Thursday, January 19, 2017

Remembering Your Grace

I sit and shiver in the rain
Or watch the winter snow
Build up across the garden where
My next year’s food will grow.

I know that bounty will return,
There are harvests to come,
But sometimes I let winter’s cold
Dampen my spirits some.

So let me think back on the gifts
With which You’ve touched my life
That I might not let winter’s cold
Cut through me like a knife.

I think on family, scattered now,
Like new seed, through the land.
They carry the grace in their hearts
That spilled out of Your hand.

I think on lessons, harsh and sweet,
That brought me to this place
And filled my empty, aimless life
With Your abounding grace.

I think on grace inherited
From those who came before,
Who showed me that a grateful heart
Betokens what’s in store.

Oh Lord, that garden lost to snow,
The orchard soaked and bare,
Does not remind me of my loss,
But of the Grace that’s there

Just waiting for the coming spring
When new fruit will burst through
And fill my world, my crazy life,
With new grace born in You.  

Song of Songs 2:11
See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

A Reminder I Needed - Reposted

Where were you when the clouds rolled in
And I was trapped in fear.
I called to You in my despair.
Lord, did You even hear?
The storm was raging all around
And I needed You near.
Oh Lord, where were You when I called?

“My child, I’m always here.”

I held you safely in my arms,
You had no cause to fear,
And when you called me in despair
I heard you loud and clear.
I caused the worst storms to pass by,
They never drew too near.
And I did not come when you called,

“For child, I’m ALWAYS here.”

Psalm 38:21
Lord, do not forsake me; do not be far from me, my God

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Asking Thankfully - Re-Posted

I used to ask you everyday
For all the things I need,
But when I listened to myself
It sounded more like greed.
I’d say “please give this, My Lord,
Or “handle that for me”.
How selfishly I made demands
For what I longed to see.
But then I realized a truth
That I already knew,
I needed to ask you in faith
By starting with “Thank you.”
Thank you for seeing me through this,
Thank you for helping here,
Thank you for taking constant care
Of those that I hold dear.
I know that I like to be thanked
For little things I do,
And you do so much more for me
For which I should thank you!
Now I still lift the things I need,
But lift them faithfully.
I trust you’ll do what’s best for me,
So I ask thankfully.
Philippians 4:6
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.

Monday, January 16, 2017

Keeping My Eyes on You - Re-posted

Through all the days still left to me
I’ll turn my eyes to you
And walk in faith where you lead me
Because you ask me to.
However dark my way may be,
I’ll keep my eyes on you.
Down all of life’s hard, twisted paths
I know you’ll lead me through.
And in the darkness of each night
I’ll ponder on your ways,
And when the sun rises again
I’ll offer you fresh praise.

Then in the glory of the dawn
When life is rich with grace,
I’ll still keep my eyes turned to you
I love to see your face!
Psalm 119:148
My eyes stay open through the watches of the night that I may meditate on your promises.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

The Mountain's Shadow

I can’t see Rainier on most days,
It’s off behind the trees,
But it is truly hard to miss
For anyone who sees.
It stands there in its splendid grace,
Magnificent and strong
And, in its shadow, I know is
Where I live and belong.
Though, often, I can’t see it there,
It’s really no surprise
When I see its shadow loom large
Across the morning skies.
So is it with the grace of God,
Though I don’t see Him there,
I often see the shadow of
His blessings everywhere.
Psalm 36:7
How priceless is your unfailing love, O God! People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Hearing From You

I was so busy through the day,
With too much left to do,
Yet, now and then I’d hear Your voice,
And I would stop for You.
I know that You watch over us
In all that we go through,
Yet it is still delightful when
I get to chat with You.
I got so much accomplished, Lord,
And I’m grateful, it’s true.
But I am even more grateful,
To spend that time with You.

Friday, January 13, 2017

Fresh Baked Love - Re-posted

While flipping through a photo book
They found a yummy page,
A daughter sitting with a mom,
Wracked by disease and age.
The plate of cookies pictured there
Triggered life in old eyes;
The memory from her lost past
Of a childhood surprise.
Without saying another word
Her daughter rose with care
And opened up the cabinets
To see what was in there.
She gathered up the things she’d need
To make the lovely treat.
Then, from a heart filled up with love,
She baked up something sweet.
She laid them out upon the plate
To match those in the book,
Then served them to her mother with
A soft and loving look.
The light came on in those old eyes;
She knew what lay in store.
As she reached for the fresh baked love,
She was a child once more.
An act of kindness from a heart
That remembered the day
When she was young and fresh baked love
Had touched her heart that way.
It was just a little moment
That came and went so fast,
But, though the cookies are long gone,
Such love will always last.