Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
Than I am meant to feel, And all the little aches and pains, Today, seem very real. I know I’m whining quite a bit For someone who’s so blessed, Yet I can’t help but feel that I Am failing one more test. I have too little energy For all I did today, And, when I try to focus in, My mind has gone astray. I see those younger than I am Bursting in perfect bloom, I feel as if I’m in their way, Taking up too much room. I don’t like feeling this way, Lord, It’s not my normal state, But I have felt it coming on And now it’s in full spate. I know that by tomorrow’s close The worst will be behind, But if you’ll keep an eye on me, You know I wouldn’t mind.
Hoping that I won’t drown, But, at the rate that it’s rising, I fear I’m going down. I know it’s only the moment, A moment that’s soon past For, just like the rising waters, Hard times will never last. But Lord, while I’m in this moment, I’m reaching out to You. Please calm the rising waters, or… Calm me until it’s through. Matthew 8:24-26 The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Lord, save us!
We’re going to drown!” He replied, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?”
Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.
Enfold them in Your grace, Surround those lost and far from home Until they’re safe someplace. Lord, help them see a friendly smile On every stranger’s face, And, when they’re feeling most alone, The warmth of an embrace.
It feels like my edges might fray, The tears I hold back are so few Compared to those that get away. And yet I cannot let myself Wallow, lost in complete dismay, When You take time to place such joy Along the path I walk each day. So, with the tears and frazzled nerves, Thank You for joy along the way.
In honor of those lost, The lost we’ll honor through the years For paying such a cost. Although the poppies bloom, then pass, They leave new seeds behind. So those we honor leave seeds, too; The truths we all must find. The courage and the sacrifice To do what must be done, To leave behind a better world; The job Christ had begun. John 3:17 For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn
the world, but to save the world through him.
It’s difficult I know. I tend to speak my every thought, I let my sharp thorns show. So help me, Lord, to try harder To listen and be kind. I can’t help that I have these thorns, But make them hard to find. James 1:19 My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this:
Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry
Now cover each hillside. They were not native to this land, Though they’ve spread far and wide. So many people think them weeds, A nuisance they must clear, Yet if you stop and look again, You’ll see their vibrant cheer. Today I felt that what life brought Reminded me of weeds, But God reminded me we’re here, To serve each other’s needs. So I am looking, once again, At the weeds in my day To recognize the lovely gift That God’s placed on my way! Romans 12:10 Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another
above yourselves.
I really needed it. And now that it is well in place, I think I’ll let it sit. Tomorrow brings new worries, Lord, But none come until dawn. So, for tonight, I’ll take the joy And pray it lingers on.
I cried and pushed on through, Instead of stopping to be still And calling out to You. Things still might not have gone smoothly, Some troubles are a test, But I’d have faced some with more grace And risen past the rest. But I did not think to seek You And so the day was rough, Until I finally looked up And cried out, “Lord, enough! I’ve learned my lesson today, Lord, I turn my eyes to You. I know that I won’t get things straight Unless You see me through.”
Yet our lives intertwine Though we’ve grown up from diverse roots We seem to form one vine. They are my sisters, not by birth, But by God’s rich design. And I love them with all my heart. I’m blessed their friendship’s mine. Hosea 2:1 “Say of your brothers, ‘My people,’ and of your sisters,
‘My loved one.’
Will thirst again one day, But those who drink of God’s sweet Grace Will drive thirst far away. These waters quench a body’s thirst, The spirit longs for more; A longing only God can sate Upon a distant shore. So drink your fill upon this earth, But know your thirst will grow Until you stand upon the shore Where God’s sweet waters flow. John 4:13-14 Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be
thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst.
Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up
to eternal life.”
When you look, they’re easy to see. But counting promises in faith Is harder than it needs to be. For promises of things to come Cannot be spotted here and now, But with a heart filled up with faith Your soul can count them anyhow. So look with eyes that see by faith And count the promises ahead, Then lift your voice in songs of praise To Him from whom promises spread. Luke 1:45 Blessed is she who has believed that the Lord
would fulfill his promises to her!”
I rise within the dawn And when I find You by my side I smile and carry on. I seek You earnestly, My Lord, In everything I do. With all that makes me who I am, My Lord, I long for You. You are the life everlasting In a parched, arid land, And I will seek You, Lord, until I rest within Your hand. Psalm 63:1 You, God, are my God, earnestly I seek you; I thirst for
you, my whole being longs for you, in a dry and parched land where there is no
water.
That some in this world bear, For, even in the worst of times, I live within Your care. Lord, I take shelter in Your strength, You are my fortress strong, And when the darkness closes in You are my morning song. Though all the world may come at me To break me, mind and soul, I know that I can hide in You And You will make me whole. So I will stand upon Your strength And sing through every woe, For I know that You hold me tight And that you won’t let go. Psalm 59:16 But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will
sing of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble.
I turn my eyes to You And when I hear You call my name, I let it flow on through. Though grief can rise up suddenly Despite all I can do, You are my refuge in the flood, The pain will flow on through.
As I passed poppies on my way. The little breeze taught them to dance And I stood watching in a trance. They never were your preferred bloom, And yet, you always made them room; Just one small corner of the bed, Washed in yellow, orange and red. You planted once, yet back they grew, Until they’d spread the whole bed through. And, though you fussed, you left them there, Nurturing them with tender care. Though now their bed is lost in grass And grass is your bed too, alas, I still think of you when I pass The wind-blown poppies, bright as brass.
I’ve got so much to do, I worried that I’ll get caught up And take my eye off You. I never mean to glance away But somehow I still do. So keep Your eye on me today, Lest I lose sight of You.
Rushing fast all the while, It’s nice to come home and find there A perfect little smile. I know it’s just a rhody bloom, At least it seems to be, But it’s a cheerful smile from God If you were to ask me. You see the world the way you choose And I’ll see it my way, From my view point, when I got home, God smiled at me today!
And make it clear to all, That God still rules the heavens and They answer to His call. The artistry of man is born Within the heart of God. Thus, it can come as no surprise That His works leave me awed. And I would proclaim mightily The glory of my Lord, But His works say it perfectly. I’ll grant them the last word. Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies
proclaim the work of his hands.
A mother’s loving gaze, For it is filled with hopes and dreams For all her children’s days. May they be blessed with happiness, More than she’s ever known, And may they have enough to eat Until they are full grown. May they live lives that touch with grace The lives of those they meet, While also finding what it takes To make their lives complete. May they live life purposefully That may they rise to soar To heights greater than she has known. She prays all this and more. Yes, you can see the love she holds In every mothers eyes, And that her children love her back Should come as no surprise.
In everything I do I find myself, throughout the day, Looking always for You. Whether I’m working or at play, You’re always on my mind, And every time I look for You You’re always there to find. I’m never too far from a thought That you are right near by And I can find you easily If I were just to try. So I will knock on every door That life puts in my way, Because I know You’ll answer me. I’ll seek You, Lord, each day. Matthew 7:7 “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find;
knock and the door will be opened to you.
To cheer the day to day. For, when things get too serious, And edges start to fray, Turning the frayed edge into fringe Can hold the stress at bay. Yes, one small moment of delight, A smile along the way, Is often all it takes to add Some fringe to any day. So go ahead and face each day Determined to push through, But keep in mind, when nerves get frayed, A little fringe will do.
Sheathed in its robes of ice, The trees line up on rocky slopes In rows, cold and precise. And yet beneath the winter’s cold, Just one warm breath away, Are joyful blossoms of the spring Waiting for a new day. Thus are there seasons in each life Where joy’s trapped out of sight, But with the breath of God’s sweet grace It bursts forth in delight. So do not fear the winter’s cold, For seasons come and go. Remember that the Grace of God, Can thaw the coldest snow And bring forth blossoms born of joy Which flourish as they grow.
Upon the falls steep edge, And yet she feels no fear at all, Teetering on the ledge. For there is peace in solitude, And few will join her there. That leaves her free to face her fears And challenge her despair. There’s so much that she has to face, So much to still get through, That sometimes she doubts “getting through” Is something she can do. Yet she has faith in God’s great plan, So she’ll get up and try. Who knows, she might just take a chance, Leap off the edge and fly. Isaiah 66:12 For this is what the Lord says: “I will extend peace to
her like a river, and the wealth of nations like a flooding stream; you will
nurse and be carried on her arm and dandled on her knees.
Too lost to even cry, I feel that if called out loud I would hear no reply. And yet I know the truth is this, I’m not alone at all, For I’m surrounded by Your love, You answer when I call. So I will pick myself back up, I’ll smile into my fear, For I’m surrounded by Your love, And You’ll always be near. Psalm 136:3-4 Give thanks to the Lord of lords: His love endures forever. To him who alone does great wonders, His love endures forever.
I’ve been aloft too long. I know that there are storms ahead And I am not that strong. Oh Lord, I call upon You now, Please hold me in Your hand. Please calm the winds and still the waves, They’ll answer Your command. Oh Lord please be my somewhere safe While storm winds gather near, For I know that within Your grace There’s nothing I need fear. Matthew 11:28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I
will give you rest.
All that God gives to me Reminds me that I am His own. Thankfully, victoriously Sharing Him joyfully With those to whom He's yet unknown. His Love He gives generously Dying to set us free I’m reaping the grace He has sown. Abundantly, gloriously Living His charity Until I can kneel at His throne! 1 Timothy 1:14 The grace of our Lord was poured out on me
abundantly, along with the faith and love that are in Christ Jesus.
But my wings still will fly, And they will lift me from this earth Where I can touch the sky. Or I may skim the ocean’s waves To dance above the foam, Wherever the wind carries me, I still can be at home. And yet, though I may cross the sea Or rest in distant lands, I still will never go so far That I fall from His hands. Psalm 139:8-10 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my
bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the
far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will
hold me fast.
Exploring here and there. So many possibilities, But none for which I care. There’s lots of things that I can do, But none appeal to me. So I am asking You for help, Guide me where I should be. Don’t leave me lost out in the woods, Lord, lead me from this place. I feel I’m off the path You want, It’s gone, without a trace.
To thee I pray, my blessed Lord, For peace throughout this land, And may we turn once more, Oh Lord, To reach out for Your hand. Today I pray for those in fear, Who call out in Your name, For those who suffer grief or loss, And all who live in shame. Oh Lord, I lift to You the lost Who don’t yet walk with You. Please help them find their way to grace, As only You can do. I also ask that You help those Who seek to spread Your word To those who’ve turned away from You And those who have not heard. But most of all, Lord, I thank You, For giving me this voice With which to praise You every day. I can’t help but rejoice. So Lord, I join my voice in faith With those who stop to pray, To praise You and to ask Your grace On each of us today. Romans 12:12 Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in
prayer.