found what I believe to be fitting to my lovely wife and honoring her and our Heavenly Father this day.  I pray that this day finds you blessed, and remember Amy in your hearts. She planted many seeds of faith in all of us, and the seeds belong to God, but I cannot help but picture her watering the seeds with her tears of joy for her God, her family, and her friends.

Grace & peace...

Christ Alone

O God,
Thy main plan, and the end of thy will
is to make Christ glorious and beloved in heaven
Where He is now ascended
Where one day all the elect will behold His glory
and love and glorify Him forever

Though here I love Him but little
may this be my portion at last
In this world thou hast given me a beginning
one day it will be perfected in the realm above

Thou hast helped me to see and know Christ
though obscurely
to take Him, receive Him
to possess Him, love Him
to bless Him in my heart, mouth, life

Let me study and stand for discipline
and all the ways of worship
out of love for Christ
and to show my thankfulness
to seek and know His will from love
to hold it in love
and daily to care for and keep this state of heart

Thou hast led me to place all my nature
and happiness
in oneness with Christ
in having heart and mind centered only on Him
in being like Him in communicating good to others

This is my heaven on earth
but I need the force, energy, impulses of thy Spirit
to carry me on the way to my Jerusalem

Here, it is my duty
to be as Christ in this world
to do what He would do
to live as He would live
to walk in love and meekness
then would He be known
then I would have peace in death.

Amy's Dove Chocolates Saying of the Day - 10/2/10

Yeah, right now my days are beginning to become what the old addage says "A dollar short, and a day late." There is still much work to do, and yet I do not seem to know where to begin. Many times when I begin something, I suddenly have to stop as I find out something new or an old memory comes back, and I have to take a moment to cry and catch my breath.

My mind is still reeling much of the time trying to grasp how much Amy truly loved me, respected me, and cared for me as a husband. I never knew that is what true love felt like until she was gone. Now I am left with the memory of why death has to be the reminder of what the goal of living life truly is. Please take a moment today, for no one is promised a tomorrow, and do as our Pastor encouraged at the funeral, tell your stories.

Tell the stories of what Amy was to you, tell the ones you love and are your soul mates a story about how you first met, how much you appreciate them, etc. If anything, please do it for Amy, because that is how she lived, and never wasted a moment to tell me and our girls, how much she LOVED us!! I am so grateful to experience a once in a lifetime marriage that was blessed beyond measure by the richest graces of our Father in heaven. Glory be to Him for all that she did with her life, and may that same glory guide us in our journey's of love. God bless

Amy's Dove Chocolates Saying of the Day


1 ) Shoe shopping is therapy
2) Create a little controversy
3) Dance your heart out as if nobody is watching!

I miss you baby!!! Or as you always loved to hear Mrs. Campbell :o)

Life Is But a Weaver - by Corrie Ten Boom

Amy loved the era of the holocaust for a few different reasons. Probably the main reason is her love for History, but I would also add for her love for God. As tragic as the holocaust was, God was there, there were hero's, and God's Sovereignty is where it has always been, in His hands.

We all go through trials in life, some may not appears as bad as to others, and some so bad, they wonder, why me. Amy used to think that about her health, and ask why me? Then she would also see the horrifying pictures and movies about the holocaust and remember, there are those who have gone through far worse things than what she has. God did not have to provide her with what I would consider the best doctors in their field. I (we) have heard what some of her other IH friends go through on a daily basis, and that is their doctors telling them it is all in their heads (no pun intended) and do not believe IH exists. Amy could (and should have died) when first diagnosed as they found 12 calcified blood clots in her brain when she went through a stroke. She has been through grand mal seizures, and many other issues.

However, Amy would find the strength in her God, she would seek the shadows of His wings, and would find a peace that would surpass all understanding. That is how she was able to get through what she did, and help and bless those that she did. That is why she always wore her faith proudly on her sleeve, and shared it with everyone.

Amy also liked some of Corrie Ten Booms writings, and appreciated the ministry that God gave Corrie in helping to hide the Jews from persecution and death. So I felt that Amy would enjoy this poem today, and a part of it was also sent to me by a very dear friend. Thank you all for the encouragement and love each and every day, and allowing me (us) to keep her memories and sharing her life alive. God bless

Life is But a Weaving

My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.

Not ‘til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned

He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.

Because I Could Not Stop For Death - Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.

Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity.

Amy's Dove Chocolates Saying of the Day - 10/1/10

I have yet to decide if I have completely lost my mind as of yet. I know that through all of this people have been more than encouraging in the Words and comfort of God. Many times I feel as if I have been ministered by angels (in my opinion since I have not actually known an angel), but nonetheless, many have been able to comfort and bring through many tough times during the course of these past two weeks.

Again, the enemy has been trying to attack me and bring back vivid images of September 18th. The girls will be with their dad this weekend (as the were at her time of death) and I really do not feel like being here, especially alone. I have caught myself many times longer for one more touch, one more kiss, one more touch of her hair. They say it is better to have loved and lost than not to love at all. I used to agree with that statement until I married my soul mate. The lost part is just too painful, and thank you for your continued prayers.



Amy's Dove Chocolates Saying of the Day

1) Choose that gorgeous lipgloss!!! (that one was definitely not meant for me)
2) Be the silver lining in another's cloud
3) Enjoy this moment!!! (thanks baby!!! I (we) are the best we can)

I miss you baby, and love you like no other for eternity.

I Never Saw a Moor - By Emily Dickinson - One of Amy Campbell's favorites

Many of you who knew Amy, knew she had an strong passion for life and for love for all people. Amy however was also a hopeless romantic. Not the type that wished one day that prince charming would wake her with a sweet kiss, live in a castle, happily ever after. No, Amy was classy, an aged classics kind of woman, who loved poetry as one of her many other hobbies in life.

The following poem, I Never Saw a Moor by Emily Dickinson was one of her favorites and is in her scrapbook. It is a beautiful piece just like Amy. I hope you enjoy it as much as I, and see, feel, and remember the example of passion that Amy shared with us all. God bless.

I never saw a moor,

I never saw the sea;

Yet know I how the heather looks,

And what a wave must be.

I never spoke with God,

Nor visited in heaven;

Yet certain am I of the spot

As if the chart were given.

Latest video for Amy - Carrie Underwood In Your Heaven

Another tribute to a fine woman and wife, my best friend and soul mate, Amy D. Campbell. May she be enjoying everything God ever promised her and all that she ever dreamed of in heaven. I miss you baby, and love you forever and eternity.