“The night is coming,” said the Lord,
Knowing what was to be.
Yet, knowing, too, how much this earth
Needed His light to see,
He set His light to shine on through
In folks like you and me.
It shone when He was here,
But still, we can reflect His light
To others, far and near,
Who remain trapped within the dark,
With all its pain and fear.
Take up His light and shine.
Reach out to those who don’t know Him,
For that was His design,
That they, too, may come to live in
His light, pure and divine.
His light shone bright and true.
Even now, living in the night,
You’ll see Him shining through,
And, from each heart that calls Him Lord,
He’s reaching out to you.
We must work the works of him who sent me while it is
day; night is coming, when no one can work. As long as I am in the world, I am
the light of the world.”
Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the
world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of
life.”
Wednesday, June 17, 2026
His Light Shines Through
Tuesday, June 16, 2026
My Eyes Are Fixed On Him
Let me keep my eyes on the Lord,
Not on what this world’s planned.
For there is nothing in this life
Greater than His command.
Beyond His call to me
Only to find it fixed upon
Places it need not be.
The treasures of this earth,
When His grace offers more to me
Than all of this world’s worth.
And trusted in His will,
He has poured His grace out on me,
And it keeps flowing still.
My heart fixed on His Word,
And I’ll keep my feet on His path,
Walking it undeterred.
You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all
your heart.
If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things
that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your
minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth.
Monday, June 15, 2026
Blessed With Rest
This is the day the Lord has made,
He made it just for me.
For it contains all that I need
To be still gratefully.
Nobody dropping by.
Just Him and me, a cup of tea,
And a thunderstorm sky.
Leftovers warming up.
His Word reminds me that my life’s
An overflowing cup.
This week holds a fast pace,
But for today I can be still
And rest within His grace.
This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice
and be glad in it.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my
enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Sunday, June 14, 2026
Creation And The Creator
Your creation, in its glory,
Can take my breath away.
From mountain peaks to ocean depths,
I’m awed by its display.
And everything between,
There’s more than I can comprehend,
Much more than I have seen.
Of what I most adore,
It isn’t Your creation, Lord,
It is the Creator.
The creator of all.
For life was without light or form
Until it heard Your call.
All that my eyes can see.
You filled the earth with a small glimpse
Of Your vast majesty.
What we broke, You made whole
By giving us the redemption
That heals a damaged soul.
That fact I know is true.
You were the first, You’ll be the last,
And I’m in awe of You.
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. The
earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep.
And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.
Thus says the Lord, the King of Israel and his Redeemer,
the Lord of hosts: “I am the first and I am the last; besides me there is no
god.
Saturday, June 13, 2026
The Lord Watches Over Us
We do all that we can in life,
We work, worry and pray,
But His plans supersede our own
At the end of the day.
Yet, despite every plan,
His is the final say in all
The paths of mortal man.
Over those who love Him,
And more so that the plans He’s laid
For us are rich, not grim.
But they are made to bless
Those who call upon Him as Lord,
Through good times or distress.
Knowing that what we do
Will never prosper without Him
To guard and lead us through.
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord,
plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.
Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it
labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchman stays awake
in vain.
Friday, June 12, 2026
The Desire Of My Heart
Noise and unneeded distractions
Keep getting in my way.
The things that my mind trips over,
They’re a part of each day.
That’s why, when each day gets too loud,
I try to slip away.
Nestled beneath a tree,
Or seek the silence of the shore
Beside the wind-swept sea.
Yet, my preference is that old barn,
Where I can just be me.
I find where horses graze,
beneath a blue sky, on green fields
That stretch beyond my gaze
Into the stillness and the peace
That my soul seeks most days.
And found You’re everywhere,
But there beside that old red barn
I find my answered prayer.
In safe pastures and perfect peace,
Lord, I can hear You there.
The chance to hear Your voice,
And step beyond the distractions,
Just be still and rejoice.
Trust in the Lord, and do good; dwell in the land and find
safe pasture. Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of
your heart.
Thursday, June 11, 2026
Grounded In Him
The world is filled with so much rage
That rushes in at me,
And I must stay above the waves
Or be lost in that sea.
And hear it call my name,
Demanding that I wade on in
To share its wrath and shame.
I tend to drift down near,
But if I keep my thoughts on Him,
His peace is all I hear.
No matter how I try,
But I hold to His strength, not mine,
And let it wash on by.
And give in just once more,
He leads me back from the tempest,
Farther up onto shore.
His is the strength I need.
His is the peace that turns the tide,
And assures I succeed.
And watch the rage roll in.
If I were not grounded in Him,
I would be drowned in sin.
fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am
your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my
righteous right hand.
You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on
you, because he trusts in you.
Wednesday, June 10, 2026
Tears And Gratitude
Though we know that our broken souls
Have been restored by grace,
We’re still inclined to see the sin
Lingering in its place.
But know we’re unworthy
Of the grace You’ve poured out for us,
The blood that sets us free.
It’s our habit to feel
That weight bearing down on our souls,
Though it’s no longer real.
Of all the ways we’ve failed,
That we deserve eternity
Hellishly bound and jailed.
That I stop and recall
I am no longer stained by sin,
But redeemed before all.
Seeing the worst of me,
And fix it on my Savior ‘til
His glory’s all I see!
“Blessed are those whose lawless deeds are forgiven, and
whose sins are covered; blessed is the man against whom the Lord will not count
his sin.”
He has delivered us from the domain of darkness and
transferred us to the kingdom of his beloved Son, 14 in whom we have
redemption, the forgiveness of sins.
Tuesday, June 9, 2026
His Word Is My Light
His Word is light upon my path,
Golden as dawn’s first glow,
And I’ll follow with faith filled heart
Where I am led to go.
Rejoicing in His light,
Then follow where His light leads me,
Even into the night.
That can subdue His light.
Even when buried in the tomb,
It burst forth with His might.
For those lost on the way.
Though others may not see it there,
To me, it’s bright as day.
That leads us to His grace,
And I’ll keep walking ‘til I’m home,
Then rest in His embrace.
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.
But the path of the righteous is like the light of dawn,
which shines brighter and brighter until full day.
Monday, June 8, 2026
A Glimpse of Insight
By Your command the mountains rose,
The rivers flowed in spate.
All the heavens gathered in awe
At what You would create.
Amazed by such displays.
When I am soaring through the clouds,
Your works stun and amaze.
That I caught a brief view
Of something I’d not thought before,
As it applied to You.
Thinking man has come far,
That we now ride above the clouds.
What wonders we now are.
Is what has brought us here.
You gave us minds that learn and grow
Because You hold us dear.
Nor we will never be,
But You still give us glimpses of
The wondrous things You see.
With echoes of Your grace
That we can hold onto until
The day we see Your face.
Oh, the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of
God! How unsearchable are his judgments and how inscrutable his ways!
“For who has known the mind of the Lord, or who has been
his counselor?”
“Or who has given a gift to him that he might be repaid?”
For from him and through him and to him are all things.
To him be glory forever. Amen.
“Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained
for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.”









