Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Trust In God


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
An illness came on, oh so fast,
To one I hold so dear,
And as I wept I heard a voice
Saying. “Child, I am here.”
 
“Give me your worry, I’ve got this.
 All you need do is trust.
Your faith is all I need this time,
But Child, it is a must.”
 
And so I gave it all to Him,
I surrendered my tears,
And when the Vet said it was bad,
I turned from my worst fears.
 
Today I woke with wariness
That soon became relief,
For God fulfilled His word to me.
He took away my grief.
 
I know, someday, I’ll face the tears
That God won’t take away.
He’ll give me strength to face them then,
But this is not that day.
 
Psalm 25:1
In you, Lord my God, I put my trust.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

In God's Sight


While I am nothing much to see,
Even I look quite grand
When I am nestled in the world
Created by His hand.
 
For every creature, dull or great,
Was formed within God’s grace
And each has beauty of its own
In heart or soul or face.
 
Don’t look at others as they seem,
But see them through God’s eyes.
You may be startled that you find
A glorious surprise.
 
1 Peter 3:4
Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.

Monday, April 21, 2014

Wildflowers


The wild grass blows beneath the breeze
As if His gentle hand
Had brushed it softly as he moved
Across the warming land.
And there, amid the blowing grass,
Their colors, sweet and bright,
The blossoms turn to see His face,
Rejoicing in His light.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Risen In Him!


Oh lord, you died to save my soul,
Then rose to set me free.
How can I thank you enough, Lord,
For who I now can be?
 
A child of Grace, walking in faith
Upon the path You choose,
Instead of walking a dark path
Where I can only lose.
 
Oh Lord You rose upon this day
That we, the lost, may live,
And I will thank You ever more
For the new life You give.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

The Long Wait


And so they waited through that night
And through another day.
Then, as a second night grew long,
All they could do was pray.
 
They waited, despite all their grief,
Bound by an ancient law
That would not let them visit Him
To clean each bruise and flaw.
 
The bitter night stretched on and on,
Their sorrow grew to pain,
And tears enough to flood the earth
Fell pouring down like rain.
 
The moon rose up and crossed the sky
To settle back once more
But all that they could do was wait
For what might lay in store.
 
Luke 23:55-56
The women who had come with Jesus from Galilee followed Joseph and saw the tomb and how his body was laid in it. Then they went home and prepared spices and perfumes. But they rested on the Sabbath in obedience to the commandment.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Good Friday 2014


The darkness fell when he was dead,
As if the world was lost,
And it was then that those who watched
Understood the full cost.
 
They stood beneath the blood stained cross,
Where He drew His last breath,
And recognized how great the love
They’d witnessed with His death.
 
So, as the darkness swept the sky,
Turning noon into night,
They laid Him in an empty tomb
And cold death held Him tight.

Luke 23:44-46
It was now about noon, and darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon, for the sun stopped shining. And the curtain of the temple was torn in two. Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Thirty Silver Coins


How much silver is one life worth;
What’s the price of your soul?
Will there ever be coins enough
To make your lost soul whole?
 
Were thirty coins enough to ask
To kill a once dear friend,
And did you realize the price
That you’d pay in the end?
 
Were thirty silver coins enough
For such a brutal death,
And did you linger close enough
To see His final breath?
 
Oh tell me, you who set the price
Upon the Son of Man,
Do you regret the choice you made
When you devised your plan?

Matthew 26:14-15
Then one of the Twelve—the one called Judas Iscariot—went to the chief priests and asked, “What are you willing to give me if I deliver him over to you?” So they counted out for him thirty pieces of silver.