Thursday, June 22, 2017

Under His Watch - Re-posted


With thunder rumbling on the air,
And lightening drawing near,
It flitted joyfully along
Seemingly without fear.
 
I marveled at the fearlessness,
The reckless sense of joy,
With which it braved the rising storm.
It was not cowed nor coy.
 
As if it knew it would be safe,
No matter where it sailed;
Its comings and its goings watched
By One who’s never failed.
 
Psalm 121:7-8
The Lord will keep you from all harm— he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Out of Darkness - Re-posted

I tried to hide, but You found me.
You called me to Your side
And from that moment I knew, Lord,
I had no need to hide. 
 
I still am who I was before,
With scars and warts and all,
But I no longer hide in shame
Since I have heard Your call. 
 
I may not have it all worked out,
But, Lord, I’ll follow You.
You called me out of my darkness
That I might live anew.


Genesis 3:8
Then the man and his wife heard the sound of the Lord God as he was walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and they hid from the Lord God among the trees of the garden.


Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Life and Hope - Re-posted

The winter had broken its heart,
Clearly the tree was dead.
I had every intention of
Tearing it from the bed.
 
But spring came on far too quickly,
Faster than I’d foreseen,
And that dead tree began to show
Some tender shoots of green. 
 
And so I nursed it gently through
April and into May
When that old tree cast death aside
In life’s verdant display. 
 
I learned a lesson from that tree,
That, despite scarring frost,
We ought not give up on a soul
Until it’s truly lost. 
 
For even those we think beyond
Salvation’s healing scope
May still find redemption and grace.
While there is life, there’s hope. 

The photo and the idea are from a dear friend who recognizes blessings all around her and inspires that vision in others! Thank you, CS!!

Monday, June 19, 2017

A Bed of Roses - Re-posted


They say life’s no bed of roses,
And maybe that is so.
But, though life scatters many seeds,
We choose which seeds we grow.
 
You may choose weeds of bitterness,
With thorns that pierce your heart,                                     
Or blooms of anger whose fragrance
Can tear your life apart.
 
But I will choose to pick blossoms
Planted where kindness grows,
In loam of love and faithfulness
Where peace and joy repose.  
This life is filled with weeds and blooms,
For me, I’ll take the rose.  
 
Galatians 5:22-23
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.

Sunday, June 18, 2017

What He Left Behind - Re-posted


On Father’s Day my thoughts still turn
To one who’s lost to me,
At least, he isn’t there each day
To talk to or to see.
And it’s at times, much like today,
That we most inclined
To speak of all the things we miss,
Not those he left behind.
So let me mention all the things
That I don’t miss today
Because he left them here with us
That day he went away.
 
I see his smile on each grand child,
His strength lives in his son,
The wisdom that he shared, in love,
Still guides us everyone.
One sister has his focused mind
Another his kind heart,
While yet another lives the faith
He taught us from the start.
His brilliant mind, his gift of gab,
He left those with us all,
As well as the will to defend
The helpless when they call.
 
His face, his eyes, his loving smile,
His brilliant quirky mind,
The heart that loved all those he knew…
These things he left behind.
Although I miss him every day
I don’t have far to look
To see the pages that he wrote
That fill my family’s book.

Saturday, June 17, 2017

A Simple Faith - Re-posted


The simple little faiths of life
We use to see us through
Spring from the things of everyday,
The things that we’re used to.
 
The blossoms bloom with summer sun,
The rain assures they grow;
The little bee gathers its gold.
They all do what they know.
 
They step into the every day
With faith that what they do
Is done because it fits the plan
That was laid out by you.
 
And so I try to keep in mind,
Though things may not seem right,
That you control the universe,
The darkness and the light,
And if, in faith, I spread my wings
You’ll lift me up in flight.

Friday, June 16, 2017

Shadow and Light - Re-posted

We live our lives between the light
And the shadow of death.
We never know how precious is 
Each and every breath. 
 
The days that we have to spend here
Are not left to our count,
For God alone can know for sure
Their purpose and amount.
 
But we are given, in that time,
A chance to choose our way,
To walk within the shadowed paths
Or where the light holds sway. 
 
Choose well, for more than life’s at stake,
Between shadow and light,
The choice is never easy, but
There’s only one that’s right. 
 
Psalm 90:12
Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.